Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 9: Absolute Skill? Farming Skill!

Inside the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall, the crowd was bustling and lively.

"Huh?"

Cheng Ah Bi entered, glanced around, and was somewhat surprised.

Beside her, Mei Suping was also surprised and turned to Cheng Ah Bi: "Didn't Junior Sister Cheng say that the family martial arts hall business was bad, with only five or six disciples left?"

This is more than that!

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In the spacious martial arts training ground, at least twenty or thirty people were gathered in one place, bustling and lively.

In this era, such popularity in a martial arts hall was rare to see.

"When I started school, including Senior Brother, there were only seven disciples in the hall."

What's going on?

Cheng Ah Bi widened her eyes.

"These people don't look like practitioners." Jiang Rou, who was sharp-eyed, saw that most people in the field had unsteady steps and were not martial arts practitioners.

"Let me ask someone." Cheng Ah Bi saw Wei Quan in the crowd and wanted to ask him about the situation.

"No rush."

Mei Suping stopped her, "Let's watch first."

She pulled Cheng Ah Bi, and the four of them quietly moved to the front. Once they got closer, they saw that the crowd was actually watching a shirtless young man.

The young man's muscle lines were smooth and aesthetic, his skin a bronze color, characteristic of a true practitioner.

"Senior Brother!"

Cheng Ah Bi recognized Yan Chuan and subconsciously shrank her neck, hiding backward.

Fortunately, at this time, Yan Chuan didn't notice her and was busy—

"Once you master the 'Iron Arm Skill', you can be like me, with arms as strong as iron, only defending but not attacking, and you can damage a person's limbs and disable their power. It's very useful. If you counterattack, you can injure or even kill, extremely ruthless."

"Look at this wooden stake—"

Yan Chuan moved his arms and violently struck the wooden stake.

With a crackling sound, the wooden stake snapped in response.

This was raw strength, hard skills, which drew a gasp of amazement from the crowd.

Yan Chuan didn't stop.

Coming to an iron pillar: "Now see this iron stake—"

Again using his arms, he violently swung them, striking the iron stake with a banging sound, and after three or four strikes, the iron stake was deformed, and after over a dozen strikes, it was broken off by force!

"Come!"

"Come up and see, these stakes, iron stakes are genuine, absolutely no fakery."

Yan Chuan's arms were intact as he waved and let people come and see.

"Real wood!"

"This is cedar!"

"The iron stake is real too!"

The crowd went up to see and touch, full of shock.

Once they had seen enough.

Yan Chuan stepped forward again, lightly pushed his hand—

Bang bang bang!

Everyone, light or heavy, was all pushed out a zhang away.

"Hey!"

"What are you doing~"

Someone who was pushed was unhappy, glaring angrily.

Yan Chuan stood firm and shouted: "Calm down. That palm just now was another ultimate skill of the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall, called 'Pushing Mountain Palm'. The 'Iron Arm Skill' is ruthless and harmful, but once you master 'Pushing Mountain Palm', no matter how strong the person is, as long as you lightly press with your palm, they will be pushed a zhang away. It can subdue others with their own force, sending them flying without injury, unlike assassin skills that easily harm and kill people."

"Oh, this is great!"

"If I hurt someone, I couldn't afford it!"

The crowd got up, recalling the push just now, it was a gentle push, their bodies weren't sore, but they were pushed a zhang away.

This skill, too powerful!

Not just 'Iron Arm Skill'.

Not just 'Pushing Mountain Palm'.

"Our Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall has many ultimate skills, covering all aspects!"

Next, Yan Chuan successively demonstrated to the crowd 'Pai Da Skill', 'Leg-Kicking Skill', 'Thousand-Pound Gate', 'Foot Shooting Skill', 'Snake Formation Skill', 'Soft Bone Skill', 'Golden Shovel Finger', 'Iron Knee Skill', 'Iron Bull Skill', 'Whirlwind Palm', 'Bamboo Leaf Hand', 'Loach Skill', 'Flipping Skill', 'Iron Cloth Shirt Skill', and 'Roof and Wall Walking Skill', among more than ten martial arts skills.

