Chapter 851: Chapter 851: Do you think you are Li Feng?
"Li Feng?"
Xiao Xi’s gaze swiftly scanned the crowd. The group of more than thirty people wasn’t huge, but after a quick look, Xiao Xi realized that Li Feng wasn’t among them.
He didn’t come?
Or maybe...
"Isn’t this Li Feng the one who fought to a draw with Hua Wushuang in the ring?"
Perhaps not many people present knew who Li Feng was before, but after his battle with Hua Wushuang, there’s hardly anyone in the Southeast Martial Arts Circle who doesn’t know his name.
Moreover, that match was one of those rare draws.
"Yeah, that’s him. I checked up on this guy afterwards, and there’s quite a lot of sensational stuff about him online. It’s said he married into a wife’s family and lived off her, reaching the pinnacle of life."
"That was one of the top ten conglomerates in Sea City, the famous Century Group. He managed it for less than half a year before running it into the ground."
"That was a trillion-dollar corporation. Even an idiot sitting in that position could live comfortably for several lifetimes, but this guy was so greedy and ambitious with no real skills. He’s a classic case of a lucky dog who just had a strong body."
"Seeing as he couldn’t make it in the business circle, he’s come running to our National Martial Arts Circle. I bet he’s planning to stir things up here too."
"I’ve heard Li Feng seems to have some relation with the second senior sister of the Xingyi Sect."
"Really?"
"Of course. During the group stage matches, Hua Wushuang got up immediately wanting to single out Li Feng, but just after Li Feng’s match, he didn’t respond."
"Later, something happened between them, and the next day, Li Feng went up to challenge Hua Wushuang directly. That fight immediately made him famous, and it’s said that the Xingyi Sect’s beauty was conflicted under the stage, unsure who to support."
As he spoke, someone’s gaze swept not far away. There weren’t many females in the top thirty-six this time, only a fifth. Huang Shuyao was already tall and had outstanding looks, making it hard not to notice her.
"Tsk, Li Feng’s pretty boy skills are really something. He already seduced Century Group’s lady, and now he’s going after Hua Wushuang’s beloved. He’s quite the homewrecker."
"Hmm, but Huang Shuyao is indeed a rare beauty in our National Martial Arts World. If I could beat Hua Wushuang, I’d want a piece too."
"In your dreams. Even if you could beat Hua Wushuang, you think Huang Shuyao would look at you? Who do you think you are, Li Feng?"
The few voices were loud. Martial artists naturally have sharp ears and eyes, so Hua Wushuang and the others several meters away, naturally heard them too.
Li Bielang cursed under his breath and turned around.
Huang Shuyao grabbed Li Bielang’s hand, "Junior brother, let them talk."
"Senior sister, I can’t just listen to them insult your reputation like this, especially when they are tarnishing the Xingyi Sect’s name."
"I said don’t, so don’t."
Huang Shuyao was determined not to let go. If Li Bielang made a scene, it would only complicate matters.
Hua Wushuang suddenly turned around and spoke to the person in front of him, "Can you move aside, please?"
The person blocking Hua Wushuang hurriedly moved aside, looking at those unruly guys with schadenfreude.
These guys were quite bold, daring to speak like that under Hua Wushuang’s nose, and at such a loud volume—it was sheer provocation.
"Senior brother."
Huang Shuyao hadn’t expected to hold back Li Bielang only for her ever peaceful, low-key senior brother Hua Wushuang to walk over himself.
"Hua Wushuang, what do you want to do?"
The young men dishing out gossip about Huang Shuyao hadn’t expected Hua Wushuang to step forward. They thought Hua Wushuang was always indifferent to the world, having reached a state of pure refinement.
Hua Wushuang walked silently to the group, making the young men a bit nervous. After all, his reputation preceded him.
"You can gossip about me all you want, but to speak badly about my junior sister—I won’t tolerate it."
With that, Hua Wushuang raised his hand and slapped the man.
The guy who figured it should be a simple matter raised his arm to block.
Smack.
Hua Wushuang’s other hand struck instantly, landing on the other side of the guy’s face.
"Hua Wushuang, how dare you slap me."
The man gritted his teeth, glaring at Hua Wushuang—all in full view of everyone.
"When you can’t even stop me from hitting you, how dare you talk about others? Calling you trash is an understatement."
Hua Wushuang slapped him continuously until the guy was completely stumped.
"Hiss."
The onlookers around watched Hua Wushuang and gasped one by one.
"Tsk, Jingtiao Martial Arts Academy’s Zhang Tao really hit a hard place. He doesn’t have a bit of strength to retaliate against Hua Wushuang."
At this point, even those who had slightly underestimated Hua Wushuang took deep breaths.
Your uncle is still your uncle.
Hua Wushuang’s unbeaten under-the-Grandmaster reputation had taken a hit due to the match with Li Feng, leading many to only have hearsay about his prowess, never seeing it firsthand.
Zhang Tao, although foul-mouthed, wasn’t weak. He was a top figure in the Jingtiao Martial Arts Academy, situated in Group C’s mid-upper tier, with prospects of reaching the top ten.
But.
This guy got slapped silly by Hua Wushuang with no power to counter it.
Hua Wushuang was indeed formidable.
Smack.
Hua Wushuang slapped him hard enough to make him stumble, and as the man looked up, he saw Hua Jiufeng and spoke out, "Mr. Hua, you’re a committee member of the tournament, and your son publicly shames and slaps me—shouldn’t you provide an explanation?"
"What explanation do you want?"
Hua Jiufeng looked at Zhang Tao, who shouted.
"Disqualify him."
Zhang Tao yelled, "According to the Martial Arts Tournament rules, no one is allowed to fight privately, or they’ll be disqualified. Am I wrong?"
"Mr. Hua, you wouldn’t break the rules to save Hu Wushuang, would you?"
"This bastard."
This was Huang Shuyao’s fear. People fear fame like pigs fear fattening, and her senior brother’s reputation, though prestigious, this seemed like another case of seeking a lawsuit.
What could gain more notoriety than stepping on Hua Wushuang?
The crowd buzzed at Zhang Tao’s words actually forcing Hua Jiufeng to consider eliminating Hua Wushuang’s participation rights.
No one took a stand, eyes all turning to Hua Jiufeng.
"Ha."
"Rules?"
"Seems the Martial Arts Tournament hasn’t started yet, which makes you trespassers in my Guard’s base. So your rules don’t count; mine do."
"Now, run ten laps around the airfield. Don’t finish, no stopping."
"By what authority do you interfere in our matters? It has nothing to do with you."
Zhang Tao still defiantly glared.
"That so-called Xingyi Sect flower you mentioned is my daughter. Do you think it’s unrelated, spreading rumors about my daughter in front of her father?"
"You’ve got some nerve!"