Chapter 75

Inside the Huishan Quan Academy.

Jiang Su got up from the ground without a word. Clenching his teeth, he wanted to rush forward again but was held back by Zhao Hong behind him.

"I'll go," Zhao Hong said seriously.

In fact, he had just observed Chen Jian's moves and strength, and he himself wasn't confident. The opponent was definitely a prodigy, with an extremely exaggerated endurance. Every punch was delivered with full force, and he didn't seem to tire.

But now, Wei He was not here, and the master's face was growing increasingly grim, remaining silent.

There were still so many fellow practitioners around.

If the Huishan Quan was pushed around like this, would it still have any reputation outside?

Zhao Hong stood up calmly.

He had Zhang Lu help Jiang Su to the back, and then he stepped forward, one step at a time.

At this point, the surrounding martial academy students were already frowning and whispering. The performance of the Huishan Quan was indeed too weak. This level didn't seem capable of cultivating three layers of qi and blood.

Zhao Hong didn't waste any words. He stepped forward, stood still, and slowly assumed the stance of the Huishan Quan.

His breathing was steady, completely different from Jiang Su and Zhang Lu, clearly indicating a higher level of strength.

"This one looks decent," Chen Jian nodded, a hint of fighting spirit slowly rising in his eyes.

Just a moment later, the sound of clashing blows echoed.

Zhao Hong retreated several steps in a disheveled state, his chest, covered by his clothes, red and swollen, clearly hit by Chen Jian's punch.

He didn't last long either. This brute from the Tiesha Quan, who knew where he came from, was extremely powerful.

Ordinary people would be exhausted after a dozen or so full-force punches, but Chen Jian showed no signs of fatigue, delivering punch after punch, endlessly, with terrifying endurance.

Moreover, he had rich combat experience and a fierce fighting style...

Zhao Hong's face turned red. He managed to hold out for dozens of moves at the beginning, but in the end, he couldn't keep up and was defeated.

But he was annoyed, and Chen Jian was even more annoyed!

He spat out a mouthful of saliva, his face full of disappointment and anger.

"Damn! Wasting my time!"

"What did you say!?" One of the Huishan Quan students couldn't hold back, standing up with a red face.

"What I said is none of your business!" Chen Jian retorted angrily.

"Did you just curse us!? Apologize!!" the student shouted.

"Ha, did I curse you? Did I say I was cursing you? I won't apologize, so what?" Chen Jian laughed in anger. "If you have the guts, come up and fight me one-on-one. Whoever wins will be the other's father! Dare you?"

"Come on, then!!" The student immediately wanted to rush forward but was quickly held back by the others.

"Ha, trash is trash. Of course, I'm not talking about Master Zheng. I wouldn't dare mock a Qi Master. I'm just saying it's a pity for Master Zheng to have such subordinates." Chen Jian deliberately mocked.

"Shut up, damn it!!"

"I won't shut up. Come on, beat me to death. I came here today to let you beat me to death!" Chen Jian laughed coldly, slapping his chest.

Zheng Fugui, sitting in the main seat, was so angry that his face was almost dark red. He clutched the armrests of his chair tightly, his fingers deeply embedded, motionless.

He had long heard that the Tiesha Quan had taken in a prodigious talent, and many martial academies were infuriated but could do nothing about it.

He never thought he would truly witness it today.

Chen Jian had a strong background, outstanding talent, and a passion for martial arts. If it weren't for his foul mouth, he would have built a considerable network of connections.

But looking at his current performance, it was no wonder many martial academies had a poor impression of him.

The surrounding area was in an uproar, with constant noise.

Zhou Jihan and the others were speechless. Chen Jian had the strength, and he had previously fought Zhou Jihan, challenging him and being defeated on the spot. He never came back for a second try.

At the time, in Zhou Jihan's impression, he was just one of many challengers, nothing special.

Who would have thought that now, this guy was completely a brute.

"Chen Jian has some strength, but it's not like they're helpless against him. Doesn't the Huishan Quan have more powerful inner academy students?" Hu Zheng'an asked in confusion.

"In the martial academies, the Huishan Quan ranks in the middle, even slightly lower. What do you think?" He Hong said coldly.

"It's a complete farce, a mess." Zhou Jihan already felt it was pointless to watch any further.

The entire scene was chaotic, turning into a verbal battle between the Huishan Quan students and Chen Jian.

The two senior brothers who came with Chen Jian tried several times to persuade him to stop but were slapped back by him each time.

It seemed this guy was also a ruthless character in his own martial academy.

"If it weren't for Senior Brother Wei not being here, you wouldn't be so arrogant!!" Ouyang Zhuang from the outer academy couldn't help but shout in anger.

"Exactly! If Senior Brother Wei were here, he could have disabled you with one slap!"

"You're just taking advantage of Senior Brother Wei's absence!"

