After the middle-aged man left the arena, he clasped his fists towards Qin Feng and said, "I am Wang Yidong, the twenty-third generation inheritor of Zhang Family Tai Chi, here to seek guidance!"
Qin Feng waved his hand for Lin Xia and Su Xiaowan to step back.
More than a hundred disciples of Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall also retreated two steps, clearing a space in the center.
Qin Feng returned the salute with a faint smile, saying, "A nameless junior, Qin Feng, ready to be enlightened!"
Wang Yidong was about the same height as Qin Feng, and robust and sturdy. Generally, people would assume that a man with his burly build must use fierce and powerful techniques.
But he偏偏 chose Tai Chi, and he had practiced it for twenty years, rarely meeting a match in the Martial Arts Realm.
Qin Feng's light laughter, in his eyes, was the ultimate insult.
Without another word, he struck directly. With a Double-Peak Punch, he swung both fists at Qin Feng's head.
