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Chapter 21 Bagua Palm! He landed, dead!
After Chen Zhan finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the stage without waiting for a response from the others.

It wasn't that he deliberately said something shocking; rather, he genuinely intended to kill Miyagi Nagaharu and Chiba Shiro, as he needed to obtain the luck points.

As for the subsequent consequences, he was all alone and had nothing to say.

Whether Bajiquan and Jingwumen, who are still making a living in Tianjin, will be implicated is hard to say.

So I told the three of them in advance to avoid causing a disturbance.

While the three were still in a daze, Chen Zhan had already stepped onto the stage.

On the second floor of the teahouse, Miyagi Nagashun and Chiba Shiro also saw it and were somewhat surprised. They also thought that Chen Zhan was just there to make up the numbers. Now that Huo Dongge, the person in charge, had lost, he should not admit defeat and prepare for the relocation.
Chiba Shiro stood up, looked down, and met Chen Zhan's gaze. His expression was calm, yet tinged with a hint of...
Something he had never seen before.

Chen Zhan's gaze wasn't like he was looking at a person, but more like he was looking at a commodity, a piece of food.

This stirred a hint of anger in his martial arts heart, which had been at peace for over twenty years.

"Oh!"

Chiba Shiro crushed the porcelain cup in his hand, and the tea splashed out, but it was so exquisite that it did not fall on him.

Just as he was about to turn the tables, he heard Chen Zhan from below say, "I would like to first learn from Mr. Miyagi Nagashun, what do you say?"

Chiba Shiro paused for a moment, then finally spoke again: "Don't want to fight me? You want to break the rules?"

His Chinese is excellent, even more fluent than many locals in Tianjin.

If I didn't know his identity, I would have thought he was Chinese.

Chen Zhan shook his head, met his gaze, and said, "Of course not. You two line up and come one at a time, okay?"

Chiba Shiro paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "You! Very well, I'll give you a chance!"

His gaze drifted to Miyagi Nagaharu beside him, and he said casually, "He's very interesting. No matter what, I'll keep him here."

Miyagi Nagaharu stood up, looked at Chen Zhan, then turned to Chiba Shiro, and could only nod helplessly.

Chen Zhan's words were naturally heard by the Jingwu School.

The boxers thought he was a bit crazy, obsessed with his training, often unaware of his own level, arrogant, impulsive, and easily angered.

Only Zhao Yuting below was puzzled. He was certain he had never seen Chen Zhan before, but the more he looked, the more familiar he seemed.

Gongcheng Changjun came to the arena again, looking troubled, and asked, "I wonder if Mr. Huo is alright?"

Chen Zhan remained expressionless, too lazy to answer.

Whether they came from Japan with the intention of honing their martial arts skills or adhering to militarism, Chen Zhan has already sentenced them to death.

It doesn't matter whether you're wholeheartedly devoted to martial arts or have no desire for aggression.

The moment we set foot on this land, we became mortal enemies.

Therefore, whether Miyagi Nagaharu's inquiry about Huo Dongge's injuries was sincere or not is irrelevant.

Seeing that Chen Zhan remained silent, Gongcheng Changshun decided not to make a fool of himself.

Place a white crane stand in front of you, and be cautious and prudent when making a move.

He wasn't a member of the Jingwu School, and knowing the whole story, he assumed Chen Zhan had come just to make up the numbers. Instead, he made a flawless move, showcasing his karate skills to the fullest, his hands like blades, slashing through the air.

They didn't go all out, holding back some of their strength to prepare for a change of tactics.

Chen Zhan hadn't moved even when the palm strike was almost upon him, and the boxers below thought he was intimidated. Duan Wu shouted a warning: "Dodge quickly!"

But before the sound reached Chen Zhan's ears, Chen Zhan had already subtly shifted to the side, his body swaying in the water like duckweed.

Dodging the attack, Chen Zhan used the Bagua Step to quickly engage in close combat, transforming his fist into a palm strike.

His movements are fluid and precise, his movements are clear and decisive, and his feints and real attacks are distinct.

In just a few breaths, Chen Zhan had already unleashed four or five palm strikes around Gongcheng Changshun. Although he hadn't achieved any success, he had kept his opponent busy.

Huo Dongge took two nourishing pills and tied his fractured leg with a wooden stick, but did not go to the hospital.

Medicine and martial arts are inseparable, and the Huo family is also a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. He knows the extent of his injuries.