"Do you have any shame at all!!?" Chen Jian was also angry, "I came here to challenge your so-called Senior Brother Wei. I can't find him, and you said you wanted to warm up with a fight."

"What? Now that you can't win, you start talking about someone who won't even show his face? If you have the guts, I'll stand here and fight two of you. If you win, I'll kneel and apologize. If you lose, I don't need you to kneel, just admit your mistake! All of you, admit your mistake! I, Chen Jian, am here to uphold justice!"

Bang.

Zheng Fugui finally couldn't hold back, breaking the armrest of his chair with a palm and getting up.

Even if he had to bear the reputation of bullying the young, he would teach this kid a lesson and show him what manners were!

"Brother Zheng, why get angry? This is just a squabble between the young. Why should we get involved?"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the courtyard, standing not far from Zheng Fugui.

It was an old man with a long beard, dressed similarly to Chen Jian from the Tiesha Quan.

The old man's beard was braided and wrapped around his neck, and his muscles were extremely developed, especially his upper body, which looked like armor, hard and metallic.

"Right, since it's a squabble between the young, let's let them handle it themselves."

Suddenly, another figure appeared behind Chen Jian.

He was taller than Chen Jian by a head, with a robust build and clearly defined muscles, like tree roots. It was Wei He.

Wei He took a step forward, entering the inner academy grounds.

Whoosh...

A gentle breeze accompanied him, spreading out from behind him, and an intangible pressure from his qi and blood spread throughout the entire area.

"I am Wei He," he said calmly, looking around. "I'm a bit late, sorry."

The intangible pressure made the previously noisy inner academy suddenly quiet.

The Huishan Quan students who were about to continue their verbal attacks now swallowed their saliva, falling silent.

The inner academy students from other martial academies also felt the difference, a completely different pressure from the Huishan Quan students.

Unlike the Qi Masters who were too far away, the three layers of qi and blood were extremely close to them, so their experience and perception of this level were deeper and more accurate.

Because of their understanding of the total strength of qi and blood, everyone unconsciously fell silent as Wei He entered the inner academy.

At this moment, Wei He's calm gaze slowly descended, landing on Chen Jian.

"You, what were you saying just now?"

Chen Jian's state was completely off. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was thoroughly feeling the overwhelming pressure of the fully unleashed qi and blood.

He wasn't afraid, not at all.

What he felt was only excitement.

"This feeling... it's like this... hahaha! I am, I am so excited! Excited to the point of... "

"Almost exploding!! Hahahaha!!"

In an instant, he roared, his qi and blood surging, bursting out with full force.

His toes dug into the ground, and a terrifying force exploded in his blood vessels, muscles, and bones, transmitting in waves to his right fist.

"Take this! Yinsha Dragon!!"

All his strength, all his energy, all his excitement, were concentrated in this punch.

Chen Jian felt his qi and blood elevating, suddenly elevating in this punch.

Under the immense and malevolent pressure, he felt a qualitative change in himself.

The strange colored patterns from the fundamental diagram of the Tiesha Quan seemed to have a special meaning at this moment.

As he threw his punch, he suddenly had a mysterious enlightenment.

This punch...

He... seemed to finally grasp it! Grasp the final light of breakthrough!!

Hahahaha!!

He was finally, finally about to...

Puff!

Suddenly, Chen Jian felt a sharp pain in his body.

His frenzied attention was quickly pulled back, refocusing on the front of him.

"This... this!!?"

He opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.

His fist had only swung halfway, still half the distance from the opponent.

But his chest was already in pain.

Wei He's right index finger was gently touching his chest.

"You...!!?"

Bang!!

A massive explosion of force instantly erupted from Chen Jian's chest, sending him flying backward.

Puff, Chen Jian crashed heavily into the hard wall, the sound of the wall cracking behind him.

He felt as if he had been hit by a raging rhinoceros, and the qi and blood that were rapidly elevating and transforming in his body suddenly dissipated, forcibly scattered, losing its previous momentum.

The breakthrough opportunity he had just obtained... was shattered again!!?

"Sorry. I didn't expect you to be so weak, so I used a bit too much force."

Wei He said.

He retracted his hand and walked straight toward Master Zheng.

Zheng Fugui, who had experienced a roller coaster of emotions, was both delighted and angry. The anger he felt just now instantly disappeared as Chen Jian was defeated.

He took a step forward, his face showing relief, about to speak.

Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his chest, a slight dizziness, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhao Hong noticed in time and quickly supported him.

On Chen Jian's side, the qi and blood elevation state that had just appeared, on the verge of a breakthrough, was shattered by Wei He's finger, returning to its original state.

The sorrow, anger, and pain in Chen Jian's heart were indescribable. Although he wasn't seriously injured, the chaotic qi and blood in his body made it hard for him to speak for a moment.