Supreme Martial God of the City
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177: Chapter 175: Enter Tai Chi, Chaos Begins (Seeking monthly tickets and subscriptions, thank you.) 177: Chapter 175: Enter Tai Chi, Chaos Begins (Seeking monthly tickets and subscriptions, thank you.) (Start reading from the back, it’s in reverse order, be careful!!!)

“Bang~~~~”

A motorcycle flew backward like a banana thrown by someone, smashing into a wall and creating a dent.

A deep shoe print was imprinted on the body of the motorcycle, shocking to the eyes, almost crushing the entire cover of the motorcycle.

“My God, Xiao Liang, what kind of devil have you got us into robbing?!”

“One kick and it sent the motorcycle flying!!”

Due to the excessive braking of the helmeted leader, they flipped over on the ground, dumbfoundedly watching the motorcycle emitting black smoke.

Meanwhile, the elder who was using the Tai Chi Steps also stopped, watching Ye Tian’s lightning-fast kick, and exclaimed, “Do young people nowadays all like to play the pig to eat the tiger?”

“That kick was too fast; I might not be able to block it!”

Ye Tian emanated an aura of dominance over the world, his eyes like stars, exuding the presence of an invincible ruler.

With one step, he stirred up a storm; with one lift of his foot, he shook the world.

The old man was stunned, thinking, “This…

this is the Ziwei Life Chart, the true potential of an emperor!”

“This…

this is a great opportunity!!”

“Don’t…

don’t come over, we’re just passing by on our motorcycles, no bad intentions!!”

“Yeah, yeah, we don’t even know that rider named Stone, just happened to meet by chance!”

“Just having a glimpse of the hero’s demeanor, I have no regrets in this life.

Farewell!”

Xiao Liang clasped his fists and turned to run away.

“Stop, who is Stone?

Are you playing the fool?”

Ye Tian slightly curved the corner of his mouth, looking at the two of them.

“You idiot, you’re killing me!!”

The helmeted leader gave Xiao Liang a heavy knock on the head, roaring angrily.

“That…

that was a misunderstanding, my brother said your sachet looked nice and wanted to take it, so I immediately came to stop him, but my bike wasn’t fast enough!”

The helmeted leader’s voice trembled as he hurriedly explained.

Ye Tian shook his head, kicked a stone on the ground flying.

It was as fast as lightning, hitting one bird with two stones.

Both men fainted, then Ye Tian took out his phone, said a few words, and turned to leave.

The elderly man hurriedly picked up his pace upon seeing Ye Tian leaving, stretched out his hand, and shouted, “Fated young man, don’t rush off.

I have something to tell you!!”

Ye Tian turned his head, knowing full well that he had noticed the elderly man’s footing technique earlier, which should be the Tai Chi Dragon Step of the declining Tai Chi Sect.

Listening to Elder Ting Jian and the others, the Tai Chi Sect had fallen into decline and had not been active for several years.

“Well, you just displayed some excellent skills, are you also a martial artist?”

“However, your techniques are quite crude.

I assume you have not formally trained in martial arts nor apprenticed with a master!”

The elderly man sternly looked at Ye Tian as he spoke.

“You saw through it; indeed, I have not apprenticed under anyone.

My skills are all self-taught!!”

Ye Tian replied sincerely.

Indeed, all his cultivation was achieved through his own efforts without any help from a master, at most Old Man Lin taught him a little bit, but that was it.

“Cough, cough, seems our fates are greatly intertwined.

I am Zhang Sanman, the 28th generation Sect Leader of the Tai Chi Boxing, a Tai Chi Master who can fight a thousand men alone.

Today, seeing your exceptional talent, I have decided to accept you as my disciple!!”

“How about it?

Tempted?

Just sign your name here.”

The elderly man, whose real name was Zhang Sanman, initially posed with a stunning Tai Chi Diagram stance but then pulled out a long contract from his robe with the words: ‘Once a Tai Chi person, bound for life!!’

Ye Tian’s eye twitched slightly, shaking his head, hands in pockets, ready to leave and not play along with the old man.

“Goodness, not tempted.

Forcing me to use my trump card!!”

The elderly man thought, gritting his teeth.

“Wait a moment.

I have here an entry ticket to the Grand Tournament of the Xuan Pavilion, a gathering of Heavenly Prides.

If you join our Tai Chi Sect, I’ll give you this ticket!”

The elderly man raised his head, brimming with confidence as he spoke.

Ye Tian stopped in his tracks, pretended to be curious, and asked, “Grand Tournament of the Xuan Pavilion?

What’s that?”

“What, young man, you don’t even know the Grand Tournament of the Xuan Pavilion?

See, that’s the disadvantage of being unaligned with any sect!”

“Why don’t you quickly join our Tai Chi Sect!”

Zhang Sanman glared in disbelief at Ye Tian but quickly brought the topic back.

“Tell me first, then I’ll join you!”

Ye Tian said calmly.

“Alright, let this old man explain.

It’s quite exciting.”

“The Grand Tournament of the Xuan Pavilion is a competition held every three years among the disciples of the Divine Martial Pavilion, where the winner can receive guidance from the Pavilion Master.”

“This time, unlike previous tournaments, all Heavenly Prides from this plane will participate, exchanging martial arts and honing their skills.

It’s a once-in-a-millennium opportunity.”

“The Heaven Pavilion Elders will serve as the judges, and for the first time, the Divine Martial Battle Platform will be activated.

It will be filled with countless martial artists and grandmasters attending in person, true dragon Heavenly Prides, and Children of Destiny.”

“Young man, if you perform well, you can gain Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures sponsored jointly by the Super Sects, which make even me drool!”

“Originally, this was an internal competition, but due to some special reasons, it was opened to all martial artists.

Unfortunately, there are limited spots, but I have one.

How about it?”

As Zhang Sanman spoke, a glimmer of desire flashed in his eyes.

“Hmm, okay, I agree!”

Ye Tian took the pen from the old man and signed the name Mu Tian.

“Mu Tian, what a good name!!”

“Here is the ticket to Changbai Mountain, don’t be late.

I’ll go pick up other disciples of the Tai Chi Sect now!!”

The elderly man stuffed a ticket into Ye Tian’s hands and ran off quickly.

Ye Tian suddenly realized he had been duped.

At this moment, Ye Tian also disappeared from the street, and soon the sound of police sirens approached, a car pulling up to where Ye Tian had just stood.

“Someone called us out of nowhere, saying there were motorcycle robbers here, but there’s no one!!”

Su Ximeng looked around, touching her delicate face as she spoke.

“C-Captain, you drove past it.

The motorcycle is under your car!”

Someone shouted at Su Ximeng, pointing at the vehicle’s underside.

“Cough, cough, I didn’t see it, was just anxious.”

Su Ximeng got back in the car, moved it backward, then got out to check the situation.

“Wow, Captain, there’s a motorcycle embedded here in the wall, with a deep footprint!”

“It looks kicked in, probably by someone like those martial artists from last time.

Should we intervene?”

A woman shouted, covering her mouth.

“Let’s take them back first; they don’t look like good people!”

Su Ximeng instructed to handcuff the person and take them away.

“You old man Su, can’t you find someone for me?

Is it that difficult?”

“Hmph, I’ll just do it myself!”