Chapter 32: Kyokushin Karate

  Wearing a snow-white karate uniform, with her hair tied in a ponytail, Zhou Yahuan's clean and neat face turned towards the sky. At the moment when she saw Wang Chan and Lei Ting enter the large classroom together, a huge surprise suddenly filled her chest.

  "Uncle!"

  Right after that, she rushed out of the crowd, shouting loudly. Wang Zhenzheng and Lei Ting walked while talking, taking in the vast space before them. Just as they heard Zhou Yahuan's cheer, this young girl full of sunshine suddenly bumped into him. Zhou Yahuan jumped onto Wang Zhen's body like a koala, shouting loudly, it was unclear what she was saying.

  This girl was five or six years younger than Wang Zhen. At the age of 15 or 16, she often went to Wang Zhen's Guandi Temple with Zhou Lin to visit him. Perhaps due to her young mother's death, she was particularly independent at a young age and also quite attached to Wang Zhen at that time, so the feelings between the two people were actually not bad.

  If it weren't for this, Wang Chan wouldn't have agreed to Zhou Lin's request so readily. The Daxing'an Mountains are high and dense with forests, even if the matter from back then were to be exposed, and that young master Lin were to come looking for trouble, he could still pack up his bags and hide in an even more remote mountain forest, and if all else failed, he could even trek on foot and cross the Wusuli River to find refuge on the other side of the mountains with the Russians, where even if young master Lin's power within the country were great, he would be powerless against him.

  With such a young and beautiful girl clinging to him, Wang Chan turned his head to look at Lei Ting beside him. Even with his calmness, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He quickly patted Zhou Yahuan's back and scolded: "You're so big now, why are you still the same as before? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others?"

  Zhou Yahuan exerted herself and patted Wang Chan's bald head a few times, then jumped down from his body. Suddenly remembering where they were, she glanced at Lei Ting beside her, who was staring at her with an extremely strange gaze. Her face turned red as she stuck out her tongue, shrunk her neck, and quickly hid to the other side of Wang Chan's body.

  She threw her arms around Wang Chan's arm, shook it vigorously a few times, and smiled brightly: "When I was going to work this morning, I saw the back of someone in the elevator who looked just like you. I was just thinking about that, and then you really came! Little uncle, did you come to Qing Niao specifically to see me? But how do you know our BOSS? Weren't you always staying on the mountain before?"

  Zhou Yahuan and Wang Chan are two extremes in terms of personality. One is naturally lively, open-minded and straightforward, while the other is not good at talking and is taciturn. Although they haven't seen each other for several years, as soon as they meet again, there's no awkwardness between them. Zhou Yahuan chatters non-stop.

  Wang Chan patted Zhou Yahuan's head lightly and turned to Tingting with a dry smile: "Let Lui Zong see the joke, this girl is the daughter of a friend of mine, from childhood she called me Little Uncle, this time I came to your Qing Niao actually also for her. You know, I'm not very sensitive to external things, having an acquaintance take care of each other, it's always stronger."

  "It doesn't matter, it seems like you all haven't seen each other for a long time either, it's normal. Everyone is still waiting, if there's nothing else, let's get started." Lei Ting apparently was also quite familiar with Zhou Yahuan, and with her personality, seeing such an unusual situation, she didn't blame anyone, but instead asked Wang Chan in a light tone:

  Wang Chan nodded, indicating that he was ready to accept the challenge at any time.

  "Really? Young Master! Are you the new head coach?" As she walked forward, Zhou Yaheng also heard Lei Ting's words and was shocked. However, after a moment, she also acknowledged it as a matter of course: "I said so, Young Master, your good martial arts skills would be wasted if you stayed in the mountains all your life. Now that you've finally figured it out, you should have come down from the mountain earlier! But Young Master, our Qingniao Martial Arts Academy has many masters, you'd better be careful later!"

  "It doesn't matter, it's just a small test. But you, why did you go and learn that Japanese person's karate? What about the kung fu I taught you before, have you all forgotten?" Wang Chan looked at Zhou Yahang's Taoist robe with some displeasure.

  It turned out that the first time Zhou Yahang went to Hǔtóu Lǐng with Zhou Lin, it was Wang Chan who taught her martial arts and hand-in-hand taught her Changquan as a foundation. Who knew that later Zhou Lin remarried, this girl went abroad to study and never came back? Even the fact that she became obsessed with so-called "Karate" in college was only told to him by Zhou Lin later on.

  "Little uncle, the things you taught me are really too difficult to practice. Every day, two hours of horse stance has thickened my calves by several circles. I feel that karate is more suitable for me, it can help me lose weight and exercise my body, and I can develop real skills. Look at me now, I'm already a 'black belt' and the designated coach for female students at the Kyokushin Karate Dojo."

