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Zavier looked at Henry, who was standing

in front of him, and said, "You're here to

show off your so-called achievements?"

Henry smiled and shook his head. "I just

want to tell you that people who practice

martial arts should always maintain a

humble heart. Only losers dare to say the

word 'invincible' from ancient times to the

present."

"Haha!" Zavier sneered. "So, you want to

fight with me?"

Henry stretched out a finger and shook it

to the left and right. "It's not a matter of

fighting, but I'm telling you that your skills

are still far from that of the same

generation. When I reach out my right fist

to hit you in the face, you have to be well

prepared."

"Arrogant!" Zavier shouted angrily.

Henry's actions would be completely

exposed before the duel. Anyone who was

confident would feel angry when he was

despised by the other party.

The people under the stage curled their

lips. "This person is really too much. He

tells his opponent what he is going to do

before he moves. Can he still win?"

"That is to say, those people who fought

with him usually lost on purpose."

"Let's see how Zavier will educate him."

There were all kinds of voices under the

stage.

Henry clenched his fist and looked at

Zavier. "So? Are you ready? I'll make my

move after counting to three."

"Guy, you will pay for your arrogance!"

Zavier's face was full of anger.

"One." Henry stepped back slightly and

made a force-gathering posture.

Zavier put his hands in front of his chest,

one in front and one in the back, and made

a fighting posture.

"Two!" Henry smiled slightly, bowed

forward, and stood on tiptoe.

Zavier stared at Henry.

"Three!" Henry shouted. At the same time,

his whole person rushed out like an arrow.

He was as fast as an illusion.

Zavier only felt a blur in front of his eyes,

and then a strong wind came to his face.

At this moment, he felt as if he was

suppressed by something, even his limbs

were stiff, and they didn't listen to his

orders.

After the strong wind, Zavier saw that

Henry's fist was stopped in front of his

eyes, less than a centimetre away. And at

this moment, he was still in the position of

fighting preparation.

"I said, I'll punch you in the face with my

right fist."

Henry's voice rang in Zavier's ears.

Sweat dripped down the sideburns of

Zavier's ears. Zavier swallowed hard and

his eyes were full of disbelief.

The people off the stage did not even see

clearly what had happened. They only saw

the shadow flashing past, and then, the

other party's fist had stopped in front of

Zavier's face.

"He's so powerful!"

"Amazing!"

The two elders of the Zhu family

exclaimed. Not to mention Zavier, even if

they were on the stage, there wouldn't be

a second result.

Henry put away his fist and put his hands

behind his back. He looked at Zavier and

said, "Remember, martial arts practitioners

must keep a humble heart at all times. The

world is big, you don't know many things,

and you have to learn more!"

After Henry finished speaking, he turned

around and walked to the stage. What he

said was not only for Zavier but also for

himself.

At the moment when Henry turned around,

Zavier collapsed to the ground as if he had

lost all his strength. The title "Invincible"

was like a joke.

Henry returned to the stands and asked

Wilbur, "Did I suppress him too hard? He's

just a young man, and he may not be able

to recover."

"If you weren't cruel, he wouldn't

understand the greatness of this world. I

owe you favour this time." Wilbur saluted

Henry again.

Henry didn't say anything. He sat in his

seat and continued to watch the

competition of the Zhu family.

Originally, the younger generation of the

Zhu family was fighting for hegemony.

Although some of them were not as good

as Zavier, they also wanted to show their

strength. However, Henry's attack just now

frustrated all of them and made them

unable to lift their spirits.

This was not only a good thing, but also a

bad thing. In general, the benefits were

greater than the disadvantages. Henry's

suppression made the Zhu family restrain a

bit of morale, and they had more respect

for ancient martial arts in their hearts.

After the competition, Henry had nothing

to do. He wandered around the Zhu

family's manor alone. Those from the Zhu

family looked at Henry's expression and

found that he was totally different from

before. Everyone's eyes were filled with

fear.

Henry didn't know who was going to attack

the Zhu family. After greeting Wilbur,

Henry left the Zhu family's manor. He had

another thing to figure out.

Qi, what on earth was it?

Compared with the normal ancient kungfu

family, Radiant Island had both strength

and weakness. In this respect, Radiant

Island was the best in the world. The

weakness was in the foundation.

Ancient kungfu families, like the Zhu

family, had the notes and ruins left by their

ancestors, while Henry had nothing. He

could only rely on himself. Henry himself

also bore the identity of the pioneer of

Radiant Island.

Therefore, if Henry wanted to understand

something, he had to rely on himself, rely

on him to explore.

There were many historical sites and

palaces in Du Hai, which were Henry's next

goal. This kind of exploration was

undoubtedly within a large scope, and it

was very likely that he could not find

anything useful. However, for Henry, he

had no other good way tor the time being.

Henry didn't take a taxi. He walked towards

the urban area of Du Hai, thinking about

the scene he saw in the cave today, the Qi

contained in the ancient swordsmanship.

What on earth was Qi?

Different from the momentum which was

so simple, Qi was real. Henry could clearly

feel it through his wrist.

How could Qi be formed? When the speed

was fast enough or the strength was high

enough, could Qi be formed?

Henry's mind was filed with all kinds of

doubts. He was thinking about these

questions.

How strong was a person who was full of

Henry recalled the murals on the wall. If it

was a real person, how could he face it

when he was stabbing at him with his

SWord? Just a mural made him feel the real

edge of it!

Henry walked on the road and suddenly

stopped. A picture appeared in his mind.

He stood where he was, and the person on

the murals stabbed at him as if he was

allve.

The different ways of exerting force, the

power that he focused on himself, and the

sharpness of the sword, were pushing him

directly. Henry thought of several methods

in a row, but he tailed to avoId that sword

strike.

"Was the ancient swordsmanship really so

terrible that I can't even avoid one strike?"

Henry sighed in his heart.

All of a sudden, an idea flashed through

Henry's mind.

"The ancients were strong. If l am stronger

than him, why should I be afraid of his Q1?

He can use the Qi to break through a wall,

and I can use my fists to do the same!"

Henry twisted his body subconsciously

and threw a punch forward.

'Boom!"

A muffled sound came. If someone stood

by and saw this scene, he would certainly

open his mouth wide.

Henry's punch was only in the air, but it

made such a loud sound!