Chapter 113: My Senior Martial Brother Liang is Invincible!

Clang!

The copper gong was deafening.

"We concede!"

Pang Qinghe's voice rolled out along with the harsh sound of the gong, reaching everyone's ears.

Yu Dun, Lu Gang, and Xu Zishuai on the side relaxed and leaned back against the pillars.

They had just thought Pang Qinghe couldn't afford to lose and intended to cause trouble.

The cheers inside the martial arts gym were overwhelming, while the disciples on Pang Qinghe's side looked gloomy.

They knew clearly that Kou Zhuang was their only chance for victory, and also their greatest chance.

It looked like they only lost one match, but in reality, they had already lost everything.

"Brother Shui is awesome!"

"My Senior Martial Brother Liang is invincible!"

Li Libo and Chen Jiechang rushed forward, handing over a new set of clothes, which Liang Qu draped over himself.

The other apprentices also surrounded Liang Qu, their mouths full of exclamations and praise.

In the end, it all boiled down to one sentence: Senior Martial Brother Liang is awesome!

"Amazing! Too amazing! A-Bin, A-Wei, did you see that? Did you see that?"

"Saw it, saw it, don't squeeze me, watch out for falling down."

Several young masters on the wall were dancing with excitement and almost fell off, but fortunately, the farmers who had helped them up earlier hadn't left and caught them in time.

Casually throwing down a silver bean, the young master in brocade clothes put away his folding fan: "I've decided, I'm going to learn martial arts too!"

"Didn't you hate dancing with knives and guns the most? You even find going for a spring outing tiring; can you endure this hardship?"

"How can that be the same? There's no fun in spring outings; practicing martial arts is far more impressive—every punch and kick is full of majesty!"

"That's right, it makes me itch with excitement too. Let's go sign up together. Let's try it first; fifty taels of silver isn't like we can't afford it."

It wasn't just the scholars; many people were moved.

This battle was truly hearty and refreshing, with constant reversals.

The big guy had been learning martial arts for half a year, six months, while Liang Qu had only been at it for five months, and the gap in physique was as vast as that between an adult and a child.

Unexpectedly, he not only won in the end, but won so cleanly and neatly.

From the beginning, using superb force-dissipation techniques to catch the punch, to using the Iron Bridge posture to forcefully suppress the opponent.

In the end, he attacked while defending, and the sturdy man was no match at all, kicked away like a ragdoll.

Winning against "strong" with "weak," and "big" with "small," it shocked people's eyes, and the impact was unparalleled.

Usually, one always heard others say how awesome and powerful martial artists were, but none had been as shocking as today.

Many people who had just arrived in Pingyang County didn't know how to choose, but now it was very clear: choose Yang's Martial Arts Gym.

Whether it was his own strength or the strength of his disciples, Master Yang was a cut above.

Choose him, choose him, you won't go wrong!

Pang Qinghe handed Kou Zhuang to Lan Tai on the side, bowed to the surrounding crowd to apologize, and finally faced Yang Dongxiong: "Master Yang's disciple has been learning for less than five months, yet he is a brilliant talent. Pang is convinced and admits defeat."

Yang Dongxiong was full of smiles: "Just luck. For the next two matches, shall we rest for a while, or continue?"

He knew Liang Qu had a natural martial bone and wouldn't fear the opponent, but he hadn't expected his martial arts to improve so quickly.

Sometimes, improving martial arts is even harder than improving strength; for a dull person, perhaps they wouldn't achieve anything in a year or two.

Liang Qu won cleanly and neatly, especially the initial clash of pure brute force, which was truly stunning and gave him a huge surprise.

"I am truly ashamed." Pang Qinghe bowed deeply. "Pang's skills are not refined, and I was shallow and arrogant. Now that I see Master Yang, I know there is always someone better, and a heaven beyond heaven. I have implicated my disciples, and I am truly ashamed."

He turned to the villagers and shouted: "Pang admits that Master Yang's strength is superb, his skills are several notches higher, and the disciples he teaches are like dragons and phoenixes among men. I admire him greatly. For the next two matches, Pang and his disciples will no longer embarrass ourselves and make a laughingstock of ourselves. Farewell!"

Having said that, Pang Qinghe left a three-hundred-tael silver note on the long table in front of Yang Dongxiong, stating it was compensation for repairing the arena, and then hurriedly left with his disciples.

Leaving behind the apprentices who were cheering even louder.

For a time, a large group of people surged into the entrance to sign up, and Xiang Zhangsong hurriedly spread out paper and pens to register them one by one.

On the road, Pang Qinghe rented a flatbed cart, spread out a mattress, and laid Kou Zhuang flat on it.

