Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Becoming a Martial God Starting from the Big Boss in Tangshan

Chen Wen and Huang Feihong stood about ten feet apart, looking at each other.

Before the battle even began, it seemed as if invisible forces were already colliding in mid-air.

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

Everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed. They all knew that Wong Fei-hung was very strong, but they were even more curious about what level Chen Wen's strength was.

"Brother Chen, let me see what you've got!"

After clasping his hands in greeting, Huang Feihong slowly lowered his body and assumed the San Ti stance of Xingyi Quan.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Wen, but he made no move to strike first, only maintaining a tight defense.

"I'm also really looking forward to fighting Wong Fei-hung!"

"bring it on!"

Suddenly, Chen Wen's left leg sprang up without warning, delivering a low sweep kick to Huang Feihong's shin!

It was extremely fast, but it didn't seem to exert much force; it was more like a dragonfly skimming the water.

At almost the same time, Wong Fei-hung gently lifted his front knee and pulled his lower leg back.

With a soft snap, the kick was easily blocked.

At the same time, he pushed off the ground with his back foot, combined his waist and stance, and his right fist shot out like an arrow, delivering a crisp and clean punch straight to Chen Wen's center!

This punch was swift, concealed, and incredibly powerful!

Chen Wen seemed to have anticipated this. The moment his sweeping kick was blocked, he used the slight force of the contact to slide back half a step as if he were weightless.

Huang Feihong's Bengquan (a type of punch) barely grazed his chest.

The fist sent a slight gust of wind, but failed to touch the body.

"very good!"

Chen Wen touched the ground and left immediately without stopping. His steps changed again, and he changed his angle. He lightly touched the ground with his right fingertip and made a move to lift his left leg.

Huang Feihong immediately adjusted his posture, always facing the enemy head-on, protecting his vitals with both hands, and keeping his eyes fixed on him.

Next.

The scene on the field left everyone watching wide-eyed and bewildered.

Chen Wen would sometimes feint with a left jab, sometimes probe with a low right kick, and sometimes suddenly slide to the side to get close and then instantly move away.

His attacks were like raindrops, but each strike was light and fleeting, withdrawing as soon as it touched the target, never greedy for credit.

Huang Feihong did not make any large movements.

Always move your body or arms with minimal movement to precisely block, deflect, or dodge these attacks.

Occasionally, a punch or kick would be retaliated, but it was done with equal swiftness and restraint.

Disengage immediately upon contact, and never pursue.

The two exchanged blows, like children playing.

It lacked the astonishing power that Huang Feihong had displayed when he clashed with Yan Zhendong earlier.

Fighting on and off, advancing and retreating.

Most of the time was spent moving and adjusting; real contact was pitifully brief.

Moreover, they separate as soon as they touch, as if the other party is electrified or has sharp spikes.

"What... what is this?"

Liang Kuan was the first to lose his temper, scratching his head and muttering to himself.

"Why is it like you're just playing around? Master Huang and Master Yan were fighting so intensely just now! Every punch landed squarely! And now... you run away after just one touch?"

Lin Shirong also frowned, his eyes full of doubt:

"I don't understand! Why isn't Master using his full strength? And that Boss Chen, jumping around like that, not really hitting anything, what's he doing?"

"Y-yes," Toothpick Su pushed up his glasses and stammered, "It's so strange, it doesn't look like a fight at all."

"Is it... that Master Huang is deliberately giving way to Boss Chen because of his help?" one of the militia members guessed.

"Even if you're being lenient, it doesn't have to be like this, does it? Look at how Boss Chen is acting, he didn't even use any force!" another person retorted.

"What are they doing? Dancing? Or are they competing to see who gets tired first?"

Someone made a joke that wasn't funny at all.

Thirteen Aunt frowned slightly as she watched. Although she didn't understand martial arts, she felt that the scene was too gentle.

It's even a little...boring?

It was far from the imagined duel between two masters.

Only Yan Zhendong kept a close eye on every subtle movement of the two people in the arena, his expression growing increasingly serious.

He suddenly spoke, interrupting the crowd's discussion:

"No, you're wrong. They're not shirking their efforts, nor are they playing around."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately looked at him.

Yan Zhendong, his gaze fixed on the two figures in the arena, slowly explained:

"The reason they fought to this point is simple: neither of them could find an opening in the other's defense!"

"flaw?"

"Yes," Yan Zhendong nodded, "Master Huang guards the position very steadily, his whole body is smooth and rounded, seemingly standing casually, but in fact there is no gap to exploit."

"Boss Chen's movements and probing may seem chaotic, but every step and every punch leaves room for change and retreat, and there are no obvious flaws."

"Of course, they deliberately created openings to lure the enemy, but the enemy saw through them instantly and didn't fall for it at all."

"That's why we've reached this stalemate."

"We haven't found an opportunity to launch a real attack yet, so we can only continue to probe."

Lin Shirong and the others listened with a mixture of understanding and confusion.

Liang Kuan couldn't help but ask:

"But Master Yan, they just touched it and then stopped, they didn't use any force at all. Even if they hit you, it'll be fine, right?"

Yan Zhendong glanced at him and snorted coldly:

"They didn't use much force? That's because they controlled it well!"

"Do you really think those light punches and kicks have no power?"

"Look closely at their bodies; they've been gathering their strength the whole time."

"Once the opportunity arises, that seemingly light fist can unleash a terrifying power you can't even imagine!"

"With a single release of internal energy, the outcome will be decided instantly!"

"Therefore, you must not be careless in the slightest when dealing with them in this state, or you won't even know how you died!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was immediately horrified!

Looking at the seemingly gentle exchange on the field, I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine.

That light movement, that brief touch, seemed to conceal unpredictable danger.

Just then, one of the militia members suddenly realized what was happening and exclaimed:

"Wait! Master Yan, we can understand why Boss Chen couldn't find the flaw in Master's strategy."

"Master is the best in Foshan, it's normal for the boss not to make a move if he can't find a good opportunity."

"But according to you, it seems Master didn't catch the boss's weakness either?"

The courtyard fell silent for a moment after those words were spoken.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, each seeing astonishment in the other's eyes.

Yup!

Chen Wen's inability to find Huang Feihong's weakness demonstrates Huang Feihong's prowess.

Conversely, Huang Feihong also failed to find any weakness in Chen Wen and launch an effective attack.

Could it be that Chen Wen's strength is actually comparable to Huang Feihong's?

So much so that neither of them could do anything to the other?

even……

Many people glanced at Yan Zhendong furtively, their eyes filled with embarrassment.

After all, Yan Zhendong had just been defeated by Huang Feihong.

Now, however, Huang Feihong seems to have no way to deal with Chen Wen, which means that Chen Wen is stronger than Yan Zhendong!

Yan Zhendong noticed those gazes, but his face showed no anger; instead, it became even more solemn.

He shook his head frankly, his gaze still fixed on the two people in the room:

"Boss Chen's strength is indeed unfathomable."

"At least, the methods he's displaying right now are by no means inferior to mine."

"As for whether he is better than me... it's hard to say right now."

"Because from the beginning until now, apart from that strange starting stance and movement method, he has been using the most basic moves."

"Master Huang didn't use the same deadly move he used against me earlier; they're still testing each other!"