Chen Yang smiled slightly, and his body quickly reacted, effortlessly dodging the move.

Initially, Boss Long was contemptuous of Chen Yang, but seeing him easily evade the attack, his expression turned serious.

He realized that Chen Yang was exceptional, definitely a master.

"No wonder he dared to speak like that, turns out he does have some skills."

Boss Long muttered to himself and then relaxed his fists, preparing to take it seriously.

"Young man, that was just a probe, now I'm going to get serious, prepare yourself," Boss Long said with a cold smile.

"Alright, I'm ready anytime."

Chen Yang smiled slightly, appearing very relaxed.

"Good, then catch this!"

Boss Long shouted and rushed at Chen Yang once more.

This time, Chen Yang chose not to dodge but used his body's instinctive reactions and strength to confront Boss Long.

Of course, he held back a lot.

Otherwise, Boss Long would have been taken down with one move.

Chen Yang deliberately held back, allowing the two to spar back and forth in the ring, exchanging hundreds of blows in a short five minutes.

After this bout, Boss Long was struggling with his stamina, his breathing was visibly disorderly, and he appeared anxious.

His forehead was covered in sweat beads of various sizes.

In contrast, Chen Yang showed no signs of breathlessness, let alone sweating heavily.

Although there was no clear winner in terms of moves, it was evident to observers that Chen Yang had already won in terms of stamina.

A normal person noticing this situation would acknowledge it gracefully and perhaps decide to concede.

Anyone could back down.

This was the opportunity Chen Yang gave to Boss Long.

Unexpectedly, Boss Long completely disregarded the chance given by Chen Yang.

After taking a few rough breaths, he lunged at Chen Yang again.

This time, Chen Yang was done playing around.

Chen Yang reacted swiftly, and just as Boss Long's fist was about to reach his face, he suddenly struck, grabbing Boss Long's fist.

Before Boss Long could react.

His other fist was already clenched and halted just one millimeter away from Boss Long, stopping short.

As it was just a spar, Chen Yang didn't want to injure anyone, just wanted to get the point across.

The outcome was settled.

The audience below the stage saw everything clearly.

Unexpectedly, Boss Long had a strong desire to win.

Chen Yang's fist was already at his forehead, yet he not only refused to acknowledge defeat but also dared to strike against Chen Yang.

His right hand was held by Chen Yang, so he launched a surprise attack with his left hand.

This move angered Chen Yang.

"No honor? Then I have no need for conscious conduct!"

Chen Yang said coldly, then twisted Boss Long's hand sharply!

"Ah!"

A burst of severe pain surged through, and Boss Long let out a scream, his sneak attack forcibly interrupted, with him kneeling on one knee before Chen Yang.

All of this happened in an instant.

The scene was met with stunned silence.

Boss Long's disciples were equally astonished.

Then they shouted 'Master!' and rushed to the stage to check on Boss Long.

"Master! How are you?" The teenage disciple asked worriedly and eagerly.

Seeing this, Chen Yang released Boss Long's hand: "It's nothing, just dislocated, easy to fix."

The disciple, hearing Chen Yang speak so lightly, immediately felt indignant, and rebuked Chen Yang.

"You... how can you act without honor? We agreed to spar and you injured him?" The disciple angrily rebuked.

Hearing this, Chen Yang laughed.

"Did you not see what happened just now? Who exactly lacks honor, I believe I don't need to explain," Chen Yang said coldly.

"You...!"

The disciple, hearing this, was furious and wanted to argue with Chen Yang.

But at this moment, Boss Long, sitting on the ground, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and spoke.

"Don't say anymore! In sparring, sometimes there are mistakes, don't blame him, it's the master's lack of skill, nothing more to say." Boss Long scolded the disciple and then, with his help, slowly got up, forcing a smile at Chen Yang, "Young man, great skill, I admit defeat."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang showed no indication, and just silently watched the act.

During the previous exchanges, he already exposed his character, pretending now wouldn't fool Chen Yang.

"As per the agreement, I call you Master!" Boss Long's face turned livid as he reluctantly called Master.

Chen Yang still didn't respond, after hearing this, he turned and left the stage.

"Qingyue, I think today isn't suitable for our spar, let's go instead."

After this incident, Chen Yang didn't want to stay, so he left the stage, ready to depart with Wang Qingyue.

Under the circumstances, Wang Qingyue also didn't want to stay.

Thus, she nodded and agreed.

The two then left the martial arts hall high-profile in the eyes of the crowd.

Exiting the martial arts hall, they directly returned to their car.

As soon as they sat inside, Wang Qingyue seemed to release a long-held laugh, and burst into laughter.

The laughter was infectious, and Wang Qingyue laughed so wholeheartedly, causing Chen Yang to laugh inexplicably.

"Why are you laughing?" Chen Yang asked.

Wang Qingyue kept laughing before responding, "Of course at Boss Long, trying to show off but getting beaten, and what poor honor, now you've made it so he can't save face. He might as well close the hall."

Hearing this, Chen Yang felt a warm feeling.

Because he thought once back in the car, Wang Qingyue might blame him for being heavy-handed, but unexpectedly she sided with him.

"It's his own doing, I gave him a chance to back down, and after refusing, he tried a sneak attack, leaving me no choice but to get serious," Chen Yang said helplessly.

Wang Qingyue knew all too well Chen Yang's skill, and naturally understood he held back quite a bit initially.

Otherwise, how could it have taken so long?

"Indeed, at the time I thought he was excessive, initially during the first two encounters I thought he was a good boss, now it seems his character is only so-so," Wang Qingyue pouted, criticizing.

"It's just a pity we couldn't spar today."

Wang Qingyue suddenly said regretfully.

After hearing this, Chen Yang grinned mischievously, looking at Wang Qingyue with an odd expression: "Well then... shall we find a place for a good spar?"

Wang Qingyue's first reaction was thinking it was a real spar.

But upon seeing Chen Yang's expression, she immediately blushed, realizing his meaning.

However, she didn't refuse... she simply stayed silent, blushing.

Seeing her reaction, Chen Yang naturally understood her intention.

"Why don't you come down, let me drive the car," Chen Yang suggested with a mischievous grin.

"Okay..."

Wang Qingyue nodded without hesitation.

Then they swapped seats.

Chen Yang sat in the driver's seat and immediately started the car, heading to a large hotel in the county.

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