Each simple.

All considered absolute.

Drawing rounds of applause.

However, on the outskirts, Cui Lanxin pursed her lips: "Is the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall's skills all like this?"

She turned her head to look at Cheng Ah Bi.

Cheng Ah Bi's face flushed red: "No, I've never seen these skills."

She felt embarrassed!

To Cheng Ah Bi, practicing martial arts was elegant, pondering routines, studying boxing should be wise and interesting. But what the senior brother demonstrated just now, what 'martial arts' is that, clearly 'juggling'!

She was very angry.

But she didn't dare to question or get angry with her senior brother, fearing being beaten, so she could only hold a grudge, which made her angrier, and her face redder.

Mei Suping was also watching, shaking her head in her heart, she didn't come to Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall to see such farming skills: "Junior Sister Cheng, could you introduce me to your father?"

"Ah?"

"My father isn't at the martial arts hall."

Cheng Ah Bi was glancing around just now, seeing Cheng Fengxiao wasn't there, she silently heaved a sigh of relief.

As long as it was just the senior brother, it was still manageable.

At worst, she would get beaten.

Cheng Ah Bi was quick-witted and immediately said: "Actually, my father rarely comes to the martial arts hall, it's always been under the senior brother's charge. The senior brother's martial arts are no worse than my father's, a few times in sparring, my father said he has already been surpassed by the senior brother, fully mastering the Cheng Family Boxing. Senior Sister Mei, if you want to experience Cheng Family Boxing, you can just look for the senior brother."

Saying this.

She tiptoed and shouted: "Senior Brother, there are guests!"

Not giving Mei Suping the chance to refuse.

Mei Suping didn't stop her, seeing through the little girl's thoughts, she didn't expose her, and just smiled: "Alright then." Just to publically break this person's farming skills, and make this martial arts hall difficult to maintain again. With the court's emphasis on civil defense and the establishment of academies, the martial arts halls and sects, these remnants of the old era, should have been cleared out long ago!

...

"Cheng Ah Bi."

"You still know to come back?!"

Yan Chuan had long noticed Cheng Ah Bi and the others, he let Wei Quan greet these 'potential customers' who were interested in enrolling in the martial arts hall, and he himself walked out of the crowd, coming in front of Cheng Ah Bi and the others, glancing at Cheng Ah Bi: "I'll deal with you later!"

He put on his clothes, looked at the other three: "I am Yan Chuan, the first disciple under Master Cheng of the Iron Wire Martial Arts Hall. Are you three from 'Guangling Academy'? What business do you have here?"

The conflict between new and old!

Their visit was surely not for good.

However, just now when Yan Chuan was performing his self-created ultimate skills for those clients interested in learning martial arts, the observation by these few, actually accelerated his acquisition of 'experience', further enhanced by the profound knowledge acquired by these three at 'Guangling Academy' being conveyed back to him through thought and comprehension, which was quite an unexpected gain.

"I've long heard of the famous 'Tie Qiao Cheng', and I'm here to seek guidance."

Mei Suping clasped her fists, straightforward.

For a while, the atmosphere was tense.

"Senior Sister Mei!"

Seeing the situation, Cheng Ah Bi regretted more and more, regretting agreeing to bring Mei Suping to the martial arts hall.

"Senior Brother!"

Sensing something wrong, Yu Jinpeng, Jin Yutang, and Wei Quan came over, standing behind Yan Chuan, and Wei Quan went forward to pull Cheng Ah Bi: "Little Junior Sister, what's going on?"

"Oh dear!"

Cheng Ah Bi was both anxious and angry.

This side.

Yan Chuan stared at Mei Suping, realizing that the intentions were not peaceful, he was unceremonious: "My master was already famous in Guangling City twenty years ago, if every Tom, Dick, and Harry comes to challenge, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"

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