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Chapter 185 - 167 Meeting

Chapter 185: Chapter 167 Meeting

In 2011, Hu Shan challenged the well-known Malaysian Martial Artist Li Zong, and the two fought publicly at sea. After exchanging more than twenty techniques, Li Zong was left blinded by Hu Shan with a Killing Move of the White Crane Sect and committed suicide on the spot following his defeat.

In 2012, Hu Shan gambled in a duel with Li Zong’s good friend, the honorary instructor of the Malaysia Martial Arts Federation, acclaimed as Malaysia’s number one expert, Zhang Jinfei. It took place in international waters as well, and after more than fifty exchanges, Hu Shan narrowly secured victory, breaking Zhang Jinfei’s throat bone on the spot.

In 2013, Hu Shan went to Indonesia to challenge the local famed Chinese Boxer Zhu Changwei, who ultimately lost an eye and had his right hand disabled.

That same year, Hu Shan successively defeated two other Chinese Boxers in Indonesia, killing them both in the encounters.

In 2014, Hu Shan was invited to New Country by the Li Group for a private boxing match, where he met the Heavyweight Boxing Champion of the Philippines’ Underground Boxing Ring and ultimately KO’ed his opponent.

In 2015, Hu Shan successively defeated five Muay Thai Kings in Thailand’s underground boxing rings, and for a while, no one in Thailand dared to challenge him.

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Back then, Zhang Shicai just briefly mentioned Hu Shan’s combat record, but he wasn’t clear on the details, whereas the information sent by Zhao Lixin was much more specific.

Page by page, Wu Li now understood why Hu Shan was considered the number one in Southeast Asia; the man had really fought against experts from every Southeast Asian nation.

Unfortunately, almost no videos of these matches leaked out, or Zhao Lixin was unable to collect them. The only video was of Hu Shan facing off against the Philippines’ Boxing Champion in New Country, representing the Li Group from New Country and easily KO’ing his opponent.

Wu Li clicked on the video, which was fairly clear.

The arena and surrounding scenes looked a lot like what Wu Li had seen at the Yu Group. In the video, Hu Shan appeared relaxed as he faced a fighter whose skin was dark and was about 2 meters tall, looking like a brown bear.

After the match started, Hu Shan was the first to initiate the attack. His arms swung like steel whips, like a wild ape flailing; his movements were agile and elusive, like a crane striding; his fingers pecked and grabbed, like iron hooks...

The opponent struggled to adapt to Hu Shan’s unpredictable fighting style. His arms were soon torn and bloody, marked by stripes of red; ultimately, Hu Shan contested a punch with the opponent using the Spiral Internal Strength of Yong Chun. Seizing the moment when the opponent’s body stiffened, a Crane Peck, with ears ringing like twin peaks, struck the opponent’s temple, knocking him out.

Wu Li watched the video over and over. At that time, Hu Shan’s Killing Fist was already very mature, the transition between Martial Arts techniques and the exertion of power appeared very natural, more formidable than Liu Qi, whom Wu Li had previously encountered—and this was just Hu Shan from five years ago.

Wu Li thought to himself, if he were to fight Hu Shan from five years ago, the odds of victory were probably fifty-fifty. As for Hu Shan’s current strength, Wu Li had no idea. Perhaps his physical fitness declined compared to five years ago, but the intricacy of his techniques likely surpassed the past without falling short.

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The next morning, Wu Li and his companions left the hotel, planning to continue towards Martial Arts Street.

As soon as they exited the hotel, they saw the car doors of several vehicles across the street open, and seven or eight people headed towards Wu Li and his group.

Wu Li frowned, looking at the few approaching him. Without System Detection, he could tell that these people had all practiced boxing, and their aura was chillingly cold and murderous.

"Mr. Wu, we are from the Shaquan Dojo. Our Master sends his invitation," said the lead man in stiff Chinese.

"We won’t be going to the Shaquan Dojo," Chen Gang said, frowning.

The other party shook his head and pointed in another direction: "Our Master is over there."

Everyone turned to look, and not far away was a breakfast stall surrounded by what seemed to be bodyguards, and a man was sitting on a chair, looking over in their direction.

Wu Li recognized him immediately; it was Hu Shan.

Wu Li nodded, "Alright, I’ll go meet him."

"Wu Li, be careful," Chen Gang said with some concern.

"Don’t worry, it’s alright."

With that, Wu Li walked alone towards that direction.

The proprietor and patrons of the breakfast stall seemed to have been sent away, leaving no one in the stall, save for Hu Shan sitting there.

Seeing Wu Li, Hu Shan smiled and said in Chinese, "Please, have a seat."

Wu Li sat opposite Hu Shan, slightly bending at the waist, leaning forward with his hands under the table.

He positioned his body’s center of gravity on his spine, his spine like a dragon, his gluteal muscles taut, and his waist and hips united, readying the prelude to ’Tiger’s hip and Dragon Tail,’ poised to strike with the Dragon and Tiger Power at any moment.

Hu Shan watched Wu Li with appreciation. In his eyes, Wu Li was like a tightly drawn bow, his body containing the essence of the Tiger Form, ready to pounce on an opponent from a distance.

"Your every movement, whether walking, sitting, or lying down, incorporates boxing."

Having studied Hua Country’s boxing manuals for a long time, Hu Shan thought of this saying upon observing Wu Li.

Wu Li also scrutinized the man before him. Based on appearance and temperament alone, Hu Shan seemed to be a very mild person, without a trace of fierceness.

If Wu Li hadn’t watched the video of Hu Shan’s matches the night before, he would have found it hard to imagine that this ordinary-looking man was Southeast Asia’s number one expert.

"I sent someone yesterday to invite Mr. Wu to my dojo. Why did you not come?" Hu Shan asked in Chinese.

Wu Li replied, "Like I said yesterday, I wish to engage in a public match with Master Hu, not a private sparring session."

Hu Shan chuckled, "Ever since my Killing Fist reached Great Success, my exchanges with others have always been no-rules real combat. It’s been many years since I’ve competed in a ring. I feel those kinds of matches are just for show and can’t truly reflect a Martial Artist’s genuine strength. Mr. Wu, you possess extraordinary skill; why fixate on the form of the competition? If you truly wish to experience my Killing Fist, we can simply close the door and have an in-depth exchange."

Wu Li shook his head, "I’ve heard that Master Hu is known as the number one expert in Southeast Asia. Naturally, I would like our bout to be public."

Hu Shan’s eyes narrowed slightly. What Wu Li just said was actually quite presumptuous. Knowing that the other party was recognized as the number one in Southeast Asia, yet choosing a public duel implied: I wish to defeat you openly and take your reputation!

"Ha ha!" Hu Shan suddenly laughed, not taking offense, "Mr. Wu’s temperament reminds me of myself when I was younger."

He nodded with a smile, "In fact, a public duel is not out of the question."

"Oh?" Wu Li was somewhat surprised, not expecting the other party to agree so readily.

"However, I have one condition," Hu Shan said slowly.

Wu Li responded, "Go ahead."

Hu Shan looked directly at Wu Li, "Mr. Wu, you are a high-level practitioner of Xingyi Fist, and over the years, I have also been studying Xingyi Fist, to no avail. If Mr. Wu is willing to help me resolve some questions about Martial Arts, I would agree to a public match with you."

Wu Li raised an eyebrow, not expecting the other party to make such a request.