Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 169 - 0167 washes hair and becomes a monkey

Chapter 169: 0167 washes hair and becomes a monkey

Ancient Pavilion Teahouse.

Today, the Ancient Pavilion Teahouse was unusually lively, its entire antiquely styled space had been reserved by a man from the island nation, and at the entrance, there hung a pair of red couplets.

"In tea, we discover the way, with martial arts, we make friends."

The calligraphy, penned with an ink brush, did indeed carry a certain charm. Cui Zisong couldn’t help but admire it upon seeing the couplet written by his teacher, the handwriting was truly beautiful, almost as if it were the work of a renowned calligrapher.

Fujikawa Ueno had always been studying the culture of the Huaxia, delving into everything from astronomy to geography. His favorite aspect was the calligraphy of Huaxia, with a particular fondness for collecting genuine calligraphic works of ancient masters. His home also housed many works bought from Huaxia merchants.

Naturally, Fujikawa Ueno had also fallen in love with calligraphy and had spent a considerable amount of time studying it, honing his skill in brush writing to an impressive level.

Today was the day to meet friends through martial arts, and Fujikawa Ueno had already sent out the invitations, naturally preparing early for this martial exchange.

He had even spent a significant amount of money to book the entire teahouse for this gathering of martial friends.

People had already begun arriving at the teahouse, being led by the front door reception into the open courtyard inside.

With an antique charm in its decoration, one felt as if transported back to ancient times upon entering the Ancient Pavilion Teahouse, a sensation of being in a bygone era.

Moreover, its architecture was square-shaped, an open courtyard in the center with wooden pagodas surrounding it, rising up to three stories high, somewhat resembling an ancient courtyard.

Cui Zisong watched as people of all sorts entered the Ancient Pavilion Teahouse, eyeing and assessing them. He could discern the abilities of some, while others were impenetrable. He then quickly reported the arrivals to Fujikawa Ueno.

"Yo ho, Director Wang, you are here too!"

"Brother Zhang."

Many of those who had arrived were acquaintances and could not help but greet each other upon encountering each other here.

Of course, those who were on good terms chatted warmly upon meeting, while relations that were less friendly almost seemed ready for confrontation.

The scene was, indeed, somewhat noisy.

Cui Zisong repeatedly scanned the attendees, but did not see Ye Qiu’s figure, leading to some disappointment. However, since the teacher said Ye Qiu would come, he would certainly be there; Cui Zisong’s admiration for Fujikawa Ueno was bone-deep, even to the point of being blind.

Regarding the invitations sent by Fujikawa Ueno, in reality, up to this point, those who could be considered true martial artists were few and far between, most being either somewhat famous martial hall owners or some independent practitioners.

Of course, this does not exclude the possibility that some real experts were hiding among them, only preferring to keep a low profile.

When Ye Qiu’s gaze landed on the three characters of "Ancient Pavilion Teahouse," he knew this was the place he was looking for.

Glancing at the few characters brushed at the entrance, Ye Qiu couldn’t help but nod. The writer’s calligraphic skill had a certain level, appearing to dance with dragons and phoenixes, yet concealing a subtle nuance of hidden depth and humility.

After a brief pause at the entrance, Ye Qiu stepped inside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your presence and for giving me, Fujikawa, this modest honor. I have invited you all here today not only to make your acquaintance but also to discuss martial arts with you, so that we may improve together," Fujikawa Ueno’s voice rose in the courtyard.

"As the saying goes in Huaxia, ’To collect the strengths of many homes is to advance on one’s own path.’ Today, here, I wish to discuss the martial path with all of you."

The words of Fujikawa Ueno echoed throughout the courtyard, his voice booming like a bell, resonating deeply, making it crystal clear to all present.

As soon as Ye Qiu entered the courtyard, he saw a man dressed in a grey samurai uniform standing in the center, about fifty years of age. His eyes were piercing, his bearing like that of an ancient pine, and he had an invisible aura about him that there was no doubt this man was none other than Fujikawa Ueno.

The attention of everyone present was focused on Fujikawa Ueno, and they all wanted to know just how strong Fujikawa Ueno was.

As the initiator of this martial gathering for friendly exchange, this martial discussion, naturally, had to be with him.

Actually, many who had come here did so to watch a joke unfold; after all, a foreigner running to Huaxia to discuss martial arts with them was simply a humiliation.

Therefore, many were here out of curiosity, wanting to see for themselves just what confidence Fujikawa Ueno possessed, daring to engage in martial discussions with everyone.

"Hmph, let me try you."

Immediately, someone stepped forward, wanting to exchange blows with Fujikawa Ueno and spar for a few moves.

"Good, please," Fujikawa Ueno’s serious face showed a trace of a smile.

Exchanging hands with the practitioners of Huaxia was his favorite thing, and if he could be inspired and break through the shackles that held him for many years, he could become a grandmaster of his country, a truly revered existence.

The two began their exchange; this person started with lethal moves, his attacks vicious and quick, even managing to give off a dizzying impression.

Fujikawa Ueno’s movements seemed quite a bit slower in comparison, but his actions appeared at just the right moment, a split second before the other’s attack reached him.

This person’s hand-to-hand combat skill was not weak; at least in Ye Qiu’s view, he was strong amongst the common practitioners.

In reality, this individual was the senior brother of a dojo master from one of the many martial arts gyms Fujikawa Ueno had swept through in Zhongshan in the past few days. His presence there was to avenge his junior brother’s previous disgrace, but from the current state of the fight, it seemed he was unlikely to defeat Fujikawa Ueno. At least Ye Qiu could tell he was no match for Fujikawa Ueno.

The fight ended faster than Ye Qiu had anticipated, and even if this man was robust and fast, his defeat came just as quickly. Within mere three minutes, he was sent flying with a roundhouse kick from Fujikawa Ueno, culminating in a face-full of dirt.

Although it was an ordinary move, those in the audience with discerning eyes could see some of Fujikawa Ueno’s technique.

"Impressive." Ye Qiu appreciated the beautiful roundhouse kick from Fujikawa Ueno just now; the movement was exceptionally clean and efficient, something even he would have been able to manage.

Truly a master!

The first to go up was easily handled by Fujikawa Ueno’s effortless beating. This made those who had been previously swept through by Fujikawa Ueno show a hint of fear, realizing they had perhaps underestimated Fujikawa Ueno’s strength.

Fujikawa Ueno was skilled, but this did not intimidate everyone, and it was not long before a second person volunteered to exchange hands with Fujikawa Ueno.

Ye Qiu couldn’t be bothered to push through to the front; instead, he stood back, watching all of Fujikawa Ueno’s movements.

"Eh, what’s she doing here?" Suddenly, Ye Qiu noticed, aside from himself, there was an acquaintance, Lan Bing, and to his surprise, the middle-aged man standing next to Lan Bing caught his attention. Ye Qiu observed, noting some resemblance between him and Lan Bing, and later he guessed this middle-aged man should be Lan Bing’s father.

Meanwhile, at Longhu Daoist Temple.

Qian Zhen Daoist and several contemporaries of martial arts experts stood in front of the temple, enjoying the scenery of Wuyi Mountain.

"It’s hard to say how many true martial artists have gone to participate in this martial gathering for friendship."

Someone said lightly in front of Qian Zhen Daoist.

"In my opinion, this can hardly be called a gathering for martial friendship. It’s more like a monkey wearing a crown. Real practitioners, who would care about a practitioner from an island country? When it comes to the depth of martial arts skills, only Huaxia is the strongest. I think this island national really has ulterior motives, wanting to learn and take away our Huaxia’s martial arts," another suddenly spoke up, revealing a mocking look.

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