Chapter 38

"Xiaoming is the senior disciple of the Broken Waterfall School, a master of karate!" Seeing the fight, Liu Yunshi was not only unafraid but also very excited, playfully patting Chen Dasheng's chest.

"Karate?" Chen Dasheng was taken aback, sizing up Hu Bing from head to toe, and couldn't help but laugh. "Is your karate something that requires castration to practice? How come you look a bit like a sissy?"

Grass, ridicule, it was outright ridicule!

Hu Bing's face, which had been powdered, immediately turned the color of a pig liver. With Chen Dasheng speaking like this, if he didn't react, he would really be considered a sissy.

"It seems I have to show you the power of the world's strongest martial art, karate!" Hu Bing gritted his teeth.

Hearing this, Chen Dasheng couldn't help but chuckle, his expression cold. "You say karate is the world's strongest martial art, but what about Chinese martial arts?"

"Chinese martial arts? You mean those fancy moves that look good?" Hu Bing couldn't help but laugh out loud. "You can consider them a fitness routine, but don't call them a martial art, because that's an insult to martial arts!"

"Ha, if you were born a few decades earlier, you'd definitely be a traitor!" Chen Dasheng couldn't help but laugh. "I don't know what the world's strongest martial art is, but it's definitely not Japanese karate."

"Hmph!"

Hu Bing coldly snorted, tearing off his suit with a rip, loosening his tie, and immediately getting into a fighting stance. "Is that so? I'd like to see what you've got. If you dare to talk like that, you must be pretty good, right?"

"Manager Hu!" Shen Tao, seeing the situation getting out of hand, rushed over to try to stop the fight. A good meal was about to end in a fight.

"Get lost!"

Hu Bing waved his hand, pushing Shen Tao back to his seat, where he clutched his chest and coughed uncontrollably. Hu Bing's punch had landed right on his chest, and a karate expert wasn't to be underestimated; it hurt like hell.

"Karate expert of the Broken Waterfall School, Hu Bing, please show me your skills!" Hu Bing, without even glancing at Shen Tao, turned and bowed formally to Chen Dasheng, issuing a challenge.

This guy had dared to insult the karate he had admired since childhood, which was an insult to his faith. He had to teach this guy a lesson, to show him what it meant to be narrow-minded and arrogant.

"Go, beat this little Japanese!" Liu Yunshi completely ignored Lin Yu and the others' winks and nods, instead encouraging Chen Dasheng.

Many diners around them were watching the spectacle, and those nearby quickly moved away. The restaurant owner, a Japanese man, had just noticed the conflict and was about to call security, but upon hearing Hu Bing claim to be an expert of the Broken Waterfall School, he was filled with admiration and wanted to see Hu Bing use karate to beat Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng looked at Liu Yunshi helplessly. If he didn't accept the challenge, it would be like admitting that Chinese martial arts were inferior to Japanese karate. This fight was inevitable.

Chen Dasheng then bowed to Hu Bing. "Chen-style Tai Chi, Chen Dasheng!"

"Chen-style Tai Chi?" Liu Yunshi was taken aback, a glint of understanding in her eyes. 'I knew this guy wasn't simple. Chen-style Tai Chi must be his school.'

Everyone's attention was focused on them. A battle between Chinese martial arts and the Broken Waterfall School of karate was about to begin in this restaurant. No one could predict who would be stronger, and they could only look forward to it.

"Ha!"

Hu Bing let out a sharp cry, the piercing sound hurting everyone's eardrums and startling them. He relied on his aura to overwhelm his opponent, using his full strength to deliver a powerful blow, the essence of the Broken Waterfall School's martial arts.

At that moment, Hu Bing no longer looked like a sissy. His muscles were taut, all focused on his right fist. He took a step forward, striking first, and aimed a punch directly at Chen Dasheng's face.

Ward Off the Sparrow's Tail!

Seeing Hu Bing's fierce punch coming, Chen Dasheng stood in a horse stance, lightly extending his hands to grab Hu Bing's wrist. With a circular motion, he deftly redirected the force of the punch.

"Bang!"

Chen Dasheng released his grip, and Hu Bing shot out like a cannonball, crashing into a table ten meters away. The table was sturdy and didn't break, but the plates and dishes on it shattered.

"Ah?"

A chorus of gasps.

What was this? An instant kill?

Everyone was stunned. Hu Bing's fierce punch, which had frightened everyone, was so easily deflected, not even touching a corner of Chen Dasheng's clothes, and Hu Bing was thrown away.

