The Urban Medical Martial Immortal
Chapter 135 - 135 131 The Bow That Cannot Be Accepted

135: Chapter 131 The Bow That Cannot Be Accepted 135: Chapter 131 The Bow That Cannot Be Accepted “Everyone shut up, show some respect!”

Cheng Huan frowned and rebuked the students of the Martial Arts Hall below.

Once everyone had quieted down, he continued in a clear voice:

“This competition with the Emperor Karate Dojo concerns our dojo’s future—should we lose, we must leave this place.

Hence, I’ve invited Master Liang Yuan for support this time.

More importantly, Master Bao has also invited Mr.

Yang Ji, a National Martial Arts Master from our Huaxia, to assist us.

With their help, I believe we’re sure to win the match!”

“Now, with Mr.

Bai inviting Master Lei Tianxing, our chances of winning have increased even more.”

“However, Mr.

Bai, the other person you’ve invited seems a bit unsuitable, doesn’t he?

But since this young friend has come, go ahead and introduce him to everyone!”

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but turn their gaze toward Lin Tian.

Hall Master Cheng Huan’s insinuation was obvious—this youngster coming to support us was practically seeking death.

Bai Xiaoshuai also understood Cheng Huan’s implication, and the mocking faces of those present made his expression quite ugly.

Taking a deep breath, he pointed toward Lin Tian and said, “This is Lin Tian, he is…”

However,

just as he began to speak, Bai Xiaoshuai didn’t know where to start.

Because he didn’t understand Lin Tian at all, he only knew that he once went to the Royal Entertainment Disco with Tang Qianqian and severely dealt with Huang Juun.

To this day, he is still unharmed.

But regarding anything else about Lin Tian, he knew nothing.

Seeing this, Lin Tian could make out Bai Xiaoshuai’s embarrassment and stepped forward, standing next to Lei Tianxing.

He nodded slightly to Cheng Huan and Yang Ji among others: “Lin Tian, a senior at Meiling High School.”

Hearing this brief introduction, everyone was momentarily stunned.

“Holy shit, it’s actually a high school student.

Are they just screwing with us?”

“Damn, a middle school student meddling in our dojo’s affairs is simply looking for death!”

“Is this your idea of support?

I might as well do it myself.

What kind of nobody did you bring?!”

All the people in the dojo were up in arms, and many of the disciples, completely disregarding Bai Xiaoshuai’s feelings, began to mock openly.

“Ha ha…

Mr.

Bai, look at what you’ve brought.

Those delicate hands look just like a woman’s.

Can this person even fight?

I bet any female student from our dojo could knock him down!”

Bao Shuya followed with loud laughter, his words dripping with ridicule.

“These bastards!”

At that moment, Tang Qianqian, who was on the sidelines, couldn’t hold back anymore and was about to explode, but Xu Tangge pulled her back.

“Qianqian, don’t be rash.

This is their turf, and Lin Tian must have his own plans.

He’s so capable of fighting—why do you care so much about him!”

“Hmph, we can bully him, but others can’t!”

Tang Qianqian said, fuming.

Sitting next to Cheng Huan, Yang Ji was also sizing up Lin Tian and eventually remarked lightly, “Young friend, this challenge between dojos is not for play.

Are you sure?”

Lin Tian glanced at Yang Ji, smiled slightly, and nodded gently.

Seeing Lin Tian’s gesture, everyone’s faces showed a hint of surprise.

Hall Master Cheng Huan and Liang Yuan both furrowed their brows.

“Kid, my master is talking to you.

Don’t you know how to bow and show some respect?”

Bao Shuya’s face darkened, and he bellowed loudly.

Hearing this, others also nodded in agreement.

Master Yang Ji was a National Martial Arts Grandmaster, a peak expert of Hidden Force, with an extremely high reputation in the Huaxia Martial Arts World—nearly everyone who saw him would respectfully offer a salute.

