Chapter 759: When Will You Become the World's Number One?

The late summer sun was still blindingly hot, spilling through the glass doors onto the leather floor of the combat club.

Junko sat on her knees to one side, with a bamboo sword placed on her right side.

As a descendant of a kendo family, every time her grandfather sparred with others in the past, she would sit on her knees to the side and watch the battle.

However, that was a long time ago. In recent years, she had put most of her energy into her idol career. Although she hadn't abandoned kendo, she hadn't practiced much either.

Putting a sword out for show this time was actually just to support Quan-chan's scene.

It was said that this time the opponent was an expert from a family in Jingcheng, and their martial arts must be very remarkable. Besides Quan-chan, she was the best fighter on their side.

In order to build up the momentum, she had also dug out the bamboo sword she hadn't touched for a long time.

Although the possibility of it coming in handy wasn't very high.

"Your grandfather sent me a message earlier, asking you to go back to Tokyo to take a look when you have time; your parents miss you very much."

Luo Quan was sitting on a chair to the side, crossing her legs, her expression very calm.

Compared to Junko's worried little face, one who didn't know would think it was she who was going to take the stage later, not Luo Quan.

"Didn't I just go back in March?" Junko was stunned. Last time she went back to report her achievements from last year to her grandfather, she was praised for a long time and told to work hard, not to worry about them, and to definitely make a name for herself.

How could they miss her again after only a few months?

They clearly had video calls every week.

Luo Quan shook her head: "I don't know about that, in short, it's never wrong to listen to elders."

"Luo Bao, are you sure about this time? Why do I see that doctors and nurses are here too?"

Wen Xia asked her friend nervously. She saw four medical personnel in white coats walking in from the back door, carrying a large pile of emergency medical equipment, including a defibrillator, a portable pacemaker, and a stretcher.

With this posture, one of the two people today must be carried out lying down.

Luo Quan patted Wen Xia's shoulder gently: "It's highly likely it won't be needed, but it's better to be prepared."

Just as they were talking, the door was pushed open.

Two men and one woman walked in.

Luo Quan still had some impression of the woman; it was Wang Xiu, the boss of Bright Sun artists, whom she had met at the Weibo Night. Today, she came wearing makeup as heavy as the last time.

The other two men were both wearing Zhongshan suits.

One was short and fat, looking like there was nothing wrong, but his footsteps were floating and his breath was short; one look and you could tell he was often indulging in pleasure, and it was only a matter of time before his body entered a state of decline.

And the other one was not simple at all.

He was about 1.7 meters tall, slightly shorter than Luo Quan.

But his physique was lean, his left and right temples were bulging high, his face was angular, his eyes were full of sharpness, the backs of his two long hands were covered with dark, thick calluses, and every step he took left a shallow mark on the floor.

This was an expert!

Before this, the only expert Luo Quan had ever met was Junko's grandfather.

At that time, the two of them had even sparred because of Junko being an idol, and it seemed to be a draw.

But later, after her strength improved by leaps and bounds, she realized how much Junko's grandfather had held back at that time.

It was a pity that she didn't have the opportunity to spar with this Japanese sword saint again later, otherwise Luo Quan would have a clearer understanding of the peak of human combat power.

And the one in front of her looked much younger than Junko's grandfather, definitely under forty.

But his momentum was already not inferior to the old predecessor Yagyu.

Moreover, fists fear the young and strong; this young man didn't carry any weapons, clearly specializing in fist and foot kung fu, and this age group was definitely the peak moment of combat power.

Luo Quan stood up, tied her thick hair behind her into a golden ponytail with a rubber band, and then kicked the chair under her toward the wall with a light kick, and it stopped steadily when the back of the chair was one millimeter away from the wall.

A simple kick made the young man's pupils shrink.

Before coming, he only knew that this Luo Quan had more strength than many weightlifters, but he didn't expect her grasp of force to be so exquisite.

This was almost reaching the realm of perfection!

"Li Shan!"

The young man stopped ten meters away from Luo Quan and bowed to pay his respects.

Generally speaking, one would report which sect they were from before sparring, but he didn't say it here, probably because he didn't have one or didn't want others to know.

"Luo Quan."

Luo Quan followed suit and returned the gesture.

"I think there's really no need to develop to this step, after all, we have no grudges in the past and no enmity in the recent days."

The other short and fat middle-aged man spoke, and Luo Quan immediately recognized him as the boss of the Bright Sun artists' boss from last night.

"Yes, yes, this fighting and killing, it's not good no matter which side gets hurt." Wang Xiu also nodded in agreement quickly.

