Reborn Tycoon: Hong Kong's Entertainment Godfather

Even though Cheng Hui hadn't made any move, he couldn't find the slightest flaw in her! "The boss calls you Uncle Hui, so I'll address you that way too." Wan Qiqianchen, with Chinese blood flowing through his veins, still valued etiquette. "Uncle Hui, my ancestors fought on the battlefield, so the martial arts we've inherited are very powerful and ruthless. Please forgive me if I go too far in a moment."

Yu Chenghui is not an arrogant person. Although it was just a friendly exchange, some unexpected things were bound to happen.

Therefore, he greatly appreciated Wan Qiqianchen's respectful attitude and said with a smile, "Chinese martial arts are profound and extensive. Since we are going to spar, using your full strength is the only way to show respect to your opponent. Kid, don't hold back, just go for it!"

Upon hearing Yu Chenghui's words, Wan Qiqianchen no longer hesitated. This was a clash between Chinese martial arts, not a fight, so he immediately adopted the stance of his ancestral martial arts!

Seeing this, Yu Chenghui narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up. "Good lad, your ancestors were from the Xianbei clan, weren't they? I wonder how much of that offensive skill has been passed down to you!"

Wan Qiqianchen was surprised. He had only assumed a starting stance, yet Yu Chenghui could see his lineage at a glance. This insight alone was enough to prove that the person in front of him was an absolute master!

"Uncle Hui, be careful!" Wan Qiqianchen no longer hesitated, and like a spear, launched an extremely fierce attack on Yu Chenghui!

His speed was so fast that the mercenaries watching all gasped in astonishment!

Only then did they realize that Wan Qiqianchen had been hiding his strength when sparring with them. If he were to unleash his current level, they probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single move!

Robertson was also stunned, stammering, "Boss... is this his true strength?" Gu Yuhan didn't answer, only gave a wry smile, because he didn't know that Wan Qiqianchen actually had hidden strength! If he had known this earlier, why would he have bothered to call Yu Chenghui over from so far away? He could have just let that kid teach those mercenaries a lesson.

But thinking about it again, it would be surprising if Wan Qiqianchen could wipe out a gang all by himself when he was just over 10 years old, if he didn't have extraordinary skills!

"Playing dumb to fool the enemy!" Gu Yuhan summarized. "But this time you're not facing a paper tiger; you're definitely playing dumb!"

Seemingly to verify Gu Yuhan's words, Wan Qiqianchen, who launched the first attack, missed his first move and immediately began to press his advantage! But before he could use his second move, Yu Chenghui's two fingers were already in front of his eyes, only about a centimeter away! He stopped in time, otherwise, in just this one exchange, Wan Qiqianchen would probably have gone blind!

"Kid, your killing intent isn't strong enough! This art of attack is all about crushing the enemy in one fell swoop. This spirit must be built up and not let go. Why does it become so weak in your hands?" Yu Chenghui withdrew his hand and asked with a half-smile.

Wanqi Qianchen couldn't understand Yu Chenghui's words, but when he saw Yu Chenghui take two steps back and wave at him, he understood what she meant and launched another attack!

"Something still feels off! You can't just have killing intent, you're all about killing, where's your aura of attack?" Yu Chenghui casually parried Wan Qiqianchen's attack, his movements not affecting his comments at all!

As Yu Chenghui knocked Wan Qiqianchen back with a single palm strike, he was completely unaffected, his face not even flushed or his breath not out, while Wan Qiqianchen was already drenched in sweat!

"That's about it. It seems that by the time this offensive technique reached you, less than 30% of it was left!" Yu Chenghui said with some regret. "But in this day and age, your skills are sufficient. Unless you encounter a truly exceptional master, they're enough for self-defense!"

The outcome was already clear; continuing would only be a waste of time. However, the mercenaries were unfamiliar with Chinese martial arts. In their eyes, Wan Qiqianchen had been in control the entire time, and although he hadn't injured Yu Chenghui, Wan Qiqianchen was still considered more powerful!

The translator, quick-witted, immediately told Yu Chenghui about it.

Yu Chenghui gave a wry smile. He always had to complete the task Gu Yuhan assigned him. After a moment's thought, he said, "Kid, watch closely. I'll tell you right now what real offensive techniques are like!"

Before Wan Qiqianchen could react, Yu Chenghui had already taken a fighting stance! His movements were no different from Wan Qiqianchen's, but the aura he exuded was completely different from Wan Qiqianchen's!

With a loud shout from Yu Chenghui, he seemed to transform into an indestructible spear, piercing straight into Wanqi Qianchen's heart!

