Chapter 7: Accept Defeat

Luo Xiu smiled, satisfied with the effect of his second punch.

A martial artist at the sixth level of physical training can leave a shallow mark on the black stone tablet, but to achieve this effect, at least the seventh level of physical training can do it.

This shows that his strength is comparable to that of the seventh level of physical training.

"Boy, what's the point of showing off your martial arts here? If you have the ability, try to use your martial arts."

Zhao Liang frowned and shouted, thinking that Luo Xiu's behavior was undoubtedly stealing his limelight.

"Why should I listen to you?" Luo Xiu glanced at him indifferently.

"Humph, you dare not try, which proves that you don't have the ability. Since you don't have the ability, don't embarrass yourself here." Zhao Liang said very strongly.

"That's right, that's right, I don't know where I learned a powerful martial arts, what's there to show off?"

"Martial arts do not represent strength. Some people have some ability, but they don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, and they show off everywhere. It's really disgusting."

Many other people nearby also echoed and looked down on Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu laughed in silence, and was speechless about the logic of the martial arts students.

"Boy, what are you laughing at?" Zhao Liang snorted.

"I'm laughing at you guys who are self-righteous and arrogant. You laugh at others when you have no ability." Luo Xiu said disdainfully.

"How dare you! Who are you saying is incompetent?" Zhao Liang's face turned cold, especially the disdain in Luo Xiu's eyes, which made him even more angry. The aura of the sixth level of body refining made some people nearby feel depressed.

"Who I'm talking about knows it himself." Luo Xiu was not afraid of the opponent's aura, and the fluctuation of internal energy also spread from his body.

"Fifth level of physical training? This Luo Xiu seemed to be at the fourth level a month ago?"

"Not only that, I heard that he only took a few days to go from the second level to the fourth level, and now another month has passed, and he has reached the fifth level."

"I think this guy is here to show off. He beat up two people from the intermediate class a few days ago, which shows that he doesn't take us in the intermediate class seriously."

Luo Xiu didn't bother to pay attention to these guys who were saying that the grapes were sour because they couldn't eat them. He originally planned to come here to practice Dragon Tiger Fist, but he lost his mood after being disturbed by these guys.

"Boy, you are very arrogant. I heard that Zhang Hai wanted to teach you a lesson last time, but it was Teacher Lu who came out to rescue you. Otherwise, you would have been useless long ago."

Zhao Liang walked towards Luo Xiu with a sneer, "You just said that I have no ability. Do you dare to bet with me?"

"What bet?" Luo Xiu frowned.

"Of course, we're going to see who can leave a deeper mark on the black stone tablet. Weren't you very arrogant just now? Do you dare to compete?" Zhao Liang said arrogantly and confidently.

"That's right, you are a rubbish from the elementary class and you dare to show off. If you have the ability, compete with Zhao Liang."

"If he can beat Zhao Liang, I will eat the black stone tablet if he can show off everywhere with a little ability like him!"

The people nearby followed suit, and their words were even more undisguised ridicule and derogation of Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu had no interest in this boring competition, but he also knew that if he refused to compete with Zhao Liang, these guys would not know what kind of person he would be.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "How do you want to bet?"

Seeing that Luo Xiu actually agreed, Zhao Liang was stunned, and then he sneered in his heart, thinking that this kid really didn't know how to live or die.

"Hehe, since we are going to gamble, we naturally have to have some stakes. I guess a poor boy like you can't afford to gamble much. Why not do this, the loser kowtows to the winner and admits his mistake!" Zhao Liang said so. He was sure that Luo Xiu would not be able to beat him.

After all, he was at the sixth level of physical training and practiced third-grade martial arts. If he used all his strength, he could definitely leave clear marks.

And Luo Xiu was just a poor boy of humble origin. At most, he practiced second-grade martial arts. His cultivation was lower than his own. There was no reason for him to beat him.

The movement here attracted a lot of onlookers. One person spread ten, ten spread a hundred. When they heard that someone wanted to compete with Zhao Liang, more and more people rushed over.

Luo Xiu didn't expect that Zhao Liang was so insidious. The bet was to kowtow and admit his mistake. If he really lost and knelt down and kowtowed in public, he would never raise his head again in his life.

