He rely observed Zhang Beixing’s muscles for a mont.
He found that Zhang Beixing, while handso, had a stalwart expression, a discerning gaze, and although not bulky, was exceptionally strong and toned. His skin carried a hint of a bronze tan, obviously from being often exposed to the sun outdoors.
A look of admiration flashed in his eyes as he took the initiative to approach and extend his hand. "Hello, Comrade Zhang Beixing, I’ve long heard of your na. Seeing you today, your reputation is indeed well-deserved. It’s a pleasure to et you. I am the Deputy Commander of the Southern Region, Yang Ying!"
"Hello, Commander Yang, I am Zhang Beixing! I’ve also heard that our Deputy Commander of the Southern Region is skillful in deploying troops and commanding officers. It’s my honor to et you today, a pleasure indeed!" Zhang Beixing said as he reached out and lightly shook hands with Yang Ying.
He didn’t appear overly excited, nor was he indifferent. Zhang Beixing was now an experienced man. Although the other party held a high position, he wasn’t part of the military region, after all.
Moreover, Zhang Beixing was now the President of the Asian Martial Arts Association. He held a certain status, and having achieved the Transcendent level, his mindset had long since shifted, so he didn’t experience any significant emotional wave.
After exchanging pleasantries at the door, the group entered the restaurant, reserved a private room, ordered dishes, and sat down to eat and chat.
Rather than saying that all four were conversing, it would be more accurate to say that it was a conversation between Zhang Beixing and Yang Ying.
Because the topics broached by Yang Ying were all about Zhang Beixing.
"Comrade Zhang truly is a young achiever," Yang Ying began, holding up his teacup and looking at Zhang Beixing. "While still of university age, you’ve obtained such dazzling achievents. Not only have you beco the President of the Great Xia Martial Arts Association, but you are also the President of the Asian Martial Arts Association. I heard, in addition, that you are the only Great Grandmaster in Great Xia for the past seven hundred years, aren’t you?"
Although he was asking, his tone was undeniably certain. He had already done his howork before coming here; his question was simply a conversation opener.
Zhang Beixing naturally understood this, so after swallowing the mushrooms he had in his mouth, he said, "Yes, but there’s one thing you got wrong. The position of President of the Asian Martial Arts Association—I haven’t decided yet. I’m still considering it. It’s they who insist on nominating for it."
This needed to be made clear. Zhang Beixing had never explicitly agreed to those foreigners to beco the President of the Asian Martial Arts Association. He now occupied this position rely because those people had nominated him. It didn’t represent his personal wishes.
"Oh, is that so?" Upon hearing Zhang Beixing’s response, Yang Ying understood and then said, "However, for them to nominate you like that also shows how extraordinary you are, Comrade Zhang."
Huo Honghao chid in from the side, taking over the topic, "Chief, speaking of Zhang Beixing, he is the pride of Shishi. His reputation is not just limited to that. He’s also a representative of outstanding youth, a participant in the Yanjing Military Region’s recruiting video, the young hero who fought a tiger in Yiling District, and a temporary martial arts instructor for several military regions..."
Rattling off like reciting a nu, Huo Honghao boasted about all the honors Zhang Beixing had received in recent tis, looking quite proud.
Zhang Beixing raised his eyebrows. This was the first ti he had heard soone enurate his recent achievents in reality.
Although it implied flattery, it felt quite novel. No wonder others loved to show off.
Afterward, they chit-chatted and shot the breeze about this and that.
Yang Ying saw that the ti was about right. He then looked at Zhang Beixing and raised the question that had been weighing on his mind, "Speaking of which, Comrade Zhang, I’ve been told by Colonel Yu that the drug trafficking gang three days ago was all killed by your bare hands, and the manner of death was extrely bizarre. How did you do it? What weapon did you use? Can you tell us?"
Not only was he curious about this matter, Yu Jianhong was also quite puzzled by it. He still didn’t understand what the ’non-gunpowder type explosive blunt instrunt’ written in the autopsy report was. He could only seek verification from Zhang Beixing, the person involved.
Upon hearing this question, Zhang Beixing saw no need for concealnt and shook his head. "I didn’t use weapons. I only used my fists!"
"Fists?" Yang Ying exclaid in surprise.
Zhang Beixing nodded, stating seriously, "Yes, fists alone are enough! If a martial artist cultivates to a certain realm, transcending to the realm of Above Grandmaster, the fist alone can beco a divine weapon, and its close-combat power isn’t much less than that of firearms."
He hadn’t publicly disclosed anything about Transcendent matters yet because even he himself was still in a summarizing phase! The revelation of Transcendent phenona would wait until Zhang Beixing had completed his analysis before informing the outside world.
Therefore, everyone found Zhang Beixing’s words sowhat incomprehensible. Common knowledge dictated that human strength was finite. Everyone knew that no matter how powerful a person was, it was not possible to defy common sense. So, Zhang Beixing’s current situation had exceeded everyone’s understanding.
A fist capable of such lethality? Are you sure about that?
Yang Ying wanted to ask that, but when he thought of the eerie manner of the gang’s deaths, he again felt uncertain.
"So, how did you face them without a scratch? They were fully ard, not easy to deal with at all! To say nothing of fighting back, it would have been a feat just to escape with one’s life."
Zhang Beixing chuckled. "Because of the Lightness Technique!"
With these words, a mont of silence fell upon the private room.
Yang Ying opened his mouth, sowhat at a loss for words!
Wait, you first claid that you beat up those n with your fists, and we haven’t even gotten clarity on that.
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