"Is this what you call the world's strongest martial art? Not much, is it?" Chen Dasheng's lips curled into a mocking smile as he looked at Hu Bing lying on the ground.

That punch, with its force and speed, had indeed far exceeded the norm, but in Chen Dasheng's eyes, it was like a chicken. Even without using Tai Chi, his sheer strength could have easily defeated Hu Bing.

Hu Bing rolled on the ground, clearly in pain from Chen Dasheng's move. After a while, he stood up, his eyes filled with anger, shock, and disbelief.

"Ha!"

Hu Bing let out another cry, gathering his strength and charging at Chen Dasheng again. This time, he used his foot, leaping up to deliver a side kick to Chen Dasheng's head.

This kick used all his strength. At his peak, he had once kicked with a force of 800 pounds. He believed that if this kick landed on Chen Dasheng, Chen Dasheng would either die or be crippled.

"Almost there, almost there!"

Seeing his foot getting closer to Chen Dasheng's face, Hu Bing's face twisted into a sneer. But at that moment, he noticed Chen Dasheng's lips curling into a slight smile.

Was that a mocking smile? Just as the thought crossed Hu Bing's mind, he was horrified to find that Chen Dasheng had swiftly grabbed his ankle when it was less than five centimeters from his face. Immediately, he lost control of his body.

Seal and Close!

Chen Dasheng grabbed Hu Bing's clothes and spun him around like a windmill, making several loud thuds before letting go, sending Hu Bing flying again.

Hu Bing tumbled and rolled several times before hitting the ground, and everyone's faces twisted in sympathy for his pain.

Liu Yunshi clapped and cheered. She had known Chen Dasheng was strong, but she didn't realize he was this strong. What karate expert? In Chen Dasheng's hands, he was just a weakling.

"Manager Hu, are you okay?" Shen Tao, seeing Hu Bing fall, quickly ran over, helping him up and asking worriedly. The situation had taken a turn he hadn't expected. He had a deep understanding of Hu Bing's karate, and Hu Bing had once placed third in a Japanese martial arts competition. How could he have been so easily defeated by Chen Dasheng?

"Get lost, I'm telling you, your company's deal is off. I'd rather give it to a dog than you!" Hu Bing, holding his head with one hand, feeling dizzy and angry, pushed Shen Tao away.

Hu Bing's harsh words made Shen Tao's face change, but he held back. His promotion depended on this deal, and he couldn't let it fall through. He pointed at Chen Dasheng, trying to sound tough. "Yunshi, your boyfriend is too violent. Make him apologize to Manager Hu!"

Liu Yunshi rolled her eyes. "Shen Tao, are you kidding? He came to challenge us. Do you want my boyfriend to get beaten up to be considered not violent? I think he didn't hit hard enough."

"You..."

He had intended to make everyone happy today, but it had turned into a disaster. Shen Tao was speechless, his face turning purple. He turned to help Hu Bing, but was pushed away again.

Hu Bing shook his head to clear the dizziness, found Chen Dasheng's position, and, feeling his dignity severely wounded by the crowd's attention, pointed at Chen Dasheng. "You're Chen Dasheng, right? Just wait, I'll make you pay for this!"

Chen Dasheng ignored the nearly hysterical Hu Bing, took out his old phone, and called Liu Hao.

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"Brother Sheng, do you need the car again?" Liu Hao's cheerful voice came from the other end.

Chen Dasheng said, "Where are you now? I'm in trouble, come quickly."

"Oh? Who dares to cross Brother Sheng? Do you need backup?" Liu Hao's voice sounded surprised, and Chen Dasheng could detect a hint of excitement.

"No, just you. Ten minutes, I'm at Yamamoto's Restaurant. Be late, and you'll get a beating!"

"Got it, I'm still in Wangfujing, I'll be there soon!"

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Hanging up, Chen Dasheng's lips curled into a mocking smile as he looked at Hu Bing, shrugged, and said, "Who can't talk tough? This fake Japanese guy is really annoying. I don't think we need to wait. Let's settle this today!"

Hu Bing was taken aback, not knowing who Chen Dasheng had called. But looking at the guy's plain clothes, he seemed like a commoner from the slums. Could he have any powerful friends?

Hu Bing then took out his phone and started making a mysterious call, asking for backup. The security guards, having seen the two men's fighting skills, didn't dare to intervene. The restaurant owner, fearing the situation would escalate, quickly called the police.

After Hu Bing finished his call, the restaurant immediately returned to a tense calm, with the two men staring each other down.

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