Chapter Thirty-Three: Unable to Withstand a Single Blow

  "Wu Jie, are you still a Chinese or have you forgotten your ancestors? We say that although we practice karate, first and foremost, your nationality is Chinese." Before Wang Chan could speak, Zhou Yahuan, who was following him, also walked into the venue. Upon hearing Wu Jie's words, she immediately retorted. As she passed by Wang Chan's side, she whispered in a very soft voice: "This guy is just a playboy, if he were alive during the Anti-Japanese War, he would definitely be a traitor and a national thief. Don't give me face, beat him up hard, I'll cheer you on from the side."

  Lei Xing once said that Wu Jie was a man who couldn't walk properly when he saw a beauty, and Zhou Yahuan had obviously been harassed by him before. Seeing him dare to challenge Wang Chan, she immediately poured a bucket of oil on the fire for Wang Chan.

  "I don't like the look of him either, just you wait and I'll take care of him for you!" Wang Chan smiled lightly and turned back to face Wu Jie, who was still standing with his fists clenched and a dark expression on his face. He stretched out his hand again and beckoned to Wu Jie: "Come on, let me see what this 'empty-handed way' of yours is all about."

  At this time, Lei Ting outside also walked over and whispered a few words to several coaches. Then she casually found a position and beckoned to Zhou Yahuan, who was beaming with joy, signaling her to come over.

  "Yahuan, I just heard you call Wang Chan 'little uncle', your age difference isn't that big, is it?" Lei Ting's expression also softened a lot when facing Zhou Yahuan, obviously they were quite familiar with each other, and she asked directly.

  "BOSS!" Zhou Yahuan greeted Lei Ting politely, "My little uncle is a famous eccentric in our hometown. He grew up in the deep mountains and old forests since childhood and even saved my dad's life when I was 15 years old. At that time, I suffered a loss and called him 'uncle', so many years have passed, and it's become a habit, can't change it even if I want to."

  "By the way, BOSS, how did you and my uncle get to know each other? Logically speaking, he is a person who dislikes the outside world the most. How could he suddenly come to the provincial city without saying a word and apply for the head coach of our Qingniao team? However, this way, it's actually quite suitable. You don't know, my uncle has been practicing martial arts with an old man in the mountains since childhood. At night, they wouldn't sleep, but instead meditate all night like Buddhist monks."

  After hearing Zhou Yahuan's words, a flash of insight suddenly appeared in Lei Ting's eyes, as if she had suddenly thought of something. After a while, she smiled and said: "He was introduced by Lei Xing, and I also met him for the first time today. However, what you said is indeed correct, your uncle's kung fu is really powerful."

  Although she was born with a somewhat introverted personality and wasn't very willing to communicate excessively with others, Lei Ting still seriously answered Zhou Yahuan's rapid-fire questions, albeit in a very simple manner.

  Although Zhou Yahuan is young and has only been at Qingniao for a few years, she is outgoing and lively, and gets along well with everyone in the club. She also teaches women's self-defense at the Kyokushin Karate gym, so over time, her connections have become quite extensive.

  Such an excellent employee, even in Qingniao, there are many young people who come every year just for her name. One person's annual profit is over 100, and she is also gentle and doesn't cause trouble. No wonder someone like Leiting, a woman who is difficult to approach, would have a good impression of her.

  "Oh, Wang Chan has actually reached the point where he can even save on sleep?" Lei Ting's heart was strongly shocked, her eyes no longer looking at Zhou Yahuan, but instead staring straight at Wang Chan who looked like he had nothing better to do in the dojo.

  Unlike Zhou Yahuan, who practices karate and has only gradually evolved from a few external fist methods of Shaolin Temple, even if practiced for a lifetime, it is only possible to practice the skin, flesh, tendons, and bones, and stimulate a little potential in the body. In the eyes of a true martial arts master, this is still far from being a top-notch skill. Lei Ting himself has been studying internal fist, and his vision is far above that of ordinary people. Now, just from Zhou Yahuan's unintentional words, he immediately inferred in his heart that Wang Chan may have already cultivated his fist method to the five organs and six hollows, which, according to Taoist theory, is what is called "refining essence into energy".

  A person's spirit is full and abundant, able to be self-sufficient, holding fullness and peace.

  Only martial arts masters who have reached this level can circulate their qi and blood, always keeping their spirits within the subtle parts of their body, turning the time when ordinary people are in a daze during sleep into a kind of cultivation method between dreams and wakefulness.

  Of course, this doesn't mean that Wang Chan didn't need to sleep at all. He sat on a meditation cushion, which is also a way of resting, but this method requires assistance from special breathing and exhalation techniques, which ordinary people can't do at all.

  Lei Ting was infatuated with the art of numerology, which was originally a branch of Taoist teachings. She naturally understood that if someone could cultivate their fist skills to this level, it represented something.

  Being able to practice kung fu to the point of softness in the internal organs, this is considered a master-level figure even in the most prosperous and glorious era of traditional martial arts, and is qualified to found a sect and create a new school of martial arts.

