Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

This old fellow is just putting on airs, huh? Playing tough, right?

Zhang Beixing saw through this and found it rather interesting. He did not expose it, but simply said, "You're right, I'm here!"

"You shouldn't have come!" Daoist Qingwei said without turning his head, looking up at the clouds in the sky. "I know your goal. You want to gather all the martial arts of Great Xia to help you achieve Master of All and thus ascend to the Great Grandmaster Realm. But you should know, such a thing is impossible!"

"Heh, how would you know it's impossible if you haven't tried?"

Zhang Beixing scoffed.

For the first time, Daoist Qingwei turned his head. His eyes, filled with disdain, swept over Zhang Beixing. "I admit your talent is exceptional. Becoming a Grandmaster at the age of twenty-one, breaking the record of our sect's founder, Grandmaster Zhang. But, do you truly believe that with just this, you can aspire to the Great Grandmaster Realm? Do you think you are Grandmaster Zhang?

"Listen to my advice: leave the mountain now and go apologize to those you've challenged. There's still room to negotiate. You'll still be a Grandmaster, and they'll still have to show you the respect you're due. Don't be obstinate. If you keep this up, you'll end up with nothing but a mess!

"You still need to accumulate experience. The realm of our sect's founder, Grandmaster Zhang, is not something a young whelp like you can touch at your current stage!"

Daoist Qingwei spoke, his tone as calm as still water.

But anyone present could hear the profound disdain he held for Zhang Beixing!

And this disdain stemmed from his heritage!

As a Disciple of Wudang Mountain,

Daoist Qingwei's greatest pride was that their founding ancestor was Grandmaster Zhang, the last Great Grandmaster in Great Xia's martial arts history!

He was also the Great Grandmaster most widely recorded and renowned among the common people!

Thus, he believed deep down that the only ones who could become Great Grandmasters were, and could only be, from Wudang.

And now, Zhang Beixing, an outsider, was boldly claiming he would become a Great Grandmaster.

To him, this was undoubtedly a pipe dream, the ramblings of a fool!

Zhang Beixing naturally heard the disdain in Qingwei's words. He stepped forward and sneered, "Realm? What realm? Is it one that dares not emerge during troubled times? Or one that idly watches as the common people suffer, remaining detached from their plight?

"Hiding away in the deep mountains and ancient forests to be a Great Grandmaster—is that the profound realm you see from your narrow, well-dweller's perspective?

"Today I, Zhang Beixing, have already subdued all martial artists across the nation. Let me tell you, I am now the highest realm in the martial arts world of Great Xia!

"And in the future, I will be the highest realm among all martial artists, past and present! Do you understand?"

Zhang Beixing showed no deference at all, directly making his arrogant pronouncements, driven by youthful impetuosity.

After all, he had reached this point entirely on his own, fighting his way up punch by punch.

He had earned the right and possessed the confidence to make such claims!

"How dare you! Who gave you permission to speak to my master like that?"

Before Daoist Qingwei could respond, the child beside him couldn't hold back any longer. He looked at Zhang Beixing and spoke angrily.

Hearing this, Zhang Beixing glanced over.

After seeing that neither the child's senior brothers nor his master showed any intention of stopping him,

he cracked a smile. "Are you talking to me?"

"Nonsense, who else would I be talking to?" The child's tone was insolent, his face filled with disdain. Not long ago, he had also been the one to rudely address Liu Yi.

"Heh, good. Very good. Is this the attitude of Wudang Mountain?"

Zhang Beixing clapped his hands and laughed. Then, his expression suddenly turned grim as he shouted to Lin Pengfei beside him, "Lin Pengfei!"

"Present!"

"Go, give him two slaps. Let him learn his lesson for the future: the rule within national martial arts circles is that a Grandmaster is not to be insulted. It seems some people have truly forgotten!"

"Yes!" Lin Pengfei immediately responded and walked over, rubbing his hands eagerly.

He had disliked this kid from the moment they arrived. This little brat had been looking at them with the disdain one might show a stray dog.