"Not fighting is fine, then let Hao Liu post an apology immediately." This was Luo Quan's consistent request.

She really had no grudge against Bright Sun artists, just simply wanted to seek justice for that disabled girl.

When these words were said, everyone knew there was no room for maneuver.

The middle-aged man and Wang Xiu retreated to the wall, and the people on Luo Quan's side also retreated more than ten meters.

"What are the rules?"

After retiring, Li Shan had been living in the Zhao family and had received many favors from them.

For so many years, he had rarely fought for real, but he had never let his kung fu drop for a moment.

Although he had heard that Luo Quan was very powerful, he didn't think he would lose.

After all, there weren't even two handfuls of people in the entire capital who were better than him, and there wasn't a single woman among them.

"Let's stop when we hit the point."

Luo Quan said a conservative rule, after all, it was just a spar, and if she really caused a problem, she would have to face a lawsuit.

In fact, saying "stop when we hit the point," the Zhao family must have told Li Shan that he was only allowed to win and not lose, and if they really fought, they might not be able to hold back.

"Okay."

Li Shan took a light breath, and then his left foot kicked hard, and his body flew toward Luo Quan.

The distance of ten meters was swept across in an instant.

Luo Quan frowned, only feeling a gust of wind coming toward her face; it was Li Shan's fan-sized palm smashing down from top to bottom.

A typical Tongbei whip, Luo Quan estimated that if this hit solidly, a normal person's bones would probably crack directly.

The enemy's awareness was higher than she imagined; if you show mercy, you don't make a move, and if you make a move, you don't show mercy.

"Since that's the case..."

Luo Quan pursed her lips, sank her shoulders, and went straight into Li Shan's arms, using the Iron Mountain Lean from Baji Quan.

All the male fans in the world probably longed for the day they could hug Luo Quan.

But if it was this form of Luo Quan running toward them, it probably wouldn't be a good thing.

Even though Li Shan had reacted and blocked in front of his chest with his arms in time, he still felt as if he had been hit by a galloping rhinoceros.

Retreating several steps with messy footsteps, Li Shan's face flushed red like a lantern on New Year's Eve, and a series of coughs sounded like firecrackers.

"If you have real skills, bring them all out, otherwise you will lose very miserably."

Luo Quan's eyes were full of excitement. Since her combat power soared, she hadn't displayed her skills as unscrupulously as she did today.

Today, she finally found a punching bag that wasn't so easy to break.

"Mr. Li."

The middle-aged man from the Zhao family shouted at him with concern.

"It's fine." Li Shan raised his hand to signal he was okay.

"I was careless, I didn't expect a girl to be able to practice Baji Quan to this realm." Li Shan took a few deep breaths to calm the surging blood, and his face returned to normal.

If he wasn't mistaken, Luo Quan should also be a transcendent.

This kind of force couldn't be obtained by any talent or training, and besides, she was so young.

"Don't underestimate women; women can hold up half the sky." Luo Quan extended her right hand forward; this stance was exactly the "asking hand" from Wing Chun.

If she were to add "Wing Chun Luo Quan," it would be exactly like something out of a movie.

A martial art created by a woman is naturally best suited for a woman to use.

Seeing Luo Quan take this stance, Li Shan also began to feel a headache.

Compared to the fierce and aggressive Baji Quan, a style like Wing Chun, which is relatively more subtle, is actually even harder to deal with.

Especially under the circumstances where Luo Quan possesses such freakish strength.

It seems that today, she will have to bring out her real skills.

Li Shan furrowed his brow, his expression very solemn; he clenched his large palms into fists and charged at Luo Quan once again.

This time, his movement was as swift as a nimble snake; his shadow flashed across the sunlight on the ground, almost impossible to capture.

However, all of this was seen by Luo Quan, including his two arms swinging like an electric fan.

The speed and power of the Tongbei Quan were displayed to the fullest by Li Shan; every time an arm swung down, it would compress the air, emitting a muffled "whoosh" sound.

Unfortunately, every strike remained at an unreachable distance from Luo Quan.

Her powerful dynamic vision caused Li Shan's movements, which were so fast they created afterimages, to be slowed down several times over in her eyes.

It was just like the "bullet time" in *The Matrix*; everything within her line of sight turned into slow motion, allowing her to respond with composure.

Li Shan's attacks were indeed fast and ruthless; if he encountered an ordinary strong man, even fifteen or sixteen of them attacking together would not be able to defeat him.

Unfortunately, her opponent was herself.