Kou Zhuang was too tall; whoever carried him would drag his feet on the ground, so it was better to find a cart to push him.

An apprentice was still fearful: "Master, Junior Martial Brother Kou's appearance just now was so scary, as if his blood vessels were about to burst. What was going on?"

Pang Qinghe sighed: "That was blood reflux caused by a rush of fire to the heart."

"Is there any danger?"

"At best, he suffers Qi deviation; at worst, his blood vessels burst and he dies. Fortunately, I interrupted it in time." Pang Qinghe patted Kou Zhuang's back.

"Why is that disciple surnamed Liang so fierce? He's only been learning martial arts for five months, and his realm should be about the same as Junior Martial Brother Kou's. Junior Martial Brother Kou has natural sturdy bones! Even I, at the Third Stage, don't have as much strength as him."

"If I'm not mistaken, that kid should have a natural martial bone."

"Martial bone!?"

The disciples were in an uproar.

The strength of a martial bone was renowned; no wonder his performance was so exaggerated.

"Hmm." Pang Qinghe nodded. "I've been learning martial arts for so many years, and I only saw one when I was young. I didn't expect that after thirty-some years, I would encounter another. Dazhuang didn't lose unjustly; it's just that our luck was too poor."

The original plan was so good: exchange and spar, win one and lose two, so Master Yang wouldn't lose face either.

In the end, he would use the excuse of repairing the arena to offer one thousand taels of silver, and the matter would end decently.

Everyone would be harmonious and make money, and his own gym could earn some reputation, saying he could win half a match under Master Yang's disciple.

Who knew it would develop like this.

A natural martial bone—people in the same realm simply couldn't defeat it, especially in the early stages.

Dazhuang's natural sturdy bones, in the end, were just fake martial bones; they couldn't compare to a true martial bone.

"Then Master, what should we do? Are we still opening the gym?"

"Open, of course we have to open. If we don't open the gym, where will our income come from? The location is already chosen."

"Then isn't our current situation very awkward?"

"Good wine doesn't fear a deep alley; take it slow, there will always be a way. Alright, don't think so much, let's go. Everyone is tired today; let's go back and give Dazhuang some medicine. When he wakes up, Master will take you to eat something good!"

"Yay!"

Yang's Martial Arts Gym.

The entire arena was unusable; the originally neat and compacted yellow mud ground was full of pits and holes.

Yang Dongxiong simply gave all the apprentices a five-day holiday, which wouldn't count toward their term.

"Liang Qu, you contributed greatly. This one hundred taels is a reward for you; I'll keep the remaining two hundred to expand the gym." Yang Dongxiong took two ingots of precious silver from his sleeve, a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Master!"

Liang Qu took them with both hands and happily tucked away the two ingots.

Making money after becoming a martial artist is really easy, especially when following a big shot; there are opportunities everywhere.

Even for the Pinyin method, without Master Yang's arrangement, he wouldn't have been able to enter the academy to study.

Today's challenge was the same; if he weren't Master Yang's disciple, would such an opportunity have fallen to him?

Many times, it's not that people lack talent, but that they lack a platform to display it.

"Hmm, there are so many people at the door; go help out. I'm going back first."

"Take care, Master."

"Junior Martial Brother, I'm leaving too."

"Alright, Senior Martial Brother."

Inside the gym, only Liang Qu and Xiang Zhangsong remained at the entrance to recruit students and register information, while Hu Qi took people to tour the gym environment.

Smelling the lingering fragrance in the air, Liang Qu, who was organizing the papers, was very puzzled: "Why are there so many female apprentices? Do they have money to burn?"

It's not easy for women to learn martial arts; before reaching the Galloping Horse realm, their blood Qi is weaker compared to male martial artists, which is a huge disadvantage.

Just look at his eight senior martial brothers and you'll know; there's only one Fifth Senior Sister.

Xiang Zhangsong chuckled: "Isn't it because of you?"

"Me?"

"Just now when you were sparring in the arena, your physique was so upright; you didn't hear how loudly many female apprentices were cheering."

"Ah?"

"Ah what ah." Xiang Zhangsong nudged Liang Qu with his elbow. "Tell me quickly, why is your physique so good? The lines are too smooth."

"I don't know. I haven't deliberately practiced it. Maybe it's because I often go swimming? Senior Martial Brother Xiang, you know, I'm a fisherman by background."

"Swimming has this effect?"

"Yes, Senior Martial Brother Xiang can try it."

"Talk about it next time, talk about it next time. After registering today, I'm going to start breaking the barrier this afternoon. My blood Qi is full! I've even booked a private room at Langyun Tower for tonight!"

"That sounds great; I'll skip lunch."

"That's not necessary, Junior Martial Brother." ===== CHAPTER 114 =====