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The old man looked calmly at Thin Bamboo Stick and said, "I won, right?"
Thin Bamboo Stick was momentarily stunned, then replied, "Oh, uh? Yes, yes, you won."
Then the old man turned his head, scanning the faces of the people across from him. With a blank expression, he said, "So, who will come up next?"
The group exchanged glances, each looking at the other, but no one stepped forward. They had witnessed the old man's strength; even a Fourth-Dan Taekwondo Master had been easily defeated by him. They were completely overwhelmed.
Now they dared not treat the old man as an easy target to bully.
What does it mean to be a Fourth-Dan Taekwondo Master? To put it simply, if a first-level expert can take on four ordinary people, then a fourth-level expert can defeat at least four first-level ones.
Those familiar with this level of expertise know that such masters are usually well-known figures in their field. Taekwondo is divided into nine ranks, with every three ranks forming a level: beginner, intermediate, and advanced.
There are relatively many beginner experts, but reaching the intermediate level is rare. Achieving the advanced level qualifies one as a master internationally.
To illustrate this further: Karate, Judo, and Taekwondo all have similar methods of measuring skill levels and are divided into colored belts—Red Belt and Black Belt—with Black Belt also divided into nine ranks.
When Bruce Lee first arrived in San Francisco, he could easily defeat a third-degree Karate practitioner but struggled against a fourth-degree master. After much effort to surpass that level, he was ultimately defeated by a sixth-degree Judo expert. He faced repeated challenges and defeats before finally achieving victory; however, even against a seventh-degree master who was one rank higher than him, he still faced defeat.
The divisions of beginner, intermediate, and advanced represent clear thresholds of skill. The popularity of their dojo stems from these masters, but now the masters have fallen.
Seeing that no one was willing to step up, the old man’s dull yet bright eyes scanned the crowd before he slowly spoke again: "Then why don’t you all come at me together?"
"What!"
Hearing the old man's words, both sides were taken aback, unable to believe their ears.
"What did you just say, old man? You want us to come at you together?" asked a Taekwondo student from the opposite side.
The old man nodded, "That's right. If you don't dare to fight me one-on-one, then let's do it together."
It was a slap in the face, a blatant challenge. If it were someone else, they would surely be infuriated and eager to fight back, unwilling to let such an insult slide. But some people exist solely to push your limits.
A young man chuckled, "Old man, you're so arrogant. Just don't regret it later~"
The old man took a breath; his overweight body was quite a burden for him. He slowly said, "You all hurry up and fight; I still need to pick up my granddaughter from school."
His casual remark struck the opponents like a heavy blow to the face—sharp and resounding.
Pick up your granddaughter from school? As if you could easily win this fight; how arrogant!
Though dissatisfaction brewed within them, they chose not to engage in a one-on-one duel. The leaders exchanged glances and waved their hands, gathering over twenty people to stand opposite the old man.
One against twenty—there seemed to be no chance of winning, especially since the opponent was someone capable of taking on several at once.
The exaggerated disparity in numbers did not cause even a hint of panic or doubt in the old man's eyes. His bright gaze resembled a clear spring, illuminating his calm heart.
"Ha!!!"
"Ha!!!"
Taekwondo places great emphasis on momentum, and practitioners must shout loudly before launching their moves to enhance their spirit. Attacks are often accompanied by loud cries, and this frenzied approach can yield surprising results against opponents, sometimes even causing them to suffer heart attacks from sudden shock.
Although there were more than twenty people on the opposite side, they wouldn't all rush in at once out of shame; it wasn't that they didn't want to, but rather that they couldn't. Setting aside whether the venue could accommodate dozens of fighters, even just twenty people attacking together would disrupt their offensive rhythm and make it difficult to injure the elderly man.
As four young men charged forward, the old man remained calm, his expression indifferent and vacant.
He took a short step forward, lightly sidestepping the first young man and gently pressing against his waist, causing the young man to lose control and rush forward uncontrollably.
Another young man approached, using his favored kicking technique, aiming directly at the old man's face. This was an act of humiliation, a trampling of dignity.
The crowd watched with righteous indignation, silently cursing the young men for their shamelessness. They particularly despised those who aimed for the face and head, finding it extremely disrespectful and impolite.
Kicking someone in the face is a taboo; in ancient times when decorum was highly valued, it was absolutely unacceptable. However, in Taekwondo, due to its emphasis on leg techniques, some practitioners take pride in such actions. This fighting style is both arrogant and powerful when executed correctly.
But would such an impressive old man be easily knocked down?
Clearly not. The old man raised his left hand, trapping the opponent's ankle under his armpit while lifting his right arm high in preparation.
The young man's pupils constricted as he realized something was wrong when he felt his foot being trapped. Seeing the old man's posture and sensing his sudden fierce momentum made him understand what was about to happen.
"Crack!"
The old man's elbow struck accurately against the young man's shinbone, producing a sharp sound of bone breaking.
The shinbone is one of the most painful areas on the human body; although it is hard, it is also quite fragile. Many people have experienced accidentally bumping their shinbone and can attest to the excruciating pain that follows.
"Ah!"
The young man let out a terrible scream that pierced the air, echoing in the empty Dojo.
Tears streamed down his face, and his mouth trembled as if he wanted to bite off his own tongue. He opened his mouth, squinted his eyes, and looked utterly miserable.
The old man casually knocked him aside and turned to face another young man charging at him, who aimed a kick at his chest.
Ling Kong was a well-known side kick in martial arts, known for its speed and power, and it was easy to learn. If executed properly, it could easily break a few ribs and send the opponent flying far away.
However, that was only if the kick connected, and the old man clearly did not give him that chance.
The foot was less than five centimeters from his chest when the old man slightly shifted his body, causing the foot to barely graze his clothing as it passed by.
Ignoring the flying kick, another person rushed toward him with the same predictable move.
The old man glanced at him calmly, showing no signs of panic. He crossed his hands to grasp the young man's wrist and then forcefully flipped him over, causing the young man to cry out in pain as he knelt down.
Without mercy, the old man delivered a kick to his ribs. With a crack, not only did he break a rib, but he also shattered the young man's arm.
(To be continued.)
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