Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 248 - 174: An Unexpected Test2

But soon, after he learned more about the deeper situation, he realized that this chief representative was a huge pitfall.

In the past, the opponents, although of many different types, ca from Japan and Korea with Taekwondo, Karate, Hwarangdo, Judo, Kendo, etc., from Southeast Asia with Muay Thai, Eskrima, from the Western world with Boxing, Baton, and Brazil with Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Mongolian wrestling, etc.

However, most of them were from comrcial martial arts schools as, after all, this exchange was also sothing put together by various associations.

But only after his martial arts school beca the main representative did he discover that this martial arts exchange included semi-professional athletes among the participants.

The Chinese Martial Arts Association, due to its large size and abundance of experts, didn’t necessarily expect to win the championship, but securing a decent ranking wasn’t supposed to be a big issue.

But now, with the inclusion of these professional athletes, Yang Zhenghong was well aware that the level of competition was completely different.

Although the Chinese Martial Arts Association also had competitors who participated in various national competitions, those contests were not really about combat. Moreover, those competitors were mainly dostic and not easy to enlist.

So, the disciples that he was originally quite satisfied with now seed completely inadequate in this new context, which is why he was frantically looking for experts everywhere.

He now only hoped that the Chinese Martial Arts Association wouldn’t lose too badly.

Winning the championship was nonsense—he himself had sparred with boxers and was very aware of the gap in strength between the two sides.

The opponent wasn’t even a real professional, just soone with a small reputation in the amateur circles. Even so, he had nearly been defeated.

After the eting ended, everyone got acquainted and these matters were explained before they dispersed.

It was only after Li Ang left that the assistant curator whispered to Yang Zhenghong:

"Old Yang, shouldn’t we test out Master Xiao Li’s skill? If he ends up being all show and no substance, losing so money is a minor issue, but it could make our martial arts school lose face."

Yang Zhenghong shook his head and replied:

"How to test? Call soone to spar with him directly? That would be too disrespectful. What if he is truly skilled and decides to leave on the spot?"

"So we just let it go?"

"Of course not, we definitely need to test him out, but not here and not by us."

...

The next day, Li Ang, along with Catina, took a good tour around the martial arts exchange venue.

The entire convention rented a large sports venue and turned it into sothing like an expo.

There really were a lot of activities inside, with plenty of visitors.

Seeing many people dressed in traditional costus, Taekwondo uniforms, and even so in armor, Li Ang felt as if he had wandered into a comic convention.

While walking around the exchange, Li Ang surprisingly ran into an old acquaintance.

"Hey, Li, what are you doing here? I heard you took a break from school to join sports competitions."

The blonde haired, blue-eyed Caucasian girl greeting him was his high school classmate Liana, one of the few people from class he could actually talk to.

Li Ang smiled and asked her:

"Liana, I was wondering the sa about you. Don’t you have classes?"

Liana glanced at a petite Caucasian girl next to her and responded:

"Shh! I took ti off to bring my little sister Aisha to New York for a vacation, and we thought we’d join in on this event."

However, the petite Caucasian girl next to her was quite cold towards Li Ang.

"Aisha, my classmate here is pretty amazing. He’s won several school boxing championships. I think he might even be better than that online friend of yours."

Liana was introducing Li Ang to her sister.

Truthfully, Liana was sowhat skeptical about her sister’s online friend being reliable.

If she had to choose a boyfriend, Liana thought Li Ang was more dependable. After all, Li Ang was her classmate and a proven champion, undoubtedly more credible than an online friend with an uncertain real identity.

Aisha pouted, and though she remained silent, she clearly did not believe it.

Her online friend was a coach at a martial arts school in a big city like New York; there was no way he could be worse than this thin-looking Asian boy.

The group wandered around the venue, and with Aisha leading, they soon arrived at a ring surrounded by many spectators, who had gathered to watch the martial arts bouts.

Unable to squeeze through the crowd, Liana and the others struggled to get a view.

However, after Aisha sent a few ssages, a staff mber from the ring ca out and led them into an inner ring—an area exclusive to staff mbers—to watch the fights on stage.

With a smug lift of her head toward her sister, Aisha’s actions clearly showed that all these arrangents were thanks to her online friend.

"See? He didn’t fool us. He really is a coach at a large martial arts school."

Liana had to admit, this seed quite promising, especially considering that Li Ang, just like them, was rely a student from a less significant area and couldn’t really be compared to the coach from a big New York City martial arts school.

Soon after, a tall Caucasian man appeared before them.

As soon as they t, Aisha excitedly said to him: