The Wushu Association was originally a non-governmental organization. It was originally formed by several top martial artists with the original intention of promoting Chinese Kung Fu.

However, as the number of martial artists increased, the Wushu Association gradually grew, and its reputation and prestige became stronger and stronger in China.

Until now, the Wushu Association has become the largest semi-private organization in China.

Branches of various sizes are located in major cities.

As one of the largest cities in China, Zhonghai naturally has a martial arts association.

The general meeting of the Wushu Association is established in Yanjing.

As the president of the Wushu Association, Yan Potian is a well-known top powerhouse in China and the target that all members of the Wushu Association aspire to.

Now that Ye Chen is humiliating the President of the Wushu Association like this, how can Wu Wenshan continue to watch?

"What an arrogant boy, you dare to insult President Yan. Even if you have a great background, no one can protect you today."

Wu Wenshan's face was filled with a serious look.

Although the Wushu Association is just a martial arts association, it has developed to this day and its influence is extraordinary than before.

Nowadays, martial arts is popular, and the status of warriors has been greatly enhanced.

Martial arts masters and above can join those wealthy and noble families to become worshippers, and their status is no longer just that of a vulgar martial artist.

What's more, the president, Yan Potian, is famous for protecting others.

At that time, a wealthy family tried to provoke the members of the Wushu Association, but Yan Potian finally came forward personally and wiped out this wealthy family.

The name of the Wushu Association is now known all over the world.

For these threatening members, Yan Potian is their god.

If you dare to humiliate Yan Potian, you are humiliating the Wushu Association and all members of the Wushu Association.

"Many years ago, I once met Yan Potian. The fists of your martial arts association president are indeed fierce and domineering. I just don't know how much skills you, the martial arts association members, have learned."

Ye Chen sat on the chair with a playful look on his face

Looking at Wuwen Mountain.

"court death."

Wu Wenshan looked at Ye Chen who was sitting on the chair and looked down upon him so much. A flash of anger suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and grabbed Ye Chen.

Although Wu Wenshan had just entered the realm of a first-class martial artist, his energy and blood were extremely surging. With all his strength, fierce winds appeared between his claws.

Accompanied by an explosion of air being grabbed, Wu Wenshan's palm suddenly appeared in front of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, just sitting on the chair, and slowly swung his right fist out. It seemed slow, but in fact it was very fast, and it collided with Wu Wenshan's palm.

Between the fists and palms intersecting, a huge roar erupted.

Wu Wenshan felt as if his claws were catching on an iron plate, and the strong counter-shock force made his palms feel numb.

Ye Chen sat on the chair, not moving at all, and blocked Wu Wenshan's claw with one hand.

This scene made Uncle Ming's pupils behind Wang Tianyu shrink slightly, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Wu Wenshan, as the second-largest figure in the Zhonghai Martial Arts Association, is not weak in strength. With the support of the Fang family over the years, he has received a lot of resources, and his martial arts journey has been extremely smooth.

Coupled with his elder brother's careful teaching, Wu Wenshan's strength is not considered weak even among first-class martial artists.

But the young man in front of him could so easily take over Wu Wenshan's Eagle Catching Skill while sitting on a chair. The gap in strength between the two was much greater than he imagined.

"It seems that your Eagle Catching Skill is not perfect. Is this the level of the current martial arts association?"

A flash of sarcasm flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he exerted a slight force on his right fist, and a powerful force spurted out, directly shaking Wu Wenshan.

He kept retreating.

"Since you took action, lend me a hand as well."

Ye Chen slowly stood up from the chair, looked at Wu Wenshan with an indifferent expression, and slapped him with a light palm.

The next moment, Wu Wenshan's expression changed. As Ye Chen took action, he even felt like a mountain was coming to suppress him.

The pressure from the spirit made Wu Wenshan feel like he had nowhere to retreat.

Since you can't retreat, then fight!

A ferocious look flashed in Wu Wenshan's eyes.

If he, the dignified second-in-command in the martial arts association, couldn't beat a young man, wouldn't he have spent half his life practicing martial arts in vain?

"kill!"

Wu Wenshan let out a low drink, the blood all over his body surged to the sky, and veins were exposed on the surface of his skin, and he also punched Ye Chen.

With a bang, the two fists met, and a wisp of energy spurted out from between the two of them.

Wu Wenshan's expression condensed, and he felt an extremely domineering punch pouring in from his right fist, directly penetrating his arm.

The next moment, only a snapping sound was heard.

The clothes on Wu Wenshan's right arm were torn apart by the force of the energy, and the entire arm bone was shattered.

Wu Wenshan screamed and flew backwards, hitting the wall of the box.

The hard wall was dented by Wu Wenshan's impact, and cracks spread in all directions.

Wu Wenshan's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes were full of horror.

His entire right arm, already bloody and bloody, lay helplessly by his side.

One punch disabled one of his arms.

"This hand is the price you pay for offending me. Next time, you won't be so lucky. If you don't accept it, you can give it to me."

The Wushu Association came to see me."

Ye Chen put his hands behind his back, his face full of calmness.

The whole box was silent.

Everyone looked at Ye Chen in shock.

The top master in the martial arts association was defeated by Ye Chen with one punch?

Where did the young man in front of me come from?

Fang Tianlei looked at Wu Wenshan with a miserable face and swallowed subconsciously, his eyes full of fear.

He knew Wu Wenshan's strength well. A first-grade martial artist was definitely considered the top expert in Zhonghai.

But the young man in front of him simply defeated Wu Wenshan with overwhelming force.

With such a strength gap, even if Fang Tianlei doesn't understand martial arts, he still knows that the strength gap between the two of them is huge.

Could it be that the young man in front of me is a master?

Thinking of this, Fang Tianlei's expression changed, and he subconsciously thought of the dragon crossing the river that had recently become famous in Zhonghai.

She beheaded Wang Yuanju and publicly humiliated Zhou Xingchen of the Zhou family. There were even rumors that Zhou Hongsheng's son Zhou He was also deposed by her a few days ago.

This young man named Ye Chen has a mysterious identity and a very good relationship with Lu Changfeng of the Special Supervision Department. Even though the Zhou family suffered such a big loss, they did not dare to take action rashly.

Is it possible that the young man in front of me is him?

The same master, the same young man, even in Yanjing, it is difficult to find such a similar person.

"You...are you Ye Chen?" Fang Tianlei took a deep breath and looked at Ye Chen in surprise.

"I didn't expect that even the head of the Fang family knew my name. It seems that Ye is quite well-known in Zhonghai."

Ye Chen put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and looked at Fang Tianlei with a smile.
Chapter completed!