56: Chapter 56: Su Hanlu's Two Hands Shock the Entire Audience!

The martial arts hall instantly fell silent, and all the students' gazes focused on Su Han.

This young man, who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen, was actually of the same generation as Hall Master Su Wu's grandfather?

A burly student couldn't help but speak up, "Hall Master, you're not joking, are you? This... he looks even younger than me."

Su Wu's face darkened, "Li Qiang, do not be rude! In our Su Family, seniority has nothing to do with age. Although Third Grandpa is young, when it comes to martial arts attainment, even I feel inferior."

These words made the students even more surprised.

Su Wu was a provincial Sanda champion, renowned in the martial arts and combat circles of Yuezhou Province; yet he held this 'Third Grandpa' in such high esteem?

Xiao Budian tugged at the corner of Su Han's clothes, looking up with a proud little face, "My Great-grandfather is very powerful! He can fight more than twenty people alone!"

"Pfft—" Someone couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Xiao Budian, fighting isn't calculated by numbers."

Su Han didn't mind at all and smiled as he rubbed Xiao Budian's head.

He looked around and found that many students had doubt and contempt in their eyes.

It was no wonder; his young appearance indeed lacked persuasiveness.

"Third Grandpa, why don't you show everyone a thing or two?" Su Wu asked in a low voice, his eyes filled with expectation.

He knew of Su Han's performance in the army, but he had never personally witnessed this Third Grandpa's true strength.

Su Han pondered for a moment and nodded, "Fine, consider it opening the students' eyes."

Su Wu was overjoyed and immediately clapped his hands, "Everyone, assemble! Today we are fortunate to have Mr. Su Han, an authentic successor of Su Family Boxing, demonstrate for us. Everyone, observe and learn seriously!"

The students quickly lined up, but many still had expressions of disapproval on their faces.

Su Han walked to the center of the training ground, took off his coat, and revealed the white training uniform underneath.

He moved his wrists, and suddenly his figure flashed—

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three muffled sounds rang out almost simultaneously. Before anyone could see the movements clearly, three sandbags had already flown back at the impact; one was even blown apart, sand spilling all over the ground.

The entire hall was dead silent.

"This... how is this possible?" Li Qiang, who had just questioned him, widened his eyes, "Those sandbags each weigh 80 kilograms!"

Su Han did not stop. He tapped his toes lightly, and his whole body leaped up as gracefully as a swallow, kicking out three times in quick succession in the air.

When he landed, he was already standing steadily on a wooden stake five meters away.

"The Su Family's movement technique, 'Flying Swallow Treading on Snow'!" Su Wu shouted excitedly, "I've practiced for ten years and haven't been able to reach this level!"

The students were completely shocked.

If hitting sandbags could be explained by strength, then this kind of movement technique that defied physical common sense was completely beyond their scope of understanding.

Su Han jumped down from the wooden stake and clapped his hands, "I've made a fool of myself. Su Family Boxing emphasizes both internal and external cultivation; what I just showed was only the basics."

"Great-grandfather is so awesome!" Xiao Budian hopped and clapped, her little face flushed with excitement.

The students cast gazes of awe one after another.

Su Han's performance had completely conquered them; now no one dared to question this 'Great-grandfather's' strength.

A burly student stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Senior, I am Wang Lei, a senior student of the martial arts hall. I have always admired Su Family Boxing. Having the honor to meet you today, I would like to ask for your guidance."

Su Wu explained in a low voice, "President Wang is a well-known local entrepreneur and also a VIP member of our martial arts hall."

Su Han sized up this President Wang; although he was nearly forty, he had maintained his physique well, with clear muscle lines, obviously the result of long-term exercise.

"We can spar, but let's stop at the point of contact," Su Han nodded.

President Wang was overjoyed and immediately made a gesture of invitation, "Senior, please!"

The students automatically cleared a space and formed a circle.

Xiao Budian excitedly ran to the front row, her small hands clapping loudly, "Go Great-grandfather!"

