"A martial artist, are you?" Wu Tian revealed a hint of disdain. "Apologies, but what you call martial artists are merely self-indulgent. In my eyes, martial artists amount to nothing."
"What did you say!" Wu Tian's words were utterly arrogant.
In an instant, not only Ma Baocheng but also the other martial artists wore expressions of fury.
A burly man said in a gruff voice, "Brother Ma, you should step aside. Let me teach him a lesson!"
"This kid is too presumptuous. If we don't teach him a lesson today, he truly won't know how to spell respect!"
As the burly man spoke, the emotions of the other martial artists were thoroughly ignited.
They voiced their indignation, each one eager to roll up their sleeves and settle the score with Wu Tian.
Zhou Zhenyu, of course, was very pleased to see this scene unfold.
His sneering expression intensified, as if he could already see Wu Tian defeated.
Ma Baocheng loudly declared, "Don't you dare try to snatch this from me, let me handle it!"
"This kid dared to insult us, and I'm the first to disagree. Today, I will let him taste the power of my Lightning Five Consecutive Strikes!"
With that, Ma Baocheng let out a great roar, using both hands and feet. His hands drew sharp lines in the air, and then he charged towards Wu Tian.
The so-called Lightning Five Consecutive Strikes did not actually involve lightning, but rather a style of hand strikes.
Ma Baocheng was indeed a capable individual. His footwork, relying on the essence of Tai Chi, appeared unpredictable and mysterious.
His hand strikes were also quite masterful; ordinary martial artists would find it difficult to counter.
However, in Wu Tian's eyes, his movements were riddled with flaws.
Using Wing Chun techniques, Wu Tian continuously blocked his hand strikes. With each parry and counter, he managed to fend off the Lightning Five Consecutive Strikes.
The other martial artists, witnessing this, could not help but show expressions of astonishment.
"How can this kid's Wing Chun be so formidable? Even Ye Shanhe of the Wing Chun school doesn't possess such skill!"
"From his movements, I can actually see the shadow of Grandmaster Ip Man!"
"But how is this possible? He's just a junior, how could he have cultivated Wing Chun to this level!"
The crowd murmured amongst themselves, while Ma Baocheng's heart burned with rage.
He hadn't expected Wu Tian's defense to be so solid, it could only be described as impenetrable.
No matter how swift his attacks were, he couldn't break through Wu Tian's defense.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Kid, are you only capable of defending? Your Wing Chun is truly a woman's art; only women would dodge and weave like you!"
Wu Tian calmly replied, "The reason I don't attack you is because I fear you wouldn't be able to take it."
"Otherwise, you would have already lost."
Ma Baocheng burst into laughter, his laughter filled with a sinister tone. "That's just wonderful. You, wanting to inflict any harm on me? I think you're living in a dream!"
He provocatively said, "Don't hold back, show me whatever skill you have. With your soft, flabby fists, I..."
*Bang!*
Before Ma Baocheng could finish his sentence, Wu Tian unleashed a straight punch, striking him fiercely in the face.
"Whoa!" Ma Baocheng cried out, then flew backward directly.
He slid several meters on the ground before managing to stop himself.
Wu Tian calmly stated, "Everyone, watch closely. He's the one who asked me to hit him. This is the first time I've heard such a perverted request."
"Master Ma! How are you! Are you alright!" Seeing this, everyone's expressions changed dramatically, and they rushed to help Ma Baocheng up.
Ma Baocheng pushed them aside and staggered to his feet.
Simultaneously, red blood flowed from his nostrils.
Ma Baocheng was both shocked and enraged. He wiped his nose and exclaimed, "How is this possible? Just taking one punch, and I'm injured like this? This shouldn't be happening!"
He roared at Wu Tian, "Kid! I've definitely made an enemy of you today!"
"No matter what, I must beat you soundly today!"
Wu Tian coldly replied, "You should focus on yourself first."
Ma Baocheng was stunned for a moment, then felt a strong sense of dizziness surge into his brain, making him unsteady.
He quickly circulated his internal energy, trying to suppress this feeling of haziness.
But the more he tried, the more pronounced the dizziness became.
His vision blurred, and then he tilted forward, collapsing directly!
"Master Ma! Master Ma!"
Everyone was greatly alarmed, shouting frantically, but they couldn't wake Ma Baocheng.
"Kid!" someone among the martial artists shouted at Wu Tian, "What have you done!"
Wu Tian calmly replied, "I only threw one punch. He's too frail to withstand it, you can't blame me for that, can you?"
The martial artists became even more enraged, their eyes seeming ready to spew fire.
The burly man from before walked up to Wu Tian. He was half a head taller than Wu Tian, so he looked down at him.
He said to Wu Tian, "Kid, I believe now that you could defeat Yuan Xin, but so what? You've shown us no respect."
Wu Tian calmly retorted, "Weren't you all planning to deal with me together? Why should I show you respect? Should I just offer myself up for you to hit?"
The burly man said, "I don't want to waste words with you, but your actions have thoroughly angered me, so I won't let you off."
"Do you think you're something special just because you beat Yuan Xin? Let me tell you, Yuan Xin is also no match for me."
"Our Overlord Fist Gang's Overlord Fist is proclaimed the number one fist under heaven. Your Wing Chun, a technique used by women, can never be my match!"
"Overlord Fist, is it?" Wu Tian smiled. "I hear it's a supremely strong and fierce fist technique, right?"
"But rumors are just rumors. Who knows if your so-called Overlord Fist is just fancy footwork?"
The burly man's mouth twitched slightly in anger. "Good kid, you dare to insult our Overlord Fist Gang!"
"Then today, I shall properly challenge you and see what exquisite points your Wing Chun possesses!"
As his voice fell, the burly man stomped his right foot, and a powerful aura immediately burst forth, causing many to nearly lose their footing.
Following that, he let out a fierce roar, clenched his right elbow into a fist, and violently slammed it towards Wu Tian!
This so-called Overlord Fist was indeed worthy of its name!
The momentum of this punch was incredibly fierce, even causing a deep, resonant sound to explode in the air.
Wu Tian's hair was ruffled by the wind of the punch, but he didn't even blink. He then retaliated with a punch of his own!