"Watch out!"

After neutralizing more than twenty of Li Shan's Tongbei whip strikes, Luo Quan spoke softly, and the circumference of her right arm suddenly bulged significantly.

If she weren't wearing long sleeves, everyone would have been able to see the sharp, defined muscles of Luo Quan's entire right arm.

Just like a spring, her right fist accelerated and struck out within an extremely short space.

Fortunately, thanks to that warning and Li Shan's keen intuition, he managed to retract his force and block in time, preventing his chest from taking Luo Quan's inch-punch head-on.

However, even with both palms stacked in front of him, and Li Shan using all his strength to dissipate the force, it was still to no avail.

It is said that Wing Chun is famous for its subtlety and softness, but what it is most famous for is its extremely fierce inch-punch.

It is said that one doesn't need to swing the arm; with just a lift of the elbow, one can shatter bricks and wood; the force-generation cycle is very short, yet the power is immense.

Li Shan did not know much about Wing Chun; he only knew that the inch-punch was powerful, but he did not know just how powerful.

But after his body bent like a cooked shrimp and he flew backward several meters with his back arched, he finally knew.

After landing, Li Shan took several more steps before barely stabilizing his stance; his legs trembled for a while, but in the end, he couldn't hold on and knelt to the ground.

Having taken this punch, his body was truly in agony; his internal organs felt as if they were boiling, a sign that he had suffered internal injuries.

It was fortunate that Luo Quan had warned him; otherwise, it wouldn't have been as simple as just kneeling down.

"Doctor!"

Seeing that the outcome was decided, Luo Quan immediately called for the doctor nearby to prepare for treatment, but was stopped by Li Shan raising his hand.

"No need, it hasn't reached the point where a doctor is required, and Western medicine cannot treat internal injuries."

Li Shan recovered for a long time before finally standing up shakily; the look in his eyes as he watched Luo Quan was filled with complex emotions: "Truly, the younger generation is to be feared. Not only do you have the bearing of a grandmaster in Baji Quan, but your Wing Chun is also not inferior; you are truly a martial arts genius rarely seen in a century."

"Thanks for the compliment; actually, I just have great strength and fast speed," Luo Quan said with a chuckle, being modest.

However, there was nothing wrong with her saying that; after all, in the world of martial arts, all techniques can be broken, except for speed.

With enough strength and speed, even swinging wild, unrefined punches can defeat experts.

And these martial arts simply maximized her advantages in strength and speed.

"By the way, in your circle, what level is your strength considered?"

After the fight, Luo Quan asked about the one thing she cared about most.

"Before, it was top ten, but in a while, it will be hard to say," Li Shan replied with a bitter expression, then began to cough violently again.

"How so?" Luo Quan felt she was about to get the answer she wanted, but Li Shan's reply made her face darken.

"Confidential; I'm not allowed to tell outsiders."

"Outsiders?" Luo Quan widened her eyes. "What does that mean? Am I not Chinese?"

"That's not what I mean; the 'outsider' I'm talking about has another meaning... in short, I can't say." Li Shan kept his mouth shut, refusing to reveal a single piece of useful information.

Facing this situation, Luo Quan certainly couldn't resort to torture and interrogation, so she just waved her hand: "Forget it, forget it, go tend to your injuries."

Having said that, she turned her head to look at the short, chubby middle-aged man on the side: "Your surname?"

"No need for formalities, Zhao Liqiang," the middle-aged man replied with a very poor expression.

He never expected that Mr. Li would actually lose, and lose so miserably—he was completely crushed. This Luo Quan was simply ridiculously strong; it turned out that the so-called "strongest female fighter" wasn't just fans bragging, but actually true!

"You know what to do next, right? Have Hao Liu, as well as her parents, offer a sincere apology to that girl, and then make it public.

Once that's done, our business will be wiped clean."

Zhao Liqiang did not speak; his forehead was already covered in beads of sweat.

Luo Quan raised an eyebrow: "What, is this request very difficult? Or do you plan to renege after losing?"

"I cannot make the decision on this matter; I need to go back and discuss it."

"Then go back and discuss it, but it would be best to have a result by tomorrow."

Luo Quan did not say any threatening words; she simply ran to the sandbag nearby and performed a high-lifting side kick.

Chunzi's eyes lit up; this was a classic move in Karate.

Then, with a loud "bang," the sandbag, which was as thick as a person's embrace, was kicked into two pieces, and sand sprayed out more than ten meters away.

Seeing this scene, Li Shan swallowed hard with difficulty; so this was her full strength!