"Whoever loses will kowtow and admit his mistake. This guy just said that others are incompetent. This time, let's see what he is capable of!"

"Well said. Everyone present is a witness. I don't think he dares to deny it!"

Many people are in a good mood. This kind of thing is common among students of the Martial Hall.

"Okay, I agree!" Luo Xiu agreed immediately. The other party was so aggressive, and he didn't intend to be polite. He wanted to let Zhao Liang taste the consequences of provoking him!

At the same time, Luo Xiu also planned to use this incident to establish his authority. On the one hand, this would prevent some people from causing trouble for him. On the other hand, the better he performed, the easier it would be to attract the attention of the teachers and elders of the Martial Hall.

Luo Xiu knew his family background very well. It didn't matter if he got some disciples from aristocratic families in the Martial Hall, but once he left the Martial Hall, some people would definitely retaliate against him unscrupulously. But if he was valued by the Martial Hall, his status would be completely different.

"Haha, kid, you're dead!"

Zhao Liang laughed wildly, his internal energy circulated, and he suddenly shouted, "Open your eyes and see clearly!"

"Luo Guang Fist!"

Zhao Liang's fist emitted a faint light. Generally, only the seventh level of body refining can make the internal energy glow. It can be seen that the martial arts he performed must be a high-level martial arts, and the skills he practiced were at least the third level.

"Boom!"

The black stone tablet shook, and a dull sound came out. Zhao Liang used all his strength, and his fist left a clear fist mark on the stone tablet.

"So powerful!"

The crowd watching nearby exclaimed.

"I just saw the light of internal energy coming out of Zhao Liang's fist, which shows that his attack can be compared to the seventh level of physical training."

"Well, although it can't be compared with the real seventh level of physical training, it's not far off. It seems that Zhao Liang's cultivation should be about to break through."

People were shocked, and at the same time they were envious of Zhao Liang's talent for martial arts.

In martial arts practice, talent is very important. With the same time and the same resources, some people may not be able to achieve the same result as a genius in one year of practice after practicing for ten years.

Not only that, for the same martial arts, people with high talent are more likely to comprehend the mystery and exert greater power.

Zhao Liang was promoted to the intermediate class at the age of thirteen, and was almost one of the members of the advanced class in the future. His talent for martial arts is obvious to all.

"Boy, it's your turn. Wait and kowtow to me and admit your mistakes!" Zhao Liang looked at Luo Xiu proudly.

On the black stone tablet, two fist marks were clearly visible, one was the fist mark made by Luo Xiu before, and the other was the fist mark made by Zhao Liang with all his strength just now. However, Zhao Liang's fist mark was clearer and deeper than Luo Xiu's.

Luo Xiu did not speak. No matter how beautiful his words were at this time, they would not be as convincing as speaking with strength.

"Tiger Style!"

He shouted softly, and his body suddenly moved. With the momentum of a tiger descending from the mountain, he punched the black stone tablet.

"Is this... Dragon Tiger Fist?"

"I heard that although this Dragon Tiger Fist is a second-grade martial art, many people who practice it are just for the sake of nature but without the charm. Looking at the posture displayed by Luo Xiu, it seems that he has already understood the essence of it."

"No way? This kid has such a high talent for martial arts?"

Luo Xiu's performance also caused a lot of exclamations.

"Bang!"

The tiger style bombarded the black stone tablet, and the fierce fist wind swept across, bringing up a cloud of dust, full of power.

Everyone stared at this moment, wanting to see how powerful Luo Xiu's punch was.

The next moment, there was silence all around.

"How... how is this possible?"

When Zhao Liang saw the fist mark on the black stone tablet, he was stunned, and his mood sank to the bottom in an instant.

"Look, the fist mark left by Luo Xiu is in the shape of a tiger's head!" someone exclaimed.

"Is it true?" Others also stared curiously.

"Damn, it's really in the shape of a tiger's mouth roaring!"

"Oh my God, am I seeing it right?"

"I heard that only by understanding the essence of the Dragon Tiger Fist Tiger Style can this effect be achieved!"

"Dragon Tiger Fist has two styles, and there is another style called Tenglong Style. I wonder if he has mastered it."

The crowd exclaimed and praised. At this moment, everyone looked at Luo Xiu with a look of deep shock instead of disdain and ridicule.

