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Chapter 291 - 265: Three Parts Spirit in Martial Arts Practice, Martial Artist’s Heart Holds a Blade

Chapter 291: Chapter 265: Three Parts Spirit in Martial Arts Practice, Martial Artist’s Heart Holds a Blade

Listening to the singing behind him, Wu sighed.

He had actually understood some of Tina’s actions after hearing what Li Li said, but he still couldn’t accept them.

How could an investor consider investing in a company on the brink of bankruptcy just because his son knew a beautiful woman? Your foster father was clearly grasping at straws, letting you try before he died. And you went along with it?

You clearly have a friend like Li Li, why not try to have her help you persuade your foster father to agree to the divorce, even if it meant using threats?

Even if your mother needs alimony, must you rely on your foster father? Can’t you earn it yourself? I could even help you find a decent job.

...

Wu held these words in his heart, originally planning to blurt them out, but hearing the intermittent singing of the girl behind him, he ultimately just sighed softly, saying nothing.

She was just an unlucky person, and wasn’t she also drowning?

The people standing on the shore, no matter how clearly they see, can’t truly understand the helplessness of struggling in the water. Perhaps if it were themselves drowning, they wouldn’t perform any better than her.

The sky started to drizzle, falling on people’s heads and bodies, giving a penetratingly cold sensation.

The singing place was near where Tina lived. Following the navigation, Wu led her as she sang along their way back to her building.

Li Li had been following behind, watching the two with a complicated expression.

Upon reaching the building, Tina let go of Wu’s hand, "This is it."

Wu nodded, "Okay."

"By the way," Tina sniffed, "I plan to learn Martial Arts in the future. I want to be like you, and one day fight in the UFC."

Li Li, who had just walked over, was astounded by this statement: Big sister, you—a highly talented student from the Music Academy, who has the potential to perform in Vienna Hall—are thinking about going into UFC?

Wu was speechless, looking at Tina, "Are you serious?"

Tina nodded firmly, "Serious!"

Wu thought for a moment and smiled, "Alright, come with me."

Saying that, he turned and headed for the stairwell, beginning to climb the stairs.

Tina followed behind him, and Li Li, momentarily stunned, hurriedly caught up.

Wu ascended the stairs, his pace a bit fast, causing Tina to speed up behind him, breathing heavily.

The building had nine floors, and a few minutes later, Wu directly reached the rooftop.

He walked straight to the edge of the rooftop, stopped, and turned around to wait for Tina.

After a while, Tina arrived at the rooftop, panting heavily, followed by Li Li, who practiced Martial Arts all year round and wasn’t breathless from climbing stairs, but was puzzled as to why Wu had brought Tina to the rooftop.

Wu looked at Tina, "Learning Martial Arts is fine for physical conditioning and self-defense, but you just said you want to take it as a profession. I’m going to ask you again, are you serious?"

Tina, bending over and breathing hard, finally recovered and stood up straight to face Wu, nodding forcefully, "I’m serious. I want to fight in the UFC one day!"

Wu shook his head, "Then I have to tell you, if you’re aiming for it as a career, you’re not suitable for learning Martial Arts."

Tina’s expression froze, slightly indignant, "Why?"

"Because your personality isn’t suited for it," Wu slowly explained.

Tina pursed her lips, "Are you saying I’m too timid? Too scared?"

Wu shook his head, "It’s not about being timid or scared. You managed to drive away from kidnappers, so you can’t be said to lack courage; born in such a family and faced with such circumstances, the fact that you thought about trying to solve it shows you’re already stronger than many girls."

Tina, "I don’t understand, then why do you say my personality isn’t suitable?"

Wu did not explain further, but instead turned, took a run-up, and jumped onto the half-meter-high cement railing at the edge of the rooftop.

Tina and Li Li both exclaimed in unison. The cement railing at the edge was only as wide as a palm, just big enough to place a foot.

At that moment, it was raining, and the railing was wet, and being up on the ninth floor with strong winds made Wu’s actions look extremely dangerous.

But Wu stood casually on the railing, steadying his feet, and turned around to look at Tina, "Dare to come up?"

"Wu, what are you doing?"

Li Li couldn’t help but speak out, why take risks himself and also involve Tina?

Wu did not explain but kept his gaze fixed on Tina, "You said you want to learn Martial Arts, want to go professional, fine, if you dare to stand up here now, I’ll personally teach you how to box, how about that?"

Li Li froze, somewhat understanding Wu’s meaning, so she closed her mouth, looking at Tina.

Tina widened her eyes, "Are you serious?"

Wu nodded, "I do as I say."

"Okay!"

Tina gritted her teeth and walked directly towards the edge of the rooftop.

She didn’t have Wu’s skill to run up and jump straight onto it; she only moved towards the cement railing, placed her hands on it, and pushed herself up,

At that moment, half of her body was leaning out, and just one glance below revealed the view.

From nine floors up, more than twenty meters, even without a fear of heights, leaning out like that and looking down was still heart-pounding.

The cement railing was completely wet from the rain, Tina’s hands were drenched and cold to the bone, and the rough texture of the cement was painfully abrading her delicate skin.

Tina pulled back her body, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then opened her eyes, placed her right leg on the railing, and exerted force with both her right foot and hands to lift her body up, then swung her right leg over the railing, positioning herself astride it.

Whew! The night wind blew, and Tina’s body shook a little on the railing.

