"Okay, okay, how am I supposed to concentrate with you like this?"

Qin Chuan let out a bitter laugh. If Wu Xuan, that lapdog, heard Su Qian's words, he'd probably want to kill himself.

The goddess he's been striving to win over wants to be his little pet.

Just thinking about it made Qin Chuan pity Wu Xuan.

Qin Chuan even considered whether he should go easier on him in the upcoming fight.

Just as he was about to step onto the stage, Master Gu entered the scene with the members of the Martial Arts Club.

Upon seeing him, Wu Xuan immediately walked over respectfully and said, "Greetings, Master Gu."

Master Gu stood with his hands behind his back and nodded indifferently, "You guys go ahead and fight, don't mind me."

"Understood. Please, make yourself comfortable, Master Gu."

Wu Xuan forced a smile, but as he turned around, his gaze suddenly turned cold.

Clearly, the presence of Master Gu heightened his desire to win.

"Feng Shao, who is this Master Gu?" a member of the Taekwondo Club couldn't help but ask Zhu Jifeng.

"He's just an old geezer stuck in the past."

Zhu Jifeng sneered and said, "You know the Huawu Alliance, right? Back then, when our club president's Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall wanted to join the Huawu Alliance, it was sabotaged by this old geezer. His words cost us millions."

"This old man is part of the Huawu Alliance?" Everyone was shocked.

Zhu Jifeng nodded, "He's one of the directors of the Huawu Alliance."

Everyone who heard this showed a hint of apprehension.

"Don't be intimidated by his title. He's not the only director, and the five-year general assembly is about to start. It's uncertain if he can keep his position," Zhu Jifeng continued.

The crowd nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, Wu Xuan returned to the group.

"Boss, since that old Gu is here, should we...?" Zhu Jifeng's eyes glinted with amusement.

Wu Xuan coldly sneered, "That old fossil. He looks down on Taekwondo every single day. Today I'll show him how his so-called Chinese martial arts will be defeated by me."

Zhu Jifeng's face lit up with excitement, "Yes, do it, hit him hard."

"Hey, how long do you guys plan on chatting? I have a class this afternoon, you know."

As the two of them were deep in conversation, Qin Chuan was already on the stage, impatiently urging them on.

He couldn't understand these people who brought a fight to the Taekwondo Club when it could've been settled in the cafeteria.

And now they're just dragging it out even more.

It's not as satisfying as those in the countryside, where if you disagree, you just fight.

Wu Xuan let out a cold laugh and threw a set of protective gear up onto the platform, "Put it on. My punches are heavy, and I wouldn't want to accidentally send you to the ICU."

"This thing is so ugly even a dog wouldn't wear it."

Qin Chuan kicked the gear back, "You should wear it if you're afraid of getting hurt."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xuan immediately tossed aside the protective gear he was about to put on, "Fine, you brought this on yourself."

With that, he leaped directly onto the stage.

As soon as he got up there, Wu Xuan launched a fierce attack at Qin Chuan.

He quickly closed in on Qin Chuan, with front kicks, side kicks, and rounds it off with a graceful spinning back kick.

His skill level was comparable to a professional athlete; even some city team experts couldn't last three rounds against him.

He was especially known for his leg techniques.

It's not an exaggeration to say that an ordinary person would pass out after taking a single kick from him.

However, in Qin Chuan's eyes, the moves of this so-called Taekwondo Club president were as slow as a crawling turtle.

A few simple backward steps caused Wu Xuan's full-force attack to hit thin air.

"Not bad legwork. Did you learn it from your wife?"

Qin Chuan teased with a smile.

"Not good, but sure blabbering away nicely. Too bad your words can't save you today."

Wu Xuan, feeling emboldened after forcing Qin Chuan back, assumed it was a sign of fear.

The brave one wins when two forces clash.

In a match, once one party shows fear, it's the best time to beat them down.

