Chapter 6

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Seeing the two people focus their energy, the air seemed to freeze. Luo Tai couldn't help but feel nervous, partly because he knew nothing about martial arts, and partly because he couldn't estimate the difference between Street Fighter and Fist of Fury.

If Chun-Li couldn't match He Ting'en, then how insane must the Level 9 Free Fighting from the lottery system be? Because that's Chen Zhen's level, and Chen Zhen can defeat Fujita, who can KO He Ting'en with one punch.

If Chun-Li loses and I draw Level 9 Free Fighting, wouldn't I be able to easily beat several Chun-Lis? And this skill has no time limit; it's permanently learned. If I go back to the city...

Oh my God. Sun Fat usually takes advantage of his weight to "bully" me. If I go back, I could knock him out with one punch and make him call me dad...

While Luo Tai was lost in thought, Chun-Li suddenly took three steps and appeared in front of He Ting'en, delivering a straight punch to his chest. He Ting'en didn't dodge, raising his fist to meet it!

Bang~~ The two fists met with a crisp sound.

Thud, thud, thud, thud... He Ting'en was pushed back five or six steps. He was secretly surprised, thinking, What a hard punch. But before he could fully recover, Chun-Li flew over like a whirlwind.

Swish, swish, swish... Chun-Li's round and solid thighs attacked He Ting'en from the upper, middle, and lower sections. Her kicks were so fast that all one could see was a blur of white.

Slap, slap, slap, He Ting'en immediately blocked. In theory, the Huo Family's Mysterious Fist is a top-level boxing style, both offensive and defensive. But due to Chun-Li's speed, He Ting'en was struggling to keep up. After blocking three kicks, he hadn't even had time to counterattack when he felt a gust of wind from below. It turned out that after three kicks, Chun-Li had spun around and delivered a sweeping kick.

He Ting'en leaped to avoid it. But Chun-Li suddenly followed his body and delivered a flying kick in an incredible pose, landing directly on his abdomen.

With a thud, He Ting'en fell to the ground.

Before he could get up, he felt an even stronger gust of wind coming.

Sss~~~

The wind stopped three centimeters from his face. Even a fool could see that Chun-Li had held back. Otherwise, this kick would have hit He Ting'en's face. With Chun-Li's strength to shatter stones, He Ting'en would likely have been brain-damaged or worse!

Chun-Li retracted her leg, stood still, and said to He Ting'en, "You've been gracious."

He Ting'en awkwardly got up from the ground, no longer as confident as before. He replied, "Mrs. Luo has truly opened my eyes. Ting'en's skills are not refined enough, and I am ashamed."

Chun-Li didn't respond, silently walking to Luo Tai's side and standing quietly.

Everyone in the martial arts school was speechless, the air filled only with their breathing. Luo Tai's eyes were also blank for a long time. He thought to himself, Oh my God. Even I, a layman, can see the huge gap between them. Is He Ting'en really that weak?

He slowly turned to Chun-Li and said, "Chun-Li... um... are you okay?"

Chun-Li glanced around, then leaned close to Luo Tai's ear and whispered, "Brother Tai, Chun-Li only used three-tenths of her strength. Chun-Li listened to you and stopped at the right moment. Otherwise, I would have KO'd him."

Luo Tai swallowed, took a breath, and thought, Truly worthy of being from 'Street Fighter,' an absolute fighting race!!

He Ting'en's face was not pleasant, as he had lost face in front of his disciples. He glanced at Luo Tai and Chun-Li, then returned to the hall with his disciples.

Seeing He Ting'en's embarrassment, Luo Tai didn't want to discuss martial arts with him at this moment. The best thing to do was to leave for a while to ease the tension.

So, Luo Tai came to the hall and changed the topic, saying to He Ting'en, "Master He, I need to go out with Chun-Li to take care of some business. I'll leave the Jing Wu Hall for now."

"Oh, okay, go ahead, go ahead," He Ting'en clearly hadn't recovered from the match. He was pondering what boxing style Mrs. Luo had used. Such a fierce and dominant martial art, how had he never heard of it?

Hearing Luo Tai's words, he vaguely agreed.

Luo Tai then left the Jing Wu Hall with Chun-Li. As soon as they were outside, Chun-Li asked, "Brother Tai, where are we going?"

Luo Tai shrugged and smiled, "Actually, I don't have any plans, but didn't you see how Master He lost face today? So, I thought I'd let him cool off, uh... reflect. Oh, right, Chun-Li, you're amazing. Why should I learn from him? I can just learn from you."

