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Chapter 496 Victory or Loss
Wei Qingsong's Qingsong Martial Arts School is also quite famous in this martial arts school street. This man is from a wealthy family. Mr. Wei's family has been in business for generations. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is very wealthy. This Qingsong was acquired in his later years. He has been loved since he was a child. Unfortunately, Wei Qingsong likes boxing and weapons, and is not interested in business.

Although Master Wei was helpless, he could only let it go. He invited some masters who were proficient in martial arts to his home for instruction. Later, Wei Qingsong studied under various martial arts schools. Master Wei used money to pave the way, and no martial arts school owner would ignore the money that was delivered to his door. It can be said that except for the most basic skills, all the skills were taught to Wei Qingsong.

To a certain extent, Wei Qingsong was naturally a well-rounded person. As for why he was not sent to those prestigious sects to learn, it was naturally because although Wei Qingsong himself loved martial arts, his talent was really average. In addition, those big sects had higher standards, and Master Wei's worth was not worthy of their attention.

Moreover, Master Wei was unwilling to let his only son leave his hometown, so it turned out like this, he was neither high nor low.

But there is one thing, although Wei Qingsong's aptitude is average, his comprehension is not low. In addition, the unique conditions created for him by Master Wei really allowed him to grasp some of the tricks and he created his own boxing style called Songhe Hand.

Later, he also made a name for himself in the martial arts street. Although he is not the leader now, he is still a well-known figure in the street. Others open martial arts schools to make money, but he has his own business at home and the martial arts school is purely a personal hobby, so his business strategy is very different from others.

Therefore, he is only half a colleague with others and has no vested interests, so his reputation on the street is very good.

As for his personality, perhaps due to his wealthy family environment, although he is now forty years old, he is still somewhat naive, or he still retains a childlike heart.

If we talk about the best martial arts, he is not ranked first, but if we talk about his eagerness to help others and chivalrous heart, everyone knows that he should be number one!

So Zhao Hu was not very surprised by his move, and he had also thought of a countermeasure. He first used words to force him to use only the Kaishan Fist, which was equivalent to crippling his arm.
A cold light flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and then he pounced on Wei Qingsong like a tiger.

His pair of fleshy paws made a whistling sound, just like a ferocious tiger, which was extremely frightening.

The Ya man Zhang Hui also spoke up, "Master Zhao's Five Tiger Soul-Severing Fist is a family martial art, said to have evolved from the Western Extreme White Tiger Kung Fu. Its moves are ferocious and vicious, and its power is astonishing."

Li Ming took a quick look, smiled, shook his head and said, "What kind of martial arts is the Western White Tiger Kung Fu? He's trying to scam me?"

"Master, what is "pengci" (a scam)?" Yang An asked.

Li Ming was speechless for a moment before he said, "Don't ask so many questions, kid. You just need to know that he's probably flattering himself. The Western Extreme White Tiger Art is a magic sect's special inverse of the Xuantian Dao Sect's Four Symbols Art. Although it's been spread far and wide to undermine the Xuantian Dao Sect's foundation, it's not something a small martial arts school like his can handle. Moreover, if he really did get some of the true meaning, he'd probably have to hide it and not dare to show it to the public, lest he be labeled a demonic spy by the Xuantian Dao Sect's masters. Then, wiping out your entire family would be a piece of cake."

There seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in Li Ming's voice. This was nothing, but the Xuantian Dao Sect and the Extraterritorial Demon Sect he mentioned were both top-notch forces in the world. They were simply legendary names, but in Li Ming's words, they seemed a bit unbearable, which made Zhang Hui take a second look.

Then Zhang Hui whispered, "It's okay for you to say a few more words to me, but it would be bad if it gets out. Be careful, there are ears."

Li Ming chuckled noncommittally, then returned his gaze to the stage. Zhao Hu's moves were fiercer and more powerful than the last, unleashing the might of his ancestral Five Tiger Soul-Severing Fist. Judging by the scene at hand, it looked as if he had Wei Qingsong firmly suppressed. The disciples behind Zhao Hu naturally cheered and applauded.

But Li Ming was such a powerful figure that his eyesight was naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. At the moment, Zhao Hu was naturally majestic, but Wei Qingsong was steady and cautious, with a long-lasting energy channel and his fists were as steady and immovable as Mount Tai. Every attack of Zhao Hu was resolved by him.

If the moves weren't a bit awkward, I'm afraid the clarion call for a counterattack would have been sounded.

Li Ming watched the two men fighting and estimated in his heart that although their physical orifices were not perfect, they had naturally cultivated a kind of essence through years of martial arts practice. This was a breath of true energy cultivated purely through external kung fu. At most, the two of them could be considered half-early-stage acquired martial artists.

The fight looked fancy and dangerous, but if it was brought to Guangde Temple, any monk, who was not a recent practitioner, could easily defeat the two of them.

Li Ming had a clear understanding of the level of these ordinary martial arts school owners, so he whispered to Yang An, pointing and admonishing him from time to time. Yang An nodded from time to time, and sometimes even gestured a few times.

This was naturally a bit strange, but everyone else's attention was on the ring, so no one paid attention. Only Zhang Hui noticed it, but he could only say that it was just one of the many strange things about this master and disciple pair. It was nothing surprising, so he didn't take it to heart.

"Let's see. If nothing unexpected happens, the winner will be decided within three moves." Li Ming said calmly.

Zhang Hui looked at Li Ming again. Anyone who saw the current situation would think that Zhao Hu had the upper hand. However, although he had the upper hand, it was still a long way to go to determine the winner, especially within three moves!
Only Old Man Ding had a serious look on his face, looking at the ring very nervously. As an old boxer who had practiced Kaishan Fist for decades, he was naturally very familiar with this set of boxing techniques. At this moment, Wei Qingsong was full of momentum and ready to go, which was a sign that Kaishan Fist's killer move was about to appear. However, Kaishan Fist's killer move had a weakness.

Just as the thought came to this, the situation on the field suddenly took a turn for the worse!

Zhao Hu suddenly paused his moves, his body stopped abruptly, and then a strange smile appeared on his face. The next moment.

The two figures suddenly collided with each other and then suddenly separated. When the dust settled, Master Wei Qingsong fell to the ground vomiting blood, while Zhao Hu stood with his hands clasped, looking very proud. It was obvious that the winner had been decided.

This happened suddenly, and both of them accelerated instantly. Everyone in the field had poor eyesight and could not see what was going on. Only Old Man Ding seemed to understand. At this moment, he just stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Hu and said, "You...you..."

Zhao Hu laughed and said, "What do you mean by 'I'? Wei Qingsong lost. Old Ding, what else do you have to say?"

PS: Sorry for being late, I should have posted it together tomorrow evening.

(End of this chapter)