"Sparring?"
"Are you sure."
Listening to Jūyano Ichiō's words, Ye Xuan was stunned, looking at the Fusang man on the stage with suspicion. So many people were rushing to their death these days.
"Of course!"
Jūyano Ichiō had not met an opponent on his way, and his confidence was bursting. "As long as you can defeat me, I, Jūyano Ichiō, will follow your lead from now on."
Seeing Ye Xuan agree, Jūyano Ichiō's lips curved into a triumphant arc. Little did he know that his life would be ended by his own hand in this manner.
"Following your lead is not necessary."
"However..."
Thinking of Jūyano Ichiō's earlier boasts, "If you want to witness the martial arts of our great China, I will spar with you today."
Luo Tianyi, "Uh..."
"Ye Xuan, you..."
Before Luo Tianyi could finish speaking, Ye Xuan had already stepped onto the stage. At this very moment, Ye Pengfei and Chen Xiaowan, along with San Bao, had just returned from their morning stroll.
"Old Ye, look, isn't that our son!?"
Chen Xiaowan saw the young man in the ring, who else could it be but her son. "He is... going to spar with that Fusang karate master who has been promoting himself for days."
"That Fusang karate master is said to be very heavy-handed."
Ye Pengfei said with a slight frown, and Chen Xiaowan's brow was also faintly worried.
"Kid, relax."
"I will hold back."
Jūyano Ichirō said this, but secretly he was brewing his full power, because he wanted to become famous, yes, he wanted to make his name known.
"Watch out!"
Ready, Jūyano Ichirō couldn't wait to make his move, because he was eager to knock down that guy with one punch, thus showcasing his strength.
That's right!
Ideally, a one-hit KO!!
This would maximize the impact and improve the publicity effect.
Hiss~
At this moment, Jūyano Ichirō's speed was unprecedentedly fast, making Feng Chen, who was beside Luo Tianyi,'s eyelids twitch slightly. It turned out that the Fusang master had not shown his strongest power just now.
A whistling sound approached, getting closer and closer.
In an instant, Jūyano Ichirō was in front of Ye Xuan. In his mind, he had already pictured Ye Xuan being KO'd by him, and then his name, Jūyano Ichiō, spreading throughout Yangcheng.
However, just as Jūyano Ichiō was indulging in his fantasy, Feng Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Ye Xuan on the stage in disbelief. "This is... Tai Chi Push Hands!!"
Bang~~
With a single Tai Chi Push Hands move, Jūyano Ichiō, who had attacked fiercely, was directly pushed away by Ye Xuan. Feng Chen estimated that the Tai Chi Push Hands Ye Xuan used was at least ten times stronger than his own.
In an instant, Jūyano Ichiō broke through the ring railings and, without losing speed, flew backward like a cannonball. Finally, with a bang, he crashed into the front of a truck, completely shattering its front, and the steel front was dented with a large pit.
The force was evident!
With a 'poof'!
The moment Jūyano Ichiō hit the truck's front, he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. More importantly, this truck was seven or eight meters away from the stage, and he had smashed the truck's front into smithereens, which further illustrated the point.
Moreover, the Tai Chi Push Hands move Ye Xuan used was too familiar to them, because they had practiced it more than once in school, but they had never mastered it, hence their inferior results.
Blood splattered, and Jūyano Ichiō's face turned as pale as paper. His disbelieving eyes stared at the figure standing on the opposite stage, his gaze fixed on Ye Xuan.
Gulp~
As expected, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"My heavens, Ye family's kid, he's not ordinary!"
"Indeed, if not for Ye family's kid today, I'm afraid this Fusang master would have become even more arrogant."
The surrounding crowd chattered, especially the residents of Wei Lan community, whose excitement and exhilaration were unconcealed. It was as if the one who defeated the Fusang master Jūyano Ichirō in one move was not Ye Xuan, but themselves.
Even Ye Pengfei and his wife were staring blankly at the scene.
"My dear, Xiaowan, is this... our son???"
Ye Pengfei stared at the scene, dumbfounded and astonished, his eyes wide open, completely unable to believe what he was seeing. The scene had had too great an impact on him.
"Cough cough... should be, right."
Chen Xiaowan coughed lightly, smacked her lips, and stared blankly at the scene, with a hint of doubt in her voice. Even the three adorable babies in the stroller were blinking their big eyes, looking at the scene as if they knew their dad was scolding a big bad guy.
"My god!"
Feng Chen's eyes were wide open, staring fixedly at the figure on the stage, his heart churning with immense waves. "Amazing!"
"So... the Tai Chi Push Hands of our own Tai Chi sect is this powerful. With such strength, it's probably even stronger than his father. What a master!!"
He swallowed hard, Feng Chen's eyes filled with excited fervor. He had to seize this heaven-sent opportunity. If he could learn even a single move, it would benefit him for life. In an instant, Feng Chen had an idea, and a knowing smile curved his lips.