Su Han took off his coat, revealing the army-green short sleeves underneath. The solid muscle lines of his arms made many students marvel inwardly.

"Senior, excuse my offense!" President Wang cupped his fists in salute and then assumed an offensive stance.

His opening move was very standard, clearly showing he had put in hard work.

Su Han stood still, only slightly adjusting his center of gravity.

President Wang took a step forward, his right fist aiming straight for Su Han's face, the movement both fast and fierce.

Just as the fist was about to make contact, Su Han's body tilted slightly, and his left hand gave a gentle pull. President Wang immediately lost his balance and stumbled forward.

"Good!" The students cheered in unison.

President Wang stabilized himself, turned around, and delivered another sweeping kick.

Su Han neither dodged nor hid; he raised his arm to block while his right hand formed a palm and cut straight toward the other's throat, withdrawing his force just in time to give only a light tap upon contact.

"If this palm had full force, you would have already lost your fighting capacity," Su Han retracted his stance and said calmly.

President Wang cupped his fists in sincere admiration, "Senior's skills are extraordinary, Wang is impressed!"

Su Wu smiled and stepped forward, "President Wang, my Third Grandpa was a combat champion in the army; your loss is not in vain."

President Wang's eyes lit up, "No wonder the movements are so clean and agile, so he's a master from the military! Senior, I wonder if you could take me as a disciple?"

Su Han shook his head, "I am serving in the army and don't have time to teach. However..."

He looked at Su Wu, "My eldest brother's martial arts have fully inherited the Su Family's legacy; learning from him is the same."

After President Wang was defeated, the training hall fell silent for a while.

The students looked at each other, their eyes full of disbelief.

"President Wang is one of the top ten experts in our martial arts hall..."

"He lost in just one move?"

"How old is he? How did he practice to be so powerful at this age?"

Whispers rose and fell.

Su Han had excellent hearing and took all these discussions into his ears, but he only gave a faint smile.

"Does anyone else want to try?" Su Wu looked around at everyone, his tone carrying a hint of pride.

A lean young man stepped out, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with eyes as sharp as a hawk's. "Hall Master, I would like to ask for guidance."

Su Wu introduced him, "Third Grandpa, this is Suitability, a coach at our martial arts hall and the runner-up in the provincial Sanda lightweight competition last year."

Suitability cupped his fists, "Senior, please guide me."

Su Han nodded and stood firm again.

He could see that this young man's footwork was light and his lower body was stable; he indeed had some skill.

"Begin."

Suitability did not attack immediately but moved slowly around Su Han, looking for an opening.

Suddenly, he lunged forward, feinting with his left fist while his right leg swept toward Su Han's waist like a whip.

This move was both fast and fierce, drawing cries of surprise from the students.

Su Han, however, was unhurried. He lowered his stance slightly and blocked gently with his right palm.

The seemingly casual movement made Suitability feel as if he had kicked a wall, making his calf go numb from the shock.

"The strength is good, but it's too deliberate," Su Han commented.

At the same time, his right hand reached out like a nimble snake, tapping lightly on Suitability's chest.

Suitability suddenly felt a clever force transmit through him, and he couldn't help but retreat three steps before stabilizing himself. He was full of shock; if this finger had used full force, he would probably be unable to get up by now.

"Again!" Suitability shouted defiantly, this time switching to a combination of punches.

His punch speed was extremely fast, carving afterimages in the air.

Su Han, however, was like he was strolling in a garden, easily dodging all attacks with slight shifts of his body.

The moment Suitability finished a set of combos, Su Han suddenly closed in and leaned in with his shoulder.

"Bang!"

Suitability was sent flying back, looking as if he was about to crash heavily onto the ground.

Su Han took a step forward and reached out to support his back, helping him stabilize his body.

"Thank you, Senior, for showing mercy." Suitability's face was flushed red as he cupped his fists in sincere salute.

The entire training hall fell silent again; this time, there weren't even any whispers.

Everyone was so shocked by this near-crushing gap in strength that they were speechless.