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Chapter 105 - 96: Pre-war Analysis

Chapter 105: Chapter 96: Pre-war Analysis

That evening, Chen Zhengyang hosted a dinner for Wu Li, and no one mentioned the competition at the dinner table, they just chatted casually.

"Wu Li, I toast to you."

At the table, Wu Li sat to the left of Chen Zhengyang, Zhao Lixin to the right, and Yang Yuzhu was next to Zhao Lixin. At this moment, she took the initiative to stand up and raise her glass to Wu Li.

Seeing this, Wu Li also stood up and raised his glass.

"Your Kung Fu is so impressive, I truly admire it!"

Yang Yuzhu was drinking red wine, and after speaking, she downed it in one gulp.

Wu Li was surprised by her boldness and also finished his glass of white wine.

The toasting wasn’t over yet, Yang Yuzhu filled her glass with red wine again, "Thank you for helping Coach Zhao achieve his breakthrough."

After speaking, she was about to finish this glass too, but Zhao Lixin quickly stopped her, "Sister Yuzhu, I should be the one to toast this glass."

Yang Yuzhu waved her hand: "You can toast on your own later, right now it’s my turn."

She raised her glass and downed it in one gulp.

Wu Li could only pour himself another glass of white wine and finish it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yuzhu poured herself another glass, and even Chen Zhengyang was somewhat surprised by this.

"The last glass, thank you for agreeing to help us fight this match, thank you!"

Whoosh, another glass.

After the first glass of red wine, Yang Yuzhu’s face had already turned rosy. Now, after three glasses, her eyes were slightly hazy.

Chen Zhengyang quickly supported Yang Yuzhu, his tone somewhat reproachful, "Having a low tolerance yet pretending to be bold, it makes others laugh at you."

Perhaps she was genuinely tipsy, Yang Yuzhu gave her father a naive smile.

Chen Zhengyang shook his head helplessly and called over a servant, "Take her back to her room to rest."

However, he then said to Wu Li, "What a sight, huh?"

Wu Li laughed, "Not at all, what a heroine she is."

"Hahaha." Chen Zhengyang laughed, looking quite pleased with himself. He was very proud of his daughter, although there was one point he wasn’t satisfied with. Thinking of this, he looked at Wu Li sitting next to him.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he felt; young, handsome, capable, and also starting his own business.

It’s just a pity that he’s a bit young; otherwise, he could have matched him with his daughter.

The successful Chen Zhengyang’s top priority at the moment was actually to get his daughter married off quickly, so whenever he met someone suitable, his first thought was to try matching them with his daughter.

Chen Zhengyang always felt his daughter was indifferent to Zhao Lixin, perhaps because Zhao Lixin was a year younger than her; she probably hoped to find someone older than herself, so someone like Wu Li, who is directly five years younger, he could only regretfully dismiss the idea of matchmaking.

After drinking a few more glasses with Wu Li, Chen Zhengyang, probably worried about his daughter, said he wanted to check on her and left, leaving Zhao Lixin to continue drinking with Wu Li.

Zhao Lixin, being a straightforward man, took a large cup, filled it with white wine, and then raised it towards Wu Li.

"Brother Wu, I’m not good at talking, but a great kindness doesn’t need to be thanked!"

After speaking, he downed it in one gulp.

This glass probably had about two ounces, and Zhao Lixin likely wasn’t used to drinking; after finishing, he furrowed his brow and his face started to turn red.

Wu Li drank along and asked Zhao Lixin, "Brother Zhao, with your Kung Fu skills, why haven’t you stepped up to teach those people in society who claim Traditional Martial Arts is no good?"

Hearing this, Zhao Lixin scoffed at himself, "Teach them a lesson? Why haven’t we? Sister Yuzhu once challenged many people over this issue, and I’ve also helped her out many times, but in the end, we both felt it was pointless."

"Oh?"

"Everyone thinks Traditional Martial Arts is ineffective due to the general atmosphere. Even if we could overpower one or two people, could we possibly figtht everyone who disagrees? Besides, most people are only outwardly convinced; they feel that one person’s ability to fight doesn’t prove anything. If Traditional Martial Arts were really that great, why aren’t there many masters? If it were really powerful, everyone would learn it and use it in the ring!"

"..." Wu Li fell silent. It was indeed a frustrating situation. The state of Traditional Martial Arts today had its reasons, but making up excuses was less persuasive than stating facts.

The fact is, there are scarcely any high-level practitioners of Traditional Martial Arts nowadays, and even if someone used Traditional Martial Arts techniques in the ring, ordinary people wouldn’t be able to tell and wouldn’t think Traditional Martial Arts was powerful.

Zhao Lixin poured himself another glass of wine and took a hefty sip, "In modern society, if Traditional Martial Arts wants to establish itself, it can only prove itself through ring competitions. Constantly emphasizing health preservation and performances, how can that be considered real Martial Arts?"

"Martial Arts means competing with others! If I beat you, it proves I am stronger. If those who practice Traditional Martial Arts always win against others, it proves it’s strong."

"In modern society, there’s only one way to prove it, and that’s in the ring. I’ve taught many people, but very few can win using Bagua Palm techniques in the ring..."

Saying this, Zhao Lixin took another drink. Today was rare for him to talk so much, also because he saw Wu Li as a kindred spirit, while also greatly admiring him.

Wu Li also sighed; Traditional Martial Arts inherently faced limitations in the ring, especially techniques like Bagua Palm, which involve leveraging weaknesses. To win in the ring, either your physical condition must be much stronger than your opponent’s, or your skill level must be exceptionally high.

For someone like Zhao Lixin, who had mastered Bagua Palm to a Master level, it wasn’t necessary to target vital points. With techniques like Bagua Soft with Cow Tongue Mian Palm and the powerful Big Stone Breaking Hand, as long as the skill level was high enough, victory was assured.

However, how many could attain a realm like Zhao Lixin’s? Everything requires talent; even with a master guiding hand-in-hand, not everyone can become a master, let alone the fact that most people’s training isn’t even complete.