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 Canglong Dojo. This should be his first appearance today."
"Hidden Dragon Dojo? So, he is the last disciple of the 'Dragon Lord'?"
"Why don't you hold a banquet to celebrate your apprenticeship? The circle has been quiet lately, and there's nothing interesting about it."
"You don't know this. He has always been low-key in accepting disciples. Except for the first disciple Meng Bo, whose condition is unclear, he accepted 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 the opponent 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 beforehand, 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 when they met 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 made contact 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 the twin powers began to operate, instantly doubling his strength.
"Click..."
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 something was wrong.
What's going on? When did this savage become so polite
He thought about it, then quietly followed Li Zhaoquan and walked out the door with him.
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 is that!?"
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 his mother's womb and was lifting dumbbells when he was born.
He was 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 a chicken."
He 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 was actually able to surpass Li Zhaoquan in strength. Could he be taking drugs
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Chapter 63 They Want to Know Me, Not Me
"So why are you looking for trouble with others?" Zhang Daqing pinched his chin and asked with his head tilted.
"… "
Li Zhaoquan scratched his head.
"There are a lot of girls here, so I just want to show off..."
Zhang Daqing was somewhat speechless: "You are such a moron, you are really not afraid of trouble. I am not alone. Even if I am really bullied by you, who knows, 'Little Dragon King' Meng Boshan might come to your dojo to challenge me tomorrow."
"It's just a helping hand. I won't really do anything to him. I've already found the reason." Li Zhaoquan looked confident.
Zhang Daqing rolled his eyes and was too lazy to say anything more.
"Hiss... The bone is really broken. This guy is not normal. We must not provoke him..." Li Zhaoquan rubbed his arms.
Zhang Daqing waved his hands quickly: "What do you mean by 'we'? Come on, I have nothing to do with you. I have always been looking at him with a warm and friendly gaze..."
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"Hmm? Is this the end?"
The group of wealthy or noble young men and women were somewhat confused.
These two people looked like they were about to have a conflict, so how come it was over after just shaking hands for a while
Young Master Ye Chenglin looked towards Pei Tiancheng.
"Mr. Pei, what do you think? What happened?"
The rest of the people in the small circle also looked at him.
Pei Tiancheng smiled, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and said, "That's 'shaking hands'. When two martial artists with high enough skills want to test each other's skills, they can know the approximate level of each other just by shaking hands, without actually fighting."
The second generation, who had never been exposed to these things on a daily basis, suddenly found it very magical and exclaimed in surprise.
"So they have already tested each other? Master Pei, who do you think has the upper hand?"
Ye Chenglin said with interest.
"Needless to say, it must be this handsome boy." A girl immediately spoke up, staring at Xue Jing with shining eyes.
"That big meat bear ran so fast, he must have lost." Another girl immediately joined in.
A young man with a slicked-back hair nearby couldn't help but feel a little jealous: "Hey, hey, hey, you guys who only care about faces, don't just look at faces. This is a kung fu competition, not a beauty pageant. Master Pei, you know the most about this, what do you say?"
Pei Tiancheng looked at Xue Jing and said in a gentle voice: "I think this boy is stronger."
"See, I told you, he must have won!" The girl immediately smiled.
"Master Pei, Master Pei, what about you? Between you and him, who is stronger?" someone suddenly asked.
Pei Tiancheng smiled, a hint of confidence showing on his face.
"It's hard to compare. I'm older than him."
As soon as he said this, no one present was stupid and they understood what he meant.
This is saying that you are better than the other person, but you are modestly using the excuse of being older.
"Wow~" Everyone in the group looked at him with admiration.
Pei Youguang, who was standing next to him, hesitated for a moment on his wealthy face, and stammered, "Uh, that... I know him."
"Um?"
Everyone turned their eyes to Pei Youguang.
Young Master Pei, who had been ignored intentionally or unintentionally, suddenly received so much attention that he became a little restless.
"Oh? Master Pei knows him?"
Ye Chenglin looked strange.
"Yes, he is my senior from the same school." Pei Youguang said, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his nose bridge which had almost recovered but still ached slightly.
I was beaten up by him some time ago... he added in his heart.
"Second Master Pei... Can you introduce him to us?" A girl in a sexy off-shoulder dress said to Pei Youguang with shining eyes.
The European Cup with deep cleavage made Pei Youguang dizzy.
This was the first time a girl took the initiative to talk to him and called him Second Master Pei since he followed Pei Tiancheng to this small group.
"Second Master Pei, please, please."