Chun-Li smiled sweetly and said, "Chun-Li will do her best to teach Brother Tai. It's my mission."

"Let's not talk about missions. It sounds too serious. I should say, I don't know any martial arts at all, so don't laugh at me," Luo Tai said.

"How could I? When do we start?" Chun-Li asked.

Luo Tai looked around, thought for a moment, and said, "Words are less effective than action. Let's start now. We'll go to the cemetery from yesterday; there's no one there."

"Understood," Chun-Li replied.

"Chun-Li, don't use such formal language with me. We're friends, we're... we're... nominal husband and wife. Where do wives say 'understood' to their husbands? In my world, it's the husband who should obey the wife," Luo Tai explained.

Chun-Li might not have fully understood Luo Tai's meaning. She thought for a long time.

Seeing Chun-Li's expression, Luo Tai smiled and said, "Don't think about it. Let's go."

The two walked to the open space from yesterday. The match between He Ting'en and Chun-Li had greatly stimulated Luo Tai. These things that he had only seen in movies, mostly relying on special effects, were now vividly in front of him, completely changing his view of martial arts.

He suddenly felt it was an art!

Especially that flying kick Chun-Li had just done. He couldn't even see how she completed it, only describing it as bizarre. So, as soon as they reached the open space, Luo Tai eagerly said, "Chun-Li, let's not talk about other things. Can you tell me how you did that just now?"

"Which one?" Chun-Li asked.

"That one. Um... you crouched down, then... um... flipped and kicked, knocking He down. It was so powerful. Show me how you did it," Luo Tai said, demonstrating with his hands.

"Ha ha." Seeing Luo Tai's clumsy and ungraceful movements, Chun-Li couldn't help but laugh.

Luo Tai scratched his head and said, "I told you, Chun-Li, I don't know any martial arts. Don't laugh at me. I just really like that move."

Chun-Li's smile faded, and she said seriously, "Brother Tai, Chun-Li isn't laughing at you. I think you might have misunderstood martial arts before."

Luo Tai frowned and said, "Chun-Li, as a layman, I can't really understand martial arts. I always thought that Chinese martial arts were mostly for show, looking good but not necessarily practical."

Chun-Li nodded and said, "Actually, it's not just you. Many martial artists focus too much on styles and schools. I see Master He is like this too. True masters never care which style is better because no matter how beautiful a move is, if it doesn't hit the target, it's useless."

Luo Tai was silent, listening quietly to Chun-Li's explanation...

Chun-Li continued, "If you ask a master to perform a set of Changquan, it might not look as good as a regular martial artist, but in a real fight, he can use it to its fullest. In other words, a master can easily defeat a regular martial artist using the most common style, even one improvised on the spot."

Luo Tai nodded and said, "Chun-Li, you mean that styles don't have a hierarchy; the hierarchy is in who uses them?"

"Brother Tai is smart," Chun-Li smiled. "Actually, there's another point. Many seemingly impossible moves are improvised. They might be forgotten after use, but they can reappear in another fight. This is a talent in martial arts that can only be understood, not explained."

Luo Tai sighed and said, "I understand what you mean. That kick you gave He just now was a state of mind. If you don't reach that state, you'll always be thinking about what style or move to use. He doesn't understand that moves are dead, but people are alive."

"Wow, Brother Tai, I think you have a talent for martial arts," Chun-Li exclaimed.

"Hardly," Luo Tai shook his head. "I can only talk the talk. If it comes to a real fight, He could knock me out with one punch... By the way, Chun-Li, I have a practical question. How long would it take for someone like me, who knows nothing about martial arts, to be able to beat He... um... if I start training hard with you from now on?"

Chun-Li's big eyes blinked a few times, and she said, "That's hard to say. Martial arts are usually learned from a young age..."

Seeing Chun-Li's hesitation, Luo Tai said, "To be more direct, can I beat He in half a year if I start training now?"

Chun-Li shook her head without hesitation and said, "Master He may not fully understand the essence of martial arts, but from our match, I could see that he is a seasoned practitioner, having trained from a young age and likely under a master. Even regular martial artists wouldn't be his match, let alone someone who knows nothing about martial arts."

"Alright then," Luo Tai said after hearing Chun-Li's explanation. "I'll stop training for now. As you said, it would be a waste of time. I'll focus on the lottery instead."

Chun-Li didn't mind and just stood quietly by Luo Tai's side. Luo Tai, on the other hand, was thinking about how to earn more merit. He turned his thoughts to the plot of movies...

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