Originally, when Xu Yishan explained the competition rules, the audience present was just listening passively. However, when Xu Yishan finished the last sentence, everyone's breath on site suddenly became intense...

Two million cash prize! This move is too big! Longfeng Martial Hall is truly wealthy and powerful?!

Even those sect leaders who are proud of their status couldn't help but be tempted when they heard the amount Xu Yishan announced. These days, having money isn't everything, but without it, you can't do anything!

"Mr. Xu, I want to ask, I'm a bit interested in challenging, but I don't know if there are any restrictions on taking the stage?" a voice emerged from the crowd, sounding like an elderly man.

"There's no cultivation restriction..." Xu Yishan said calmly, "Everyone can take the stage. It's just that the first time on stage is free, but from the second challenge onwards, each challenge requires a fee of ten thousand. Of course, this fee will also be directly added to the prize pool, so the two million prize is just the basic amount. The final winner might get far more than two million... Well, I've said enough. Is there any hero who wants to be the first to go on stage?!"

Xu Yishan asked with a deep voice, scanning the audience below, and right in front of him, more than a meter away, security had already lined up ten wooden planks neatly in a row, with a gap of about fifty centimeters between each plank...

"Ahem... if no one's going up first, let this old man give it a try..." a somewhat aged voice suddenly came from below the stage. As the crowd looked towards the voice, they saw an elder with a long beard in a Taoism robe, smiling as he spoke.

Xu Yishan glanced at the Taoist and couldn't help but show a happy smile, "Elder Chang Qingzi of Wudang, you're still so greedy! Shouldn't you restrain yourself a bit? If you didn't dwell on these mundane things so much, you might have advanced to Innate level long ago instead of being stuck at the fourth layer of Inner Strength for decades..."

"Old Man Xu, you don't understand the hunger of those less fortunate, it's easy for you to talk..." Chang Qingzi wasn't at all displeased by Xu Yishan's teasing. He continued to smile gently, speaking calmly, "Not everyone is like you, both wealthy and able to advance to Innate whenever you wish. Our Wudang Sect is not like Shaolin, which has a managing CEO, we're poor, almost unable to keep the pot boiling..."

As soon as Chang Qingzi said this, it instantly drew numerous good-natured laughs...

The leading monk from Shaolin also smiled at Chang Qingzi, saying nothing more.

Recently, people in China all know that a very business-savvy and managerial Master Shikong from the otherwise non-worldly Shaolin Sect has turned Shaolin into a very competitive commercial brand, not only steadily increasing its fame domestically but also preparing to go public, and even acquiring overseas industries to run martial arts schools, truly raking in wealth...

In comparison, Wudang, which is as famous as Shaolin, seems to have been overly low-key, with hardly any Taoists appearing in front of the Chinese public, let alone branding anything.

However, Wudang is still a renowned great sect. Although its secular fame doesn't match Shaolin, it's certainly not as impoverished as Chang Qingzi jokingly described...

Chang Qingzi was just making a good-natured joke with Shaolin.

"Chang Qingzi, you always damage my Shaolin's reputation, be careful, or I won't be polite with you!" an old monk with white hair and beard suddenly spoke from the back row of the Shaolin sect, laughing as he seemed to rebuke Chang Qingzi for speaking out of turn.

"So, Old Monk Jiankong, you're here too!" Chang Qingzi looked a bit surprised as he glanced at the old monk, smiling as he spoke, "It seems the rumors in the martial arts world are true. Young Monk Jikong should be the next Shaolin Sect Leader; otherwise, Monk Yongxin wouldn't have let you come out to protect him!"

Monk Jikong is the leader of the Shaolin group, only about thirty years old, wearing a snow-white monk robe, looking disciplined and having a delicate appearance.

Hearing Chang Qingzi mention him, Monk Jikong couldn't help but smile before speaking in a mild tone, "Elder Chang Qingzi, you're overthinking. Great-Uncle Jiankong merely wants to experience the excellence of my country's martial arts youth, so he came out to have a look..."

Then, Monk Jikong turned to look at Lin Feng and continued, "Seeing it today, our country's martial arts world indeed has successors!"

Monk Jiankong also glanced at Lin Feng and silently nodded.

Lin Feng hadn't expected the Shaolin monks to be so courteous to him, so he felt a little embarrassed and cupped his hands towards the Shaolin side, speaking seriously, "Thank you for your high regard, this young one dares not assume!"

"Dares not assume... hehe, young man, do you know, being too modest is just showing off..." Ye Zhong, standing in the Ye Family area, gave Lin Feng a peculiar glance and chuckled softly.

Ye Lin curiously glanced at Ye Zhong and casually asked, "Dad, is Lin Feng's martial arts really that good?"

Hearing Ye Lin's question, Ye Zhong's experienced face blushed slightly, and he coughed lightly twice before leaning to Ye Lin's ear, whispering, "Xiao Lin, if I say I'm not a match for Lin Feng, do you think he's formidable or not..."

Ye Lin then widened her eyes in surprise, looking at Ye Zhong in disbelief.

"Originally... without mastering the Mu Family's movement technique, I could still spar with him a bit, but who knew this kid had such luck..." Ye Zhong explained with a smile, seemingly trying to cover up something.

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"The thirteenth leader of the Hong Sect is indeed remarkable, truly the youngest leader in Hong Sect for 200 years..." Chang Qingzi didn't have any ill feelings towards Lin Feng, seeing the Shaolin people showing respect to Hong Sect, he followed suit with a small compliment to Lin Feng.

"Alright... Chang Qingzi, you old sly, don't think by flattering my Hong Sect that I'll give you face... I'm telling you, if you're not the highest scorer, I won't give you the prize, hurry and start!" Xu Yishan interrupted Chang Qingzi's words cheerfully, holding a stopwatch in his hand, "I'll count down from three, three, two, one, begin..." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"So unyielding..." Chang Qingzi stood on the stage with a bitter face, and at the moment Xu Yishan said 'begin', he had already made a move...

From more than a meter away, Chang Qingzi's Taoism robe fluttered, his steps maneuvered, each step accompanied by a move, be it punch or palm, and in a mere ten seconds, he walked from start to end, striking ten times successively, with ten clear Inner Strength booming sounds heard.

However, to everyone's surprise, after Chang Qingzi halted, all ten wooden planks remained intact!