Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 165: Make friends through martial arts

Chapter 165: Make friends through martial arts

Cui Zisong left in a dejected manner, as a loser, he departed the training room with a heart full of reluctance.

His previous arrogance also dissipated with the rising cheers.

The members of the martial arts club crowded around, expressing high admiration for Ye Qiu’s skills.

Ye Qiu smiled and chatted with the club members, and finally squeezed out of the crowd to approach Lan Bing.

"I didn’t expect you would really show up," Lan Bing remarked, feeling emotional as she rubbed her sore shoulder.

"Just happened to be passing by," Ye Qiu said with a smile, his eyes falling on Lan Bing’s shoulder, "Injured?"

Lan Bing shook her head and said, "It’s nothing serious, it will heal in a few days, but I didn’t expect his strength to have increased so quickly."

Ye Qiu was also very curious about Cui Zisong’s sudden surge in strength. Although it seemed like he defeated Cui Zisong with just one move, in reality, he had used True Qi. Only then was he able to quickly and decisively overwhelm his opponent with a single strike.

For someone of his True Qi level to confront someone who wasn’t even at the peak of fist strength, it was remarkable that Ye Qiu had to resort to using True Qi at all.

Even now, Ye Qiu’s mind was still pondering Cui Zisong’s strike, Inch Hand!

Given Cui Zisong’s ability, had it been an ordinary move, there would have been no need for True Qi, but this peculiar attack was out of the ordinary. It could magnify the attack power tenfold, a bit like concentrating all power into one point and then breaking through with that point, achieving the effect of shattering everything.

However, Cui Zisong’s level wasn’t enough to master this move perfectly, otherwise, even Ye Qiu could not afford to be careless.

"The reason his strength has improved so much is probably thanks to the instruction from the teacher he mentioned," Lan Bing shared her thoughts. As soon as Ye Qiu heard this, his expression sharpened, and he asked, "A teacher? Who is his teacher?"

Ye Qiu had long suspected that Cui Zisong’s newfound skill wasn’t acquired without reason. If Cui Zisong had known it during the previous club exchange, with his personality, he would have definitely used it. This meant that Cui Zisong must have learned it only after the event. Whoever could teach such a skill in such a short period was undoubtedly extraordinary.

This provoked Ye Qiu’s attention. The strength of someone who could teach a move like Inch Hand must be strong indeed, and to what extent Cui Zisong had learned from him was something that needed to be assessed by meeting Cui Zisong’s teacher.

This mysterious teacher, what kind of expert could he be? Ye Qiu had no way of knowing, but what was certain was that he was no weakling. Considering the move Inch Hand, his strength could likely be termed terrifying. And since Ye Qiu had injured his student, it was likely the teacher might seek him out in the future. It was better to learn more about the opponent’s strength and weaknesses as soon as possible.

Lan Bing also understood the gravity of the situation. Cui Zisong was vengeful, and even if he had lost to Ye Qiu today, he wouldn’t stay quiet. It was very likely that his mentor’s presence would be drawn out.

That man from the island country, Lan Bing had seen him before, his skill gave her a feeling of an abyss, completely unfathomable.

"His teacher is an island country man, a Karate master. As for his strength, I cannot judge, but I’ve heard he has swept through numerous martial arts gyms in Zhongshan City," Lan Bing revealed everything she knew, hoping to assist Ye Qiu.

"Island country man, Karate..." Ye Qiu muttered to himself.

Just as Ye Qiu was discussing Cui Zisong’s mentor with Lan Bing, Chu Yao, who had been waiting outside for a long time, walked in. She saw Ye Qiu and Lan Bing talking and laughing, and while she intended to move forward, she stopped, quietly observed them for a moment, and then turned to leave.

When Ye Qiu remembered that Chu Yao was still waiting for him outside, he ran out, only to find that Chu Yao’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

Ye Qiu patted his head, how could he have forgotten about that!

But the girl must have gone to class by now, Ye Qiu thought to himself.

...

Fujikawa Ueno had been in Huaxia for some time now, and he found it very uncomfortable to sleep in a hotel room.

He was much more satisfied with the ancient-style building he was staying in now.

Gazing at the quaint room, Fujikawa Ueno felt as if he had returned to his hometown, it was just a pity that there were no sakura blossoms as beautiful as those back home.

"The sakura must be more splendid at this time," Fujikawa Ueno thought of Mount Fuji! Covered in a blanket of blossoming cherry blossoms, practicing martial arts amidst the flurry of fallen petals, he was so engrossed in the way of the warrior that he became momentarily entranced.

Before long, a man clad in a suit entered, interrupting his reverie.

"What is it?" Fujikawa Ueno frowned slightly, displeased by the disturbance from the visitor.

"Mr. Sato is looking for you."

"Is he outside?" Fujikawa Ueno asked, then somewhat irritably commanded, "Well, don’t just stand there, invite Mr. Sato in."

The visitor was, of course, Sato Tsuru. Fujikawa Ueno sat in front of the coffee table, waiting until Sato Tsuru had entered the room and fully settled down before he brewed him a cup of tea.

"This is Pu’er from China," Fujikawa Ueno said, making a gesture of invitation.

Sato Tsuru, who lacked such leisurely elegance, set the teacup that Fujikawa Ueno had handed him back on the coffee table and said, "I’ve come to convey an order from above."

At the mention of "above," Fujikawa Ueno’s gaze flickered slightly, and then he motioned for Sato Tsuru to speak.

"The higher-ups have instructed that we should make our move. The Luo family from America has already started to apply pressure. If we cannot satisfy this great eagle, we will not obtain what we desire."

Fujikawa Ueno frowned. The order had come too suddenly, throwing his plans into disarray.

However, he couldn’t defy those above him. Since that was the case, he had no choice but to take action.

"Alright, I understand," Fujikawa Ueno nodded, finishing the tea in his cup in one gulp.

After Sato Tsuru left, Cui Zisong, clutching his belly, arrived at his teacher’s residence, Fujikawa Ueno’s place.

"How did you end up so disheveled?" Fujikawa Ueno asked with curiosity.

"Teacher, I have disgraced you!" Cui Zisong knelt before Fujikawa Ueno, head hanging low, like a defeated pit bull devoid of fighting spirit.

"What exactly happened?" Fujikawa Ueno asked indifferently.

Cui Zisong then recounted his defeat at the hands of Ye Qiu.

After a disheartened Cui Zisong left, he didn’t go to Wang Kun. He hadn’t dealt with Ye Qiu, and if Wang Kun were to find out he had lost to Ye Qiu again, it would be somewhat contemptible since Cui Zisong had previously boasted he could handle it. Now, unable to do so and still seeking Wang Kun’s help would be a slap in Cui Zisong’s own face.

Since he was no match for Ye Qiu, the only person left who could help him and take on Ye Qiu was probably only his teacher.

Because only his teacher’s strength seemed terrifying to him. Once the teacher took action, he would surely beat Ye Qiu effortlessly.

"To knock you flying before even coming within an inch, this person is not simple. I would actually like to meet him," he mused.

Hearing the teacher speak in such a way, Cui Zisong sensed an opportunity and began to persuade Fujikawa Ueno to confront Ye Qiu.

It didn’t take long before an invitation arrived at the Goddess Villa, falling into Ye Qiu’s hands.

It read, "I cordially invite young friend Ye Qiu to my humble abode for a gathering of martial fellowship. Fujikawa Ueno!"

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