Chapter 36: Brutal Slaughter of the Japanese Country's Madman

  Since arriving in Huaxia, Ishibashi Gentarou noticed that most Huaxians had humble surnames and had never met anyone as arrogant as Chu Nan. Looking at Chu Nan's age, even if he started learning martial arts from a young age, it was impossible for him to be a match for Ishibashi's twenty years of experience in karate. Moreover, Huaxian martial arts emphasized beautiful moves rather than practicality, so Ishibashi didn't take Chu Nan seriously at all.

  Shi Qiao Juntai slightly crouched down, his hands curved forward, his breathing became more and more stable, his eyes staring intently at Chu Nan.

  Chu Nan stood there with a big smile, even waving at Shi Qiao Juntao, this action caused a burst of booing from the karate students brought by Shi Qiao Juntao.

  "This ignorant and arrogant little brat actually dares to provoke his master."

  "Shi Qiao master is already a 6th dan in karate, last time I saw Shi Qiao master kick and break two of someone's ribs with one foot, this weakling looks like he's asking to be killed!"

  Shi Qiao Juntai looked at Chu Nan's provocative movements, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself, "You little brat, if I don't break your two legs today, my name is not Shi Qiao Juntai."

  "Hey, what's taking so long? It's going to get hot soon. If you don't hurry up, I'll take care of you myself, and then you won't have a chance to make a move!" Chu Nan said with a look of impatience.

  Shi Qiao Juntai let out a loud roar, quickly taking two small steps forward, and kicked one foot to the side of Chu Nan's face. This kick was as swift as thunder, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

  Zhou Wudao was shocked by this kick, and he didn't expect Shi Qiao Juntai's strength to be so powerful. His lower body was stable, his moves were swift and fierce, and if this kick had landed squarely on Chu Nan's face, it would have likely knocked him out cold, or at the very least given him a severe concussion. This Shi Qiao Juntai was ruthless indeed.

  Chu Nan didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he narrowly dodged Shi Qiao Juntao's kick, almost brushing past his face. Shi Qiao Juntao was also somewhat surprised to see Chu Nan dodge, but immediately revealed a ferocious smile. Almost in an instant, the right foot he had just kicked with landed on the ground, and his left foot flew up, the movement smooth and continuous, as he kicked towards Chu Nan's chest.

  Chu Nan barely dodged the first blow, his lower body already unstable. As Ishibashi Gunta had thought, this kick was one that Chu Nan could not avoid no matter what. Indeed, Ishibashi's foot landed squarely on Chu Nan's chest.

  Wu Pei covered her face in fright, Zero Creek also furrowed his brow, a sighing sound came from the Huasheng Wu Guan side, the bare-handed way students one by one shrill shouted, Shi Qiao Juntao even revealed a smug smile, as if he had already heard the sound of Chu Nan's chest shattering, as if he had already seen Chu Nan spitting out fresh blood.

  Shi Qiao Juntao's face had just cracked a smile, but it instantly froze. He felt as if his foot had kicked an iron plate, and a piercing pain shot through him, numbing his entire leg. He stumbled backward, thudding to the ground with a loud "thud", his face filled with shock as he stared at Chu Nan.

  The karate members who had just shouted in excitement suddenly stopped halfway, and everyone who saw this scene was almost stunned. Zero Creek let out a breath, patted his chest, and smiled: "This big bad guy, I knew he'd play these thrilling tricks on people."

  Chu Nan gently brushed off the dust on his clothes and smiled: "Have you heard of the legendary Golden Bell and Iron Cloth Shirt in China?"

  "Your...!" Shi Qiao Jun's face was full of shock as he stuttered.

  Chu Nan shook his head and said: "This is just ordinary hard qigong in Chinese martial arts."

  Ishibashi Kunta nearly spat out blood, ordinary hard qigong had already made him suffer such a huge loss. He felt that his legs were no longer as numb as they were earlier. Ishibashi Kunta suddenly stood up and rushed towards Chunan, his left hand curled into a claw and grabbed at Chunan's left shoulder, while his right hand grasped at Chunan's chest.

  Chu Nan dodged the opponent's left hand grab and seized Shi Qiao Juntao's right wrist, slamming his body into Shi Qiao Juntao's chest. He bent his knees, lowered his body, and used his shoulder to lean against Shi Qiao Juntao's chest. With a loud roar, he exerted force with both arms and sent Shi Qiao Juntao flying over his shoulder in a thunderous crash, leaving him dazed and disoriented.

  The entire audience was silent, everyone watching this unbelievable scene. Ten seconds had actually passed, but it was clear to everyone that if Chu Nan hadn't wanted to "play" with Ishibashi Shunta, he probably wouldn't have needed ten seconds to defeat him. Chu Nan said it doesn't take ten seconds to abuse you, and it's really true.

  Ishibashi Juntaro got up from the ground in a daze, Chu Nan lightly clapped his hands and said: "The capturing skills in Chinese martial arts, how do they compare to your Karate?"

  Shi Qiao Juntai was humiliated in front of so many students, his face burning with shame and anger, he let out a loud roar once again, without any fancy moves, a powerful and fierce palm strike from the Empty-Handed Way, directly aimed at Chu Nan.

  Chu Nan crouched down with both legs, withdrew his arms, and shifted his front foot half a step back. Then, he threw out a punch that was like a thunderclap, accompanied by a terrifying whistling sound. Zhou Wudao saw this scene and exclaimed in surprise: "Hong Quan!"

  Chu Nan and Ishibashi Gentarou's fists collided, producing a chilling crunching sound of bones shattering. Blood splattered everywhere as Ishibashi Gentarou's right hand was completely pulverized, reduced to mush with not a single bone remaining. The inhuman pain emanating from his severed limb was unbearable to witness. Ishibashi Gentarou collapsed to the ground, clutching his mangled stump as urine flowed out of his pants and a blood-curdling scream escaped his lips.

  Even some of the students who witnessed this scene fell to the ground, almost wetting their pants. Some students started vomiting on the ground, and even Zhou Wudao, a veteran of silver martial arts for decades, felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't bear to look straight at it.

  Wu Pei directly covered her eyes, and her whole body was trembling with cold sweat. Ling Luo Creek also had a surprised face. Only one person, that little guy named Luo Lie, his eyes were emitting an extremely hot light, staring at Chu Nan tightly.

  Chu Nan's gaze swept calmly over the karate students, his eyes cutting like a knife, and everyone he looked at didn't dare to meet his gaze.

  "Chinese martial arts are profound and complex, originating from the Shang Dynasty, with fist techniques emerging during the Spring and Autumn period, striking techniques during the Qin Dynasty, and swordplay during the Han Dynasty. Various schools of thought have emerged over time. After thousands of years of development, what you're practicing is merely a branch of Chinese martial arts that was transmitted to Japan during the Tang Dynasty, where it was learned and then falsely claimed as 'Karate'. It's laughable that you would compare this stolen, superficial skill with the profound and complex Chinese martial arts!"

  Chu Nan sneered, "The most ridiculous thing is you people. Foreign monks are good at chanting scriptures, no matter if it's Japan or Korea, their martial arts are just a bit of superficial knowledge learned from our great China, and then slightly improved upon. Yet you don't learn the authentic Chinese kung fu, but instead go learn those stolen superficial skills. As a Chinese person, you go and flatter those foreigners, I don't know whether to blame your parents who sent you to study or blame you yourselves!"

  These people were so ashamed they wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

  Chu Nan snorted and said coldly, "Take your master and get out of here!"

  These students had long been intimidated by Chu Nan's powerful aura, and no one dared to speak up. They just saw Shi Qiao Jun Tai lying unconscious on the ground, his entire hand gone, with fresh blood constantly flowing onto the floor. Just looking at it made them feel dizzy, let alone daring to go and help him up.

