Martial arts techniques are divided into three major ranks: Sun, Moon, and Star. Each major rank is further divided into three sub-levels: high, middle, and low. Sun-rank high level is the highest, while Star-rank low level is the lowest.

However, martial arts techniques are extremely precious, and no faction will teach them lightly. Even disciples of Starwind Academy can only learn Star-rank low-level techniques, such as the one called "Tiger Wind Fist."

Feiyun Fist is a Moon-rank high-level technique!

Because Steven Stone was once the heir of the imperial capital's prestigious The Stone Family family.

Sun-rank techniques?

Sorry, they were lost to history long ago, leaving behind only legends.

However, in Henry Stone's memories, at this stage, the lowest-level technique he can cultivate is still Sun-rank low level.

Who exactly is Edward Warren, and what kind of world did he live in?

Henry Stone was full of anticipation. If he used a Sun-rank high-level technique, could he leap an entire power level and rival a mid-level martial artist?

While his thoughts were racing, the two of them entered the city and arrived at the entrance of the Hailing Martial Arts School.

There were two men guarding the entrance, both bare-chested, their arm muscles knotted and sculpted as if carved from stone, exuding a sense of power.

The man with three small braids hurried over and whispered something in the ears of the two men. Instantly, the two of them turned their cold, menacing gazes toward Henry Stone.

To dare to cause trouble at the Hailing Martial Arts School—this was courting death!

"Please, come in!" the two men said to Henry Stone, their faces full of provocation.

This was a dragon's den and a tiger's lair—do you dare to enter?

Henry Stone smiled slightly, strode forward, and walked into the martial arts school.

In his eyes, this was a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

The inside of the martial arts school was very spacious. The central area was a huge sandpit, which was the training ground.

Several people were training in the sandpit. When they saw Henry Stone walk in, they all stopped sparring and looked over at him.

These were all tall, burly men. Some were also bare-chested, their pectoral muscles jutting out like rocks, each one looking fierce and menacing.

Behind Henry Stone, the three men, including the one with three small braids, also entered, closing the main door behind them.

Henry Stone was now surrounded.

"Pretty boy, why aren't you at home drinking milk? What are you doing out here?" one of the burly men said.

"Didn't anyone tell you it's very dangerous out here?" another burly man chimed in, bare-chested and deliberately flexing his pectoral muscles.

Henry Stone smiled: "Just a bunch of weaklings!"

Damn, how contemptuous was that?

Everyone was furious and closed in on Henry Stone.

"Pretty boy, you're the first to come to our Hailing Martial Arts School and still act so arrogant! But you'll soon become a corpse!"

"Go to hell!"

A flurry of punches came at him, each fist carrying at least two thousand jin of force.

Henry Stone clenched his fist and swung it heavily. Boom! He used the Tiger Wind Fist technique, unleashing the full force of thirteen thousand jin, stirring up a hurricane.

The others in the martial arts school witnessed a jaw-dropping scene—Henry Stone swung his fist, and the five men charging at him were all sent flying, not even touching the hem of his clothes.

Bang, bang, bang—five men crashed to the ground, all groaning in pain.

Chapter 11: All Settled with One Punch

A powerhouse!

That was everyone's first reaction in the martial arts school, and then they all gasped.

This powerhouse was way too young—he looked only sixteen or seventeen.

And he was so good-looking!

He could have relied on his looks alone, so why was his strength so monstrous?

How were others supposed to live up to that?

But this was the Hailing Martial Arts School, the largest underground force in Matthew Monk. How could they let an outsider come in and act so arrogantly?

More people surrounded him. Although they were all just beginner martial apprentices, their numbers were overwhelming, giving them courage.

Henry Stone smiled, then suddenly pushed off with his feet, his figure charging forward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Henry Stone rampaged through them, unstoppable, like a tiger among sheep.

What use was sheer numbers?

The morale of the martial arts school plummeted. This person was simply a monster, and how could mere humans stop a monster?

"Hmph, who dares to act recklessly in the Hailing Martial Arts School?" With a cold laugh, a tall, thin man strode out from the back courtyard.

"Fourth Master!" Upon seeing him, everyone in the martial arts school looked invigorated.

David Zhao, one of the Four Vajras of the school, a peak mid-level martial apprentice, with strength reaching five thousand nine hundred jin.

"Who are you?" David Zhao asked Henry Stone.

Henry Stone smiled. He had finally met the main target. He raised his voice and said, "Didn't you take a commission to kill a student from Starwind Academy?" He paused, saw the look of realization on David Zhao's face, and nodded. "That's right, I'm that person."

He walked a few steps and grabbed the man with three small braids, who was still groaning on the ground.

"For those who want to kill me, I will show no mercy!"

Hearing this, the man with three small braids shuddered all over. He couldn't even bother to groan anymore and hurriedly pleaded, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please, don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Bang!