Chapter 45

Land God and Wang Bohua did not immediately make a move. They could tell that Ding Ning was not an ordinary person, but they were not worried.

They were both experts, and in this situation, what they needed to do was observe, to observe Ding Ning's martial arts techniques and find the best way to counter them.

However, after watching for a while, they found that this little fatty had not only a skill in hidden weapons but also a mastery of Tai Chi.

Compared to Tai Chi, the unpredictable hidden weapons were more intimidating. This kid could actually use coins as hidden weapons, and they had tremendous power.

They knew what Ajie was capable of. He was a top-notch fighter in the Hong Kong triad, excelling in close combat, especially in boxing and kicking. He could handle over a dozen men, yet he was defeated by a five-cent coin.

Land God glanced at Wang Bohua, "Brother Wang, your disciple isn't as good as you thought."

"Hmph! Useless thing, I've made a fool of myself in front of Land God."

"No problem, it's good for young people to face some setbacks. What about this little fatty?"

Wang Bohua looked at Land God with a slight smile, "You first?"

"Brother Wang is a guest, you should go first."

"Alright, I'll warm up a bit."

"Remember the rules."

"Understood, no guns here. This little fatty has some tricks, but he's far from my level. He's not worthy."

Wang Bohua stood up and walked towards Ding Ning with large strides, his voice cold, "Little fatty, surrender now and you'll suffer less."

As Wang Bohua approached, his blue robe fluttered, and an invisible pressure enveloped Ding Ning.

"This guy is a real expert."

Ding Ning instantly made a judgment. Ajie was also skilled, but his techniques were just about speed and strength. Wang Bohua was different. This man had definitely practiced internal martial arts, or qigong.

Martial artists focus on cultivating internal energy and external physical strength. Ding Ning didn't know how high this man's internal energy was, but he could definitely feel the aura, as his master also had this kind of presence.

When his master practiced qigong during his free time, he would sit in meditation. This man's aura was far inferior to his master's, but he definitely had some skills.

Facing an expert in internal martial arts for the first time, Ding Ning was fully alert.

As Wang Bohua approached, Ding Ning felt the pressure as if it were tangible, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

The elemental energy of heaven and earth quietly spread out, circulating around his body, and the pressure instantly disappeared.

Feeling relaxed again, Ding Ning flashed his usual mischievous grin, "Old Mr. Wang, you walk so slowly. This kind of fighting isn't suitable for you. I advise you to go back where you came from, so you don't die in a foreign land without anyone to bury you."

Although the words were harsh, Wang Bohua didn't care. What he cared about was that he had clearly released his internal energy, but this kid seemed unaffected.

He was confident in his judgment. Ding Ning definitely didn't know internal martial arts, so how could he resist his aura?

However, this wasn't the time to investigate. Ajie was injured, and Land God was watching. Wang Bohua had to take down Ding Ning.

He leaped forward, his fingers like hooks, aiming straight for Ding Ning's chest!

During the gambling, Ding Ning had noticed that Wang Bohua's nails were a bit long, though not dirty, they were dark and gave an unclean feeling. At that time, Ding Ning thought the old man was a bit unhygienic, but now he realized that the man practiced Eagle Claw Kung Fu.

Seeing Wang Bohua attack, Ding Ning raised his hand and shot out five or six coins, including two five-cent coins.

Wang Bohua's hands moved swiftly, and with a series of clinks, he deflected all the coins!

The one-cent coins were no threat, but the five-cent coins were a bit more challenging, though not too difficult.

After deflecting several of Ding Ning's coins, the two men closed in. Ding Ning didn't panic, stepping back and using Tai Chi to guide Wang Bohua's wrist, trying to throw him back as he did with Ajie.

But Wang Bohua was not Ajie. Just as Ding Ning thought he had succeeded, Wang Bohua's Eagle Claw flipped and grabbed his wrist in mid-air!

Although he threw Wang Bohua away, Ding Ning's wrist was left with five bloody gashes, the skin and flesh torn, looking quite severe.

Wang Bohua landed steadily, then sneered, "Kid, you're tough-skinned. Otherwise, that would have crippled your hand."

Ding Ning was also secretly relieved. Thanks to his fat, if he were thinner, that would have injured his bones.

Ignoring the wound on his wrist, Ding Ning picked up a few more coins.

Wang Bohua laughed, "Fatso, I didn't care about your coins before. Now that your wrist is injured, you still want to play this trick? You're just asking for it!"

"Then let's see!"

Ding Ning raised his hand, and five or six coins shot out again.

He used his body to channel the elemental energy of heaven and earth to propel the coins, not relying entirely on his physical strength, so the injury to his wrist didn't affect him much. This time, only one of the coins was a five-cent coin, the rest were one-yuan coins.

The one-yuan and ten-cent coins were both silver, while the five-cent coins were gold.

When Wang Bohua deflected the coins earlier, Ding Ning noticed that the gold coins were harder to block. Now, seeing one gold coin among four or five silver coins, he sneered, thinking Ding Ning was trying to trick him again.

He reached out with one hand and grabbed the five-cent coin, intending to deflect the rest of the coins with a quick wave of his hand.

This time, he suffered a major setback. The silver coins had ten times the force of the previous ones. Even with careful defense, it was difficult to block them, let alone when he was distracted.

"Thud! Thud! Thud! Crack! Crack!"

Five one-yuan coins made five sounds, three of which hit Wang Bohua's arm and hand, piercing the flesh. Even his well-practiced Eagle Claw Kung Fu couldn't fully defend against them.

The other two coins broke two of his nails!

The pain was intense. His nails, which he had practiced for years, were as hard as steel, capable of breaking wood, but they were shattered by Ding Ning's coins.

Blood flowed from both hands, and Wang Bohua's hands trembled as he screamed in pain!

"Ouch! Fatso, you cheated! It hurts so much!"

"Old man, you wasted five and a half yuan and still didn't die. You're the one who should die!"

After using the coins, if they were stained with blood, Ding Ning wouldn't use them again, as they wouldn't be as effective. So, he used five and a half yuan, which made him a bit sad.

However, no one could understand his situation. Seeing that five and a half yuan didn't take down the old man, Ding Ning was furious and grabbed another four or five coins, shouting, "Old man, I'll make it ten yuan!" as he charged forward.

Wang Bohua's fighting ability decreased after being injured. This wave of four and a half yuan coins dealt a significant blow, and he couldn't withstand Ding Ning anymore.

Yue Ge'er and Jiajia watched with shining eyes. Yue Ge'er clenched her fists tightly, amazed that this little fatty was so powerful, actually defeating that strange old man.

Jiajia was even more shocked. Ding Ning's current strength could rival the instructors in her unit. What did this little fatty do?

Wang Bohua's skills were all in his hands. With his hands injured, he couldn't withstand Ding Ning's Tai Chi. After taking two heavy hits, he couldn't hold back any longer and shouted at Land God, "Land God, I've failed. It's your turn!"

Land God finally stood up slowly, chuckling, "If you felt you couldn't handle it, you should have said so earlier. You old stubborn man, watch me deal with this little fatty."

He picked up a black cane from the corner, and with a flick, it whistled as he walked towards Ding Ning.

Wang Bohua's face showed a hint of relief. With the cane, Land God was at his strongest. In recent years, only one old man with a big sword could match Land God. This little fatty was no match.

Land God intended to end the fight in one strike, but Ding Ning had already observed Land God through the eyes of the God of Wealth. This old man was a formidable expert, even making his master cautious. He couldn't hold back against him, especially with the discomfort in his heart. Ding Ning couldn't fight for long.