  Chu Nan walked over and pressed on the acupuncture points of Shi Qiao Juntao, temporarily stopping the continuous bleeding. Only then did two slightly braver people go over to help Shi Qiao Juntao up, trembling as they prepared to leave.

  "Remember to send him to the hospital immediately, I've stopped his bleeding and he can still be saved, but that hand of his is already shattered into pieces, it's gone for good this lifetime."

  This guy is really ruthless, the karate practitioners all felt a chill and quickly left with Shi Qiao Jian Tai, several of them even fell to the ground.

  After those people left, Zhou Wudao sighed and said: "Mr. Chu, your method just now was really too ruthless, you disabled him with one move, I'm afraid there will be big trouble in the future."

  Chu Nan's tone was calm as he said, "Are you the owner of this inn?"

  Zhou Wudao nodded and sighed: "I am."

  "Hello, I'm here to buy this venue from you."

  Wu Pei and Ling Luo Xi also walked over at this time, Wu Pei said: "Hello, I am the general manager of Tianqing Group, have been here once."

  "Oh, it's President Wu." Zhou Wu said and shook hands with Wu Pei.

  Wu Pei said: "This land is priced at 40 million yuan, I think it's still relatively reasonable, but the one buying the land is Brother Chu..."

  Chu Nan looked around and nodded in satisfaction, saying: "Let's just buy this place."

  "That's good." Wu Pei smiled and said, "The contract can be signed at any time."

  "Then let's do it now, I'm really tired of running the business and was thinking of selling everything after this. I'll go back to my hometown and buy some farmland to live a simple life."

  This week, Wu Dao seems to be a gentle and peaceful person with no ambition or great aspirations. He is also unwilling to fight with others and is more suited to a quiet and peaceful life. Otherwise, he would not have been bullied to his doorstep.

  Zhou Wudao looked at his disciples and said, "All of you go back, from now on, don't come again."

  Those students one by one had tears in their eyes, and bid farewell to Zhou Wudao. Before leaving, they all took a few more glances at Chu Nan, each with an expression of admiration.

  In the end, only five people were left in the entire yard: Zhou Wudao, Wu Bei, Ling Luoxi, Chu Nan and Luo Lie. Zhou Wudao looked at Luo Lie and sighed, "This child is an orphan, he has been living with me for two years, learning skills and helping me with work. If you have nowhere to go, why not leave with me?"

  Luo Lie shook his head, and with a thud, he knelt down in front of Zhou Wu Dao, knocking his forehead against the ground three times, saying loudly: "Master, thank you for taking care of me these past few years."

  Chu Nan nodded silently in his heart, thinking that this child was quite good. Especially since Chu Nan had arrived early and remained silent the whole time, watching the scene between Luo Lie and Shi Qiao Jian. This young man's character was strong and resilient, and in Chu Nan's opinion, he had a rare talent for martial arts. If only he hadn't met a good master, he would have been considered an excellent seedling for learning martial arts.

  Zhou Wudao knew that Luo Lie would not go with him, and sighed: "Then where will you go in the future?"

  Luo Lie looked at Chu Nan, his eyes shining with a fierce light, and knelt down in front of him, his face set in determination as he said loudly: "Mr. Chu, I am willing to learn Chinese martial arts from you!"

  Zhou Wudao saw Luo Lie like this, thinking that Chu Nan was also a good place to go. He was afraid that Chu Nan would not be willing to take him in, so he hastily said: "Mr. Chu, Luo Lie is a good seedling and is also down-to-earth and hardworking. Even if he stays here to help you, he will definitely work diligently and conscientiously. Can you consider taking him in?"

  Chu Nan looked at Luo Lie, the two people's eyes met, and he felt the unyielding determination in Luo Lie's eyes. Chu Nan's heart was slightly moved, and he let out a light sigh, asking: "You're Luo Lie? I'm asking you, why are you following me? Why do you want to learn martial arts?"