Chapter 52

Wang Zhong took a trip through a series of punches and kicks until he felt a warm sensation all over his body, then he stopped.

Rulan handed him a towel and warm water as usual.

"Where's today's newspaper?"

Wang Zhong asked somewhat puzzled.

"There wasn't one in the mailbox. I guess the delivery person was delayed!"

Rulan's explanation was reasonable, and her expression looked calm, but Wang Zhong keenly sensed something was off.

Unable to figure it out, Wang Zhong simply stopped thinking about it.

With Wang Zhong's return to Hong Kong, his Feng Shui and Destiny Analysis Studio also resumed normal operations.

"Boss, here are the recent appointments!"

The receptionist, Mary, handed Wang Zhong a thick file containing information on clients who had recently booked Feng Shui consultations.

"So many!"

Although Wang Zhong had been prepared, he was still taken aback by the densely packed pages, which listed at least a hundred clients.

"Boss, you're really popular now!"

Mary said with a hint of admiration.

"Can I have your autograph?"

"Go away, or I'll dock your pay!"

Teased by Mary, Wang Zhong felt somewhat helpless and could only threaten her with a pay cut.

"Don't, boss!"

Mary playfully pleaded.

...

Wang Zhong carefully reviewed the client appointment information, marking the key clients in red and organizing a visit plan in his notebook for the most efficient schedule.

"I won't dock your pay, I was just joking!"

Wang Zhong looked up and found Mary still there, and he said with a mix of amusement and exasperation.

"Boss, are you going to accept the challenge?"

Mary asked curiously.

"Challenge? What challenge?"

Wang Zhong looked at Mary, somewhat confused.

"The challenge from Korean Grandmaster Choi Jung-tae! Most Hong Kong newspapers have reprinted the challenge letter!"

Mary looked at Wang Zhong, somewhat surprised.

"Boss, you didn't read today's newspaper?"

"No, bring me today's newspaper!"

Wang Zhong said, somewhat curious.

...

Rulan looked at the newspaper on Wang Zhong's desk with a mix of fear and shock. The front page headline read "Life and Death Challenge."

"Did you hide today's newspaper?"

Wang Zhong's tone was a question, but his expression was full of certainty.

"Even though I don't understand martial arts, I know this fight will be very dangerous!"

Rulan's eyes were filled with pleading.

"Please, don't go!"

Wang Zhong looked at Rulan's pleading eyes, feeling guilty, reluctant, and apologetic.

"I wish I could, but I can't!"

Wang Zhong fell silent for a moment, the tenderness in his eyes gradually fading, leaving only determination.

"Why can't you? For fame and fortune?"

Rulan's voice was almost hysterical.

"I don't care, I don't care. We can go somewhere no one knows us. We can start over!"

"Not for fame and fortune, but for responsibility!"

Wang Zhong gently wiped away the tears on Rulan's face.

"The responsibility of a martial artist. And the responsibility of a Chinese person! Chinese martial arts have finally shown some promise, and I can't let it be ruined because of me!"

"Don't go!"

Rulan bit her lip so hard that a thin line of blood trickled down the corner of her mouth.

"Martial artists are the backbone of Hong Kong. This backbone can break, but it must never bend!"

"Sorry, I hope you can bless me!"

Wang Zhong lightly kissed Rulan's forehead, stood up, and resolutely left.

Mary looked at Rulan, who was lying on the ground, her eyes vacant, with a sense of guilt.

...

"You came!"

Kung Yutian lay in a rocking chair with his eyes closed.

"You were so sure I would come?"

Wang Zhong asked curiously.

"Of course!"

Kung Yutian said with certainty.

"Why?"

Wang Zhong's voice was full of curiosity.

"Because you are a true martial artist!"

Kung Yutian slowly opened his eyes, which were unusually bright, as if they had the power to pierce through one's soul.

"A true martial artist would rather break than bend!"

"You've broken through?"

Kung Yutian's usually calm eyes showed a rare glint of surprise.

