"Only a fool wouldn't run!"

Wang Yi cursed internally, then pressed his limbs against the ground and sped up.

Wang Yi's speed was astonishing, running on both hands and feet. He didn't seem human at all, more like an agile leopard. It's unknown how this old dog trained himself to be like this.

What frightened Wang Yi even more was, how did this damn kid train? So young, and already a mid-level martial artist. Claiming he's from a humble background, Wang Yi half-believed it, how could someone so ordinary defy the heavens like this?

Wang Yi already knew he wasn't Lin Tian's match. He could surrender and no longer have to escape like an old dog.

But if he admitted defeat, he would lose the bet.

He thought about reneging; honesty seemed worthless compared to the importance of the herbal medicine company.

But the opponent had a master; even if he backed out, it would be useless! Besides, if the opponent wasn't happy and handed over the evidence to the Inspectorate, everything would be over.

Since he couldn't cheat or admit defeat, there was only one way: stall for time and restore his Spiritual Qi.

Wang Yi kept running, with Lin Tian hot on his heels, and Bai Shishi and others were stunned. They agreed on a duel; how did it turn into a race?

The gray and black figures leapt to the edge of the rooftop. Bai Shishi anxiously followed, but her speed couldn't compare to the two men.

At the edge of the rooftop, Wang Yi suddenly stopped because any further, and it would be a dead end.

Atop the Celestial Dragon Hotel, the rooftop was surrounded by a 1.4-meter-high railing; falling from there would require an intentional jump.

Wang Yi turned, looking at Lin Tian with hostility.

Internally, he chuckled. You little bastard, today is your death day!

"Why aren't you running anymore?" Lin Tian looked at him and chuckled playfully.

"Hmph, kid, don't push people too far!"

Lin Tian laughed even harder. "What? Can't beat me, so you plan to jump off and blame it on me, claiming I'm trying to murder you? That's a pretty vicious idea, isn't it?"

"Hmph, kid, you're too arrogant! Do you think our Wang Family's greatest strength is Spiritual Qi?"

Lin Tian was puzzled. If it's not Spiritual Qi, then what? Didn't you just use Spiritual Qi to fight me?

Noticing Lin Tian's confused gaze, Wang Yi smugly said, "We train in the heat and cold, besides Spiritual Qi, our external techniques are not to be underestimated."

"What's an external technique?" Lin Tian was bewildered; why was this old man talking nonsense instead of fighting?

"Do you really not understand, or are you pretending? External techniques are moves! With a strong physique, we can still knock you down!" Wang Yi roared.

Lin Tian nodded thoughtfully, understanding something. "But your bodies aren't that great, from what I see. That punch I gave you just now left a hidden injury, right? And, are you stalling for time?"

Wang Yi's old face flushed, not expecting to be seen through.

Indeed, he was stalling. After exchanging a few words, the Spiritual Qi in his Sea of Qi had recovered significantly.

Although the Wang Family practiced internal and external techniques, sufficient Spiritual Qi was necessary to execute external skills.

Wang Yi moved, Spiritual Qi enveloping his fist, then stepped forward.

With a circle from his left foot, he advanced a step. Then his right foot circled, advancing another step.

Lin Tian watched his movements. Although slow, they felt profound.

Circle after circle, simple on the surface but filled with mystery.

Lin Tian didn't attack because he couldn't find a flaw in this old dog. Every step seemed casual but was actually both offensive and defensive.

So, external meant moves!

Wang Yi's actions resembled Tai Chi, but they certainly weren't. Lin Tian had many skills in his mind, including Tai Chi. Although he hadn't studied it much, he could identify it.

Wang Yi smiled proudly, "Boy, this is our Wang Family's 'Taiyin Step Hand,' today I'll teach you how to respect your elders!"

Only now did Wang Yi get serious!

In his first clash with Lin Tian, he only attached Spiritual Qi to his hands. Now, he enveloped his whole person in the moves, and his strength transformed qualitatively!

Lin Tian put away his playful smile, his expression turning severe.

He remembered training Military Boxing moves during army training, which significantly boosted his explosiveness.

Could that also count as an external skill?

Lin Tian had many martial arts skills in his mind but had never practiced them. Except... for the 'First Set of Military Boxing.'

Lin Tian still remembered those sixteen moves clearly and could perform them without issues.

Could Military Boxing best Taiyin Step Hand?

Lin Tian didn't know, but now he had to try. If it didn't work, he would fight this old man head-on.

Wang Yi's attacking move was still circling his hands, advancing them towards Lin Tian's chest.

His ten fingers spread slightly, only slightly bent. Lin Tian sensed the Spiritual Qi's fluctuation on them. If caught, he'd undoubtedly be torn to shreds!

Truly insidious.

Lin Tian didn't dare relax, he gathered his Spiritual Qi and began to dismantle Wang Yi's circles.

Yet, Wang Yi's 'Taiyin Step Hand' had taken shape, gaining momentum. When Lin Tian's hand touched him, it was bounced away by a strange force.

This somewhat resembled Tai Chi's skill of using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds. Clearly, the Wang Family's skill, merging Tai Chi's core ideas while elevating them, was formidable.

Seeing its intricacy.

Lin Tian's hands were deflected, leaving him no choice but to dodge Wang Yi's attack.

Seeing this, Wang Yi felt triumphant, stepping forward with his left foot, still circling with his right foot, charging at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian cautiously dodged while searching for Wang Yi's weaknesses. But he frustratingly found that this fellow was like an iron barrel, with no openings from head to toe.

As soon as he threw a punch, it would undoubtedly be deflected!

In his anxiety, Lin Tian suddenly touched something long and hard at his waist, don't misunderstand… he touched a gun.

In a flash of inspiration, Lin Tian drew the gun, pointed it at Wang Yi's head, and shouted, "Don't move!"

As the saying goes, no matter how skilled in martial arts, one fears a kitchen knife, let alone a gun. At such close range, even

Wang Yi was still drawing circles when, under Mao Lulu's moonlight, Lin Tian brandished a gun at him.

In an instant, his circle-drawing hands and feet froze, and his smug expression stiffened.

"Shameless! We agreed to a duel! How can you use a gun!" Wang Yi cursed.

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