Chapter 198: Beat them until they surrender

Geng Ziyu said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense. This is our Huaxia, not a place where you can run wild."

Tulam chuckled, "Since that's the case, let's settle it with our fists. But before the challenge, we need to set the rules. If you lose, you must apologize to my friend."

At this moment, Kanu from below the stage shouted, "Tulam, let me add something: they must kneel and apologize."

He had been in Huaxia for some time and knew that what Huaxia people valued most was kneeling.

Tulam said, "Did you hear that? My boss said you must kneel and apologize."

Geng Ziyu said, "No problem. Whatever rules you set, we'll accept them all, provided that if you lose, you must also kneel and apologize to us Huaxia people."

Tulam shook his head as if he had heard something ridiculous and said, "That's impossible. How could we possibly lose?"

Geng Ziyu said, "Tell me, how many rounds will you play to decide the winner?"

Tulam said, "No need for so much trouble. Today, we're going to beat you Huaxia people until you submit. As long as one of you doesn't submit, the match can continue."

When he fought in underground boxing, he was a very strong competitor, so he naturally didn't take these students in front of him seriously.

Geng Ziyu said with a stern expression, "Alright, then today we'll fight until we submit."

Tulam said, "Alright, my time is precious. Who's first?"

"Curator, leave this guy to me."

As he spoke, another Young man nimbly jumped onto the stage. He was Ma Tiansheng, the vice-curator of the martial arts hall.

Geng Ziyu said, "Alright, be careful."

"Don't worry, Curator. Martial arts isn't about being big."

Although Ma Tiansheng wasn't tall, only about 1.75 meters, and didn't look strong, he had reason to be proud.

He practiced T'ai Chi Ch'uan passed down through his family and had won third place in the national youth T'ai Chi Ch'uan competition. He was also quite skilled in actual combat, which was why he became the vice-curator of the martial arts hall.

He cupped his hands to Tulam and then assumed a T'ai Chi Ch'uan starting posture: "Come on!"

Kanu below the stage burst out laughing, "You Huaxia people are truly comical, actually using an Old Madam and old man's boxing style to compete. This is simply a joke."

"What do you know? This is our Huaxia's T'ai Chi Ch'uan."

As he spoke, Han Shuai walked over and threw an arm around Ye Bufan's shoulder, "Xiao Fan, you're here."

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Originally, he was a bit unsure about today's match, but seeing Ye Bufan reassured him. No matter how formidable the opponent was, he couldn't be a match for his brother.

Kanu shook his head, "T'ai Chi Ch'uan? I think this is just a joke of you Huaxia people. Such a slow boxing style, I'm afraid you couldn't even beat a turtle in a race."

Cao Xiaowan followed, "That's right. For years, T'ai Chi Ch'uan has relied on deception, creating too many jokes."

Ye Bufan said, "That's because you haven't met a true master."

Kanu said, "Are there masters in Huaxia? For so many years, why haven't we seen your true masters win world combat championships?"

Cao Xiaowan said, "Yes, everything depends on strength. What's the use of just talking? If there are masters, why don't they come out and compete? Why don't they win world championships?"

Ye Bufan said calmly, "In the eyes of true masters, all of you are just playing a children's game. Do you think an adult would go and compete with a group of children? Wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

This was a truth he only understood after obtaining his Legacy. If a martial arts grandmaster were to participate in some world combat competition, he would surely be laughed at by his peers. Even if he won, it would be an extremely embarrassing matter.

Kanu said disdainfully, "Boasting Huaxia people, later I will experience your T'ai Chi Ch'uan and see who the child really is."

Han Shuai said, "No need for Xiao Fan to act. I'll beat you until you're looking for your teeth all over the floor."

Since his cultivation had advanced to Yellow Rank, he was now brimming with confidence, feeling that he could definitely take down this old black man in front of him.

However, Geng Ziyu didn't know these things and didn't approve his request to go on stage.

Seeing the two getting more and more heated, Ye Bufan said, "Alright, let's watch this match first."

At this moment, the two on stage had already begun to fight. Ma Tiansheng used T'ai Chi Ch'uan; his movements looked light, agile, and very beautiful.

But Ye Bufan shook his head. Although T'ai Chi Ch'uan was a superior boxing style, in the hands of these people, it couldn't unleash even one percent of its power.

As Huaxia martial arts developed to this day, although T'ai Chi Ch'uan is widely spread, most people have only learned an empty shell and have not learned its inner essence. This is why today's T'ai Chi Ch'uan can only be used for fitness and cannot harm enemies.

Although Ma Tiansheng was a little better than ordinary people, he only brought T'ai Chi Ch'uan closer to a combat technique.

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skill, it was still useless.

As the saying goes, an expert knows at a glance. With just one look, Ye Bufan already knew the outcome of this fight.

Furthermore, although Ma Tiansheng had practiced T'ai Chi Ch'uan for so many years, he had always only practiced and sparred with others. He had absolutely no experience in life-and-death combat.

Tulam, on the other hand, was an underground boxer, and every move was a deadly killer blow. The difference in skill was immediately apparent.

At this moment, he was like a leopard waiting to pounce and devour its prey. Although he had been on the defensive, he was not at a disadvantage.

Ma Tiansheng obviously didn't realize this. He became more and more excited as he fought, and suddenly punched Tulam in the chest.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been sent reeling backward. But Tulam was strong and robust; he only paused slightly backward before raising his hand and grabbing Ma Tiansheng's wrist.

Ma Tiansheng was greatly surprised. Having not much practical experience, he panicked and quickly tried to retract his fist, but it was too late. With a crack, his right arm was completely broken.

"Ah!"

Ma Tiansheng let out a heartbreaking scream, stumbled back seven or eight steps, and fell to the ground with a thud, wailing while clutching his broken arm.

The surrounding students watching were also startled. Although the matches they usually watched were lively, they didn't cause serious injuries. This kind of brutal method was the first time they had seen it.

"What are you doing? It's just a martial arts competition, why are you so vicious?"

"He actually broke someone's arm! Don't you know this is assault?"

For a time, Tulam incurred the public's wrath. The students watching below the stage were clamoring, condemning him one after another.

Kanu chuckled, saying with a face full of disdain, "You Huaxia people are truly ridiculous. In this match, Tulam sparing his life was already showing mercy, and you still have the nerve to accuse him?"

Cao Xiaowan immediately chimed in, "You're right. Huaxia men are really useless. If they don't have the ability themselves, can they blame others? Breaking an arm serves him right. If you're afraid of getting hurt, just bow your head and admit defeat."

Han Shuai glared at her fiercely and angrily said, "What did you say? Are you still a Huaxia person or not?"

It was understandable for Kanu to say that, after all, they were opposing enemies. But Cao Xiaowan looked like a pure Huaxia person, and he didn't understand why she would speak for the other side.

"What's so good about being Huaxia? Soon I won't be," Cao Xiaowan said. "In a few days, I'll be an African princess, someone you can't curry favor with."