Guan Shanming observed Gao Meng carefully from the side.
The more he looked, the less Gao Meng seemed like Song Qiao's disciple.
He even felt that Gao Meng was more like Song Qiao's master!
The roles between the two should have been reversed to be reasonable.
The first time he met her at Du Qin's house, he had carefully sensed Song Qiao's strength.
He found that although the man had some skill, he was incredibly weak.
Guan Shanming found it hard to imagine that such a person could have beaten his disciple, Chunshan Long.
Upon inquiry, he learned that the one who acted then was a strange monk.
Song Qiao had mostly just watched the fun from the sidelines.
Gao Meng, though young, exuded a mature aura.
Her internal energy was also very stable.
Based on Guan Shanming's estimation, this young girl's strength was not much weaker than Yuan Wubin's!
Only Chunshan Long would be able to definitively win against her.
Coupled with Yuan Wubin's youthful arrogance, Guan Shanming was worried he might stumble due to underestimating his opponent.
He hurried forward to remind him, "Be careful, this girl is not simple."
Yuan Wubin was about to refuse the match with Gao Meng.
He thought that even if he won, he would only be bullying a young girl, which wouldn't count as a skill.
Moreover, it would be embarrassing to have it spread given his seniority.
But upon hearing his senior brother's reminder, he frowned before reluctantly accepting the match.
Confidently, he stepped forward and stood opposite Gao Meng.
Yuan Wubin was the first to issue a threat, "I said earlier that I don't hit women."
"But since you're looking for death now, you can't blame me!"
Gao Meng let out a soft snort. A stubbornness that did not belong to her age showed on her cute, dazed face.
"Enough with the nonsense, just come at me!"
Seeing this, a sharp glint flashed in Yuan Wubin's eyes.
He no longer held back and attacked directly with a leopard fist, lunging towards Gao Meng!
Although Gao Meng was young, she had experienced many things at her tender age.
Coupled with Song Qiao's long-term high-intensity training, she had developed a mature and seasoned disposition.
At the very least, she wouldn't be as flustered as girls her age when facing a sudden attack from an enemy.
Nor would she be intimidated and fearful when facing a stronger opponent.
So, she was calm now, neither intending to dodge nor flee.
Instead, her body swayed, and she met the attack head-on!
With a bang!
Their fists collided. Yuan Wubin couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.
More than the force of the punch, he was more impressed by Gao Meng's footwork.
Not simple!
This was Yuan Wubin's first assessment, but he was still very confident.
After exchanging a punch, Yuan Wubin drew circles in the air with his hands and stomped his feet on the ground, constantly repositioning himself.
With a twist of his waist and a burst of power, he raised his hand and threw another punch!
Facing such a rapid offensive, Gao Meng remained unhurried.
She did not use the boxing technique left by Guan Shengyong first.
After all, she had only practiced it for a morning and was not yet proficient.
And she was facing an opponent stronger than herself.
So, she still chose to use the Xingyi Quan taught to her by Song Qiao!
Hummm!
A buzzing sound suddenly echoed in the arena.
It sounded like a dragon's roar mixed with thunder!
Yuan Wubin, facing Gao Meng directly, could clearly feel her aura surge several times in an instant!
He even noticed that the tendons and bones in the girl's arms began to shift and change position.
Just as he was wondering what move this was.
A golden dragon shadow appeared in his vision, filling his eyes!
"Dragon Form Fist!"
Gao Meng stepped forward with a wide stride, delivering her fists.
Carrying boundless dragon might, she once again met Yuan Wubin's punch!
With a roar!
The punch wind exploded, and the intent of the punch was compressed and condensed within the very small space between them.
Bang!
The internal energy violently erupted, and Gao Meng stumbled back several steps.
Yuan Wubin exerted force with his toes, crushing a piece of floor with a crack, before managing to stabilize himself firmly in place.
Although it was easier for him, he was still surprised by the powerful blow Gao Meng had unleashed.
It had actually stopped him!
Just as he couldn't believe it, he suddenly felt Gao Meng's aura change rapidly again!
He looked closely and saw Gao Meng quickly shifting her stance.
Her arms twisted and turned nimbly, producing a series of marvelous moves.
Roar!
This time it was a tiger's roar!
Gao Meng's toes tapped the ground rapidly, darting forward with the speed of a graceful fawn.
Midway, she leaned forward slightly, changing from two fists to a single hand.
This time, she chose to launch the offensive!
Tiger Form Fist!
Hearing the bone-chilling tiger roar, Yuan Wubin felt a chill run down his spine.
He had initially thought she was just a little girl he could easily dispatch.
So, despite Guan Shanming's warning, he had ultimately been careless when he attacked!
But he never expected this woman to be playing the fool to hide her true strength!
Furthermore, Gao Meng's performance in Xingyi Quan was too exaggerated.
This caused Yuan Wubin's mind to falter for a moment.
Just as he adjusted his breath, preparing to break her move.
But that small fist had already arrived!
"Pfft!"
With a muffled grunt, Yuan Wubin took a heavy blow to the abdomen.
The powerful force of the punch, accompanied by the momentum and pressure of Xingyi Quan.
Made his vision go black.
Despite his feet firmly gripping the ground.
His entire body was sent flying backward like a kite whose string had broken!
"What?"
"So strong!"
The crowd in the arena exclaimed in unison, marveling that Gao Meng was indeed Song Qiao's disciple.
Truly formidable!