bookbashuk Chapter 194 Prelude to the Martial Arts Tournament
Chapter 194 Prelude to the Martial Arts Tournament
Chapter 194 Prelude to the Martial Arts Tournament
Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
"Boom! Bang bang!!"
Like the muffled force of a cannonball exploding in the barrel, or the crisp sound of fine iron clashing together, it rippled in all directions with the wind, even making the trees in the corner of the yard tremble.
Her arm moved so fast it almost left a blur, her punch so fast it was just a blurry arc, the blade tearing through the air and breaking the sound barrier in an instant.
The explosion created rings of white gas!
The force of the punch stirred the air around him, creating circular ripples that spread outwards like pebbles thrown into a lake. Even the courtyard wall a dozen meters away was whipped around by the strong wind and made a crackling sound.
If an ordinary person were standing in the yard, they probably wouldn't even be able to open their eyes!
"Bang bang!!"
Every punch that landed on the iron man's stake left a deep dent, and the stake was covered with cracks about a finger's width.
In the blink of an eye, she had already thrown eight or nine punches.
Then Huo Ling'er took a deep breath and stomped her foot down as if she were an iron stake. The ground rippled like a major earthquake. A fist shot up from the center line, diagonally from under Huo Ling'er's crotch. The surrounding wind exploded, almost creating a vacuum!
Skyrocket!
With the final punch, it was like a cannon firing from flat ground, accompanied by a thunderous roar!
"boom!"
The solid steel iron mantle, as if struck by a missile, was blasted apart by the force of the punch! It shattered into pieces!
The fragments shot towards the courtyard wall with a sharp whistling sound. Dozens of muffled thuds followed as dozens of steel fragments, like bullets, pierced through the concrete wall, with most of them embedded in the cement wall, only the tips showing. Several thin cracks also appeared on the wall surface.
Even with such immense power, Huo Ling'er's hands remained fair and rosy, without a single red mark, and a faint wisp of sweat vapor lingered between her fingers.
In just two months, she had already grasped the secret power and even reached this level!
*Smack! Smack!*
A crisp clapping sound suddenly rang out, and Han Xiaoqing ran over quickly, her eyes sparkling like stars, looking like a little fangirl chasing after her idol: "Awesome! So awesome, Ling'er! You're like a heroine straight out of a martial arts drama!"
"He shattered the solid steel Iron Man Post with just a few punches of his bare hands! If you were transported into a Jin Yong novel, you could probably take down all five Greats of the Mount Hua Sword Tournament with a single hand!"
That was a solid iron stake weighing nearly a ton, which would take ten people to carry up Laoshan Mountain, but in the blink of an eye, Huo Ling'er punched it into scrap metal!
This is no longer martial arts; it's even more terrifying than some martial arts novels about flying over rooftops and scaling walls.
Seeing her infatuated expression, Huo Ling'er sighed and said irritably, "If you were willing to put in some effort, with your current physique, you wouldn't be too far behind me."
"I don't have your talent. Even with extra tutoring from my master, I still can't compare to you."
As Han Xiaoqing spoke, she suddenly hugged Huo Ling'er's slender waist, rubbing against her softly, her voice sweet and cloying.
"Ling'er, my husband, you're so amazing, I admire you enough~"
"hiss--"
Hearing that affected voice, Huo Ling'er felt a chill run down her spine. Her pretty face flushed, and she pushed her away, saying, "Get lost!"
While the two were playfully fighting, Wang Chao was watching from the sidelines.
The floor of the boxing gym was completely different from what it had been two months ago.
The bricks in the yard had long been trampled to pieces and sunk into the soil, and they felt smoother than polished cement, as if they had been repeatedly run over by dozens of elephants.
These are all marks left by Huo Ling'er when she practiced her skills.
After being nourished by ten drops of Wang Chao's blood, Huo Ling'er possessed physical strength close to that of a Grandmaster of Core Formation in just two short months, and her internal energy had almost reached the point of permeating her entire body.
Wang Chao glanced at the calendar; there were still three days until the martial arts competition. At the same time, he received a phone call from Huo Ling'er's elder brother, Huo Qiyun, asking him to set off for Hong Kong.
