The sole son of the Zhu family, Zhu Wei, has been crippled?

"Oh my god, Zhu Wei is the only son of the Zhu family. If Zhu Wei loses the ability to carry on the family line, then doesn't that mean the Zhu family is doomed?"

"This has become a big issue."

For a moment, the sound of people gasping could be heard throughout the hall.

Zhu Changxiong's gaze towards Zhang Xiaoshan was filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted to devour him.

No wonder he's like this.

"Zhu Changxiong is the number one tyrant in Ha City, and with the Flying Fox Sect backing him, though this outsider boy may have some strength, provoking the Zhu family is like an egg trying to smash a stone."

"True, as they say, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. In this piece of land known as Ha City, the power of the Zhu family is terrifying."

"This boy is heading for big trouble."

Instantly, the crowd began looking at Zhang Xiaoshan with pity and regret.

Such a young genius, to die here is truly a pity.

"Cousin, what do we do?"

Zhao Xiaoxiao looked at the black-clad guards surrounding them, her face pale with fear, trembling all over.

Lin Kerou, though panicked at the moment, was after all a strong woman, took a deep breath, and said softly.

"Things have come to this point, we can only adapt according to the circumstances."

In the arena, Zhang Xiaoshan faced Zhu Changxiong directly, his expression still calm and even carrying a hint of mockery and disdain, he said coldly.

"Martial arts has rules, the one who excels becomes the teacher, and one must respect the seniors. But your son was at the train station, ignorant of the rules, and insulted me with words. I warned him repeatedly, but he turned a deaf ear and even got worse. I had no choice but to discipline your unruly son for you."

"If you don't thank me, that's fine, but must you trouble me further?"

"Bullshit."

Furious, Zhu Changxiong snarled angrily.

"When did it become your turn to discipline my son?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"Since you want to talk about martial arts rules of the teacher and the student, fine, then I'll show you what the rules are."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Changxiong charged at Zhang Xiaoshan madly.

Zhu Changxiong was over 1.8 meters tall, robust in build, resembling a strong bull in some ways.

As he ran, the marble floor cracked step by step.

Every step left a large pit.

"Mountain Lean Fist."

With a fierce punch, carrying a mighty storm, aimed directly at Zhang Xiaoshan's face.

Zhang Xiaoshan engaged in battle.

The two entangled in combat.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves had been exchanged.

"Wow, I initially thought this boy must have used some kind of drugs to forcibly enhance his cultivation to the Qi Transformation Realm. I didn't expect he could exchange so many moves with Zhu Changxiong. This indicates that his Qi Transformation Cultivation is genuine and without impurities."

"No matter where he is, this boy could be considered a top genius."

The renowned doctor from Bay Island, Yang Hai, praised.

Jiang Qin's beautiful eyes showed deep admiration and esteem.

In the arena, the crowd was engaged in various discussions.

"Being able to exchange blows equally with Master Zhu, he's indeed formidable; however, he's still young. I doubt he'll last long?"

"I think so too, he's probably at the end of his rope and will admit defeat soon."

"That's right, Zhu Changxiong is one of the four great Hall Masters of the Flying Fox Sect, having entered the Qi Transformation Realm years ago, he's an experienced Qi Transformation Martial Artist. How can a young lad compare to him?"

"I reckon, within a minute, that boy will lose."

Several more minutes passed.

It still seemed evenly matched.

Yet, some signs began to emerge.

In the arena, Zhang Xiaoshan remained composed and at ease.

Most of the time, he was on the defense, feeding moves.

But Zhu Changxiong was in a dire state.

His steps became erratic, breathing heavy, body wobbling, and the force of his punches began to crumble.

At this moment, even those who didn't understand could see.

"My goodness, is that boy using Zhu Changxiong for practice?"

"Yes."

Yang Hai, the most cultivated in the crowd, spoke up.

"From start to finish, the two have exchanged over fifty moves, yet this boy hasn't repeated a single move. He's purely using Zhu Changxiong to test his techniques and enhance his combat skills."

"He hasn't even exerted his full strength."

"Really remarkable, not using full strength yet being able to remain undefeated. I wonder, if I were to face him, what my chances of victory would be."

"Great, cousin, the chairman is going to win."

Zhao Xiaoxiao cheered excitedly.

Hu Ming was now jittery, speaking with tremors in his voice.

"Wow, I heard he was formidable, but I didn't imagine he'd be so formidable, actually making a monkey out of Zhu Changxiong in public."

"A remarkable person."

In the arena, Zhu Changxiong was the most distressed.

He was under more pressure than just physically, the psychological pressure was even more significant.

Who was he? To be played with by a young junior on his own turf, wasn't this a joke?

If he lost, it wouldn't just affect today, but from then on, he would become a laughingstock.

He began to regret; knowing Zhang Xiaoshan was so powerful, he should have found a way privately to deal with Zhang Xiaoshan, rather than causing himself such trouble in front of so many high-profile people.

"Damn kid, if I don't kill you today, I swear I'm not human."

He threw a fierce punch at Zhang Xiaoshan, using the rebound force to distance himself from him.

Then immediately executed his Qi Transformation Divine Power.

"Collapsing Mountain."

With a surging True Qi, transformed into a small hill, it hurled towards Zhang Xiaoshan.