ryethenovel Chapter 100: Peak Golden Core cultivator punches me in the chest with all his might!
Chapter 100: Peak Golden Core cultivator punches me in the chest with all his might!
A muffled thud shook the entire dojo, sending dust billowing into the air.
The solid wood floor beneath his feet was cracked with a dense spiderweb pattern that spread along Park Jung-woong's fist.
Park Jung-woong slowly withdrew his fist, his face filled with an arrogant and domineering expression.
He flicked his wrist, sneered, and spoke with an air of smug disdain.
Park Jung-woong said:
"Kid, I told you long ago, don't be so arrogant."
"If you know what's good for you and kneel down to surrender, you might still save your life."
"What a pity you ran into me today; you can only blame your bad luck."
Zhao Lei, standing in the crowd, instantly blushed and trembled with excitement.
He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes fixed on the center of the smoke and dust, as if he were on steroids.
Zhao Lei muttered to himself feverishly:
"It's a success! It's definitely a success!"
"As expected of veteran Park Jung-woong, his strength is truly terrifying!"
"Dare to oppose Taekwondo? This is what happens!"
The Jiangzhou University students watching the game were all pale-faced.
Many people couldn't bear to watch and covered their eyes, their voices trembling.
Student A said in horror:
"Oh no, oh no, could Lu Jingchen have been beaten to death?"
"That punch was brutal! It could even shatter a rock!"
Student B, trembling, said:
"It's definitely gone... That was a full-force punch from a peak Golden Core cultivator..."
"I should have told him not to come, it's such a pity..."
Just when everyone thought Lu Jingchen was doomed.
Amidst the billowing dust, a light, disdainful laugh suddenly rang out.
Lu Jingchen's voice clearly reached everyone's ears:
"Is that all you've got?"
"With that little strength, it's like scratching an itch. How dare you come out here and embarrass yourself?"
The smile on Park Jung-woong's face froze instantly.
His pupils contracted sharply, and he stared intently at the center of the smoke and dust, as if he had seen a ghost.
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing the figures inside.
Lu Jingchen stood with his hands behind his back, motionless in place.
Not even the hem of his clothes was disheveled, and he looked calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.
It was as if that powerful punch that could split rocks had never hit him at all.
Park Jung-woong was so frightened that he took several steps back and almost fell to the ground.
He pointed at Lu Jingchen, his voice trembling like a leaf, his face filled with utter horror.
Park Jung-woong roared:
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
"I'm at the peak of the Golden Core stage! This punch could pierce even a steel plate!"
"How can you be completely unharmed?! What kind of monster are you?!"
Lu Jingchen casually patted his chest, revealing dust that didn't even exist.
His tone was very indifferent, as if he were just saying the weather was nice today.
Lu Jingchen said:
"Because you're just a fake."
"He's only half-learned the Nine Heavens Profound Technique and dares to call himself a grandmaster?"
"I laughed so hard my teeth fell out."
A close-up shot showed Lu Jingchen slowly raising his right hand.
There were no unnecessary movements, nor any outburst of momentum.
He simply flicked his finger lightly at Park Jung-woong.
Buzz—!
An extremely terrifying burst of energy erupted from his fingertips in an instant.
Like an invisible cannonball, it blasted straight towards Park Jung-woong.
Park Jung-woong didn't even have a chance to react before letting out a piercing scream.
"ah--!"
He was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string.
It slammed heavily against the cement wall of the dojo, making a loud thud.
The wall was smashed into a large, human-shaped crater, and rubble was falling down in a torrent.
Park Jung-woong coughed up blood and slid down the wall.
He collapsed to the ground, his head lolling to one side, his fate unknown.
He didn't even utter a sound before passing out.
The entire Red Sun Dojo fell into a deathly silence.
You could hear a pin drop clearly.
Hundreds of Taekwondo students stood frozen in place, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit an egg.
The expression on his face changed from previous fervor to utter terror and blankness.
Zhao Lei stared blankly at Park Jung-woong, who lay sprawled on the ground like a dead dog.
His legs buckled, and with a "thump," he collapsed to his knees in despair.
His eyes were vacant, he looked completely dazed, and he muttered to himself.
Zhao Lei said, looking dejected:
"Defeated... Even the peak Golden Core stage was defeated..."
"How is this possible... How is this possible...?"
Lu Jingchen slowly withdrew his hand, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Lei kneeling on the ground.
His eyes were cold, as if he were looking at an insignificant ant.
Lu Jingchen sneered, his voice echoing throughout the entire venue:
"Is this what you call the ultimate master?"
"Looks like it's nothing special after all."
"From now on, you should focus on practicing traditional martial arts properly and stop with these fancy moves."
The surrounding students were momentarily stunned.
A deafening cheer erupted instantly, nearly lifting the roof off the dojo.
"Lu Jingchen is awesome! Lu Jingchen is awesome!"
"Traditional martial arts are awesome! Who says traditional martial arts are just fancy moves? Step forward!"
"That's so cool! That's a true master!"
Everyone was waving their arms wildly and shouting Lu Jingchen's name.
His eyes were filled with fervent adoration and excitement, as if he had met an idol.
Ignoring the admiration of the crowd, Lu Jingchen turned around and walked to Su Muyue.
In front of everyone present, he naturally took her hand.
Su Muyue's body stiffened abruptly, and two red clouds instantly rose to her cheeks.
She kept her head down, not daring to look at the people around her, but her heart was filled with sweetness.
Looking at her shy little face, Lu Jingchen couldn't help but smile, his tone so gentle it was almost sweet.
Lu Jingchen said:
"What's wrong? Are you standing there dumbfounded?"
"Aren't you hungry after playing for so long?"
"Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious."
Su Muyue blushed, nodded gently, and whispered in response:
"Hmm... okay."
Lu Jingchen held her hand, preparing to turn around and leave the dojo.
Suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps behind me, along with the dull thud of knees hitting the ground.
Zhao Lei scrambled to Lu Jingchen's feet and knelt heavily on the ground.
He kowtowed repeatedly, his forehead bleeding, and he wept bitterly.
Zhao Lei cried and said:
"Master Lu! I know I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!"
"From now on, I will definitely practice traditional martial arts diligently! I will never touch those fancy moves again!"
"I will never be blinded by this so-called Taekwondo again! Please give me a chance!"
"I'm willing to serve you like a slave and learn martial arts from you diligently!"
Lu Jingchen paused slightly, looking at Zhao Lei's repentant expression.
He touched his chin thoughtfully, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
He turned to look at Su Muyue beside him, a playful smile playing on his lips.
Lu Jingchen said:
"Tell me, with my abilities..."
"It seems a bit too boring to just sit in school all day doing nothing."
He pointed at Zhao Lei, who was kneeling on the ground, and then glanced at all the students in the room.
Lu Jingchen said:
"What this kid said actually makes some sense."
"Why don't we just start our own martial arts association at the school?"
"It will also let more people know what true traditional martial arts are."
Su Muyue's beautiful eyes lit up instantly, filled with admiration and anticipation.
She nodded vigorously and said excitedly:
"Great idea! That's fantastic!"
"This will not only allow more people to learn about traditional martial arts, but also help to promote and develop the martial arts association!"
Lu Jingchen smiled and nodded, taking Su Muyue's hand.
My gaze drifted towards the azure sky outside the dojo's gate.
His expression became incredibly resolute, and his eyes shone with a dazzling light.
Lu Jingchen silently said to himself:
"It seems my journey has only just begun."