Chapter 167 The Martial Arts Club’s Owner Appears
Gao Ming is rather simple-minded.
He believes that his son must not be a capable student since he has been expelled from the Cultivation Academy. Otherwise, if Gao Ge is excellent enough, he will be forgiven regardless of any mistake. Generally, the top students at school won’t be expelled even if they sneak into the principal’s house at night.
However, the son of the martial arts club’s owner cannot even take a punch of Gao Ge.
It is obvious that such a martial arts club is not worth signing up for either.
Funnily enough, Gao Ming has no idea that his son showed his extraordinary talents in the Academy and even defeated all the students in the contest.
Gao Ge is basically the most excellent one among the top students.
“Guo Liang, are you also no match for Gao Ge?” Someone asks.
The question deeply hurts Guo Liang.
He takes a deep breath and holds in his anger, saying, “Go on!”
“Okay.” Gao Ge beckons Guo Liang over..
Guo Liang flies into a rage and strides forward to Gao Ge. Meanwhile, he strikes at Gao Ge with the palm, stirring a gust of whistling palm wind.
Gao Ge raises his eyebrows slightly, “Interesting.” Then he strikes a Thunder Fist out, making Guo Liang thrown away directly.
After falling on the ground, just like Fei Yang, Guo Liang also spits a few mouthfuls of blood, feeling that his viscera are seriously injured.
It is not Gao Ge’s fault. It is because Guo Liang didn’t control his strength well so that it surged madly and hurt himself when it was hit against Gao Ge’s power of stars.
Gao Ge heaves a sigh.
Why is Guo Liang hurt?
He asked for it himself.
“May I leave now?” Gao Ge asks.
Guo Liang is so embarrassed that he feels like burying his head into the earth like an ostrich encountering danger.
At the moment, the door of the room is opened. A middle-aged man wearing a long gown walks out of the room with a few men behind him.
“Now you want to run away after beating our men?”
Gao Ge feels headache.
There is no end to this.
Is he in the game of Maple Story?
“Do you have other helpers? Come out for once. I don’t want to fight with you one after another.” Gao Ge takes a deep breath and says.
The few people led by the middle-aged man instantly become stern.
One of them laughs and says, “An, See? This young man is so ignorant of fear!”
The leading middle-aged man snorts and comes to Guo Liang, lowering his head to ask, “Can you stand up?”
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“Yes...” Guo Liang answers in an extremely low voice without courage to raise his head a bit.
“Then get up. Don’t make a scene here. Are you trying to feign an injury?” The middle-aged man says impatiently.
Liu hastens to run over.
“Boss...”
“Are they your friends?” The middle-aged man says to Liu.
“Yes... No! They are not my friends. I don’t know them!” Liu squeezes the words through his teeth.
The middle-aged man gives a stern look and strikes his palm out, stirring up a gust of palm wind to blow him away.
“If you admit it, I will still regard you as a courageous man. However, you choose to turn your back on your friend for staying out of trouble. How can we take someone so shameless as you? Get lost!”
Liu lies on the ground and can hardly get up.
Gao Ge takes a deep breath.
This middle-aged man must be Guo Liang’s father.
He is quite merciless to his men!
It remains unknown whether he holds the same attitude towards outsiders.
Besides, upon seeing the moves of Guo An, Gao Ge realizes that Guo An is much more capable than Guo Liang and even not less capable than himself.
Even if he has opened three martial meridians and been able to run the power of stars faster, he is not sure to take the upper hand.
Since when such a master arrived in Jiangnan City?
What about the Yue Family? The Zhao Family? Are they dead? Why don’t they do anything about him?
“Boy, what is your name?” The middle-aged man asks.
“Gao Ge.”
“My name is Guo An, the owner of the Treading Heaven Martial Arts Club.”
Gao Ge nods his head and can’t help asking, “Do you have other masters? Like Guo Gai (which literally means pot cover in Chinese), Guo Wan Piao Pen (which literally means pots and pans in Chinese). If you do, just ask them all to come out. I really want to go back home for dinner. Don’t make it a wheel battle.”
“Brat, how dare you!”
“Who allows you to talk a lot of nonsense in the Treading Heaven Martial Arts Club?”
“Hum. Look at the place you are standing at. Do you really believe that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?”
Gao Ge says with a sneer, “What a coincidence! I did beat a tiger before.”
“Fine. Good for you. Yet, if I fight with you, I will be bullying the weak by being strong. I must be despised by others if it leaks out. It happens that your father is here too. I shall fight with him.” Guo An says.
Gao Ming gets furious instantly.
He stamps on his feet out of anger, “You want to fight with me? In your dreams! Hum, you won’t be qualified to fight with me unless you defeat my son first!”
Gao Ge gazes at his father.
It seems that his habit of talking big and being shameless is inherited from his father...
“Dad, aren’t you afraid that I will not be able to defeat him?” Gao Ge asks him in a low voice.
“It will be okay if you can’t. If the worst comes to the worst, we will be beaten up together.” Gao Ming says in a sophisticated way.
Gao Ge heaves a sigh.
What his father said is so unarguable. He is speechless again...
“Oh?” Guo An is surprised. Hearing what Gao Ming said, he doesn’t get angry. Instead, he holds Gao Ming in high respect, “Fellow Cultivator, do you think that I am not qualified to challenge you?”
Gao Ming is amused, “This is the first time that someone has called me Fellow Cultivator! I am always referred to as Mah-fellow.”
He is telling the truth. After all, he and Song Yun love playing mahjong.
“Mah-fellow?” Guo An takes a tumble and says smilingly, “It turns out that you are under the clan of Mayi (Mayi, the legendary originator of fortune-telling).”
“Mayi?” Gao Ming is totally bewildered.
Gao Ge coughs, saying, “Mr. Guo, I am not an unreasonable person. I have my reason to get into the fight today but now I shall not talk about it.”
“Why?” Guo An is a bit confused, feeling that Gao Ge is quite interesting.
Gao Ge laughs and says, “If I want to reason with you, I must defeat you first. Otherwise, I will have to admit defeat and beg for mercy. I don’t like doing that.”
Guo An doesn’t get angry with Gao Ge for feeling himself disdained. Instead, he bursts into laughter and rolls up his sleeves.
“How interesting! Nice. Boy, no matter what the result is, I will not kill you. Come on.”
Gao Ge doesn’t take his opponent lightly, so he quickly takes out his sword.
“Emm?” Guo An is not surprised at the sudden appearance of Gao Ge’s sword, but what really amazes him is that Gao Ge should be a swordsman, “You are a swordsman?”
“More or less.” Gao Ge thinks about it and says.
Although he has practiced sword for not a long time, the Flying Star Sword and his power of stars are perfectly integrated. With the help of the Flying Star Sword, he can become much more capable.
Faced with the opponent like Guo Liang, Gao Ge is disinclined to use his sword. After all, using the Flying Star Sword is a great consumption for his power of stars.
However, now he is confronting Guo An. Great chances are that Guo An is a master of Strength Protection.
To cope with such a master, Gao Ge must have some moves up his sleeve.