The last time he went to Tianrui Mansion, he'd run into property management demanding fees. Apparently, the unit had been owned for two years, and the fees had never been paid once!

This time, when Chen Zheng saw the old man and the young man approaching with such a menacing air, he naturally assumed they were there to demand property fees. I wonder how long I'm overdue, he thought. Why do they look like they're here to start trouble?

Chen Zheng's words left Li Yifeng and the white-haired old man speechless. Is he kidding me?! We built up all this atmosphere, and he thinks we're from property management? Since when are property managers heirs to traditional martial arts lineages?!

Li Yifeng gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger. "Hah! A true Tai Chi descendant, I see. Your style is certainly... carefree!"

"You call not paying my property fees carefree?" Chen Zheng paused, retorting instinctively. Then, embarrassment washed over him. Wait, property management shouldn't know I practice Tai Chi, right?!

Hearing this, Li Yifeng couldn't hold it in any longer. He pointed at Chen Zheng and shouted, "You brat, are you just trying to pick a fight?! How do we look like we're from property management? How?!"

"Young Master, calm yourself," the white-haired old man advised.

Li Yifeng took a deep breath, stopping himself from rushing forward to fight Chen Zheng. But he didn't want to speak to the man anymore. This guy is just too infuriating!

He cupped his fist in his palm. "Xing Yi Quan, Li Yifeng!"

Hearing this, Chen Zheng finally understood. "Li Yifeng? A practitioner of Xing Yi Quan? Are you related to Li Yitong?" Now that he mentions it, Li Yifeng does look a bit like Li Yitong!

Li Yifeng gritted his teeth. "So you've finally stopped mistaking us for property management!" I should have just done the salute from the start! I was so angry I almost coughed up blood!

Chen Zheng looked at him, puzzled. "So, you came to see me? Is there a problem?"

Li Yifeng lowered his fists, staring intently at Chen Zheng. "My sister told me you nearly beat her senseless!"

So he's Li Yitong's brother! Chen Zheng relaxed and said with a smile, "I didn't realize I was that strong myself. I almost couldn't pull my punches."

A sharp hiss escaped Li Yifeng's lips. Hearing this, he nearly exploded with rage, his eyes burning with fury. "You little punk!"

"Since you struck my sister, it's only right for me, her older brother, to come and seek some pointers from you, isn't it?" Li Yifeng said, his voice taut. "Make your move!"

Chen Zheng was completely baffled. "What's going on? Why are we suddenly fighting? Are you always this hot-headed?" Is this guy nuts? Coming here to fight first thing in the morning? Besides, last time was just a spar, and I didn't even really hurt Li Yitong! Chen Zheng pursed his lips. "Make what move?"

By now, Li Yifeng's aura had sharpened intensely. "She is my little sister. Isn't it normal for her older brother to come and avenge her?"

"Of course it's not normal!" Chen Zheng thought the man had a few screws loose. He should probably be sent to a psychiatric hospital for an evaluation!

But just then, the System's voice echoed in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for triggering a selection mission.]

[Option 1: Defeat the challenger, Li Yifeng. Reward: Proficiency in Chen-style Mixed Yuan Tai Chi will be upgraded!]

[Option 2: Kill the challenger, Li Yifeng. Reward: Complete Mastery of Hidden Force!]

Chen Zheng was speechless. Hidden Force... sounds pretty incredible. But... to kill Li Yitong's brother just for that? Isn't that a bit much? Besides, this is a society governed by the rule of law. Killing a police captain's brother for no reason? That's just asking for trouble!

"Stop being a coward! If you're a man, then make a move! I'll even let you have the first strike!" At this point, Li Yifeng couldn't wait any longer. "Is the heir to Tai Chi really this timid? You don't even have the guts to fight me?!" Li Yifeng's words fired off like a machine gun, non-stop.

Chen Zheng felt helpless. This guy's brain... really is wired wrong, isn't it? With that thought, he silently made his choice in his mind. "Option One."

He then turned to Li Yifeng and slowly performed a fist-and-palm salute. "Tai Chi, Chen Zheng."

The moment his words fell, a majestic aura began to emanate from him.

"Hah, so you're finally willing to fight!" Li Yifeng growled, baring his teeth in a grin as he slowly clenched his fists.

For an instant, it was as if time had stopped for the two of them. Only the white-haired old man, standing to the side, watched them intently, his eyes filled with shock.

Just then, in the open-plan kitchen not far from the living room, a single drop of water fell from the faucet. The instant the droplet struck the sink and burst, Chen Zheng moved.

WHOOSH!

His movements were like a phantom's as he charged straight at Li Yifeng. In response, Li Yifeng clenched his fists, his knotted muscles bulging. He took a step back, planting his legs firmly on the ground. By then, Chen Zheng was already in front of him, his spiraling right hand striking out.

"Ban Lan Chui!"

Li Yifeng swung his own arm, meeting the attack with a palm strike.

BANG!

A muffled thud echoed, as if the very air vibrated, sending out invisible ripples!

"Hah!" Li Yifeng grunted, frowning slightly as he was forced back several steps. He could feel the immense power contained in Chen Zheng's punch. If he hadn't retreated to dissipate the force, he might have been sent flying.

But Chen Zheng gave him no such opportunity. Power exploded from his legs as he charged forward, using the Seven Stars Gang footwork. On the final step, he leaped into the air, twisting his body as his right leg swept toward Li Yifeng like a whip.

"Hah, so this is Mixed Yuan Tai Chi! So unrefined!" Li Yifeng sneered. Tai Chi was an internal martial art, defined by subduing the hard with the soft and using slowness to overcome speed. Chen-style Mixed Yuan Tai Chi, however, was different. Its footwork and attacks were far more ferocious, embodying hardness within softness and softness within hardness.

However, Li Yifeng showed no sign of dodging. He threw himself backward, planting his hands on the floor and thrusting his legs upward to kick at Chen Zheng.

BANG!

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The muffled impact resounded again, but this time the air itself seemed to crackle and pop.

Chen Zheng used the recoil from the impact to negate the force of Li Yifeng's kick. As soon as he landed, he charged forward again. Meanwhile, Li Yifeng used the momentum to flip backward onto his feet.

Facing the ferociously advancing Chen Zheng, Li Yifeng clenched his fists.

"ROAR!"

With a sound like a tiger's roar, he unleashed the Tiger-shaped Fist of Xing Yi Quan, aiming it straight at Chen Zheng's face.

Chen Zheng could see this was no ordinary punch. He didn't dare block it carelessly. Instead, he used a Tai Chi technique to neutralize and redirect the force, twisting his body with the momentum to launch a counter-attack at Li Yifeng.

BANG!

BANG!

Chen Zheng received the fist with his palm, and using its power, delivered a punch of his own.

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