"Of course, he will," Lin Zhiyan asserted confidently from the side.

Jiang Chen smiled, without explaining, and took out the Silver Needle, pricking Lu Jingming a few times.

It wasn't long before Lu Jingming's body suddenly warmed up, just like the earth revives in spring, and all previous pain disappeared, feeling even better than before he had been injured.

"My goodness, Mr. Jiang is truly capable!"

Completely convinced, Lu Jingming bowed deeply to express his thanks again.

"Go on," Jiang Chen said, patting the other's shoulder with a small smile.

"Alright!" Lu Jingming nodded confidently and turned to leap onto the stage.

"What? Is it really you, the defeated lackey, who's come to fight me?" Shanbe Liang looked at Lu Jingming disdainfully, then turned with contempt to Jiang Chen: "Kid, why don't you come up here? Are you scared?"

Lu Jingming stared straight at Shanbe Liang and said in a deep voice, "You're not worthy of Mr. Jiang's personal effort."

Convinced!

Lu Jingming truly admired Jiang Chen, just as Shen Zhenguo did. Those like them, who had been practicing for years, knew that their cultivation techniques had flaws since, after all, techniques handed down from ancient times inevitably face uncontrollable factors.

Yet Jiang Chen was able to identify the flaws in the cultivation technique in such a short time and even devised a method to repair them. Lu Jingming was clear in his heart that this meant Jiang Chen's martial arts mastery had far surpassed his own.

"Hmph! I'm not worthy? Mr. Lu sure talks big. Since you're asking for it, I'll accommodate you. After I've defeated you, I'll have a good lesson for that kid!" Shanbe Liang sneered coldly, charging towards Lu Jingming.

Lu Jingming's eyes showed a serious expression. He knew that he still couldn't fully utilize the strongest combat power of the modified cultivation technique Jiang Chen had improved, but even so, he was confident that he definitely wouldn't lose to Shanbe Liang again!

"Why is the director stepping into the ring again?"

"Didn't the director just teach that Jiang Chen? Isn't Jiang Chen going to fight?"

"What's going on here? Is that Jiang Chen scared?"

The martial arts gym members and the fighting club members were all stunned, whispering their discussions.

It seemed that no one had faith in Lu Jingming.

Bang Bang Bang!

In the midst of the crowd's confusion, the battle on the platform became intense right from the start.

Everyone suddenly realized with amazement that after such a short time, Lu Jingming seemed to have transformed, fighting equally with Shanbe Liang.

"This… The director merely practiced his punches once. Has he had an epiphany?"

"Great, no matter what, as long as the director doesn't lose, our gym's reputation will be salvaged!"

"When the director was practicing his punches just now, Jiang Chen was always talking to him. Do you think the director's sudden improvement could be related to that Jiang Chen?"

"How could that be possible! How old is he? Could he really instruct the director? Nonsense!"

The martial arts gym students marveled and speculated about the reasons behind Lu Jingming's improvement in strength.

Xu Zhiyan watched from below, taken aback. Frowning deeply, he stared at the two competitors on the stage. He had bragged to the club members about how incredibly strong Shanbe Liang was; if Shanbe Liang was defeated, it wasn't just his own face at stake, but the credibility of the fighting club might also be questioned by its members!

Bang!

A dull thud, Lu Jingming and Shanbe Liang separated, each taking several steps back, both looking at the other with a grave expression.

"Jiang Chen, even though Director Lu has become stronger, he still can't win," Lin Zhiyan whispered.

Jiang Chen nodded. The two competitors now were evenly matched in strength, and if the fight continued like this, it was likely to end in a draw.

"Director Lu!" Stepping up to the edge of the stage, Jiang Chen called out softly.

Lu Jingming started slightly, then, keeping a wary eye on Shanbe Liang, he backed up to Jiang Chen and respectfully asked, "Mr. Jiang, what is it?"

"His vital point is at the left side of his waist!" Jiang Chen spoke in a low voice.

Lu Jingming's eyes brightened, and he nodded emphatically before turning to Shanbe Liang with a smile and rushing toward him rapidly.

Shanbe Liang's brows furrowed, and a sense of ominous premonition surged in his heart. He glanced at Jiang Chen and fully resisted Lu Jingming's attack.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the two were clashing again, still evenly matched.

"Could this… Could this end in a draw?"

"They really are evenly matched!"

"Yes, but it's amazing how quickly Director Lu has improved!"

"It looks like the director was right, sparring is indeed the fastest way to improve one's strength!"

The crowd realized that Lu Jingming and his opponent were still difficult to separate and, as if seeing the outcome, began to murmur among themselves.

Bang!

"Ah!"

A muffled thud followed by a cry of pain startled everyone, who quickly turned their attention back to the ring.

With a cold expression, Lu Jingming stood in the center of the ring, while Shanbe Liang lay on the ground, clutching his left flank, his body trembling, his complexion as white as snow!

"Shanbe Liang, you've lost!" Lu Jingming spoke coldly.

Shanbe Liang glared at Lu Jingming with a chilling stare but did not admit defeat.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Lu Jingming brutally kicked Shanbe Liang in the stomach.

Bang!

Rattle!

Shanbe Liang was kicked off the ring and fell harshly to the ground.

"Master Shanben!" Xu Zhiyan exclaimed, rushing forward to help Shanbe Liang up, while the other members of the Combat Sports Club looked on with faces fallen in dejection.

"Great!"

"The director is mighty!"

"Beautiful!"

"We won! Little Ben, and all of you martial arts wannabes, do you see? Our Flame Dragon Martial Arts are the strongest!"

Now it was the turn of the entire martial arts gym members to cheer.

They rushed towards the ring, eager to greet their victorious director.

With a faint smile, Jiang Chen stepped towards the bewildered members of the Combat Sports Club. These club members had all been beaten by Jiang Chen before, and upon seeing him approach, they all took a couple of steps back.

After a cold glance at the members of the Combat Sports Club, Jiang Chen pointed at them and reproached sharply:

"You bunch of idiots, always groveling at the feet of foreigners, believing that combat sports are the strongest martial arts in the world, never valuing the treasures of your own country.

Don't you know? Their techniques all originated from our ancestors; they just simplified them, and now you place them on a higher pedestal than what our ancestors passed down.

Are you stupid?!

Now, they come to our country, using what they've learned from us to fight against us, and you're still helping them instead of your own people. How can you face your ancestors?"

The Combat Sports Club members, scolded by Jiang Chen, hung their heads in shame, their faces flushed with embarrassment.

While Jiang Chen was lecturing these members, Shanbe Liang watched him, his eyes ablaze with anger.

Suddenly, Shanbe Liang clenched his teeth, forcefully pushed Xu Zhiyan away, and charged viciously towards Jiang Chen.

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