The Unknown God of War

At this moment, there was a loud voice that rang through the venue. Next, Murong Cang, who was dressed in a tangzhuang, his face looking red as he entered the place in a majestic stride.

“Professor Murong is here!”

“Professor Murong.”

The group of contestants all stopped to bow respectfully and enthusiastically; even Meng Xingyu’s face was full of reverence.

This was the ultimate martial arts expert of Jiangling. He was the number one. He was also a guest lecturer at Jiangling College. He was their idol and what they strived to be.

“Professor Murong!” Qiao Hong’s eyes were especially bright as he went forward to help Murong Cang. He pointed at Chu Feng with a sinister smile on his face, saying, “This is the reason we are making so much noise. This guy just walked through the door, and he actually dared to openly mock Taekwondo as rubbish. He mocked our martial arts spirit, and even claimed to want to fight a group of us. Hahahaha! Don’t you think that’s funny?” Qiao Hong held his stomach and laughed so hard and loudly that he couldn’t even stand up straight.

At that moment, Murong Cang swept a glance around and the expression on his face suddenly changed. Instantly, he pushed Qiao Hong away and strode forward to face Chu Feng.

He bowed respectfully. “Grandmaster Chu, you’re here.”

The laughter on Qiao Hong’s face suddenly froze. Surprised, his jaws dropped and his mouth opened so wide that one could practically stuff a coconut into it.

Meng Xingyu was also thunderstruck. His body swayed and he fell down. His back was covered with a layer of sweat.

The surrounding members of the martial arts gym all looked dumbstruck; they all stood still, like sculptures and stones in the wind.

“H-He is…”

“G-Grandmaster?!”

Grandmaster!

As soon as the martial arts master Murong Cang said this, he set off a big wave of astonishment. Everyone present was dumbstruck.

A martial arts grandmaster was practically the above all; he was what all the martial arts practitioners aspired to be, practically a god.

This included the Jiangbei-renowned Murong Cang, who was arguably Jiangling’s number one expert. At the end of the day, he was only a sixth level Hidden Energy practitioner. Although it was only a step away from the seventh level, it was worlds away and very difficult to achieve.

There were many talented martial arts experts that worked a lifetime to achieve that status, however, ninety-nine percent of them failed.

Only an extremely small number of talents ever managed to gain the grandmaster status and become a god-like being.

But this Chu Feng who was standing before them, who seemed to be around their age, was actually a grandmaster?

This was shocking! It was so unexpected!

The group of Taekwondo trainees that were there thought of how they didn’t know their place when they provoked Chu Feng. They even wanted to challenge him. Now, they were sweating out of fear. Their hearts were beating so hard that they might jump out of their bodies.

This was a grandmaster that would kill Murong Cang with a single finger, let alone them who were nothing more than ants to him.

Meng Xingyu balled his fists. There was shock and dissatisfaction in his eyes. He didn’t understand how Chu Feng, who was the same age as him, could have achieved so much.

Meng Xingyu balled his fists. There was shock and dissatisfaction in his eyes. He didn’t understand how Chu Feng, who was the same age as him, could have achieved so much.