Chapter 612: Pointing the Needle at the Wheat

"Master Huang, it's a pleasure to meet you!'

'It's Master Liu, I didn't expect you to be here too, it's a pleasure!'

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It was just after 8am in Causeway Bay, Wan Chai, Hong Kong Island. There were already quite a few flower baskets in front of the entrance to the Jiwu Martial Arts School, which had not yet opened for business. A group of middle-aged and elderly men with lean figures greeted each other with clasped fists. Li Wuyang, the head of the main Jiwu Martial Arts School, and his third disciple, Lin Shaozhe, who was now the head of the Causeway Bay branch of the Jiwu Martial Arts School, kept on receiving guests.

Just then, Xia Yu's car also arrived nearby. After getting out, he saw a lively scene and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He said softly, 'Quite a few people have come, all martial artists.'

He has been practicing martial arts for more than a year. Although his kung fu is not very profound, he has seen Li Wuming, Yan Shining, and others practice martial arts for many years, and his eye for it has been trained. At this time, he observed some trends at a glance.

Li Wuming picked up the conversation and explained to Xia Yu, 'Boss, I have met many of these people before. They are all the heads of martial arts schools from all over the place. I have previously trained in Southeast Asia, and almost all of these people have crossed swords with me.'

'But they are here mainly because of my father's face.'

Xia Yu gave a faint smile and nodded with reason, saying, 'Master is a martial arts master, and there are only a handful of them in the whole of Southeast Asia. They still have to give face to him.'

As Xia Yu and Li Wuming said, there were at least dozens of people present who knew Li Chunqiu. Of course, they didn't come just for Li Chunqiu; they came precisely because of the reputation of the Li family father and son.

Li Chunqiu is a martial arts master, which is known throughout the martial arts world. He is one of the few highly respected masters. After Ip Man passed away, the Hong Kong martial arts world recommended Li Chunqiu above all others.

That's fine, but the old man's heroes are good heroes, and both of Li Chunqiu's sons are dragons among men. The eldest son, Li Wuyang, is the head of the Jiwu School. His strength is beyond doubt, and he has already been confirmed as a master-level figure. There are no less than 70 or 80 masters who have privately sparred and lost to him.

As for the younger son Li Wuming, there is no need to mention him. A martial arts enthusiast, he is a nightmare in the Chinese martial arts world. With only a few elderly grandmasters not participating, he has fought his way through Southeast Asia undefeated, and his reputation is even greater than that of his brother Li Wuyang. Although he has been quiet for more than a year after following Xia Yu, his reputation has not diminished.

If these people knew that Li Wuming had broken through the bottleneck and become a grandmaster in his youth, I wonder if they would hang themselves with a piece of noodles.

'Ah Yu, Ah Ming, you're here?'

'Brother Li, congratulations on your opening!'

Although they were family, on the day of the opening, the proper formalities still had to be observed, so Xia Yu bought a large flower basket on the way over.

Many people recognised the calm-looking Li Wuming and looked him over, but could not make anything out.

Some martial arts masters who had opened martial arts schools in Xiangjiang also recognised Xia Yu, but they were shocked and did not come over rashly.

'Is Master here?'

Xia Yu asked casually, glancing around the hall and not seeing Li Chunqiu except for some guests.

'Father is entertaining some old friends in the inner hall,'

Li Wuyang said with a smile.

Xia Yu's expression changed, and he nodded without saying a word. Naturally, the people who could become Li Chunyu's old friends were people of his level. Although he was interested in meeting them all, he didn't feel rushed and would be able to meet them later.

Therefore, Xia Yu found a seat and watched with interest the 'Lion King Contest' performance by the two 'lions' at the door. There were also many passers-by stopping to watch around.

Although the plaque of the Jimo Martial Arts Academy was still covered with red cloth, anyone with a discerning eye could guess what kind of shop it was. It would be self-deceiving to pretend not to see the Karate Academy directly opposite the Jimo Martial Arts Academy.

