Capítulo 1175: Chapter 1179: The Female Protagonist in Filial Daughter Novels (16)
The surrounding martial arts halls were in disarray, one of which even had its sign kicked and casually tossed aside.
Su Li rembered the owner of this martial arts hall was a chubby old man, quite arrogant, and among those who looked down on Su Li, he was the worst.
The coachman moved quickly, soon bringing the carriage in front of the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall.
Unlike the desolation in front of other martial arts halls, a large group of people surrounded one person in front of the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall.
Su Li saw several familiar faces, all disciples under Mr. Chen’s na. At this mont, their faces lacked the usual ease and carelessness as they poised with sticks, gravely and cautiously confronting the person within the circle.
The unexpected visitor in the circle wore a white gong dao suit, with a black belt at his waist. His exposed chest was full of golden hair, resembling an uncivilized ape, with a tiger’s back and bear’s waist looking fierce and malicious.
Indeed, the unfriendly visitor was a foreigner, a foreigner who ca prepared.
John spoke awkwardly in broken Hua language, saying, “I heard from a friend that the kung fu in Hua Country is impressive, but I don’t agree.”
John extended his arm to showcase the explosive power in his muscles, throwing a few punches in the air, exuding a sharp, nacing aura, disdainfully glancing around as he pointed to the disciples in the hall, “How can weaklings like you deserve the title of Martial Artist.”
“I’ve challenged your renowned Master Li and Master Tang, and they were nothing, defeated without effort.”
“I doubt you could withstand a punch from .” As John spoke, he playfully charged at a nearby disciple with his head, scaring the young disciple into retreating a few steps, provoking laughter from John and his companions behind him.
They mocked, “Weakling, weakling, Chinese weakling.”
The young n, full of youthful vigor, could not stand such insults, and one impulsively threw a punch at John’s temple.
However, John caught the punch in the palm of his hand and twisted the hand bone forcefully, sending the young man’s entire body spiraling backward, causing him to spit out mouthfuls of Heart Blood on the spot.
And this was without John using his full strength.
John resembled a massive tank, capable of sweeping most apart with re physical strength.
“Fourth Senior Brother…”
The cries of shock and anger from those around helped Su Li recall that the young man seed familiar, often hanging around to make acquaintances.
The enthusiastic face was now contorted with pain, his features scrunched together, lips already bitten raw.
John spat disdainfully on the ground, sneering as he taunted, “You might as well smash your signs yourselves, save the trouble, lest you end up like him.”
“You deliberately ca to challenge our hall.”
“Exactly, I ca to challenge your hall,” John bragged, “You are the last hall left on this street to challenge, hurry up, I’m on a tight schedule, bring your master out to fight, or I’ll destroy each of you.”
“Want to see our master, you’ll have to get through our fists first.”
John cracked his fist with a crunch of bones, arrogantly moving forward, “Then let you waste all co at together.”
“Charge, show him, let this dead foreigner know the Chinese aren’t easy to bully.” The younger ones’ eyes went red and charged forward.
John enthusiastically rubbed his hands, charging forth like a wolf among sheep.
His leg muscles tensed up, closing the distance between the two sides in an instant.
With a punch, fluid and powerful, showcasing his strength abundantly, Su Li felt a sort of savage beauty from his display.
Without a doubt, he was a master.
The once agile young disciples were like re paper before John’s absolute strength, easily being knocked down in succession.
So were bloodied, others had broken arms and legs.
After drawing blood, John seed intoxicated, increasingly excited and agitated.
He raised both fists, pounding on his chest, roaring several tis…
“Is this all you have, is this all?”
The suited companions behind him clapped gleefully, “John truly is a heavyweight King.”
The remaining disciples gritted their teeth, still prepared to charge, determined not to let the na of Chen’s Martial Arts Hall be disgraced by foreigners.
“Don’t engage with him now, wait until your master returns to discuss further.”
Around them, people held back the angry disciples of Chen’s Hall, advising softly, “He’s very skilled, defeating all along this street as he ca, with no losses.”
“Even the Hongquan Martial Arts Hall with Master Tang there lost its sign, I suspect even Master Chen would find it challenging against this foreigner….”
The advice was well-intended, but Chen’s Hall disciples couldn’t entertain such demoralizing words that elevated others’ prestige over their own.
“Without our master, I, as the lead disciple, must defend the hall.”
Mr. Chen’s lead disciple executed a set of Twelve Forms Fist, burning with fiery rage, charged forward.
John’s eyes lit up, “I’ll show you what real Combat Skills look like.”
A few westerners stood casually watching, lighting up cigarettes in their mouths, comnting brazenly through thin smoke, “These yellow skins are going to suffer, let’s hope John shows so rcy and doesn’t end up killing them, or Jack would struggle to explain.”
“Explain what, do we need to explain, we are simply engaged in normal martial arts exchange, occasionally mistakes happen, and people understand.”
“You’re right, but does John possess such softness?”
“Of course…not….”
“Hahaha….” The foreigners squinted gleefully, ready to enjoy the show.
One of them waved the cara in his hand, “I’ll record another glorious victory for John, both John and George would be pleased.”
“George is quite petty, it’s unlucky for these people to have crossed George.”
“It’s their misfortune to obstruct George’s attempts at making friends, he loves those delicate, weak beautiful girls and boys….”
The foreigner holding the cara aid it at John swinging his fists, trembling with excitent, “I can’t wait to see John smash that young man’s face with a punch.”
John may be a power-type Martial Artist, but he isn’t without flaws.
Moreover, due to overconfidence in his strength, his other abilities aren’t very outstanding.
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