"Which dojo disciple is that? He looks really good, but he's a little too young."
"What is that brute Li Zhaoquan doing? Bullying a child?"
Disciples from various schools also came forward to join in the fun.
Zhang Daqing interrupted and said, "I heard that he is the new disciple of Hidden Dragon Dojo. This should be his first appearance today."
"Hidden Dragon Dojo? So, he is the last disciple of the 'Dragon Lord'?"
"Why doesn't he hold a banquet to celebrate his apprenticeship? The circle has been quiet lately, and there's nothing interesting going on."
"You might not know this, but he has always been low-key in recruiting disciples. Except for the first disciple Meng Bo, whose condition is unclear, he recruited other disciples quietly..."
Several people from the martial arts industry started a heated discussion.
A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree. Li Qi, the old owner of Canglong Dojo, has a great reputation. He is well-known even in the circles in the inner ring city, let alone in Qingcheng, a "countryside place".
Although he had his legs broken and his spirit destroyed by a ruthless man more than 20 years ago and is now half disabled, his former reputation as the "Dragon Lord" is still highly respected in the underworld.
The commotion of the onlookers did not affect the two people present.
Xue Jing looked up at the burly man in front of him, and a question mark emerged in his mind.
Seeing that Xue Jing didn't say anything and seemed frightened, Li Zhaoquan grinned and said in a loud voice
"Don't worry, you don't have to be afraid. It's working hours now. I won't cause trouble for you at this time."
Then he changed the subject.
"It's just that... we are colleagues now. If there is danger later, we will have to cooperate. We need to understand each other's level in advance, don't you think?"
Xue Jing did not show any expression, but asked calmly: "What do you want to say?"
Li Zhaoquan stretched out his right hand, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing his muscles as strong as iron, and grinned:
"Give me a hand."
For martial artists in the old days who wanted to make a living from martial arts, reputation was the most important thing.
Therefore, famous martial artists will never fight each other easily. Once one of them loses, his reputation will be ruined. Even if they really have to fight, they will do it behind closed doors and will not tell anyone whether they win or lose.
If it really comes down to an open battle using the signature skills of each school, it basically means that there are huge and irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides, and at that time it will be a battle to determine the winner and the loser, as well as life and death.
Based on this situation, a kind of etiquette called "shaking hands" was born among martial artists.
A great martial artist has kung fu ingrained into his bones. When two people join hands and exert force, they can roughly understand the other person's level. With a rough idea in their minds, there is no need to make a scene openly. Everyone strives to be harmonious, which can be regarded as a kind of "soft competition".
When Xue Jing heard the other party ask for help, he didn't care.
He had just started practicing martial arts and didn't know much about the rules of the circle. He just thought that this might be the etiquette between martial artists meeting for the first time.
So he also stretched out his right hand and placed his forearm on the other person's forearm.
From a visual point of view, the size difference of the two people's arms is quite large, just like that of a child and an adult.
"They joined hands! Now it's time to watch something interesting. Li Zhaoquan is a savage. He loves to use this trick the most. He uses his hands to force people to their knees. This is his specialty. Many people have suffered from this!"
"The most important thing for the Tiger Soul Dojo's physical training is to cultivate energy and strength, and their attainments in physical training are extremely high. This young man has just made his debut, and I'm afraid he will have to suffer this loss and learn a lesson."
Hearing the conversation of several disciples from the nearby dojo, Pei Youguang wanted to speak up to remind Brother Jing to be careful, but he glanced at his eldest brother Pei Tiancheng beside him, moved the corners of his mouth, and hesitated.
At this time, the situation on the field had already changed.
After Xue Jing shook hands with the other party, he immediately felt a tremendous force surging from the other party's forearm like a tsunami, extremely suddenly.
He blinked, his expression unchanged, but he still exerted his strength and pressed towards the other party.
"Hmm?" Li Zhaoquan's expression changed slightly.
He felt that he was not shaking hands with an underage boy, but rather like he was putting his hands on a big buffalo that was becoming increasingly agitated.
"No, I can't hold it down!" Li Zhaoquan gritted his teeth and continued to exert more strength. A blush appeared on his face and his arms began to tremble slightly.
"This guy is quite strong." Xue Jing looked at him in surprise.
He has a lot of skills and has practiced the Armor-shaking Skill and the Five Major Body-building Exercises for many days. His strength has increased very quickly. Although he has not been tested yet, without using any techniques, his punching power is at least over 800 kilograms. In terms of pure physical fitness, he can be said to be extremely strong.
But the person in front of him seemed to have the intention of suppressing him, and he should be a little stronger than him.
"Interesting." Xue Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and became interested.
He simply moved his mind, and [Twin] began to operate, instantly doubling his strength.
"Crkk…"
In just less than 0.5 seconds, a barely audible sound of bone cracking was heard.
Li Zhaoquan's expression changed slightly, a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he slowly withdrew his right hand.
He remained calm, clasped his fists towards Xue Jing, and said in a loud voice "As expected of a master disciple of Hidden Dragon Dojo, I am Li Zhaoquan!"
Xue Jing also withdrew his hand, smiled, and clasped his fists in return "Xue Jing."
"Okay, Brother Xue Jing, I'll treat you to tea when I'm free. Now it's working hours, so let's not go for now. Um... I have to pee urgently, so I need to go to the toilet!"
Li Zhaoquan spoke very quickly.
After seeing Xue Jing nod in agreement with a smile, he turned around and walked towards the gate at a leisurely pace.
"Is this the end?" Everyone was a little confused.
Zhang Daqing, who was not far away, saw this situation and felt that something was wrong.
What's going on? When did this barbarian become so polite?
He thought about it, then quietly followed Li Zhaoquan out of the door.
Then, he watched Li Zhaoquan suddenly squat and hunch his body up as he passed a corner of the corridor, letting out a sound of sucking in a breath of cold air.
"hiss!!"
I saw him covering his right forearm with his left hand and rubbing it continuously.
My right hand couldn't stop shaking, as if I had Parkinson's disease.
Li Zhaoquan grimaced, his face twisted in pain.
"What the hell, what kind of monster!?"
He looked at his arms that couldn't stop shaking and secretly regretted his rash behavior.
This is not a boy who has just started learning martial arts. He even believed that he had been lifting weights since he was in his mother's womb and was lifting dumbbells when he was born.
Was he actually crushed by a teenager who looked underage in terms of pure strength?
"Uh... what are you doing?"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind Li Zhaoquan, which he absolutely did not want to hear at this moment.
He immediately straightened up, turned around as if nothing had happened, and looked at Zhang Daqing's smiling face.
"Nothing, I just need to pee. Do you know where the toilet is?"
He put his right hand, which was shaking uncontrollably, behind his back and spoke calmly.
Zhang Daqing clicked his tongue twice "Keep pretending, I'm watching."
Li Zhaoquan's mouth twitched.
"I saw it, and you're asking such a stupid question."
Li Zhaoquan suddenly became too lazy to pretend and continued to rub his right forearm, making a hissing sound from time to time, which sounded quite painful.
Zhang Daqing looked at him and found it funny, but at the same time he was secretly frightened.
Who is the new disciple of Canglong Dojo? He is actually stronger than Li Zhaoquan.
Is he taking drugs?