Wu Xuan launched another wave of attacks, quickly closing in. Then, with his legs pressing into the ground, he leaped up, and his right foot swung down like a guillotine, aiming furiously at Qin Chuan.

This time, Qin Chuan didn't dodge. Instead, he executed the Bear Crouch from the Vajra Eight Forms of Baji Fist, legs apart and squatting down.

With a thud, Wu Xuan's right leg struck Qin Chuan's shoulder.

Such a chop could easily fracture an ordinary person's scapula.

But, to Wu Xuan's surprise, the force behind the kick was effortlessly deflected by Qin Chuan.

Immediately afterward, while Wu Xuan was still regaining his stance, Qin Chuan launched a Scouting Palm strike to his chest.

Another thud followed as Qin Chuan's palm sunk, and the force poured into Wu Xuan's chest.

In an instant, Wu Xuan staggered back three steps, feeling a constriction in his chest.

But before he could catch his breath, Qin Chuan advanced again, not giving Wu Xuan any chance.

Mountain Splitting Palm, Fuhu, Dragon Subduing...

A series of consecutive strikes, smooth and seamless.

"Good! The Dragon Subduing move embodies the spirit of a dragon, attacking with the speed of the wind!"

Master Gu below the stage slapped the table in approval, eyes filled with delight, "The use of elbows and wrists is seamless, palm strikes like an axe can move mountains!"

On stage, Qin Chuan seemed to be proving his words, moving like a swimming dragon, fists like thunder, leaving Wu Xuan defenseless.

"Heart Strike Elbow! Don't!"

Suddenly, Master Gu below shouted and charged onto the stage.

Heart Strike Elbow!

This is a deadly move in Baji Fist.

In a usual fight, executing this elbow could mean a sentence of at least three years and up to ten years.

Because the move is so lethal, it either kills or leaves one incapacitated.

Qin Chuan was still a student, and Wu Xuan had a strong background. Master Gu didn't want to see such a promising talent spend the rest of his life in prison.

As quick as a flash.

Although Master Gu reacted immediately, he was still a step behind.

Qin Chuan's Heart Strike Elbow, momentum built up, was like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released!

But then, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Qin Chuan's elbow abruptly halted less than a centimeter from Wu Xuan's nose.

The sharp momentum brushed Wu Xuan's face, causing his pupils to constrict involuntarily, as if sensing a whiff of death.

Beads of cold sweat, thick and dense, covered Wu Xuan's face.

At that moment, fear gripped him.

Just now, he seemed to behold his deceased great grandpa.

The entire scene fell silent.

"Mastery of control, reaching the level of consummate skill!"

Master Gu exhaled in relief, yet was filled with astonishment.

In the morning, during his exchange with Qin Chuan, he clearly felt Qin Chuan's Baji Fist was just at the elementary stage.

Yet, in just a few hours, he had comprehended control to the level of consummate skill.

Was it his guidance that worked, or was Qin Chuan truly blessed with extraordinary talent?

Master Gu pondered with a big question mark in his mind.

"Again! I haven't lost, I..." Wu Xuan, with bruises all over, was both angry and embarrassed.

Qin Chuan glanced at his state and shook his head disdainfully.

"Young Wu, don't push it. Chinese martial arts aren't as simple as you think. Even if you fight a hundred times, the result will be the same."

Master Gu stood on stage and spoke word by word, "You lost!"

His words triggered an uproar among the crowd.

In the entire venue, if anyone had the authority to declare the victor, it was none other than Master Gu.

If he said Wu Xuan lost, then he indeed lost.

But the problem was, Wu Xuan was the president of the Taekwondo Club, the face of the Taekwondo program at Jiang University.

For him to lose, it was preposterous, wasn't it?

Had Wu Xuan exhausted himself last night with a woman, to be this weak today?

The Taekwondo Club members were stunned.

Meanwhile, the members of the Martial Arts Club were equally flabbergasted.

Especially their president, Liang Jie.

The old Master Gu on stage heard this and was taken aback, "What did you say?"

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