Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 67 - 66 Crumbling Decay One Man Holds the Fort

67: Chapter 66: Crumbling Decay, One Man Holds the Fort

67 -66: Crumbling Decay, One Man Holds the Fort

“Click, click…”

Flashes of light erupted below the stage.

“Stop shooting, stop shooting.”

This time, the staff of the club were in a panic.

A barrage of smartphones captured the scene on the stage and Chen Li’s dreadful condition.

Especially the two journalists, exhilarated and probably concocting some snippet in their minds, the club didn’t know how much it’d cost to keep them from spinning the story.

They sensed the situation was serious.

Staff members hurried to call the manager upstairs.

Now, anyone with eyes could see it.

The dashing young man up on stage in the white shirt wasn’t there for cardio kickboxing membership.

He had come to challenge the club, to smash their reputation.

If he succeeded in this challenge today, setting aside other cities, Dongjiang’s Chentian Club would see its business plummet by thirty to fifty percent.

And if this person kept on pestering them every few days…

Without a master fighter to defeat him and stop the spread, Chentian Club might as well close down.

“Who exactly is he?

Who brought in this high and mighty character?”

Some were already grumbling in secret.

As the saying goes, “One can tell an expert by his moves.”

Zhou Ping’an, though he had only casually demonstrated two moves of Xingyi Drilling Fist on the stage.

Displayed astounding prowess.

The issue lay in his casualness.

Who climbs into the ring not cautiously navigating, seeking opportunities, testing with light punches, aiming for a knockout with heavy strikes?

Even champion-level fighters put on a show with fast footwork and powerful punches, or surprise with unexpected kicks.

But Zhou, he attacked as casually as if it were nothing, and Chen Li couldn’t even see or block.

It was like a child being hammered at will, knocking out teeth whenever he wanted.

Look, he even made the kid cry.

Chen Li, among the new recruits at the club, was no pushover but was training as a competition fighter.

Though his skills still needed polishing, his physique was robust, his punching force was strong, and he had good natural talent…

In the entire club, who could claim they could bring him down within a few moves?

There was some panic on the club’s side.

Sun Tong and Dong Mingyue were utterly shocked.

Dong Mingyue let out a breath, realizing that Senior Brother Zhou didn’t lack real combat skills.

He was very adept.

His strength was even greater than she had imagined.

Sun Tong understood even more profoundly.

After all, having worked as a sparring partner inside the Chentian Club, he knew these folks well.

He also understood what it meant to keep his footing and effortlessly punch Chen Li into confusion.

“Senior Brother Zhang.”

Someone looked at Zhang Jianhua with concern.

Zhang had been handling things earlier, pushed the challenger onto the stage, wasn’t it time for him to intervene?

After all, he was one of the top fighters among them.

He was also the hopeful contender for the championship in the southern province.

Zhang Jianhua wasn’t inexperienced, and after watching for a while, he became hesitant.

He stepped onto the stage, face stiff.

“Junior Brother Zhou, seeing the skill you possess, there’s no need to fight anymore.

Let me introduce you to my master, learn some boxing from him, and we don’t even have to talk about fees.

After all, we are from the same school…”

“Don’t call me junior brother, I really can’t rise to that level,”

Zhou Ping’an waved his hand.

“Didn’t you say the Xingyi Boxing of the Dragon Tiger Boxing Gym is amateur?

Stand properly and see how I, the amateur, box.”

Zhou Ping’an was thinking about getting the Marrow Refining Secret Technique “Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound” quickly, but it seemed like Du Hongwei wasn’t easy to talk to.

He and his master didn’t take Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Hall seriously at all.

Once people refuse to talk on equal terms, whatever you say is futile.

It’s better to cut through the mess swiftly.

‘You think you can fight because you climbed up to the Chentian Club, name-dropping gold-medal coaches and champion fighters?

Let’s tear off that hide of yours, maybe then you’ll talk sense.’

“Good, let’s see the high moves of your Xingyi Boxing.”

Facing Zhou Ping’an’s provocation, Zhang Jianhua couldn’t save his face.

His expression hardened, he drew back one fist, stepped forward with his left foot, spun his body, and his right leg swept across like a guillotine, aiming at Zhou Ping’an.

The crowd could even hear the heavy whooshing sound of a massive stick cutting through the air.