"Let's set off today," Wang Chao said to Huo Ling'er.
"Master Wang, you've finally arrived."
As soon as Wang Chao, Huo Ling'er, Han Xiaoqing and the others arrived in Hong Kong and got off the plane, Huo Qiyun personally came to pick them up. Several cars drove all the way to a mansion in Repulse Bay and stopped in front of it.
Repulse Bay is one of the most famous luxury residential areas in Hong Kong. It is located by the sea and has excellent feng shui. Almost all of Hong Kong's top ten luxury homes are located here.
The Huo family's mansion occupies a large area and is built in a simple and elegant style, combining the style of a medieval European castle with the flavor of an ancient mountain villa.
"Your competition has been widely known among prominent figures in the martial arts and sports communities. We invited you here today for two reasons: first, to welcome you back and to allow you to meet everyone."
On the way, Huo Qiyun inquired about his younger sister's life and studies over the past two months while explaining to Wang Chao.
This martial arts competition was decided two months ago and was planned and arranged by the Huo family.
The scope and impact of this event were the largest of all the martial arts competitions Wang Chao had ever participated in.
It's only natural to have to attend large-scale social events when you arrive in Hong Kong.
A duel between top boxers is inappropriate without sufficient funds, and Wang Chao and Ruan Hongxiu each have 10 billion RMB in funds!
After getting out of the car, the group entered the gate, and sure enough, the atmosphere in the hall was lively, clearly indicating that a cocktail party was being held.
The people in the hall were chatting in small groups.
Those who come here are all renowned masters of Chinese martial arts.
Xue Lianxin, a grandmaster of Xingyi Quan in Taiwan; Zhu Hongzhi, a senior master of the Hongmen in the United States; and Chen Aiyang.
These boxers have an astonishingly high-handed attitude.
Besides Chen Aiyang, Xue Lianxin, and Zhu Hongzhi, the three masters of Huajin (a type of martial arts) sat in chairs, Liu Jiajun, known as "Little Immortal Ape," and Xie Xiaohong, known as "Lion Tiger Boxing King," all the top boxers in the province, stood respectfully to the side.
Even Liao Junhua, who controls the power and oil and gas systems on the Shandong Peninsula, had to stand respectfully beside the boxers, without even the right to sit down or dare to interrupt.
Just as everyone was talking in hushed tones, Chen Aiyang, Zhu Hongzhi, and Xue Lianxin suddenly looked up at the same time, their eyes all fixed on the outside of the hall.
It was as if it sensed something.
The next second, Huo Qiyun led a young man into the hall.
The boy was about 1.8 meters tall, wearing simple casual clothes and sneakers, with a fair complexion and no beard.
He was fair-skinned and clean-cut, exuding a tranquil and peaceful aura, truly resembling a delicate young man.
But as soon as he stepped into the hall, the lights in the hall seemed to be sucked away, and it suddenly became dim.
No, it wasn't truly dark; it was as if the sun had fallen into the room, and before its radiant light that illuminates all worlds, every other light paled in comparison.
Like the night.
The moment the boy appeared, the previously buzzing conversation fell silent, as if a power line had been cut.
The air seemed to sink, and everyone's gaze was involuntarily drawn to him, their breathing becoming softer.
This young man was none other than Wang Chao.
Xue Lianxin had just stood up to greet them when his hand froze in mid-air. Zhu Hongzhi, in his daze, dropped his iron crutch, smashing the exquisite tiles to pieces, but he was completely unaware.
The moment Wang Chao appeared, the boxers present seemed to be pulled into another dimension.
When martial arts are practiced to a level of divine mastery, the mind becomes naturally sensitive, able to sense killing intent even in dreams, and to detect snipers a kilometer away.
However, Zhu Hongzhi and Xue Lianxin, these two veteran masters of Huajin, were experiencing a level of boxing intent and mindset that was completely different from their own.
The two men's eyes widened suddenly, their voices filled with disbelief:
"This—could this be the pinnacle of martial arts?!"