Chapter 117 - 112: The Martial Arts Grandmaster Cried

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Chapter 117: Chapter 112: The Martial Arts Grandmaster Cried"True Qigong?" Bai Yan sneered, "You’re not worthy to sully the quintessence of Hua Xia!" "Just wait, and you’ll see how formidable Master Chen is!" Li Feiwen sneered, looking at Bai Yan with disdain, "You simply cannot understand what a Martial Arts Grandmaster is!" Indeed, Master Chen was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, with considerable strength and far superior physical fitness than his disciples. If his robust Inner Strength were to burst forth, his physical fitness might reach an even higher level. In modern society, one who diligently cultivates internal methods and has impressive accomplishments can truly be called a Martial Arts Grandmaster! "Hmph, arrogant fool, utterly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!" Master Chen snorted coldly, stepping forward with an aloof expression, "Make your move, kid, to avoid saying I’m bullying the young." Master Chen believed he had Bai Yan’s measure; having rigorously practiced Martial Arts for many years in the Abnormal World of Hua Xia with a small reputation, how could this reckless youth’s fancy moves compare with a seasoned master like himself? "As you wish!" Bai Yan swung his palm, the whistling of the wind ringing out, faster and stronger than before! He boosted himself with a trace of Gang Qi, which, even though weaker as a human compared to a Demon, was absolutely not something Master Chen could withstand! Master Chen’s facial expression drastically changed, he instantly raised his hand to block, but Bai Yan’s hand transformed into a claw, grabbing and twisting Master Chen’s arm. The Ancient Martial Arts technique "Sinew-Displacement Hand" was executed, followed by the sound of breaking bones. "Crack!" "Ah ah ah!" Master Chen screamed in pain, cold sweat dripped from his forehead. "Slap!" Bai Yan showed no mercy, instantly slapping Master Chen’s face, dazing him. "You junior! How dare you insult me like this!" Master Chen trembled with anger, his face filled with sorrow, "If it weren’t for my injuries, I would never let you humiliate me like this!" "Is this your excuse for exploiting the weak and supporting the evil by taking advantage of your strength!" Bai Yan yelled out, his human identity’s Martial Arts Gang Qi surging through him, righteous and imposing! His body shimmered with light, the intense glow nearly blinding Master Chen. "This...this is Innate Martial Arts! This is the essence of martial spirit!" Master Chen was stunned, crying out in his trembling voice. Oh God! This young man, despite his age, possessed such profound mastery of Martial Arts! Looking at his overflowing inner strength, releasing power like the sun, immensely robust! And this Cultivation Technique exuded an overwhelming sense of justice and righteousness in the universe, undoubtedly a significant Internal Cultivation Method! Who exactly is he, and what is his background! Bai Yan couldn’t care less about what Master Chen was thinking; while channeling Gang Qi, he naturally exuded the upright and just aura of the "Nine Realms of Martial Arts Secret Technique." This was his human identity—majestic righteousness, impervious to all evil! "A Qigong practitioner, being a Martial Artist, should adhere to Martial Arts Ethics!" Bai Yan spoke indifferently, then slapped Master Chen’s face again. "Slap!" "Martial Arts Ethics, principles of benevolence and righteousness, to follow, stop, correct as the principle of words and deeds." Master Chen was stunned; this youngster was actually lecturing him on what Martial Arts Ethics were! "Any Cultivator, those who follow prestigious schools must abide by the eight precepts and rules, and Independent Practitioners all follow a moral conduct stricter than law, not using their strength to bully the weak." With every statement Bai Yan made, he slapped Master Chen again. Li Feiwen was dumbfounded watching on the side, Bai Yan actually kept slapping the face of Qigong authority, Master Chen! Like a grandfather hitting his grandson, while Master Chen seemed frozen, completely crashed, letting Bai Yan slap him. Master Chen kept recalling each sentence Bai Yan said, each carrying a trace of Gang Qi, resonating similarly to the Buddhist Lion Roar, capable of shocking and captivating the soul! "If I remember correctly, Qigong practitioners in Hua Xia have explicit regulations regarding the Martial Arts moral conduct they need to follow." "Self-improvement! Esteem martial virtues! Cultivate character and establish foundation! Study literature and promote the way! Starting from the modern era Huo Family, Hua Xia Martial Artists all adhere to these rules, yet you abuse your power to bully ordinary people! Aiding evildoers in abducting young girls!" "Do you even deserve to be a Martial Artist?! Do you even deserve to talk about Qigong?! Do you even deserve to be called a Martial Arts Master?!" Bai Yan sneered endlessly, disgusted by such a morally corrupt person daring to proclaim themselves a Qigong master. "I...I..." Master