It was evident how much force he put into that Spinning High Whip Kick.

“Even if it was a large tree in front, it likely would’ve been dented.”

“Is that all?”

When Zhang Jianhua went for the kill without probing first, Zhou Ping’an snickered.

He realized that he was indeed different.

Dealing with these fighters whose muscles and bones were not fully developed was completely bullying, like shooting fish in a barrel.

Blowing up a fish pond, what’s there to fuss about?

Every additional move was a gesture of respect towards them.

He exerted a slight force under his feet.

His figure suddenly turned into a faint afterimage as he charged forward, throwing a punch straight towards the center like an arrow.

“Bong…”

It was like dozens of great bows vibrating their strings simultaneously.

The hall rang with a buzzing sound that was deafening.

Just as Zhang Jianhua’s leg was about to sweep across his neck, he had already crashed half his body into his opponent’s embrace, the edge of his fist was half a step faster, heavily slamming into his abdomen.

“Ow…”

Zhang Jianhua supported himself with one leg skewed, one leg stalwart.

Before his strength reached its peak, suddenly, everything blurred before his eyes, and his abdomen felt as if struck by a giant hammer.

A torrent of pain like overturning rivers and seas surged from his abdomen.

The tremendous force numbed his whole body.

His body bent over.

Uncontrollably, he soared backward like riding on clouds.

Bang…

He flew straight for about ten meters, forming a parabolic curve, and heavily fell outside the ring.

After a scream, Zhang Jianhua did not pass out, but he could only curl up, lying on the ground vomiting blood.

“You can’t even withstand thirty percent of my strength, and yet you boast so grandly.

How does this Xingyi Bong Fist taste?”

Zhou Ping’an said coldly, with a faint smile.

Not only had he held back seventy percent of his strength, but he also did not use “Wave Stacking Jin” at all.

During the attack, he focused more on pushing than on vibrating.

After all, it was not a fight to the death, no need to kill someone.

It was merely a contest in full view of the public, to establish superiority.

There really was no need for bloodshed.

“Audacity…”

“Arrogance!”

“Wasn’t that too ruthless?”

Seeing Zhang Jianhua’s miserable state, immediately, three or four fighters swarmed onto the stage.

Those who threw punches did so, and those who kicked went straight for the legs, all raging with momentum.

These people were not foolish; judging by the circumstances, the opponent had come prepared and possessed overwhelmingly superior strength.

If it really came down to a one-on-one fight, perhaps no one could withstand him.

Zhang Jianhua was already amongst the top fighters in Chentian Club and a direct disciple of the gold medal coach Du Hongwei, who had personally trained him for seven to eight years.

It was indeed a matter of passing down the mantle.

Yet even he had been beaten to such a pitiful state.

Others were even less confident.

All they could do was to gang up…

Knock him off the platform, get today’s incident quickly brushed aside, and then think of a way afterward.

These people thought it well.

They had just rushed onto the platform.

Only to see on the platform, figures flickering continuously.

All four cried out in pain, their bodies spinning as they fell.

Their charge had been swift, but their flight was even swifter.

Still in mid-air, they began vomiting blood with “ow ow” sounds.

Their defeat was even more wretched.

By then, Zhou Ping’an was no longer pretending or hiding anything.

If he struck a step faster and with thrice the punch weight, it was an utterly crushing situation.

Moreover, his speed far exceeded a mere step or two, and his strength was more than doubly superior to his opponents.

Facing these men was like striking motionless sandbags.

A punch thrown.

Bodies flew…

“Doctor, doctor…”

“Quick, save people.”

A chorus of voices rang out all around.

There were already several people standing by the elevator doors; a middle-aged man with a round face and a stern expression shouted angrily: “What’s going on, someone is challenging us, and no one can stop him?”

“Hold on, he says he practices Xingyi Boxing, Coach Du, look, can you…”

“Manager Wei, don’t worry, I’ll try.”

Inside, Du Hongwei was also feeling apprehensive.

The young man on the stage looked somewhat familiar, and his boxing technique even more so…

but when had he ever seen Xingyi Bong Fist executed like this.

People say “fist like an arrow” as a metaphor.

His was literal.

His punches flew like arrows released in quick succession.

Almost beyond human nerve reaction.