Li Li, repressing the urge to cry out in shock, silently reassured herself that with Wu there, there should be no accident.

Tina forced herself not to look at the high space below on the right, tilting her head, steadying her hands on the railing, inching her leg that straddled outside back in, first one knee on the railing, then the other.

Finally, her body lay atop the railing, knees down.

Tina tried to slowly stand up but failed several times.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Just a few simple movements seemed to have drained all her strength. She was panting heavily, her arms and legs growing weak.

Rain continued to fall, soaking her hair, clothes, and the exposed skin.

A cold wind blew by, taking away the last bit of warmth from her body.

She lay sprawled across the guardrail, only a palm’s width, blowing in the cold wind, with the ground over twenty meters below at her side. This was a chilling coldness she had never experienced before, her limbs almost beginning to shake.

Wu Li was standing nearby, silently watching, neither speaking nor urging her on.

A few seconds, or perhaps minutes passed, and Tina remained paralyzed on the guardrail.

Her strength was trickling away bit by bit; her whole body trembled slightly, and tears and mucus were unconsciously streaming down her face. This was a sloppiness she had never experienced, but on reflection, wasn’t this exactly her situation:

Dangling in midair, unable to climb up or descend, a careless slip could lead to shattered bones.

Wasn’t she always in such a sloppy mess?

Without a close friend like Li Li, without having met Wu Li by chance, she would have shattered to pieces long ago.

"Afraid to move now?" Wu Li’s voice suddenly carried over.

"Stand up! If you stand up, I’ll personally teach you Martial Arts, and guarantee you’ll make it into the UFC!"

"What, only when you find you have to rely on yourself, you realize you can’t do anything?"

"That’s how this world is, oftentimes there’s no reason to it. If misfortune befalls you, you can only rely on yourself; there’s no other way!"

"You can cry, you can complain about life being unfair, but it’s useless, in the end, you have to stand up on your own, just like now."

"Stand up!" Wu Li suddenly shouted.

Tina shook, and at that moment,

Boom! Thunder suddenly roared in the sky.

Tina’s mind went blank. Her hands subconsciously let go, and her body tilted, falling to the side.

Am I going to die?

In a daze, it felt like someone had pushed her, and then she fell into a warm embrace.

"Tina!"

Li Li’s anxious voice came, and Tina opened her eyes, looking up at her friend while cradled in Li Li’s arms.

In that split second, Wu Li had stepped forward and firmly caught Tina, who was about to fall into the abyss, and threw her back onto the rooftop for Li Li to catch.

Tina’s face was pale as she slowly came to her senses, wiping the rain and tears from her face.

Meanwhile, Wu Li still stood on the guardrail, his silhouette looking immensely tall.

"Wanna try again?"

"..."

"I can wait for you to rest."

"..."

Wu Li shook his head. "I’ve practiced Martial Arts since I was young, and my grandfather once told me something very clearly: ’A Martial Artist should nurture a touch of malice in their heart.’"

Tina collapsed in Li Li’s arms, looking dazed.

Li Li looked at Wu Li with some complexity; she had heard something similar from her brother before.

"Three parts malice—too much makes one prone to losing control viciously, too little loses the edge. Thus, three parts are just right, not more, not less."

Wu Li’s voice, despite the rain and wind, clearly reached them.

"I said your personality isn’t suited for a career in Martial Arts, because you lack that three parts malice. When facing your foster father, a villain in fine clothes, even after he once sold you, you still thought about negotiating and not completely severing ties."

"Of course, that’s a family matter for you, and I’m an outsider, so I can’t fully empathize. Maybe you have your reasons, and you might say I’m speaking without feeling the pain. Anyway, I can understand your method—really, I can."

"But, I can’t agree."

"You have a music talent; following that path might lead to great achievements in the future, but choosing the path of Martial Arts, I must say, isn’t suitable for you."

"I see you as a friend, so I had to break this notion for you."

As he spoke, the figure on the guardrail suddenly moved.

Tina and Li Li widened their eyes, as Wu Li began to punch on the narrow guardrail with wide, sweeping movements!

Crouching, leaping, crossing, spinning...

Each punch drove the surrounding wind and rain, causing water to splash everywhere!

The fierce wind howled, and the rain intensified.

However, in such a storm, where any misstep would lead to shattered bones, that figure did not hesitate or pause, punching like a roaring tiger!

"A Martial Artist first nurtures three parts air, and a Martial Artist’s heart must hold a sword!"

That voice, like thunder, rang in their ears.

In a daze, that figure slowly retracted his fighting stance, and the final voice came through.

"You do not have a sword in your heart, you aren’t suited for Martial Arts, just sing well, and you can still be happy."

PS: Finally finished writing this part about Tina. When I started writing about her, I had this segment in mind, wanting to express the ten words in this Chapter’s title.

Writing about Tina’s experiences is also because of some of my own experiences. When things happen, what else can be done? Once it happens, you can only rely on yourself. In real life, where are people like Li Li and Wu Li?

Sometimes, making a sudden resolution, like Tina suddenly deciding to learn Martial Arts thinking it would protect her and give her security, turns out that to learn Martial Arts, you must have a sword in your heart. Without that readiness and capability, thinking a sudden resolution can change anything is too naive.

In the end, the writing about Tina wasn’t quite right, my fault, I apologize; the future storyline will be about Martial Arts battles that everyone likes.

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