This is Iron King's signature move, which he has named Iron Bull Charge. He once set a record by breaking seven ribs of a peak intermediate martial apprentice with it.

  "Iron King!"

  "Ram him to death!"

  "Let him know that our Hailing Martial Arts School is not to be messed with!"

  The crowd howled. Every one of them was a thug or a hooligan, lawless and belligerent by nature, with a love for fighting running in their blood.

  This was the counterattack of Hailing Martial Arts School!

  No one could bully Hailing Martial Arts School!

Chapter 12: Sweeping All Before Him

  Henry Stone watched as Iron King charged at him. This wasn't a martial technique, but Iron King was making full use of his own advantages, unleashing his strength to the fullest—perhaps even beyond.

  However, precisely because this wasn't a martial technique, it had even more flaws.

  Henry Stone had already spotted at least forty-three flaws that would allow him to easily defeat his opponent, but he chose to ignore them.

  A contest of strength?

  Bring it on!

  When Iron King rushed up to him, he threw a punch, meeting the charge head-on.

  Martial technique: Tiger Wind Fist.

  Bang!

  The punch landed on Kenneth Jones's right arm—he had angled his body to ram Henry Stone with his shoulder.

  "Haha, he's finished!"

  "That pretty boy's whole arm is going to be ruined now."

  "Hmph, serves him right for being so arrogant!"

  "Iron King is mighty!"

  Everyone was cheering for Kenneth Jones. Who didn't know how terrifying Iron King's charge was?

  Yet, a figure suddenly flew through the air, tracing an arc before crashing heavily to the ground.

  Instantly, the whole place fell silent.

  Because the one sent flying was Iron King.

  And Henry Stone?

  He hadn't even taken half a step back.

  Heavens, what kind of overwhelming strength was this?

  The people in the martial arts school were speechless, feeling nothing but stifling pressure.

  This was Hailing Martial Arts School! They had always been the bullies, and now someone had barged in and was doing as he pleased.

  "Heh, young man, you're ruthless!" a powerful voice rang out, and another person walked out from the back courtyard.

  "Master!"

  "Boss!"

  Everyone called out, their previously tense nerves instantly calming down.

  Walter Wood, a high-level martial apprentice, a man with the strength of ten thousand catties. In the entire Mengyang City, only the top experts of a few great families could surpass him, and they could be counted on one hand.

  Henry Stone smiled faintly. "I'm ruthless? Heh, it seems you were the ones who provoked me first. Am I not allowed to fight back?"

  Walter Wood revealed a cold smile. "You can fight back, but do you know what price you'll pay for it?"

  "I know," Henry Stone replied with a smile. "Just a punch, that's all."

  A punch?

  Walter Wood laughed. "You think you can settle things with me in one punch?"

  "If one punch isn't enough, then two," Henry Stone said casually. "But I think one should do it."

  "You really are mysteriously confident!" Walter Wood shook his head.

  "Hahaha!" The crowd in the martial arts school burst out laughing.

  Settle things with their master in one punch?

  Do you think you're a martial master?

  Henry Stone stepped forward, walking toward Walter Wood.

  Seeing this, everyone felt it was utterly absurd.

  Just a mere youth, and he dared to challenge their master head-on!

  Too ridiculous.

  Yet, Henry Stone's expression remained calm, not the least bit proud, as if he were just doing something trivial. This sent a chill through everyone present.

  Such composure—terrifying!

  Walter Wood also grew solemn, a powerful sense of oppression rising from him.

  This youth was extraordinary.

  He shouted, stepping forward with a bang. As his foot landed, the sand at the point of impact rippled outward like water.

  Martial technique: Bone-Crushing Kick!

  This was a star-level intermediate martial technique, not only allowing him to unleash his full strength, but even boosting it by ten percent.

  With one kick, he could send Kenneth Jones flying.

  Bang, bang, bang—he accelerated, charging at Henry Stone. When he got close, he lashed out with a flying kick, aiming straight at Henry Stone.

  Henry Stone punched, meeting the kick head-on.

  Bang! Fist and leg collided, sending ripples through the air in all directions.

  He blocked it—again!

  The people in the martial arts school wanted to clutch their heads and scream.

  My god, this is insane.

  This was their boss, one of the top experts in Mengyang City, and yet he was being blocked by a mere youth.

  Unbelievable, simply unbelievable.

  But this was only the beginning.

  Henry Stone smiled, unleashing Tiger Wind Fist, each move as fierce as a tiger.

  Though it was only a star-level basic martial technique, it was enough for him to fully unleash his thirteen thousand catties of strength, not inferior in the least to Walter Wood using Bone-Crushing Kick—perhaps even surpassing him by a bit.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Fist and leg clashed again and again, the heavy sounds echoing nonstop, mesmerizing everyone watching.

  This youth was not weaker than their boss!

  After a while, Henry Stone had fully adapted to his own strength, and he was certain that his meridian injuries had completely healed.

  With no more worries, he unleashed Flying Cloud Fist.

  A moon-level advanced martial technique, boosting his strength by as much as eighty percent!