"I've broken through!"

Wang Zhong nodded firmly.

"Great! Excellent!"

Kung Yutian's face was filled with excitement.

"You can all come out now, there's no need to hide!"

Kung Yutian called out to the surroundings.

To Wang Zhong's surprise, Ma San, Yang Dehou, Chen Ting'en, Sun Zhengyi, and other prominent figures in the Hong Kong martial arts community emerged from the shadows of the house and yard.

"If you hadn't broken through to the Grandmaster level, I would have restrained you and sent you out of Hong Kong. Because you are the hope of the younger generation in Hong Kong!"

Kung Yutian nodded to the other martial artists and then explained to Wang Zhong.

"The path of a martial artist is like rowing against the current! Sending you out of Hong Kong would be making you a deserter!"

Wang Zhong felt a bit moved but still argued.

"A martial artist without belief is a walking corpse, never reaching the peak!"

"Better a deserter than dead! Fortunately, you've become a Grandmaster!"

Kung Yutian looked at Wang Zhong with a face full of relief.

"Grandmaster!"

Ma San and the others looked at Wang Zhong in shock. The difference between a peak Dark Force expert and a Grandmaster was like the difference between heaven and earth!

Ten peak Dark Force experts might not even be able to defeat a single Grandmaster!

Grandmasters are the pinnacle of the martial arts world!

If Wang Zhong survives, he will surely become the future leader of the Chinese Martial Arts Association!

Everyone's gaze towards Wang Zhong subtly changed.

"How confident are you in facing Choi Jung-tae?"

Kung Yutian looked at Wang Zhong seriously.

"Not very confident."

Wang Zhong thought for a moment and answered seriously.

"That's why I came to you!"

"What do you need from me?"

Kung Yutian's eyes were also serious.

"All the information on Choi Jung-tae, and Grandmaster-level combat training!"

Wang Zhong looked at Kung Yutian and said.

"Choi Jung-tae won't expect you to have broken through to the Grandmaster level. With the element of surprise, his guard will be down, adding one more point to your five chances of winning. I will teach you all the techniques of the Kung family's thirty-six moves, giving you a seven-point chance of winning!"

Kung Yutian said confidently.

"Keep the news of Wang Zhong breaking through to the Grandmaster level a secret. Anyone who leaks it will not be spared!"

Kung Yutian's eyes flashed with a terrifying ferocity, and the heavy, violent aura made everyone feel suffocated.

"Yes!"

Ma San and the others, overwhelmed by the aura, looked at Kung Yutian with fear. Was this Kung Yutian's full strength?

This was the power of a Grandmaster!

The next day, the Ming Pao published Wang Zhong's acceptance of the challenge!

Nine days later, at the Kowloon Stadium, the life-and-death match, no holds barred!

"Master, Wang Zhong has accepted the challenge!"

Kim Dae-cheng rushed into the quiet room with the Ming Pao in hand.

"Nine days later, at the Kowloon Stadium, no holds barred!"

"Are you trying to anger me? Very well!"

Choi Jung-tae's eyes narrowed when he saw the words "Kowloon Stadium." Choi Jung-yuan was killed by Wang Zhong at the Kowloon Stadium!

The Kowloon Stadium had become a taboo for the Choi family!

"You've achieved your goal. I will shatter every bone in your body!"

Kim Dae-cheng was pushed back a few steps by the violent aura and looked at Choi Jung-tae with fear.

In his eyes, Choi Jung-tae was like a raging sea, and anyone who dared to challenge him would be mercilessly swallowed and crushed!

He was too powerful!

The aura alone was enough to make him lose the courage to resist!

"Wang Zhong, you're dead! How can a peak Dark Force expert understand the terror of a Grandmaster?"

Kim Dae-cheng thought to himself.

"Then let's fight!"

Wang Zhong looked into the distance. Then let's fight!

Only one person will leave the Kowloon Stadium alive!

A young Grandmaster, one is enough!

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