Furthermore, Master Yang Ji had personally spoken to Lin Tian, yet Lin Tian responded with an indifferent attitude, truly unbearably arrogant.

“Master Yang is asking you a question.

What kind of attitude is this?”

“Exactly!

Putting aside the question of manners, just the lack of respect for Master Yang alone warrants a lesson!”

The other students in the Martial Arts Hall began voicing their condemnation of Lin Tian.

Lin Tian glanced indifferently at these Martial Arts Hall students, then turned to Bao Shuya and said, “You say I should give a salute and bow?”

“Humph!

Boy, you’re quite arrogant!

Do you realize that even the politicians from Guangnan and Guangbei Province offer my master polite respect and address him as ‘Grandmaster’?

For my master to personally speak to you is an honor for you, yet you behave so wildly and ignorantly!”

Bao Shuya’s shrill and nasal voice filled the Martial Arts Hall, indignantly berating Lin Tian.

Upon hearing this, the corner of Lin Tian’s mouth curled up, and he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, ignoring Bao Shuya.

He raised his head and looked directly at Yang Ji, speaking faintly.

“A mere Mortal Martial Cultivator dares to call himself a Grandmaster?

However, reaching the Peak of Mortal Martial Arts is indeed commendable, so let it be!”

Lin Tian’s gaze was distant as he looked at Yang Ji and said, “But, do you think you can bear my salutation?”

Lin Tian’s words stunned everyone present, mainly because they couldn’t understand what this ‘Mortal Martial Arts’ nonsense was about.

Even Yang Ji was slightly puzzled and then said, “I have devoted decades of hard cultivation to reach the peak of Hidden Force, and I believe I have achieved some recognition and renown; why can’t I bear your salutation?”

“Hehe…”

Lin Tian chuckled lightly, a trace of reminiscence in his gaze before he shook his head, his expression turned stern, and his eyes turned cold—sweeping over everyone present as he said aloud:

“Other than my master, my parents, no one is worthy of a salute from Lin Beiliu!

Especially not a mere Mortal Martial Cultivator at the peak of Hidden Force like you!”

“And moreover, I fear this salute would leave you restless even as you wander every mountain and river to come!”

Hiss~~

Lin Tian’s words caused most people in the Martial Arts Hall to gasp in shock.

Unworthy of his salute?

Such audacity to utter these words!

“Boy, are you courting death?”

The numerous students from the Martial Arts Hall glared at Lin Tian in anger—after all, Yang Ji was a National Martial Arts Grandmaster, and countless Martial Artists who loved National Martial Arts held the utmost respect for him.

Cheng Huan and Liang Yuan, standing above, already had faces as dark as could be.

However, Yang Ji himself took a deep look at Lin Tian, his face revealing anger but also some confusion.

“Lin Tian, you are being presumptuous!”

At this moment, Lei Tianxing could no longer hold back and directly cursed at Lin Tian:

“Master Yang is a defining peak figure of our era in Huaxia Martial Arts.

With just one more breakthrough, he could enter the initial ranks of the Martial Arts Grandmasters.

So many people can’t respect him enough, yet you dare to be so rampant!”

Hearing Lei Tianxing’s words, the other people in the Martial Arts Hall also unanimously agreed, lambasting Lin Tian with a wave of condemnation.

But Lin Tian remained composed, standing there with a smile on his face, saying nothing.

“My techniques, the Immortal Battle Technique I cultivate, the Path of Immortality I follow with the Immortal Law, how could you mere Mortal ants understand?”

Lin Tian shook his head inwardly, disdainful to rebut these people.

Not far away, Qian Xiaohui among the few young women, her beautiful eyes fixed on Lin Tian’s silhouette, then with a hint of mockery in her eyes, she swept her gaze over everyone in the Martial Arts Hall, silently thinking: A group of frogs at the bottom of a well, ignorant of the vast sky and profound earth, the real master stands before them, yet no one recognizes him—how sad!