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Chapter 47 Even without money, they dare to come and challenge us.
Guo's Martial Arts School.

Hmph, haha.

Inside the courtyard, the sounds of synchronized martial arts practice could be heard.

More than a dozen men, with their arms bare, were being supervised by a strong man as they repeatedly inserted their hands into a large pot.

Beneath the large pot, firewood burned, and inside the pot was a full pot of sand. Their hands were rapidly thrusting in and out of this pot of sand.

"Alright, everyone, let's take a break after cultivating for so long."

At this moment, the muscular man clapped his hands, signaling everyone to stop.

Upon hearing this, everyone's tense bodies quickly relaxed, and they couldn't help but let out a long sigh, revealing grinning smiles.

"Everyone, remember to soak your hands in the medicine for a while."

He took in everyone's expressions, then called for a large bucket filled with a grayish-brown liquid.

Everyone nodded, and as the skin on their arms gradually faded, someone came to the large tub and soaked their arms in the medicinal solution.

"Oh~" The moment he was immersed, the man let out a sound like a monkey.

Upon seeing this, the burly man's face darkened: "What are you yelling about!"

The sound stopped suddenly.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came out of the house. Upon seeing this, the strong man came up to the middle-aged man and said, "Father."

The middle-aged man grunted in response, put his hands behind his back, and watched expressionlessly as everyone put their hands into the medicine one after another.

He then looked at the muscular man and asked, "Guo Hao, how's the student enrollment going these past few days?"

After pondering for a moment, Guo Hao said, "Ever since Father defeated Hong Ming, students have been coming to register every day, but the number isn't very large. We've only recruited thirteen disciples so far, and..."

"And what?"

"Moreover, talent varies greatly."

"That's normal. Talented martial artists are basically monopolized by local martial arts schools. In a few days, I'll challenge the Jiang family martial arts school and make a name for myself. Then others will know how powerful our Guo family martial arts school is!"

Upon hearing this, Guo Hao's expression shifted slightly, which was noticed by the middle-aged man, who asked, "What is it?"

“Father, you have already challenged many martial arts schools, including the Hong Family Martial Arts School, which may have caused dissatisfaction. If you go there again, you may make enemies,” Guo Hao said hesitantly.

"Hmph, do you think your father is afraid of them?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, not caring at all. If these martial arts schools hadn't united to ostracize him, he would have already taken action against these good-for-nothings.

With his strength, he could easily handle not only the three major martial arts schools, but also all the martial arts schools in White Stone City.

Guo Hao didn't speak upon hearing this, but sighed inwardly. Ever since his father became a martial artist specializing in internal energy cultivation, he had become increasingly arrogant.

The atmosphere was somewhat somber, and neither of them spoke. Just then, Guo Hao's gaze was drawn to a burly man standing at the door.

The burly man quickly entered the courtyard. Upon seeing him, Guo Hao stepped forward, looking puzzled: "What do you want?"

He sized up the newcomer. The man was burly and fierce-looking, and appeared to be around thirty years old. He didn't seem to be there to learn martial arts.

"You must be Guo Zhong. I'm here to challenge them!" The burly man ignored Guo Hao and instead looked at the middle-aged man, speaking in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, everyone present abruptly stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the burly man with expressions of astonishment.

The doubt on Guo Hao's face froze the moment the burly man spoke. He paused for a moment, then looked at the middle-aged man.

Guo Zhong, a middle-aged man, also heard what the burly man said. His sharp eyes, filled with scrutiny, fell on the burly man.

"Coming to challenge us?"

Guo Zhong chuckled lightly, a cold glint in his eyes. During his time in White Stone City, he had always been the one challenging others; he never expected that this time it would be his turn to be challenged.

He looked at the burly man and asked, "Which martial arts school are you from?"

The burly man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Never mind which martial arts school I'm from, I just want to come here and challenge them. I'm asking you if you dare to accept the challenge!"

"Why wouldn't I dare!" Guo Zhong's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.

"Then stop talking nonsense and get to work." The burly man stepped forward, facing Guo Zhong directly.

"Wait a minute, I never fight for nothing." However, Guo Zhong interrupted, "If you want to challenge me, first show your sincerity."

The burly man was taken aback: "What sincerity?"

"It's the prize, the bet," Guo Zhong explained when he saw the burly man didn't understand.

"How much do you want?" the burly man asked, narrowing his eyes.

Guo Zhong smiled, held up one finger, and said calmly, "One hundred taels!"

The burly man was speechless. After giving Guo Zhong a deep look, he left with the words, "Just you wait!"

Watching the burly man leave, Guo Zhong's expression faltered slightly, then he shook his head and scoffed, "He dares to come and challenge us even though he has no money!"

I thought I'd stumbled upon a simpleton and made a hundred taels of silver, but it turned out to be all show and no substance.

Shaking his head, Guo Zhong went inside.

After an incense stick had burned, the burly man returned to the martial arts school, threw a packet of money on the ground, and said to Guo Hao, "Call Guo Zhong out here."

Guo Zhong, who was inside the house, was slightly taken aback when he heard the noise outside the door. He then came out and his eyes immediately fell on the money bag on the ground.

Seeing the ten-tael silver note peeking out from the middle of the money bag, his pupils contracted slightly, and he couldn't help but squint.

"Alright, since you want to challenge me, then come on," Guo Zhong said with a light laugh, his goodwill towards the burly man increasing slightly.

The burly man nodded and was about to make a move when Guo Zhong stopped him: "However, let me make this clear from the start: if you lose, this hundred taels will be mine."

"And what if you lose?" the burly man countered.

"What if I lose?" Guo Zhong was taken aback by the question, but still said, "If I lose, I'll give you one hundred taels!"

"it is good!"

"Let's begin then," Guo Zhong said, gesturing for his disciples to step back.

"Wait a minute."

This time, it wasn't Guo Zhong who spoke, but the burly man. Guo Zhong looked at the burly man in confusion, only to hear the burly man say, "Give me the money first!"

"You...you think I'd renege on my promise?" Guo Zhong's expression hardened, and he said with some annoyance.

"Just in case!" The burly man neither agreed nor disagreed.

Guo Zhong remained silent with a sullen face, then looked at Guo Hao, who went inside, took out one hundred taels of silver, and placed it next to the money pouch.

Seeing this, the burly man nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the other side and said, "Let's do it!"

Guo Zhong snorted coldly and, without any politeness, strode forward. Because he was filled with anger, his moves became extremely fierce.

In contrast, the burly man simply stared at Guo Zhong, standing motionless in place.

"Hmph, if I don't cripple you today, I'm not Guo Zhong!" Guo Zhong sneered inwardly, his palm slashing out like a blade, accompanied by the sound of air being cut, as he attacked the burly man.

Guo Zhong's attack was like a tiger's, and he was about to hit the burly man when he noticed the man slowly raising his hand. He couldn't help but sneer, "Don't you think it's too late to make a move now?"

(End of this chapter)