I Can Use Myriad Divine Abilities-Chapter 127: Challenging the Martial Arts School
Zhang Yuan’s sudden idea to directly challenge the hall was a result of both impulse and careful consideration.
His target for this mission, Zhao Rongbin, was indifferent to wine, women, wealth, and temper, always hiding away in the martial arts hall, leaving almost no chance for a surprise attack or assassination.
Zhang Yuan couldn’t just stay in the county city waiting for Zhao Rongbin to come out, right?
Such an approach wasn’t impossible.
But it was too passive.
Moreover, Zhao Rongbin was a Tier Three Transformation Realm expert, not someone easily dealt with!
So after assessing the situation, Zhang Yuan first ruled out the idea of using the Iron-Clad Bow for a long-distance assassination.
Although his cultivation strength was not as good as Zhao Rongbin’s, and his experience in the martial world was nothing compared to the opponent’s,
Zhang Yuan could cheat!
So why not use his greatest advantage to catch the opponent off guard?
The Zhao Martial Arts Hall was right in front of him!
This martial arts hall was built quite majestically, with tall entrance lintels, a black base with gold letters on the plaque, and mighty stone lions at the entrance, alongside two burly men on either side.
As Zhang Yuan stepped onto the steps, a burly man immediately asked, "What do you want?"
His fierce and menacing appearance was quite intimidating.
Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Challenge the hall."
"What?"
The burly man thought there was something wrong with his ears, incredulously asking, "What did you say?"
"I said challenge the hall!"
Zhang Yuan raised his voice: "So big for nothing, turns out you’re deaf!"
The burly man clearly heard it this time, and also received a heavy dose of mockery.
He was instantly furious: "You’re courting death!"
The burly man immediately swung his palm, as big as a fan, heavily towards Zhang Yuan.
However, before his palm could touch Zhang Yuan, his strong chest seemed to be hit by a thousand-pound hammer, sending his over two-hundred-pound body flying backward uncontrollably.
He landed with a crash in the large courtyard inside the martial arts hall!
This courtyard of the Zhao Martial Arts Hall also served as the Martial Arts Arena, where many disciples were practicing martial arts techniques.
A man unexpectedly flying in immediately drew everyone’s attention.
But before these martial arts hall disciples could react, another burly man followed, landing right on top of the previous person.
Man upon man!
Everyone was stunned.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan entered the courtyard with his head held high, and shouted in a deep voice, "Where is Zhao Rongbin?"
A man lying on the ground let out a painful groan and struggled to say, "He... he’s here to challenge the hall."
Challenge the hall!?
The martial arts hall disciples were both shocked and furious!
Zhao Martial Arts Hall was the largest martial hall in Qing’an County, with hundreds of disciples, and its master Zhao Rongbin had deep connections and profound strength.
Since its establishment, almost no one had dared to challenge the hall.
Today, someone was actually so reckless as to come here to die!
In their agitation, the group of people simultaneously surrounded Zhang Yuan, each exuding a murderous aura.
Zhang Yuan stood undaunted, sneering, "What? Bullying the few with the many? Is this all the Zhao Martial Arts Hall is capable of? Zhao Rongbin is dubbed the Qing’an Tiger, so he only teaches his disciples to gang up on others?"
With just a few words, Zhang Yuan filled the air with mockery!
"All of you, get out of the way!"
In the next moment, a young man with a muscular build aggressively pushed through the crowd to stand in front of Zhang Yuan.
"Senior Brother!"
"Senior Brother is here!"
The martial arts hall disciples quickly made way, leaving space for the two of them.
The young man stared intently at Zhang Yuan, saying sinisterly, "Want to challenge my master? You must have the qualification; first, get past me!"
"Fine."
Zhang Yuan didn’t waste a word, immediately taking a stance with his fist.
"Tiger Subduing Fist!"
The Zhao Martial Arts Hall disciples, seeing Zhang Yuan’s fist technique, became even more enraged.
Tiger Subduing Fist was a basic fist technique, not a profound martial skill; they knew it but would never practice it.
Because the master Zhao Rongbin was known as Qing’an’s Tiger, and for a disciple to practice Tiger Subduing Fist—it was like defying the heavens!
And Zhang Yuan using Tiger Subduing Fist to challenge the hall was obviously a blatant insult!
The Senior Brother was even more furious: "How dare you!"
With a roar, he stepped toward Zhang Yuan, his muscles tensing up, clenching his fists.
Knuckles cracking!
However, Zhang Yuan was faster; suddenly bowing and leaping, his entire body shot towards the opponent like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
Punching toward Senior Brother’s chest.
Senior Brother didn’t expect Zhang Yuan’s attack to be so swift and fierce, hurriedly raising his arms to protect himself.
Bam!
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuan’s fist heavily struck his arms.
Crack!
A crisp sound of breaking echoed; the previously aggressive Senior Brother of the Zhao Martial Arts Hall was blasted away like a kite with a cut string, crashing among the disciples behind him.
Two of them couldn’t dodge in time and were knocked over, ending up in a ridiculous mess.
The rolling Senior Brother on the ground let out a pig-like wail of pain.
Both of his arms had been shattered by Zhang Yuan’s punch, and it was already impressive that he hadn’t fainted on the spot.
"Senior Brother!"
All the martial arts hall disciples were in a panic, some aiding the injured, others running to find the master, causing chaos.
Zhang Yuan stood in the middle of the courtyard, arms crossed, sneering, "Is that it?"
By this time, some passersby had heard the commotion.
Peeking curiously at the martial arts hall entrance.
When they saw someone challenging the Zhao Martial Arts Hall, the news spread quickly as if it had wings!
Zhang Yuan only waited a moment before the main character appeared.
"Master!"
A man in blue robes arrived at the courtyard, surrounded by the martial arts hall disciples.
His appearance was ordinary, but his gaze was sharp, and he stared emotionlessly at Zhang Yuan, asking, "I am Zhao Rongbin. May I ask your esteemed name?"
"Linhe’s Zhang Yuan, a pleasure to meet you, Master Zhao!"
Zhang Yuan didn’t hide his name and straightforwardly revealed his origin.
"Linhe?"
Zhao Rongbin’s eyes narrowed, asking again, "From the water?"
Zhang Yuan didn’t answer.
He extended his right palm, palm up, making a gesture of challenge.
Meaning to fight first, talk later!
Zhao Rongbin laughed angrily, "Interesting."
A mere Tier Two junior, perhaps with some talent, actually dared to be so arrogant!
Even though Zhao Rongbin was deep and calculating, he was now consumed by immense anger.
Yet, he wasn’t a hot-blooded young man, so despite his wish to tear Zhang Yuan apart, he didn’t act rashly, maintaining the dignity of a hall master.
"Make your move."
Zhao Rongbin said calmly, "If you can walk out of the martial arts hall standing, I will consider it my loss."
His tone was very calm.
But the surrounding disciples, hearing it, felt a chill down their spines, sensing their master’s murderous intent!
Zhao Rongbin was clearly bent on killing.
No one believed that Zhang Yuan, who came to challenge the hall, could leave alive.
The dignity of Qing’an’s Tiger wasn’t something that could be easily offended.
As if everyone saw.
The price Zhang Yuan would have to pay!