Moreover, the martial arts school has been under renovation for so long, and Li Wuyang and his disciples have been here many times. The news simply cannot be blocked, and they have long since known that it is the martial arts school of the martial arts school.

In front of the glass window on the second floor of the karate martial arts school, the owner, Kawashima Taro, looked through the glass at the martial arts school of the martial arts school opposite, which was bustling with people, his face gloomy, and the veins on his temples bulging.

His assistant, Hikaru Orihata, next to him, also had a dark face, his fists clenched, making a 'clicking' sound as his knuckles met.

'Kawashima-kun, the Chinese people across the street are being too aggressive. This is a direct attack on us, they are clearly against us, they are so arrogant, we can't tolerate this!'

Zhe Tian Guang said coldly, his tone full of anger.

Wu Renben had a strong sense of self-esteem and a hot temper. Although Zhe Tian Guang was not very capable, he had a big temper. If Kawashima Taro had not spoken, he would have already led a group of people over there to cause trouble.

Kawashima Taro was also in a terrible mood. He could be considered the second most important person in the entire Xiangjiang Karate Association. He was the vice president and also the owner of the Karate Headquarters.

The Kyokubudo Martial Arts School is directly opposite his Karate Headquarters, and behind it is the face of Karate – the headquarters of the Karate Association. Unfortunately, he got the news that this morning, Ishikawa Takuto, one of the four grandmasters of Karate from the island country, was going to come to Xiangjiang.

Where would his face be if he saw this? At this time, his face was also burning hot, and the more people he saw coming over to congratulate him from across the street, the more annoyed he became.

He even saw many people across the street looking at him with taunting gazes.

'Do they really think we are pushovers? It seems that they haven't taken action for too long and have taken us for softies. Haha, that's great! That's great!'

Kawashima Taro's eyes narrowed as he said this with a murderous gleam in his eyes and clenched teeth.

Orita Hikaru's spirits lifted and he immediately asked, 'Kawashima-kun, just tell me what to do. It looks like they are about to open soon, so we need to make a decision quickly!'

Just as he finished speaking, Orita suddenly thought of something and whispered to Kawashima, 'Oh, yes, Kawashima-kun, is it necessary to inform Chairman Nakamura by phone?'

The Chairman Nakamura Orita was referring to was the number one figure in the Xiangjiang Karate Club. His full name was Nakamura Akito, and he was the president of the Xiangjiang Karate Club. He was also more powerful than Kawashima-kun, and was the number one karate master. He had returned to the island country a few days ago, and was just about to accompany Ishikawa Takuto back to Xiangjiang today.

He said this because he saw that there were too many Chinese martial artists coming from the opposite direction, and he was worried about a conflict. If the Chinese martial artists did not follow the rules and attacked together, they would definitely be unable to withstand it, so it was better to tell Akito Nakamura.

Taro Kawashima glanced at Hikaru Orihata. Although he knew that he was well-intentioned, he still felt uncomfortable. After all, Akito Nakamura was superior to him in terms of position and strength. He snorted, 'There's no need. Besides, they're already on the plane, so there's no way to notify them. We'll just handle this ourselves!'

'Aren't they opening a restaurant? After they unveil the plaque, I'll smash it again!'

'It would be even better if they don't follow the rules, and see how they can still stand!'

'Send someone to keep an eye on them, and let me know as soon as they open! I need to get myself ready!'

After Kawashima Taro had finished speaking, he turned his back to avoid seeing the situation, went back to his room, and began to calm his emotions, preparing himself for the upcoming smashing.

Having lived in Xiangjiang for more than four years, he had long since figured out the situation in the Xiangjiang martial arts world, and naturally knew that Li Wuyang was a master.

Although he had spoken a bit too assertively just now, he took it very seriously. After all, kicking down the door was no child's play, and it was possible to cause someone's death. He must be in the best condition to deal with everything.

'Yes, Kawashima-kun!'

Orita Mitsutaka responded loudly and immediately got to work.

What Li Wu-yang didn't expect was that he was going to cut the ribbon and then kick karate to establish his authority in the martial arts school, and the karate school had the same idea.

It just depends on who has the better technique!