  As for now, in this era, there are only a handful of people like that, as far as Lei Ting knows. Even if you count them all over the world, they wouldn't exceed the number of fingers on both her hands. And even if you exclude some elderly seniors who no longer engage in physical confrontations due to their age, there would still be only a few people left.

  "But how can someone who claims to have mastered the Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Boxing technique possibly internalize their fist method? That's purely external hard work." Lei Ting was one of the few people who had actually exchanged blows with Wang Chan, and even now, thinking back on that scene, despite her calm demeanor, she still felt a lingering sense of fear.

  Wang Chan was like a tiger born in human form. When he wasn't showing his might, his appearance was dazzling, just like a big cat lazily basking in the sun. But once he was provoked, it would immediately become a bloody storm, with an overwhelming atmosphere. Lei Ting even believed that if she hadn't dodged quickly and withdrawn her hand during their last move, Wang Chan would have undoubtedly hit her without hesitation, or even killed her.

  "No matter whether he has reached that state or not, this Wang Chan is undoubtedly a top-notch expert. With him sitting in Qing Niao, he can also help me a lot." In the end, Lei Ting's thoughts went back and forth, but she still didn't dare to confirm whether Wang Chan had reached the stage of refining his spirit and energy as she thought.

  But the Blue Bird Club, the largest membership fitness center in the three eastern provinces, has been operating smoothly and colorfully in recent years, attracting a lot of attention. With just a few months to go before the World Fitness Alliance's member assessment day, it's inevitable that some people will come looking for trouble during this time period.

  With Wang Chan sitting here, Lei Ting will naturally feel much more at ease.

  After all, for those in this line of work, reputation is sometimes more important than anything else. If someone deliberately stirs up trouble and finds a master to cause a disturbance, if Qing Niao doesn't have a high hand to deal with it, sooner or later they will have to close down and can't continue operating.

  "This Wang Chan is indeed very mysterious!" After Zhou Yahuan's introduction, Lei Ting's interest in Wang Chan also greatly increased.

  At this time, in the middle of the dojo, Wu Jie, a third-degree black belt in Kyokushin Karate, had already engaged with Wang Chan.

  Wu Jie made a move, it was a sudden attack, his feet quickly stepped forward several steps, using the "Upper Segment Front Snap Kick" of Kyokushin Karate, with the toe tip concentrated in one place, fiercely kicking towards Wang Chan's lower jaw.

  Kyokushin Karate is the most practical and effective style among all karate schools, emphasizing techniques that generate power from within. It focuses on knocking down opponents with a single blow, utilizing hands, feet, elbows, and knees in unison. A high-ranking master can easily kick through an 80cm thick ice block or shatter over ten layers of bricks with their head or elbow, demonstrating incredibly powerful and destructive force.

  Wu Jie's foot kicked out, meeting the opponent head-on, and the large pant leg made a strong whistling sound as it moved through the air. The force of this kick was not small; if it had hit an ordinary person, their jaw would have shattered immediately.

  However, Wang Chan didn't even put him in his eyes, and he was too lazy to dodge. He stood still on the spot, raised his left leg, and with a slight contraction of his lower abdomen, he kicked out one foot towards the front. Although it was launched later, it arrived first, and before Wu Jie's move could be fully executed, his leg was already kicked squarely by Wang Chan in mid-air.

  "Alright, this is what I taught you, Tai Zu Chang Quan's 4th form, Kui Xing Ti Dou!"

  Wang Chan didn't turn his head, but the words were meant for Zhou Yahuan outside. This move "Qixing Kick" was actually one of the moves from a long fist technique he had taught Zhou Yahuan years ago. It seemed simple, just standing on one leg like a golden rooster and kicking upwards with the other, but in reality it was a complex move that was simplified to be effective in actual combat.

  One kick out, the upper body remains still. If in the past, a long gown was worn to cover the thighs, this one kick with slight variation is a move called "Invisible Foot" in Southern-style leg techniques. Wang Zhen only used this basic skill from Tai Zu Long Fist to deal with Wu Jie for two reasons: first, he wanted to take the opportunity to show Zhou Ya Huan whether the skills he taught her were useless or not; secondly, his own hand technique was too overbearing and ruthless, and if he wasn't careful, he might end up killing or crippling someone.

  King Xian deliberately crossed his legs, without avoiding or yielding, making it clear that he wanted a quick battle.

  As expected, one foot kicked on Wu Jie's calf, Wang Chan's body was as hard as iron, and this kick was like a thick iron rod hitting Wu Jie's leg, kicking Wu Jie back seven or eight steps, almost directly out of the arena.

  He hastily exerted himself to steady his body, jumping up and down in place a couple of times, and with great force swung that leg back and forth several times. In just an instant, Wu Jie was already pale with pain, cold sweat streaming from his forehead and the back of his neck.

  Ke Wang Chan didn't plan to give him too much time either, his foot fell downwards, and he pounced forward with the momentum, his feet were like an old cow plowing the ground, making two ripping sounds, on the canvas outer skin of his shoes, two large holes had already been ripped open by him.

  "Taizu Changquan Sixth Form, Bow Stance Charging Palm!"

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