Zhao Liang was also completely stunned. The marks he had just left on the black stone tablet were not comparable to the tiger head fist marks left by Luo Xiu with the Dragon Tiger Fist Tiger Style.

"This is impossible! Even a martial artist of the seventh level of body training cannot make such a deep fist mark!" Zhao Liang couldn't believe it, and his lips trembled.

At this moment, many martial arts hall students who were originally standing on Zhao Liang's side looked at him with a trace of pity.

The winner of this competition has been seen.

"Brother Zhao Liang, according to our previous agreement, should you kowtow and admit your mistakes now?" Luo Xiu said with a sneer.

He didn't provoke Zhao Liang from the beginning, but the other party felt that he had stolen his limelight and was aggressive, and even proposed a fight to kowtow and admit his mistakes, determined to make him lose face for the rest of his life.

Zhao Liang also knew that if he really kowtowed and admitted his mistakes today, even if he had the opportunity to become an elite in the advanced class in the future, he would definitely become a laughing stock in the martial arts hall.

"Don't go too far, kid surnamed Luo!" Zhao Liang said with a gloomy face.

"You are the one who proposed the fight, do you want to go back on your word? Everyone is watching you!" Luo Xiu sneered.

As the saying goes, those who humiliate others will always be humiliated. Luo Xiu knew very well that even if he let Zhao Liang go today, the other party would not only not be grateful to him, but would also hate him.

"Being good at martial arts does not mean that you are strong. You'd better not push your luck!" Zhao Liang's eyes were ruthless.

"Yes, Luo Xiu, since you have already won, why do you still force me?"

"We are all students of the Martial Hall. We will meet each other sooner or later. If you really want Zhao Liang to kowtow and admit his mistake, it would be too much."

Among the onlookers, some people who had a good relationship with Zhao Liang spoke up.

Luo Xiu's eyes were cold, and he swept over the people who were talking, sneering: "If I were the loser, would you let me go?"

These people couldn't help but take two steps back when they were swept by Luo Xiu's eyes. In fact, everyone present was not a fool, but no one stood up to help Luo Xiu, but they didn't want to offend Zhao Liang.

"I will destroy you!"

When Luo Xiu was intimidating those people, Zhao Liang, who was standing opposite him, suddenly attacked with a ferocious face. His arms were like two pythons, intertwined and entangled with each other, and his internal energy was running, with a clever force in his strength.

This is another third-grade martial arts, the Double Python Fist. Although it is not as powerful as the Luo Guang Fist, it is extremely fast and hard to defend against.

He was determined not to kowtow and admit his mistakes, but as long as he could cripple Luo Xiu, even if he would be despised by others, it would be better than not being able to raise his head for the rest of his life.

Luo Xiu did not expect that Zhao Liang would be so insidious and vicious. The opponent's attack went straight to his waist. If he was really hit, he would be crippled if not dead.

"Tenglong Style!"

With a roar, Luo Xiu circulated his internal energy to the extreme, leaped up, avoided the vital points, extended his arms, and his body was like a swimming dragon. His fists left afterimages and slammed towards Zhao Liang fiercely.

Zhao Liang's face changed. He did not expect that Luo Xiu could actually dodge his attack at the critical moment and even counterattack.

He quickly changed his moves, and a faint light lit up between his hands, and he played his strongest martial arts, the Luo Guang Fist.

"Bang!"

The two men's fists collided, and the people watching could feel the strong wind blowing on their cheeks.

Zhao Liang's body trembled, and a sharp pain came from his fist. His blood was churning, and he almost vomited blood.

"Kneel down!"

Just then, Luo Xiu reached out and grabbed him. Zhao Liang's first reaction was to block it, but his two arms seemed to have lost consciousness and did not obey.

Luo Xiu's palm kept enlarging in his eyes, and pressed on his forehead with a bang.

A huge force was added to his body, and then there was a sharp pain in his knees, but it was kicked by Luo Xiu's toes. With a plop, he knelt directly on the ground.

"A man should be honest and willing to accept defeat."

Luo Xiu had no expression on his face, and he pressed Zhao Liang's head directly, and smashed it on the ground with a bang.

The pain on his body was far less than the humiliation in his heart. Zhao Liang was so angry that he spurted blood and fainted on the spot.