  "Besides, Karate may be a Japanese martial art, but our ancestors were from China's Tang Hand! Little uncle, it's not popular to hold a big knife and chop the devils' heads off now. In this peaceful era, we should 'learn from the foreigners to defeat them'!" Zhou Yahang clenched her fist and swung it downward with force, emphasizing her words.

  "Hmm? This idea is interesting, but you're clearly giving up on the easy stuff and going for something difficult. You've forgotten that the long fist technique I taught you is a secret transmission from our ancestors, specifically used to build foundation. If you can just persist for three years, you'll be able to master the basics, cultivate your energy, and then whatever style you practice will be twice as effective! Besides, karate also requires a good foundation. With your current lack of foundation, even if you do practice, it's all just empty show. In front of a true expert, you wouldn't last a single blow."

  For Zhou Yahuan's seemingly bright and upright statement, Wang Chan was really speechless. Looking at the huge space in front of him again, he found that more than half of the people were wearing karate or taekwondo uniforms, and he couldn't help but think that he had also understood another reason why domestic martial arts had declined so quickly.

  Rapidly developing economy, relatively backward spirit, which directly led to the rapid change in people's ideological state of mind in society, everything has to be "maximized". People are restless and eager for quick success, even exercising and practicing martial arts have become like this!

  "Nonsense! Karate is a perfect combination of power and speed, it's a training mode that emphasizes both one's willpower and spiritual strength. You don't even know what karate is all about! I solemnly demand you to apologize to us, just like our coaches in the karate club!"

  Seeing Wang Chan and Zhou Yahuan walking together so intimately, with Zhou Yahuan tightly holding onto Wang Chan's arm, the many coaches in front of them who had formed a large circle suddenly began to discuss among themselves. Upon hearing what Wang Chan said next, many people couldn't help but look at him with anger and disdain in their eyes.

  Among them, Wu Jie, a karate coach who had met Wang Chan on the 49th floor before, couldn't help but step out of the crowd and loudly scolded Wang Chan in front of him.

  I knew this kid was going to come out and cause trouble, and indeed he did. Well, it's just as well that I can use you to test the waters, kill the chicken to scare the monkey. Wang Chan gave a cold glance at Wu Jie, whose face had almost twisted in anger, then turned his head to look at Lei Ting, seeing that this woman didn't have even half an intention of stopping him, and reached out to gently pat Zhou Yahuan's arm.

  "This guy is really annoying, you're not familiar with him, I'll use him as a demonstration, let you see the effect of that Long Fist technique I taught you back then, isn't it much stronger than your so-called Karate?"

  In front of a large area, the floor is covered with expensive rubber flooring, which has excellent sound insulation and shock absorption. In the middle section, several dozen training and teaching areas are divided according to international standards, each with a thick layer of foam padding on the ground.

  At this time, dozens of martial arts coaches from various large and small martial arts halls in the entire Qingniao Pavilion also surrounded them, standing neatly.

  Apart from this, on the outskirts of the training ground, there were also a dozen or so young disciples gathered in twos and threes, whispering to each other with great interest as they watched Wang Chan walk over together with He Leiting.

  "Mr. Wang, I don't want to see anyone get hurt here." Lei Ting suddenly leaned in close to Wang Chan and whispered in a very low voice: "They're not real martial artists, although some of them are indeed annoying, but you can't use too much force, Wu Jie's family has a lot of power, and he's just part-time here with me, if you hurt him, you'll have to take responsibility for the consequences yourself."

  Lei Ting is a true master of internal martial arts. After exchanging blows with Wang Chan in the living room, who wouldn't know how formidable he is? Afraid that Wang Chan would take it lightly and not know his limits, she immediately came up to remind him.

  "Don't worry, he won't die!" Wang Chan chuckled and strode forward, parting the crowd, walking into the arena, and beckoning to Wu Jie outside with a hooked finger: "We martial artists don't need to say anything else. If you think I'm wrong, then come on up and exchange blows with me, and everything will become clear in no time."

  "You're really going too far!"

  Seeing Wang Zhen's extremely disdainful hooking of his fingers, completely not putting himself in his eyes, Wu Jie's face was even more difficult to look at, and a cold hum came from his nose, also stepping into the center of the arena.

  "Extreme Kyokushin Karate black belt third dan, Wu Jie, learning from Master Wang's Chinese Kung Fu." Wu Jie didn't say anything unnecessary and directly reported his name, then stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, assuming a stance.

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