"Remember, if you ever face off against Shangguan Wan’er again and she slows down her speed, dodge it, because once she slows down, she can’t catch up to you. But when she speeds up, not only should you not dodge, but you need to step up your offense."

"And it should be as dense as possible, not only swift but fierce, without any hesitation!"

"Why? Her body is extremely tough; I can’t even make a dent!"

Wen Xiaowei asked, puzzled.

"But once she speeds up, her body isn’t as tough anymore. In my opinion, she must be practicing Qigong, requiring her to take in more breath for both speed and the intensity of her body."

"But now it’s simply not possible to have both. If she wants to maintain a tough body, she loses speed, the same principle..."

"Oh, I get it now!"

Wen Xiaowei exclaimed joyfully, almost wanting to hug Wang Hao and kiss him in public—he was just too impressive for having figured this out.

"Impressive indeed!"

No sooner had Wen Xiaowei finished speaking than a chilling voice came from behind them, giving them both a startle.

Turning around, they saw it was Shangguan Yu standing right behind them, staring at them furiously.

Was he angry and looking for revenge? Wang Hao thought if that was the case, he shouldn’t blame him for being discourteous—he brought it upon himself.

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Yu slapped Shangguan Wan’er across the face, leaving five vivid red finger marks on her cheek immediately.

"What are you doing? Have you gone mad?"

Wen Xiaowei roared, quickly checking on Shangguan Wan’er’s cheek and asked with concern.

"How are you? Are you okay?"

At this moment, Shangguan Wan’er dared not speak and kept her head down, slightly shaking her head in response to Wen Xiaowei’s concern.

Other spectators couldn’t stand it anymore. Her face was swollen; how could she not be hurt? Shangguan Yu, as a national athlete, was completely disregarding his image.

Striking his own daughter in public was utterly heartless.

"Esteemed elder, in this world of martial arts, no technique is without flaws—and you know this better than any of us. Just now, your daughter was merely caught off-guard by us for a moment."

"To act so excessively over it, are you trying to intimidate us all here?"

Wang Hao really couldn’t stand it anymore.

"Hmph!"

Shangguan Yu was very arrogant and didn’t take Wang Hao seriously at all, furiously shouting at Shangguan Wan’er who was behind him.

"Useless thing, get back home now!"

"Miss Shangguan, wait!"

Seeing Shangguan Wan’er with her head down and tears flowing non-stop, Wang Hao knew she would face nothing but scolding or even a beating upon returning home, so he stopped Shangguan Yu and said.

"You’ve been calling your own daughter useless; now I really want to see just how impressive you are as a father."

"Hmph!"

Shangguan Yu slowly raised his head and glanced at Wang Hao, scoffing at him.

"You really are an ignorant brat. Are you challenging me right now?"

"Seeing your temper, I can tell you probably don’t have any real skill. Challenging you would be pointless."

Wang Hao was giving Shangguan Yu a taste of his own medicine, turning the tables since he was being condescending and dismissive.

"Insolent brat, do you realize who you’re speaking to? Even the president of the Martial Arts Association shows me respect here, and you dare to look down on me?"

Shangguan Yu was instantly filled with rage—no one in Zao City’s martial arts world had ever spoken to him like that.

"You worthless old man, someone like you, who always lifts himself up and mocks others in front of them, shows no martial morality. How good can your skills really be?"

Wang Hao was not willing to give in at all, nor did he see Shangguan Yu as a senior worth respecting.

The two elder members of the Martial Arts Association at the scene, as well as the others, nodded in agreement, feeling that Wang Hao made quite a bit of sense.

Those who practiced martial arts were taught from the very beginning that they must first learn martial virtue before engaging in physical training; a man without martial virtue, no matter how strong his martial skills, may not necessarily be respected by others.

"You..."

Shangguan Yu saw that everyone was siding with Wang Hao and said angrily with a wave of his hand.

"What exactly do you mean by that?"

"I’ll bet with you today!"

"What kind of bet?"

"A bet that you can’t catch my three moves!"

"Bullshit!"

Seeing Wang Hao looking down on him, Shangguan Yu’s face flushed with rage. He had won the martial arts championship three times in a row and was still in his forties, at the prime of his life.

At this moment, the two from the Martial Arts Association exchanged glances, thinking that this young man was being too arrogant; Shangguan Yu’s three championships were not won easily.

"Hey, Wang Hao, don’t you think you’re exaggerating a bit?"

Wen Xiaowei also felt this was probably not possible, and hurried over to urge Wang Hao not to talk nonsense.

"Don’t worry, he absolutely wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on me because other than being able to beat his own daughter, he doesn’t have any real skill!"

Wang Hao intentionally spoke very loudly, aiming to infuriate Shangguan Yu.

"Who says I wouldn’t dare? Today, I will spar with you properly and let you see how formidable I am!"

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Yu really took the bait.

"Wait a minute!"

Wang Hao wasn’t in a rush to go up to the platform because he was taking action to avenge Shangguan Wan’er, so naturally he had to explain the conditions first.

"Since we are betting, we should make a wager. If you lose, no matter where it is, you are not to lay a hand on Shangguan Wan’er ever again!"

"Fine!"

Without a second thought, Shangguan Yu agreed. He couldn’t believe he couldn’t beat Wang Hao, a nobody, and then a cunning look crossed his face as he spoke.

"If you lose, then Wen Xiaowei has to withdraw from participating in this martial arts competition."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xiaowei’s complexion changed in an instant, thinking, What does their bet have to do with me?

"Alright, then it’s settled!"

Wang Hao agreed without hesitation, almost causing Wen Xiaowei to faint from frustration.

But in front of so many people, Wen Xiaowei couldn’t tear down Wang Hao’s face, so she stood to the side, stewing in silence.

After making their bets, both men went up to the platform.

The people who came here were all from or related to the martial arts community. Since Shangguan Yu had retired from the martial arts scene for many years, it was a rare opportunity to see him in action.

So very quickly, the area around the platform was packed with spectators.

"Kid, should I let you make a few moves first?"

Seeing Wang Hao was still so young, Shangguan Yu figured that even among practitioners, his martial skills wouldn’t be very advanced.

"There’s no need, how about I let you three moves instead, so no one will think I bullied an old man when you lose later," Wang Hao said, feigning resignation, as if he was aggrieved by the matchup with Shangguan Yu.

"You little bastard, you’re asking to die!"

Fuming with rage, Shangguan Yu threw the martial arts community’s etiquette out the window and swung his fist straight at Wang Hao.