"You, a reckless youngster, I'll educate you for your dad,"

Xu Lie sneered coldly.

Seeing Chen Ruoshui attack, he didn't rush; he stood still, not moving a muscle.

"Snap."

Chen Ruoshui's palm struck Xu Lie's chest.

Her face initially showed joy, but the next moment, it turned to shock,

as Xu Lie maintained his calm and composed demeanor, extremely at ease and completely unharmed, with a faint cold smile still on his face.

"It seems, Tai Chi is just this after all."

"Now, let me give you a taste of my Iron Sand Palm…"

Immediately, he fiercely struck a palm toward Chen Ruoshui.

The martial arts of Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall are fierce and domineering, and Xu Lie's signature move is the Iron Sand Palm.

Mastering this tough technique requires years of immersing one's hands in heated Iron Sand steel pellets, and it's rumored that Chen Lie even bakes his body with high temperature flames, making his body as sturdy as refined steel.

When Xu Lie struck, his palm actually emitted whiffs of heat waves.

Seeing this, Chen Ruoshui quickly switched from defense to offense, trying to neutralize Xu Lie's palm force with a Tai Chi move.

"Ridiculous."

"Bang."

Xu Lie sneered coldly.

The next moment, Chen Ruoshui was struck in the chest, blood spewing from her mouth as she staggered back several steps and was caught in Chen Tai's arms.

"Daughter, how are you?"

Chen Tai looked worried.

Chen Ruoshui stubbornly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, coughed twice, and shook her head.

"I can still hold on."

"The Tai Chi technique didn't work?"

"What happened?"

"In Tai Chi, the soft should overcome the hard, using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds is a clever trick, why did it fail?"

Some knowledgeable people about Tai Chi were extremely astonished.

A disciple of the Fiery Fire Martial Arts Hall praised Xu Lie, saying,

"The Tai Chi method of using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds, the soft overcoming the hard is impressive, but, the force of my master, how could it be merely a thousand pounds?"

"In the face of absolute strength, all techniques are in vain."

Immediately, others from the martial arts hall also hastily flattered Xu Lie.

"Truly worthy of being the vice-chairman of our Yang City Martial Arts Association, his skills are indeed powerful."

"Eye-opening, even if you gave me a hundred years, I fear I could never cultivate to even a third of Master Xu's skill."

"Chen Tai, why don't you hurry and offer a tea to apologize to President Xu?"

The crowd deliberately dropped the word 'vice' from his title.

Everyone's sycophantic true colors were evident.

However, modern society is inherently a survival of the fittest, and the martial arts world is no exception, where the strong rule as kings.

The weak are destined to be devoured.

"You're going too far, Xu Lie, you're going too far."

"Bullying a junior, what skill is there in that? Let me clash with you."

Chen Tai, amidst the mockery of the crowd, could not help but make his move.

Chen Tai's steps were steady and nimble.

His external martial arts moves were extremely skilled; with various Tai Chi techniques in Chen Tai's hands effortlessly transforming, if judged solely by external skills, Chen Tai was certainly a top-notch master.

Unfortunately, Chen Tai lacked that vital energy.

Although Su Fan did not know exactly what that energy was, he understood it was an extremely terrifying force.

Chen Tai's defeat was just a matter of time.

Sure enough.

After a minute of deadlock,

Chen Tai's decline became apparent.

"Bang."

The two exchanged a palm strike.

Chen Tai immediately felt a strange force strike his organs, forcing him to retreat several steps, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Meanwhile, Xu Lie was fiercely unyielding.

The outcome was decided.

"You, you're already a master of cultivating energy?"

Chen Tai clutched his chest, looking at Xu Lie in astonishment.

"Cultivating energy?"

"President Xu, you, you've cultivated True Qi?"

A group of martial artists looked at Xu Lie with eyes full of shock and admiration.

Xu Lie stood with his hands behind his back, his expression arrogant.

He said airily,

"Heh, after three years of seclusion, I finally managed to cultivate some True Qi, just at the early stages of energy cultivation, but still far from the next level, the explosive energy master."

"Actually, to really cultivate True Qi, how strong."

The martial artists gazed at Xu Lie with fervent eyes.

To cultivate True Qi means taking a huge step forward on the martial path.

That is what countless martial artists aspire to their whole lives.

"True Qi, is that the name of that energy flow? Then, my current strength should be far beyond the early stages of energy cultivation, shouldn't it?"

Su Fan thought quietly.

The admiring looks from the crowd made Xu Lie even more proud.

"Chen Tai, you've lost, now, destroy your own signboard and leave Yang City."

The faces of Chen Tai and his daughter Chen Ruoshui showed pain, yet they were helpless.

Just then, a cold voice rang out.

"Do you really think Tai Chi has no successors?"