Billionaire God of War novel (Jiang Ning) novel Chapter 1332

So many people had suddenly appeared and demanded to take back the manual. They all claimed that this Extreme Fist Technique Manual belonged to them. Jiang Ning was so amused by this whole thing.

He had publicly announced that he had the manual, but who it belonged to wasn't up to others to decide.

"So far, all those who came are just some small fry, and many aren't even from the martial arts circle," said Tan Xing. "They just heard that there's a boxing technique manual here, and they probably don't even know anything about it. But since so many people are after it, they've concluded that there must be something good or valuable about it."

Many people followed blindly like this, no matter what it was.

"Someone must be making this happen and is hoping to take away the pages that you have. What do you intend to do?"

Tan Xing took a sip of tea and looked up at

Jiang Ning.

Donghai was still that formidable and impenetrable forbidden territory, so nobody dared to make trouble in Donghai.

Tan Xing wasn't worried that something bad would happen in Donghai. But since Jiang Ning had announced that he had the manual on him, it would definitely attract a lot of people to come here. After all, there were quite a number of people within the martial arts circle who knew about this manual.

"I intend to hold a martial arts competition."

After Jiang Ning said this, Tan Xing nearly spat all the tea he just drank.

"What did you say?"

"I'm going to hold a martial arts competition and invite everyone from any sect or school to participate. I don't care if they're from the southern boxing sects or the northern high kick sects. Whoever gets first place gets to see the manual."

"You...say that again?!"

Tan Xing grabbed a tissue to wipe away the tea that was dribbling from his mouth. "You've got to be kidding!"

"The manual is such a valuable item and you're going to just let anybody see it?"

After Tan Xing said this, Jiang Ning pulled out the slightly crumpled pages of the manual from his pocket and threw them in front of Tan Xing.

"You can take a look and see if you can make anything out of it.”

Tan Xing seriously wanted to use his best high kick to send Jiang Ning flying!

There was only one action on the page. To be exact, it was the act of delivering a punch.

"That's right, it's just one movement. The nine pages of the manual make up nine different actions," said Jiang Ning. “I have three pages, and all three pages have different actions, but then when you look again, these three actions seem the same."

He passed all three pages to Tan Xing and Tan Xing's eyes grew wide as he scrutinized them and couldn't find the difference.

Tan Xing was supposed to be an advanced grandmaster level fighter!

And he was supposed to be the best fighter among the Northern High Kick Sect practitioners too.

But he seriously couldn't make head or tail out of this manual.

His eyes were already going to fall out soon from his scrutinizing.

"What on earth...is the difference?"

He suddenly realized that if even he couldn't understand these pages, then those people who came to ask for the manual might never understand a single thing even if they stared at it for the next few decades.