Are Wudang Mountain Disciples so impressive, huh? Today, I'll make sure you learn your lesson.

Seeing Lin Pengfei advance, the other Wudang Mountain Disciples immediately rolled up their sleeves, ready to protect their own.

After all, the child now represented not just himself but the face, attitude, and dignity of their Wudang Mountain.

Zhang Beixing naturally understood this, so he took a step forward.

"BOOM!"

He stomped on the bluestone floor, which cracked directly beneath his foot.

"Hmph!" Zhang Beixing snorted.

The Wudang Mountain Disciples were instantly intimidated, standing frozen, not daring to speak.

"SLAP! SLAP!"

"WAAAAAH!"

Just then, Lin Pengfei stepped forward, swung his palm wide, and delivered two resounding slaps, sending the child into tears.

Daoist Qingwei's expression changed instantly, darkening. "Zhang Beixing, must you truly take it this far?"

"You're the ones who were given respect but chose to be shameless!" Zhang Beixing did not back down.

"Fine! Enough talk. Let's settle this with our skills!"

Daoist Qingwei no longer bothered with any pretense of a lofty expert's demeanor and spoke directly.

Seeing this, Zhang Beixing wasted no time. He stepped back half a pace and assumed the opening stance of Yue Family Boxing. "Zhang Beixing, Fourteenth Generation inheritor of Yue Family Boxing, seeks your instruction!"

"Qingwei, Fourteenth Generation Head of Wudang Mountain, awaits your instruction!"

With that said, the two exchanged a look.

Then.

"ROAR!"

"BOOM!"

"CRASH—"

The sounds of a tiger's roar, crashing thunder, and rushing rivers emanated from Zhang Beixing's body.

He surged forward and attacked.

"THUD! THUD! THUD!"

A dull sound, like the beating of drums, echoed.

Zhang Beixing, using Yue Family Boxing, fought Daoist Qingwei and his Baguazhang to a standstill.

Wherever they passed, stone slabs shattered, and dust filled the air.

But ultimately, Zhang Beixing emerged a notch superior.

After completely learning Daoist Qingwei's Bagua Taiji Fist during the fight.

"BANG!"

Without hesitation, Zhang Beixing delivered a Straight Punch.

He forcefully broke through the opponent's defense and landed a direct blow on Daoist Qingwei's body, sending him stumbling back several meters.

"The Head of Wudang Mountain, merely this!"

"A mere fool who sees the sky from the bottom of a well!"

Zhang Beixing scoffed disdainfully, then left with Chen Rourou and Lin Pengfei without a backward glance!

Daoist Qingwei, left behind, watched their departing figures with eyes full of resentment, shouting, "Zhang Beixing, I tell you, even if you defeat everyone in the country, even if you are invincible within the national martial arts circles, you will never become a Great Grandmaster!!"

Zhang Beixing paid it no mind.

They were merely the harsh words of a defeated opponent.

What use were they?

Whether he could become a Great Grandmaster was something only he himself could decide.

With that thought, Zhang Beixing walked down the mountain.

Afterward, he spent another two days in Bei Lake Province, letting Chen Rourou take the lead in challenging all the remaining martial arts schools, while Zhang Beixing observed.

「September 26, Tuesday.」

Almost a month had passed since Zhang Beixing began his sweep across the nation's martial arts scene.

During this month, Zhang Beixing had journeyed relentlessly, day and night, from north to south. He remained undefeated, compelling all within the national martial arts circles to bow their heads, achieving an unprecedented feat!

Thus, Zhang Beixing had ascended to the pinnacle of Great Xia's martial arts world, acclaimed as the foremost martial artist in the nation, truly unrivaled!

The aftershocks of his actions, however, had not yet truly begun. Though he had just completed his sweep of the nation, and the full buzz hadn't fully exploded yet, it was already brewing and spreading like ripples.

This morning, Zhang Beixing finally boarded the high-speed train back to Shishi.

He was returning home this time to enter seclusion!

He would not emerge until he broke through to the Great Grandmaster Realm!

He would not emerge until he had created a peerless Ultimate Skill!