Meanwhile, the disciples of the Primordial Form Intent Martial Arts School snapped back to reality. Some disciples with a strong sense of belonging to the Primordial Form Intent Martial Arts School immediately erupted. As part of the Primordial Form Intent Martial Arts School, they shared in its glory and its shame; their creed was: if the master is insulted, the disciple fights to the death! Feeling humiliated, they were about to rush the platform to launch a sneak attack on Zhang Beixing, avenge Ma Yuankai, and restore their Primordial Form Intent Martial Arts School's reputation.

Seeing them act this way, even though Liu Yi had long been aware of the Primordial Form Intent Martial Arts School's conduct, he couldn't help but curse them as shameless. He quickly moved to stop them. The outcome was predictable. The last time Liu Yi was ganged up on, it was because Ma Yuankai, a Grandmaster, was present. Ma Yuankai had engaged Liu Yi, preventing him from using his full strength, which led to him being beaten by the crowd. This time, Ma Yuankai was already lying on the ground; did they still want to disregard martial ethics and launch a sneak attack? Did they really think he, Liu Yi, this Grandmaster, was a pushover?

Without a word, Liu Yi immediately intercepted them, facing many alone, suppressing all before him. Relying on his martial arts foundation and the external release of Vital Energy, he, without any suspense, knocked this group of Primordial Form Intent Martial Arts School disciples—who wanted to sneak attack Zhang Beixing—to the ground. None could withstand a single blow. After all, the strongest among them was still below the Grandmaster level; in a direct confrontation, they stood no chance.

"Finally feels damn good to let off steam! Was it you, old coot, who kicked my ass last time?" Liu Yi, feeling refreshed and invigorated, kicked one disciple away, stood with his hands on his hips in the center of the arena, and cursed loudly.

Meanwhile, Zhang Beixing had finished jotting down his notes. Though scribbled, they were just to aid his memory so he wouldn't forget later. He put the notebook into his pocket. He glanced at Ma Yuankai, who was lying on the ground feigning unconsciousness, choosing not to expose this Grandmaster's last shred of dignity. Instead, he turned to Liu Yi and asked, "Master, satisfied?"

"Satisfied! Damn right, I'm satisfied! You truly are the disciple I taught!" Liu Yi laughed heartily, filled with joy! Seeing Ma Yuankai suffer a defeat, especially at the hands of his own disciple, felt even more exhilarating than winning five million!

"As long as you're happy. Do you want to give him a couple of hits too?" Zhang Beixing suggested. Not exposing the last shred of dignity was one thing, but the wager they had agreed upon when they stepped onto the platform still had to be fulfilled.

Hearing Zhang Beixing's words, Ma Yuankai, still feigning unconsciousness on the ground, felt his eyelids twitch. He inwardly cursed Zhang Beixing for being so ruthless. Why was he feigning unconsciousness? Wasn't it precisely to use this opportunity to evade the consequences? And now this kid Zhang Beixing wouldn't give him the slightest chance, insisting on bringing it up. This was determined to make him lose all face! Ma Yuankai could now only pin his hopes on Liu Yi, hoping Liu Yi wouldn't be like Zhang Beixing and insist on this matter. Otherwise, if word of this spread, he would never be able to hold his head high in the Great Xia martial arts world again!

Liu Yi, as if sensing Ma Yuankai's unspoken plea, pondered for a moment after hearing Zhang Beixing. He then shook his head and said, "Forget it. Although this old coot is narrow-minded, envious, and lacks martial virtue, he is, after all, one of Great Xia's Grandmasters. Besides, you've already beaten him today and avenged me. Let's leave it at that!" The main thing was, if it didn't end here, Ma Yuankai might truly lose his mind. What happened today had already caused this old fellow to lose all face. If he were pushed further and, in a fit of humiliation and anger, did something drastic, the problem would be immense! This was Chang'an, not Yanjing or Shishi. On someone else's territory, they still had to be a bit more prudent!

Zhang Beixing understood Liu Yi's unspoken meaning and didn't press the issue further. He just looked at Ma Yuankai, still feigning unconsciousness on the ground, and said, "Consider yourself lucky, old coot, that you encountered my master. We'll let this matter drop for now. But if there's a next time, you'd better think carefully. Also, help me pass a message to that disciple of yours who's a mercenary abroad: his business with me isn't over. If he's got the guts, tell him not to return to the country. If he does return and I catch him, see if I don't cripple him!"

With that, Zhang Beixing snorted coldly and left with Liu Yi, not looking back. Only after the two had been gone for three or four minutes, and Ma Yuankai confirmed they were no longer in his Primordial Form Intent Martial Arts School, did he climb up from the platform. With a grim face, he walked to the backyard and erupted in a torrent of curses, venting the fury in his heart!

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Meanwhile, back in the car, Liu Yi was now completely unrestrained, his mouth almost twisted from laughing so hard! He couldn't stop patting Zhang Beixing's shoulder. "Good, excellent, Beixing! What you did today was damn brilliant! Especially that last part, when that old coot saw you smile and looked completely baffled—I was standing below the platform and almost died laughing! Tell me honestly, did you fight him for so long because you were secretly learning his techniques? How much did you learn?"

"About seventy to eighty percent," Zhang Beixing replied, putting down his phone. He didn't say he had learned everything; that would have been too astounding. Learning it all just by watching once? What kind of human-shaped printing press was he? Moreover, he wasn't sure exactly how well he had learned it and needed to go back and study it further, so he hadn't spoken with absolute certainty.

Despite this, upon hearing Zhang Beixing's words, Liu Yi still looked astonished. However, he quickly composed himself and said, "Not bad. Being able to learn seventy to eighty percent is more than enough. Could this be the confidence behind your claim to challenge masters all over the country? Heh, it might just be possible. With talent like yours, after you've fought your way across the entire country, you might genuinely achieve Master of All! It sounds a bit outrageous, but as your master, I support you. Even if there's only a sliver of a chance, you have to try!"

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