"Soone’s behind this? What’s really going on?"
Miao Jun always felt that Chen Long was hiding sothing from him. After all, he had invested all his savings into this martial arts school, seeing no hope in the education and training industry, it was a gamble. Now Chen Long was telling him that the school might not survive.
If he didn’t know that Chen Long had also invested everything, he would have thought he was being fooled.
"The last ti you asked why I was detained, I told you we clashed with soone at Jinyue Hotel, it was with him."
At this mont, Zhou Yuelong sensed soone looking at him, and noticing it was Chen Long, he imdiately drew a hand across his neck, his challenging gaze full of disdain.
"There’s no need to fear him, right? I think Master Li can handle the coach from the Xianglong Dojo just fine."
Miao Jun also saw Zhou Yuelong’s provocation but wasn’t too worried as he looked back at the evenly matched battle between Li Xiang and the Xianglong coach.
"I have confidence in my master. Our crisis has never been the Xianglong Dojo but rather the third young master of Baolong Group. The person we’ve offended is the third young master of Baolong Group."
Gasp~
Upon hearing this, Miao Jun audibly gasped.
As long as you’re from Jinling, you should know of Baolong Group’s existence; it’s a behemoth.
Now, as the dojo is just starting to show progress, he’s being told that the premise of investing in this dojo is to withstand the third young master’s revenge from Baolong Group.
"Why didn’t you say anything earlier?"
If he had known this at the beginning, he would never have invested. But now, he’s fallen into Chen Long’s sche.
Chen Long felt a weight lift off his shoulders after revealing the truth. He had been worried for so ti about Zhou Yuelong’s retaliation, but now that it was happening, he felt a bit relieved.
Keeping this secret alone had been too exhausting for him.
"I thought soone of his status wouldn’t bother with small fries like us. Besides, my master didn’t hit him that day, just his subordinate. Who knew he’d be so petty, coming for revenge after so many days." Chen Long also had his own selfish motives. If he had told Miao Jun about this from the start, Miao Jun would never have invested in the dojo, and it might not have opened so smoothly.
"You think, you think, it’s always what you think. You hit his man, which is like publicly slapping his face. These people care most about their reputation."
Miao Jun felt that he was finished this ti, fearing that all his investnt would be a total loss. He looked at Chen Long with a look of despair.
"There are no hopeless situations; we still have my master at the dojo. I trust him." Seeing Miao Jun lose his faith, Chen Long quickly tried to boost his morale, fearing he might beco despondent. At this point, they could only place their trust in Li Xiang.
"Yes, we still have Master Li."
Miao Jun snapped back to reality and looked towards the center of the martial field once more.
"Ha!"
The stalemate in the fight was wearing down Wang Yong’s patience. Although they both gave as good as they got, he always felt he had the short end of the stick. So feints and light punches were landing on the opponent, but whenever he tried to deliver a decisive kick, the opponent dodged nimbly like a monkey, missing by a hair’s breadth.
The feeling was extrely aggravating.
From ti to ti, Wang Yong would be struck by Li Xiang, causing him to gasp painfully, as if it alleviated the burning pain in his chest.
He was already feeling exhausted and wanted to end the fight quickly.
He noticed that the person opposite him was in a similar state, no longer as agile as before, so he began to prepare a decisive strike, a move to determine the outco.
In Taekwondo, the spinning back kick is considered a powerful technique capable of deciding the match, resulting in a KO if it hits.
The opportunity ca when Wang Yong seized the mont Li Xiang was retracting his kick, and with full confidence, executed the spinning back kick. This sharp kick worried even the student parents watching, concerned for Li Xiang.
If he gets hit, it would surely hurt a lot.
Li Xiang tid it; they had fought enough, and the charade had played out.
The most direct impression this performance left him was that acting was more tiring than fighting.
It was ti for him to spot an opening and deliver a decisive move.
But for the sake of the plan, he had to play along to provide a show for Zhou Yuelong, and it was exhausting.
The spinning back kick, though powerful in Taekwondo, is among the hardest techniques to execute effectively, even for a black belt 6th dan like Wang Yong, who could perform it adeptly.
However, the most powerful moves often have fatal flaws, and the spinning back kick’s flaw is the slow recovery.
Having already reached Grandmaster Level in Combat Technique, Li Xiang understood this weakness well.
Instead of retracting his leg, he changed tactics mid-air, sothing that would leave others unstable but not Li Xiang. He smoothly delivered a sidekick directly to Wang Yong’s inner thigh, sending him flying into the arms of the six Xianglong Dojo mbers, with the imnse force knocking them over.
"Ouch, did he hit the groin?"
"I felt a twinge myself; I pity him."
The parents who were initially worried about Li Xiang now felt concerned for the much worse-off Wang Yong.
Sympathy for the weak is human nature.
Having been kicked away by a single blow, Wang Yong felt dizzy, experiencing excruciating pain in his thigh, as if it were tearing. His mind went blank, with only one thought remaining: the Xianglong Dojo was finished.
Soon after, he couldn’t accept this reality and fainted in their arms.
"Coach Wang?"
The other 6 mbers of the Xianglong Dojo showed terrified expressions; before coming here, they were full of confidence and high spirits.
They thought storming a dojo was a great thrill, sothing that couldn’t miss them.
But now, they wished for nothing more than for the ground to swallow them up.
The experienced coach had already closed his eyes, free of worries.
Zhou Yuelong, who had squeezed to the front to watch the commotion, realized he had underestimated Li Xiang’s combat prowess upon seeing Wang Yong knocked out. He imdiately wanted to turn and leave.
However, the parents’ excitent had peaked, making it difficult for him to push through.
"Make way, make way, let’s go."
Having lost the fight, he wanted to leave quickly, realizing the two people with him were no match for Li Xiang.
If the police hadn’t arrived in ti last ti, he might have been beaten by Li Xiang too. Now, without the police, there was no one to save him.
Thinking about it, Zhou Yuelong felt a wave of sadness. Being a notorious drug lord, he now ironically needed the police to save him.
Especially when seeing his two subordinates struggling to part the crowd, his anger grew.
"Useless! If I had soone as skilled as him by my side, would I be in such a passive situation?"
"Stay a mont, Young Master Zhou."
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