Chapter 107: Establishing a Sect

Hiss.

The arena cracked and crumbled, a massive booming sound echoing out; countless spectators on and off the stage, regardless of their status or level of martial arts, all gasped in unison.

Because anyone could see that under this second punch, Wu Yixian had fallen into an absolute disadvantage, only a distance of one zhang away from falling off the arena.

That was the anchor of the Jinjin Martial Arts Association, a Martial Arts Grandmaster renowned throughout the world!

That even such an existence found it so strenuous to take two punches from Lu Yuan undoubtedly caused the perceptions of the vast majority of Jinjin people to collapse!

And in the midst of this silence, where the entire venue was hushed and everyone's heart was tightly gripped.

Wu Yixian on the stage also took a slight breath, shaking his hands without caring at all about his image:

"Such Godly Strength is truly unparalleled in the world. Even this old man found it extremely strenuous to take, and nearly failed to receive it. I wonder, little friend, did you use your full strength in this punch?"

Lu Yuan nodded: "That is correct, I have basically used my full strength."

"Good, good, good! It seems these old bones of mine are not yet rusted!"

Wu Yixian laughed heartily, stepped forward two paces, and set his stance once again:

"Come, little friend. For this final punch, let us decide the victor!"

However, this time, Lu Yuan smiled and shook his head:

"There is no need. I already used my full strength in the second punch just now. The third punch will naturally not be difficult for Senior Wu to receive. I have lost this arena match."

Whoosh—

Hearing Lu Yuan admit defeat with their own ears, the crowd below immediately looked at one another, then erupted into an unbelievable buzz of discussion:

"What is going on? He was clearly holding the upper hand, why did he admit defeat?"

"Didn't you hear him say it? He used his full strength on the second punch but it was received by the Martial Arts Grandmaster, so there's no need to fight the third!"

"But he didn't even try it, who knows what the final result would be? I think the Martial Arts Grandmaster also found the second punch a bit strenuous to take, perhaps the third punch..."

"Talk nonsense! What kind of person is the Martial Arts Grandmaster? How could he fail to take three punches?"

Including Wu Yixian on the stage, he frowned upon hearing this:

"The third punch has not yet been thrown, how does little friend know the result? You are so modest, could it be you have some misgivings? You can rest assured, if you lose, it is because this old man's skills are not refined enough. Whoever in the Martial Arts Association dares to trouble you is going against this old man!"

Lu Yuan continued to shake his head:

"Senior has misunderstood. I have no misgivings, I simply have self-knowledge. With Senior's ability, taking my three punches is a certainty; I truly felt there was no need to do something redundant."

He was indeed not being modest to the other party.

Just now, for the second punch, he had already used over ninety percent of the power of 【Earthly Fiend-Great Strength】. The force of a single punch was enough to make any Martial Arts Master who took it head-on have their flesh and blood burst and die.

However, Wu Yixian, this True Martial Grandmaster who had cultivated True Qi, had both cultivation and technique far exceeding ordinary Martial Arts Masters. Whether it was the palm technique the other party used or the dual effect of the so-called True Qi, the power of his punch was strangely diverted and dispersed, leading to an incomplete result.

Like this arena that was split in two, the main cause was the force of his punch being deflected and poured out.

He also confirmed through this that the so-called Martial Arts True Qi was clearly different from the True Qi he cultivated through Refining Essence into Qi; they were not the same thing.

After all, he had only mastered 【Earthly Fiend-Great Strength】 for a few days, and Wu Yixian, as a top Martial Arts Grandmaster of the current age, naturally had his own brilliant methods that could not be underestimated. Therefore, even if he threw the third punch, the result would not change much. It was better to give the other party and the Martial Arts Association some face, paving the way for his subsequent plans.

However, seeing that Lu Yuan had absolutely no intention of throwing the third punch, Wu Yixian felt both regretful and helpless:

"What a pity. This old man was still looking forward to little friend's third punch, and I did not have complete confidence in being able to take it. In that case, wouldn't I have taken a great advantage?"

"Senior is a Martial Arts Grandmaster, the anchor of the Jinjin Martial Arts Association, whose prestige shakes all directions. How could there be any talk of taking advantage?"

Flattery is a two-way street; Lu Yuan cupped his hands and smiled:

"It is the junior who is fortunate to have met the Martial Arts Grandmaster on the arena today. I wonder if I might boldly ask Senior for a favor?"

Wu Yixian immediately became interested:

"A peerless talent like little friend, what favor could you need this old man to help with? Just speak, this old man will certainly assist with all my strength."

Lu Yuan said leisurely:

"This junior has just arrived in Jinjin and wishes to establish a sect, set up a martial arts hall, and promote what I have learned. The reason I set up this arena was also for this purpose. However, I heard that to open a hall in Jinjin, one needs the consent of the Martial Arts Association. I wonder...?"

Establish, establish a sect?

My good man, you should have said so earlier! Was there any need to make such a big scene?

Hearing these words, the crowd below was in an uproar again, while the various experts and masters of the Martial Arts Association looked at each other in dismay.

Lin Xingchao and the others also never expected that Lu Yuan had this purpose, and they all showed expressions of surprise.

After all, Lu Yuan was a disciple of Li Junxian and also a successor of the Shenquan Sect. Could it be that he wanted to restore the Shenquan Sect by establishing a sect?

On the stage, Wu Yixian was slightly stunned, then laughed heartily:

"So it is this matter? Although little friend is young, you possess shocking Godly Strength, and your Sword Technique is also earth-shattering and god-weeping. Your strength is comparable to any Martial Arts Grandmaster. Your willingness to establish a sect and create a martial arts hall in Jinjin is only right and proper, and it is also the honor of our Martial Arts Association and even the people of Jinjin!"

"Rest assured, this matter will be handed over entirely to the Martial Arts Association. Whether it is the selection of the venue, expansion, or handling all aspects, it will definitely be done properly for you. You won't need to worry about a thing!"

Lu Yuan smiled and cupped his hands: "That could not be better. Many thanks, Martial Arts Grandmaster. This junior is deeply grateful."

Establishing a martial arts hall was already in his plans.

It was the same old saying.

Although there were very few existences in the world today that could threaten him, if he wanted to change the world, reshape the universe, and maximize the acquisition of Qi Luck, relying solely on slaughter would never work; he also needed suitable talent and a foundation.

And becoming famous and establishing a sect was the first step in creating his foundation.

"A mere trifle, not worth mentioning."

The more Wu Yixian looked at Lu Yuan, the more amazed he felt, and he invited him:

"This is not a place to talk. This old man feels like an old friend with little friend at first sight. May I invite you to be a guest at our Martial Arts Association, and incidentally chat about your requirements for opening the martial arts hall, so it is convenient to make arrangements?"

Lu Yuan nodded: "I would not dare to refuse."

And so.

He and Wu Yixian both walked off the arena.

Amidst the vast buzzing and uproar, the Prefectural Assistant Liu Guobai hurriedly greeted them:

"Mr. Lu, Martial Arts Grandmaster, are you leaving already?"

Wu Yixian looked at him: "What is it, Prefectural Assistant Liu, do you have more business?"

Lu Yuan had forcefully defeated the powers of the three nations, and even the unexpected appearance of Wu Yixian did not affect the achievement of his original goal at all; Liu Guobai hurriedly apologized with a smile:

"No other business, it is just that the Governor has raised one hundred thousand Silver Yuan from the treasury as prize money for this arena; since Mr. Lu just conceded on the stage, this prize money should naturally belong to you, Martial Titan, and I will later..."

"No need."

Wu Yixian waved his hand and said:

"The treasury is in deficit; just donate this prize money to the schools, or keep it for expanding factories or disaster relief. Please send me the records of where every sum of money goes when the time comes, and do not let some parasites embezzle it."

Normally, if someone said such overstepping words, Liu Guobai would naturally scoff or even fly into a rage, but facing Wu Yixian, he was exceptionally polite and respectful:

"Rest assured, I will personally supervise this prize money and send the accounts to you when the time comes."

"Good."

Wu Yixian nodded, then looked at Lu Yuan, smiling:

"Young friend, please."

"Please!"

Lu Yuan responded, and then the two walked side by side, heading toward the outside of the square along the path cordoned off by the soldiers under the gaze of the masses.

During this process, the crowd of tens of thousands, or even nearly one hundred thousand, was completely boiling and surging; people scrambled and squeezed forward desperately, wanting to get close or even catch a glimpse of the true faces of Lu Yuan and Wu Yixian.

"Mr. Lu, where do you plan to open your martial arts school? I want to become your apprentice!"

"Stay to the side, Mr. Lu, take me instead! I have no father or mother, and I am willing to be your beast of burden and care for you in your old age!"

"Damn, where did this brainless idiot come from!"

"Mr. Lu, what do you plan to name your martial arts school?"

The clamorous shouts soared straight into the clouds; in such a heated scene, the soldiers were pushed until they were swaying and completely scattered, and it was only when hundreds of elders, experts, and disciples from the Martial Arts Association hurried to follow and guard them, using all their strength to separate the surging crowd, that they escorted Lu Yuan and Wu Yixian away from Haihe Square.

(End of this chapter)