No one expected Su Fan to be so crazy as to actually not fight back and take the palm strike directly.

"Bang."

The next moment, Chen Tai's palm struck hard against Su Fan's chest.

"Crack..."

Beneath Su Fan's feet, the stone slabs shattered with a loud crash, scattering pebbles everywhere and startling people into covering their heads and ducking for cover.

"What?"

When people took a closer look, they were astonished to find.

Xu Lie's palm landed on Su Fan's chest, Su Fan's clothes burst open to reveal his muscular physique, but that was it, Su Fan hadn't taken a single step back, and he was completely unharmed.

"You?"

"How is this possible?"

Xu Lie, his hand still on Su Fan's chest, was dumbstruck.

His palm strike, given with ninety percent of his strength, didn't hurt a younger generation in the slightest?

Su Fan cracked a smile at Xu Lie.

"I said I only used twenty percent of my power earlier, did you believe me?"

"I've let you make your move, now it's your turn to take mine."

As he spoke, Su Fan shifted his footing, moved his fists, spun his body, and took a half step forward, unleashing a ferocious punch towards Xu Lie's chest.

"It's Flash Arm!"

Chen Tai identified the move.

"Ah"

Xu Lie felt a tremendous force flood from his chest into his body. He tried to protect himself with his True Qi, but in an instant, his defenses were shattered as easily as if they were rotten wood, and then his internal organs were severely injured. He couldn't stand on his feet, was sent flying back more than ten meters, and hit a plum blossom pile used for practice, breaking it in half.

"Hiss!"

In an instant, the sound of sharp intakes of breath echoed throughout the front courtyard.

Xu Lie was defeated.

One move?

Just one move and he was beaten so miserably?

All eyes were fixed on Su Fan as if they had seen a ghost.

Crack crack crack!

Xu Lie, sitting paralyzed on the ground, held his chest and looked at Su Fan in shock.

Xu Lie was a Martial Artist in the early stages of Qi cultivation.

If Xu Lie could be defeated so easily, then what level was this young man in front of them?

"You've lost."

Su Fan was indifferent to the stares of the crowd and simply stared calmly at the severely injured Xu Lie on the ground.

Three simple words pierced Xu Lie's heart like a knife.

He had lost.

The owner of the martial arts studio, renowned for many years, defeated by a nameless young man.

It was an immensely humiliating defeat.

Xu Lie's morale shattered.

"No, this can't be possible, even Chen Tai is no match for me, how could you, a mere martial arts apprentice, defeat me? Who are you, who are you exactly?"

All of a sudden, a sharp voice rose.

Chen Ruoshui covered her mouth, looking at Su Fan in disbelief and exclaimed.

"Are you the mysterious Tai Chi master who fought alone against a hundred men of the Blood Wolf Gang in the rain, crippling their three leaders including Zhao Wei?"

Su Fan touched his head with a somewhat embarrassed gesture.

"Not a hundred, just seventy or eighty or so..."

Just seventy or eighty?

Listen, are those even the words of a human?

But everyone's attention was not on that.

"It was really you?"

Chen Tai was dumbfounded.

Others might not know, but he was completely clear, that day when he taught Su Fan the twelve basic movements of Tai Chi, Su Fan had learned by watching only once, and it had only been a few days since then.

And Su Fan had already completely mastered it to perfection, which was utterly unbelievable.

"That mysterious master, so young?"

"It's too incredible."

The others, too, stared at Su Fan in utter amazement.

They had already witnessed Su Fan's strength; nobody doubted it.

But in their wildest dreams, they never imagined that the mysterious master who fought one against a hundred would be so young.

As martial artists who had practiced for decades, they could not even compare to a single finger of Su Fan's.

It was downright embarrassing.

"Xu Lie, do you have anything to say?"

Su Fan's cold gaze turned towards Xu Lie.