So when he saw Chen Zhan make his move on stage, he was somewhat surprised and said, "Brother Chen, didn't you say you were from the Tai Chi school? How come you're using Bagua kung fu, and so skillfully at it?"

Duan Wu shook his head as well, "Brother Chen did indeed say it was Sun-style Tai Chi." Zhao Yuting, standing to the side, asked, "Sun-style Tai Chi? Which Sun-style?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Suddenly, Huo Dongge remembered something and said, "Could it be Tiger Head Junior Guardian?"

"Huh? That can't be right?"

"Martial Saint Sun? Then... can it be called Sun-style Tai Chi?" Sun Yulong asked, somewhat puzzled and hesitant.

Sun Lutang was indeed skilled in Tai Chi. More than a decade ago, he received all the knowledge and skills from the Tai Chi master Hao Weizhen, which is widely acknowledged in the martial arts world.

However, Sun Lutang's foundation lies in Xingyi Quan. He is the direct descendant of Guo Yunshen, the grandmaster of Xingyi Quan, and is also the person with the highest seniority in the Xingyi Quan lineage today.

It's unlikely that they would call themselves "Tai Chi," right?

The group's analysis was correct, because no one knew that Sun Lutang's Tai Chi, although named Tai Chi, was actually a combination of three fists, signifying the highest and supreme.

At that time, among all the masters of martial arts, who would have thought that Sun Lutang would actually combine the three major internal martial arts styles into one!

"Look!" Duan Wu exclaimed.

On stage, Chen Zhan's Baguazhang was superb, perfectly embodying the essence of "Bagua Zhang!"

Chen Zhan was within a foot of Miyagi Nagayuki, but no matter what move the opponent used, he used all the techniques of the White Crane Fist, including "severing hand," "shifting hand," "striking hand," and "throwing hand." For any move, Chen Zhan simply replied with "slip!"

No matter how many techniques you use, if you can't hit anyone, it's all for nothing.

Chen Zhan didn't even use many of the insidious techniques of Baguazhang. When Gong Cheng Changshun threw a punch, Chen Zhan quickly wrapped his arm around it, twisting his arm outward like wringing a towel, and then suddenly thrust his palm out from under his armpit straight for his throat.

With fingertips slightly clenched into an eagle's claw, the force of the palm penetrates all five fingers!
Single palm strike replaced with eagle claw!

The eagle's talons pierced the air, aiming for the throat; the sharp whistling of the wind already reached their ears.

This sudden change was extremely dangerous; if it landed firmly, the throat would be shattered, and death would be certain.

Miyagi Nagayuki's right arm was entangled, and his left arm tried to climb up quickly, but it was too late. He could only try his best to lean back.

It was extremely dangerous; the eagle's claws were close to the neck of the person lying on their back, just half a copper coin away. It was truly a close call.

Miyagi Nagaharu breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, he saw a cruel glint in Chen Zhan's eyes.

He thought to himself, "Oh no, does he have another trick up his sleeve?"
Hands move as the heart desires.

As if anticipating that the distance was not enough, Chen Zhan's eagle claws released when they reached the throat, and the bent fingers suddenly straightened!
The fierce force pulled the fingers apart, making a sound.

"Clang~ Clang~"

Four fingertips flicked, the four fingers fully extended, the distance between them just right!
It hit Miyagi Nagajun's throat!

Four streams of force were poured in sequentially.

Aside from those who practice special external skills, such as acrobatics and street performers, who might practice unorthodox external skills like stabbing someone's throat with a spear.

Almost no one would practice kung fu to the point of needing to use their throat.

Chen Zhan did not use any hidden weapons; the force he exerted with just his fingers was enough to weigh a hundred jin.

"Crack~ Crack~ Puff!"

The finger force was blocked, after all, the throat bone was very hard, but four consecutive finger strikes were enough to break it open, and by the last finger strike, the throat bone had been shattered.

Because of the shattered bone fragments in his airway, Miyagi Nagayuki was making hissing sounds as he breathed.

They have lost the ability to fight again.

Chen Zhan ignored all that, spun around, and with a burst of power, switched from a single palm strike to a double palm strike, pressing both palms against his chest.
The force erupted with a deafening roar!

"boom!"

Miyagi Nagaharu's body trembled, the kite string broke, and it was blown away by the strong wind.

He flew directly from the stage to the second floor of the teahouse on the street, to the terrace where Chiba Shiro was!

"Oh!"

It smashed through the wooden fence. The impact landed at Chiba Shiro's feet.

Miyagi Nagayuki landed on the ground and died!
(End of this chapter)