Chen, sweating profusely, trembled all over, staring at the floor, muttering to himself. Unable to defeat the junior, he even got scolded by Bai Yan, and, most crucially, he was left speechless, unable to refute Bai Yan’s words! The scene fell silent. Li Feiwen froze on the spot, stunned—could it be that even Master Chen was no match for Bai Yan? Sёarch* The NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Master Chen felt as if splashed by a bucket of cold water, all his anger vanishing in an instant. The person before him was no longer the weak, easily bullied youth, but a Martial Arts Master who suppressed Grandmasters with righteous and grand cultivation techniques! In the path of martial arts, the accomplished lead the way. Master Chen was stupefied, murmuring words that could faintly be heard: "Respect nature... abide by heaven and earth... love the nation... honor parents... be strict with oneself... be kind to others..." "Supreme goodness is like water, benefiting without contending; bestowing kindness without expecting returns, storing gratitude in the heart." "Our Chen family’s rules—how could disciples forget them?" As Master Chen recited, tears streamed uncontrollably down his face, crying bitterly. The more profound a martial artist is, the more they respect their master’s kindness and heritage, and the stricter they are with themselves—this has been a traditional virtue of Hua Xia since ancient times. Master Chen’s eyes gradually regained their sparkle as he stared intently at Bai Yan, his aura intensifying. Bai Yan slightly furrowed his brow, noticing that Master Chen’s strength and agility, enhanced by Inner Strength, were both 30; his capability, though in a human form, was not inferior. If they were really to fight, it would indeed be a tough battle. Li Feiwen noticed the change in Master Chen and excitedly shouted: "Master, take down this youngster!" However, to everyone’s surprise, Master Chen stared at Bai Yan and then suddenly dropped to his knees! "Thud!" Old and copious tears streaming, Master Chen sincerely kowtowed to Bai Yan, his face full of shame. "On the path of martial arts, cultivating moral character goes hand in hand with righteousness! The accomplished can be teachers; brother, although young in age, your cultivation methods and understanding of Martial Arts Ethics surpass mine! Today, you have awakened Chen Wuwei, enabling me to pull back on the brink of a precipice. Such a great favor is akin to the kindness of a life-reaffirming master! A favor I’ll never forget—worthy of nine bows from me!" Having said that, Master Chen "bang bang bang" fiercely kowtowed nine times to Bai Yan! Li Fei, standing in the living room, was completely shocked, his mouth wide open, his face showing utter disbelief! I spent millions to hire this Qigong master, and he’s kowtowing to Bai Yan?!!! Bai Yan was also stunned; Master Chen was kowtowing to him? Unexpectedly, after harnessing Gang Qi in his human form, it had such an extraordinary effect! "Young brother, may I ask for your name?" Master Chen was very respectful. Bai Yan frowned and said, "You don’t need to be so formal; I’m Bai Yan." Master Chen quickly responded, "Brother Bai, your recent words were indeed precious and wholesome. Martial practitioners not only value cultivation but also Martial Arts Ethics! Your words have awakened me; such a great favor is akin to a life-reaffirming master!" "Please accept another bow from me!" Master Chen said, about to bow again. Bai Yan was both amused and frustrated. Where’s the promised Qigong master? Why have you become addicted to kowtowing? "Forget it, no need to kowtow anymore. Are we going to fight or not? If so, make it quick." Bai Yan waved his hand with a frown. Master Chen respectfully said, "Brother Bai is no different from my benefactor; how could I dare to strike you." "Not fighting? Then hurry up and leave!" Bai Yan commanded coldly. "Sigh! Alright, I’m leaving now." Master Chen said with a smile, showing no sign of anger on his face. He stood up, dusted himself off, and with a few injured disciples—who dared not lift their heads to look at Bai Yan—following him, left the presidential suite. Li Feiwen panicked and quickly grabbed Master Chen, "Master, I’ve paid you!" Master Chen’s expression turned cold, then he flung off Li Feiwen’s hand, saying sternly, "How could my kind contemplate such condemnable acts like abducting young girls? If it weren’t for Brother Bai awakening me today, I would have made a huge mistake!" "Forget about this matter! I’ll return the million to your card!" Master Chen spoke harshly, then turned around respectfully towards Bai Yan and bowed: "Brother Bai, until next time!" Master Chen left stylishly with his disciples. Li Feiwen stood there, mouth agape, his face a mix of astonishment and shock, looking as uncomfortable and stifled as if he had swallowed shit. I paid for a Martial Arts Grandmaster, and he just bowed a few times to the enemy and then stylishly walked away? Can anyone tell me, what on earth just happened?

Chapter 117 - 112: The Martial Arts Grandmaster Cried

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