Mattâs sudden attack surprised everyone in the hall.
Sure enough, he canât help himself. Fang Shihan pitied Shi Feng when she noticed Mattâs attack.
Matt was incredibly talented, and after working with the Hell Training System, the lastest training system Mythology had created, his already violent tendencies had become more prominent. Now, he was a combat maniac.
Even in Mythology, there were few people who could spar with Matt. With a neutralizing grandmaster before him, the man was naturally eager to spar with Shi Feng. He had recently gotten closer to becoming a Henglian grandmaster and hadnât had the chance to test his strength properly. Before Shi Feng made his decision was the best opportunity for Matt to force the younger man into a fight.
Although stopping Matt wasnât impossible, Fang Shihan thought it was necessary for Shi Feng to experience Mythologyâs power.
Lei Bao, who stood by Shi Fengâs side, felt stifled when he saw Mattâs punch. This strike was completely different than the hits Matt had used during their fight. Not only did this punch break the sound barrier, but it also seemed impossible to avoid.
Lei Bao thought he could even hear the Grim Reaper call his name.
However, just as Mattâs hit was about to land, Shi Feng casually took a half step back and rotated his right shoulder as if he had expected the attack. Almost as if an invisible barrier had manifested between them, Mattâs punch harmlessly stopped a few centimeters away from Shi Fengâs shoulder.
âWhat? Did I scare you?â Matt quipped when Shi Feng hadnât made another move to stop him. âWhat happened to all of your confidence?â
Matt was only a half-step Henglian grandmaster, and although he was more physically fit than ordinary neutralizing grandmasters, his mental processing couldnât compare. His senses and reaction speed were just as inferior to that of a neutralizing grandmaster.
If a neutralizing grandmaster focused on evading his attacks, Matt would be helpless against them. In fact, if Lei Bao, a peak internal force master, had focused on evasion, their fight wouldâve lasted a lot longer.
This was why Matt had deliberately challenged Shi Feng to last three of his punches. Otherwise, fighting Shi Feng would be a waste of time.
âForget it, Matt. Hall Master Shi canât take your hits. I suggest you face each other in a race. At least that will give Hall Master Shi a chance at victory,â the tall, short-haired woman behind Fang Shihan ridiculed.
The womanâs provocation enraged Heavenâs Rumbleâs disciples.
Even veteran neutralizing grandmasters couldnât help to match a half-step Henglian grandmasterâs physical fitness, much less Shi Feng, who had only recently become a neutralizing grandmaster. Asking Shi Feng to take a direct hit from Matt was a joke.
Xiao Yu began to move forward to advise Shi Feng against falling into the womanâs trap. If he fell for it and lost against Matt, Heavenâs Rumbleâs reputation would be in tatters.
âI never said I wasnât interested. I just donât think those terms are fair,â Shi Feng said, shaking his head. âI have to sell Zero Wingâs shares if you win, yet youâll just pack up and leave if you lose. What benefit do I get for accepting this challenge?â
âThatâs simple. Head Instructor Shi, if you win, Iâll give Zero Wing a 300 million loan, plus state-of-the-art training equipment for the Heavenâs Rumble Training Center. I can guarantee that the equipment I have to offer rivals that in the countryâs top dojos and training centers,â Fang Shihan declared, her lips curling into a wicked grin. She reacted as if she had been expecting Shi Feng to ask.
âState-of-the-art training equipment?â Xiao Yuâs eyes glowed when he heard this.
Three hundred million Credits would be a massive boon to the Heavenâs Rumble Training Center, but the state-of-the-art equipment would be far more important.
The equipment Fang Shihan offered might not be worth 300 million Credits, but it was impossible to purchase on the market. Only the suppliersâ partners had any access. In comparison, the best equipment available to the public was two generations behind, which was why ordinary training centers and dojosâ disciples couldnât hold a candle to those from top dojos and training centers.
If the Heavenâs Rumble Training Center could get its hands on this equipment, its facilities would undergo a qualitative transformation. In turn, this would make the training center more attractive to far more people.
