Xiang Ba couldn't understand why he had lost in terms of strength.
In terms of martial arts skills, there are many people who are more skilled than him. But in terms of strength, he believes he ranks among the top martial artists in the country.
How could Chen Yang, with such a frail physique, possess such immense strength?
He recalled Chen Yang's powerful, tiger-like attack stance when he threw the punch earlier and couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Could it be that Chen Yang has already mastered Xingyi Quan to the level of Master Yun, achieving the ultimate in control and explosive power?
In truth, Xiang Ba had completely misunderstood. Even if it were Grandpa Yun, he wouldn't engage Xiang Ba in a direct fistfight like this. Grandpa Yun's explosive power was indeed terrifying, even capable of delivering a second strike, but that was only under the condition that the difference in physical abilities wasn't too significant.
Chen Yang did indeed use Xingyi Quan to imitate the tiger's power generation techniques. He had fought with several tigers and even kept one as a pet, so he had a deep understanding of the tiger's power generation techniques.
However, his exceptional physical strength is the most important factor. Otherwise, how could he have directly confronted Xiang Ba in terms of power? The two were on completely different levels; if Chen Yang hadn't only used 30% of his strength, Xiang Ba's hand would have been broken.
But in the eyes of Xiang Ba and the onlookers, this was all thanks to Chen Yang's boxing style.
Chen Yang didn't want to explain too much. After landing a successful blow, he immediately lunged forward and threw a punch at Xiang Ba.
Xiang Ba dared not be careless again and quickly dodged.
But Chen Yang's punches were too fast and unpredictable. Although they were Xingyi Quan routines, they were much wilder than Xingyi Quan.
Xiang Ba was hit by several punches in a row, and he had no chance to fight back. Although Chen Yang's punches were not as powerful as when he was fighting back, each punch still made him feel extremely painful.
Iron Shirt is a martial art known for its defensive capabilities. The fact that even a simple punch could cause him immense pain proves that Chen Yang already has the ability to defeat him.
Moreover, judging from Chen Yang's relaxed and carefree demeanor, he clearly wasn't going all out; it seemed like he was just teasing him.
"Kid, don't be so arrogant!" Xiang Ba roared, then charged forward recklessly, trying to use his strong defense to withstand Chen Yang's attack.
He believed that even if Chen Yang had impressive strength and technique, his physical body was still normal. He was confident that he could knock Chen Yang down with just one punch.
Seeing Xiang Ba's actions, Chen Yang smiled helplessly.
"I originally wanted to study Iron Shirt more, but I didn't expect it to end like this."
"You brat, don't be too..." Upon hearing Chen Yang's words, Xiang Ba was instantly enraged and roared loudly. However, he could only finish his sentence before he couldn't finish it. Chen Yang, like a monkey, quickly dodged his attack and then punched Xiang Ba in the abdomen.
Xiang Ba retreated repeatedly, even falling to the ground, struggling to get up.
However, by the time he got up, Chen Yang had already stepped off the stage without looking back, completely ignoring him.
Xiang Ba slammed his fist on the arena in anger. He wanted to shout to vent his dissatisfaction, but he knew that it would only make him more humiliated.
"Stand up. Once the martial arts tournament begins, I'll find a chance to avenge you." Xiang Mo suddenly appeared beside Xiang Ba.
Xiang Ba stood up silently without saying a word and stepped off the stage. Xiang Mo gave Chen Yang a deep look. Chen Yang, who had just stepped off the stage, was stopped by Wang Feng, Sha Rong's senior brother.
"Brother, I don't mean anything by it, I just want to get to know you," Wang Feng said to Chen Yang with a smile.
Chen Yang extended his hand and said, "Chen Yang, a disciple of Master Yunhua, runs an inn."
"Runs an inn?" Wang Feng was somewhat surprised, then extended his hand and said, "Wang Feng is a disciple of Tai Chi master Chen Tianye, but my master has already passed away. If I say I am Sha Rong's senior brother, that might be more well-known."
"What brings you here, Senior Brother Wang?" Chen Yang asked.
"Let me get straight to the point. The martial arts tournament starts at noon and will last for three days. It's a great opportunity for everyone to hone their skills, and I'd like you to have a spar with me and my junior brother Sha Rong beforehand."
"Why earlier?" Chen Yang asked.
“Sha Rong said that his current bottleneck seems to have loosened up a bit, and he needs to fight more people. I just saw that your martial arts skills are quite good, and I think you can fight Sha Rong. This should be an opportunity for you.”
Chen Yang was slightly taken aback. It seemed that he was being used as a whetstone by the other party, who wanted to use him to further improve.
He did want to fight Sha Rong, but the way he was going to do it made him uncomfortable.
"We'll meet on the ring when the opportunity arises, I'm not in a hurry," Chen Yang said.
Wang Feng laughed and said, "With your strength, there's a good chance you'll meet my junior brother. However, you might also be eliminated earlier. My junior brother wants to accumulate more experience before his decisive battle with Xiao Lin, which is a good opportunity for you, isn't it?"
Xiao Lin is the same monstrous genius who is on par with Sha Rong. It seems that Sha Rong only has Xiao Lin as his opponent and wants to accumulate more experience beforehand, hoping to make a breakthrough in his battle with Xiao Lin.
In his eyes, Chen Yang was just a warm-up before the competition.
"Did Sha Rong send you?" Chen Yang asked.
Wang Feng nodded and said, "Yes, don't be resistant. You have great talent, but you are a generation younger than Sha Rong and lack experience. In a few years, you will definitely reach my level, and maybe you can even compete with Sha Rong."
"Sorry, I'm not interested," Chen Yang said, waving his hand.
Wang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Young man, not everyone gets the chance to fight Sha Rong. The reason I chose you is because you also practice boxing, which will benefit both Sha Rong and me. Moreover, this is the most beneficial thing for you.”
Chen Yang did not respond to him, but walked straight away to his family and friends.
"Little Yang, you beat our new little brother pretty badly. He ran away really fast, otherwise I would have gone up to him and made him call me 'Big Brother'."
"Alright, that's enough of a lesson. Xiang Ba was annoying, but he didn't really do anything too outrageous," Chen Yang said.
The martial arts tournament is about to officially begin, and many people are helping with the preparations; people are running around everywhere.
Today is the first day of the martial arts tournament, and it is said that there will be a special competition, which will have an impact on the later events.
"I wonder what new tricks they'll pull this year?"
"That's right. We need to come up with something new every time we hold a martial arts tournament, otherwise fewer and fewer people will participate."
"It's because the status of martial artists is getting lower and lower, especially with more and more people using the name of martial artists to swindle and deceive. There aren't many people who believe in martial arts anymore."
"Yes, people's hearts are not what they used to be. We practice martial arts every day, so we really don't have time to do business. Besides, it's not as profitable as doing business. You have to practice for at least ten years, and fewer and fewer people are willing to practice martial arts."
"Okay, let's focus on the game first."
Listening to the conversations around him, Chen Yang couldn't help but wonder if the Micro Realm could pass on these martial arts.
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