Chapter 194 - Grandmaster From the West (2/2)

He had been one level below Lei Qianjue when they pitted against each other. However, there and then, even Lei Qianjue’s disciple could have defeated the old man with ease, worse, the old man’s physical conditions and abilities were deteriorating by the day.

“Where are they going to fight? On that little boat? Why don’t they choose a more convenient venue, say a gym?” Li Yichen asked confusedly.

Yang Chao and Zhang Yumeng nodded in agreement with Li Yichen’s suggestion.

It would be too dangerous to fight on that tiny boat, one false move, they would all fall into the lake.

“Haha, that boat? Haha, the gym?” The old man let out a peal of laughter, rendering Zhang Yumeng and the other teenagers even more confused than before.

“A Grandmaster can walk in the sky and march on the water. Only while they were unconstrained by s.p.a.ce could these powerful grandmasters fully unleash their power.” The old man pulled a taut face and then said contemptuously: “Only amateurs fight in the gym. The two Grandmasters could easily tear the gym apart in less than three seconds.”

“Really?” Zhang Yumeng and her friends could only stare.

Li Yichen kept his silence, but his eyes were filled with disdain.

“Well, it’s not your youngsters’ fault to not know any of it. Ever since Lei Qianjue was defeated by Ye Nantian seventeen years ago, there hasn’t been another fight between Grandmasters. Grandmasters were the dominant power of an entire region, the foundation of regional stability, and therefore they don’t let themselves get involved with confrontations easily. If not because of the Young Grandmaster’s sudden rise to power, we wouldn’t even have the fortune to witness this fight.” The old man heaved a sigh and said.

Suddenly, his eyes glinted as he looked into the distance. “Another Grandmaster is here.”

Around them, many martial arts suddenly rose to their feet and looked toward the same direction. Zhang Yumeng looked as well but saw nothing but an empty lake.

“Where is he?” Zhang Yumeng searched the lake surface for any sign of commotion, and then she found it.

A small black dot appeared at the horizon. The dot was the size of a thumb in the beginning, and then it grew to as big as a basketball. By then, everyone could tell that the dot was someone who was running across the lake on water.

“What?” Zhang Yumeng was stunned.

Suddenly, the person running snarled, his voice sent a shock wave across the lake, stirring up waves on the otherwise calm surface. It was deafeningly loud when it reached everyone’s ear.

“Brother Lei, you are still looking pretty good after seventeen years.”

When he p.r.o.nounced “brother” he was still a few hundred meters away, however, by the time he finished his sentence, he had already reached the center of the lake. It was close enough for the teenagers from Chu Zhou City to see his face clearly.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a Daoist robe with black and white stripes. Every time the man’s feet touched the water, it left an imprint in the shape of a Tai Chi symbol. Looking from afar, it was as if these Tai Chi symbols had carried him all the way across the lake, making the middle age man resemble an immortal with otherworldly powers.

“It…”

Zhang Yumeng and her friends were rendered speechless. Even Li Yichen was shaken by the sight. However ill.u.s.trious the old man’s past was, it paled in comparison to the middle-aged man’s ability to talk on water.

“Grandmaster of the Tai Chi Sect, Chen Jiuyang!” The old man from the Seven Kill Fist Sect exclaimed heavily.

His eyes were filled with remorse and envy. Compared to the Tai Chi Sect, the Seven Kill Fist Sect was a small outfit. Ever since his defeat, the Seven Kill Fist Sect fell from grace and the number of sect members dwindled.

“How are you doing Brother Chen?” The old man fis.h.i.+ng at the center of the lake finally broke his silence.

“Well, not as good as you, Brother Lei. I am only going downhill from here.” Chen Jiuyang let out a wry smile. “I was still able to spar with you seventeen years ago, but seventeen years later, I can’t even defeat your disciple! I was so ashamed of myself that I didn’t know if I could face you again.”

Chen Jiuyang stood steadily on the water, supported by a powerful gust under his feet. The wind blew from his feet plunged into the water, causing waves as high as a meter tall. It lifted the old man’s body in the air above the water.

“Romon is not really my disciple. He used to study under many other Mixed Martial Arts Masters and is well versed in nearly all kinds of martial arts. I merely provided some of my advice and limited guidance.” The old man said slowly.

“Your limited guidance had made a Grandmaster out of him. Brother, I really have to confess that I have no clue how powerful you have gotten. I wager that Ye Nantian would be your only worthy opponent in the world. ” Chen Jiuyang lamented.

“Ye Nantian?” The old man suddenly tightened his back and put away the fis.h.i.+ng rod. “After I have killed Chen Beixuan and avenged my disciple, I will head north to Yan Mountain and see if I can learn a thing or two from the all mighty Ye Nantian.”

The two Grandmasters conversed with each other while their audience kept their silence fearfully.

Even Li Yichen and Yang Chao had sealed their lips while trying to grapple with the immense fear toward the two speakers.

“So what that old man and his grandson told us was true? Martial arts and their otherworldly powers such as walking on water, and killing people from a distance do exist in this world?” Li Yichen was dumbfounded.

He has seen it with his own eyes. Chen Jiuyang had walked over the lake on his bare feet; it was a scene straight out of the legends and high tales.

“Chen Jiuyang confessed that he couldn’t even defeat the other old man’s disciple? How powerful exactly is that old fisherman? And how powerful is Chen Beixuan?”

Everyone waited for the fight to begin expectantly.

Meanwhile, Lu Yanwu was still waiting outside of the ICU.

Chen Fan had been inside for three days, would he still be able to make it to the Fight of Grandmasters at the West Lake?