Shi Feng didnât respond immediately, however.
âWhat? Youâre still not satisfied?â Fang Shihan chuckled at Shi Fengâs silence. âIf thatâs not enough, state your demands, Head Instructor Shi.â She already had a good grasp on Heavenâs Rumble Training Centerâs situation. Although Lei Bao normally led the training center, and Heavenâs Rumbleâs members received excellent training, it was nothing compared to the nationâs top dojos and training centers, particularly when it came to its training facilities.
If Heavenâs Rumble acquired state-of-the-art equipment, its facilities would be an excellent promotional tool on their own, luring in far more members. Shi Feng had no reason to reject her offer. Zero Wing desperately needed manpower, after all.
Fang Shihan assumed that the only reason Shi Feng hadnât jumped at her offer was that he wasnât confident in withstanding Mattâs punches. Knowing this, she wouldnât give the younger man any excuses to refuse her challenge.
Everyone in the hall thought the same.
They had already witnessed Mattâs power. Everyone would be impressed if Shi Feng remained standing after taking a single hit, let alone three.
âSince Miss Fang has asked, I only have one condition,â Shi Feng said, smiling. âHe must withstand three of my palm strikes, as well. If you win, Zero Wing will sell its shares. If I win, I want 20 bottles of Life Potion!â
For a moment, shocked silence filled the training hall.
âAre you insane?!â the tall woman behind Fang Shihan blurted, staring at Shi Feng.
âHall Master?!â Even Lei Bao gave the younger man an incredulous look.
Henglian Style practitioners were not famed for their strength, but for their frightening defense. It was why a Henglian master would dare to fight a neutralizing grandmaster, yet refused to acknowledge apex internal force masters.
Matt was only a half step away from reaching grandmaster status in the Henglian Style, and as such, his skin and bones were as solid as steel. Trying to injure him with human strength was an utter joke. Only bullets could break though his hide now.
âTwenty Life Potions?â Fang Shihan frowned.
Life Potions werenât like S-rank Nutrient fluids. They contained an extraordinary amount of life force. Consuming one bottle of Life Potion would restore youth to an ordinary person, and the potions were in high demand among grandmaster martial artists. Even a major corporation like Qilin Corp. could only secure a small number of bottles. Despite being the Qilin Corporationâs princess, Feng Shihan didnât even get that many Life Potions per year.
âIf Miss Fang thinks this condition is too demanding, we can forget about this challenge,â Shi Feng mused, chuckling.
Neither the Credits nor the state-of-the-art equipment was a priority for Zero Wing and Heavenâs Rumble right now. The organizations would only truly be able to develop further by improving the strength of their current combatants.
The Life Potion was undoubtedly one of the quickest ways for Zero Wing and Heavenâs Rumble to do so. As long as Zero Wing and Heavenâs Rumble became strong enough in the future, obtaining state-of-the-art was entirely possible if they were willing to spend a little money, but that wasnât the case for the Life Potions. They were truly rare items. Not even Lu Xingluo, the Starline Corporationâs heir, could acquire many Life Potions, much less Shi Feng.
âFine! I agree to your condition!â Fang Shihan hissed. Smiling, she continued, âBut remember, you only have three palm strikes!â
âOf course.â Shi Feng nodded.
âYou really think you can win, kid?â Grinning, Matt said, âEven if I stood here and let you hit me 20 times, you couldnât force me to take a single step back, much less three!â
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However, before Matt could say anything more, Shi Feng walked up to him and thrust out his palm.
The strike looked light and gentle from an outsiderâs perspective; it didnât look like it had the power to threaten anyone. That thrust didnât even look like it could injure an ordinary passerby, let alone Matt.
However, just as Shi Fengâs palm was about to connect with his target, the movement changed, leaving three afterimages in its wake.
Thud!
A dull sound echoed throughout the hall, and Mattâs face lost color until his complexion was a deathly pale. He stumbled three steps back, clutching his abdomen as he fell to his knees, unable to speak for a long momentâŠ