Wanqi Qianchen tried to dodge, but he seemed to be locked in by an invisible aura and could not control his body at all!

At that moment, he felt a terror, as if he were being charged not by a single person, but by a thousand armies! He even imagined himself being trampled into a bloody pulp by countless iron hooves! "Is this the true art of attack? Is this the true martial arts of China!?"

"Uncle Hui, tell me the truth, how many kinds of martial arts do you know?" Gu Yuhan handed Yu Chenghui a bottle of water and asked curiously.

Yu Chenghui waved his hand and said with a smile, "Martial arts, no matter how many variations there are, always follow the same principles. I'm only just beginning to understand it myself."

As for how many languages ​​I know, it's hard to say exactly. I know a little bit about everything I can name.

What is invisible packaging? Just look at Yu Chenghui and you'll know!

He's mastered the art of attack and killing even better than the ancestral techniques of others, and now he actually claims that he's only just begun to understand it and knows a little bit about it. This leaves Wanqi Qianchen speechless and helpless!

"Uncle Hui, this is so silly. That attack technique you just mentioned must be nearly two thousand years old, right? If you can even do that, what else can't you do?" Gu Yuhan didn't know about attack techniques, but he did know that the Xianbei tribe's glorious period was more than a thousand years ago.

Gu Yuhan only knew that Yu Chenghui was known as "the last sword saint of China" and that he had made many contributions to promoting traditional martial arts in the film and television industry.

Little did they know that Yu Chenghui was so powerful that, looking around the world, there were probably very few people who could rival him.

"Ayu, let me tell you the truth, I don't know any offensive techniques at all! To be precise, offensive techniques have been lost for almost two thousand years! So many treasures of China have been lost in the long river of history!" Yu Chenghui said with some emotion.

This puzzled Gu Yuhan. If the offensive technique had been lost, then what had he just used? But the most surprised person was not Gu Yuhan, but Wan Qiqianchen, who was standing next to him with his head hanging low!

"Uncle Hui, what do you mean? Does that mean the offensive techniques I learned and the ones I just used were all fake?" Wan Qiqianchen was somewhat agitated.

Yu Chenghui patted him on the shoulder, reassuring him, "Kid, listen carefully. The true techniques of attack and killing have truly been lost. What's passed down now, including what you've learned, are all creations based on historical records!"

Wan Qiqianchen didn't believe it, but before he could refute it, Yu Chenghui continued, "You don't need to worry. I have also read some rare books that contain records about offensive techniques. In fact, offensive techniques are not about form, but about intention! Because strictly speaking, true offensive techniques are not martial arts, but a kind of momentum used in battle to intimidate the enemy. I think you can understand this, right?"

Wan Qiqianchen immediately recalled the fear he felt just now, as if facing a thousand troops. It turned out that he had been misunderstanding all along!

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Yu Chenghui stopped talking and looked at Gu Yuhan, saying, "Yu, didn't you tell me that you wanted to send these mercenaries to the battlefield? Then this combat technique is perfect for them to learn. Although modern warfare relies on firearms, this combat technique can often play an unexpected role. If you need it, I can stay a little longer and teach these people properly."

There was no need for hesitation; Gu Yuhan agreed immediately! He hadn't originally intended for the mercenaries to go to the battlefield and fight head-on with the enemy; rather, he had special arrangements for them!

If these mercenaries could learn combat techniques, his plan would definitely be much more effective! As for whether Yu Chenghui could teach them, that was not something Gu Yuhan should worry about. Since Yu Chenghui had taken the initiative to say so, it meant that he definitely had a way!

Little did they know that Gu Yuhan's decision would subject the mercenaries to immense suffering for some time to come! Yet, it was precisely this decision that would transform the Tomb of the Gods into a powerful force feared by countries around the world!

"Darling, did you miss me?" Elena ran to Gu Yuhan's side and nestled into his arms like a little bird. Gu Yuhan gently patted her head and said with a smile, "You're a high-ranking mercenary, aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

The reason for saying this is that Gu Yuhan had already seen many mercenaries looking in their direction with incredulous expressions.

Don't forget, before joining the Tomb of the Gods, Elena was also one of the best mercenaries. Everyone knows that this woman, like a datura flower, hides great danger beneath her beauty.

But now, she's clinging to Gu Yuhan like a harmless little kitten.

"Hmph! I don't care what they think!" Elena pouted, pulling Gu Yuhan towards his detached villa. Yes, Gu Yuhan had a villa of his own at the Divine Tomb headquarters, and when he wasn't there, no one was allowed to enter except for the cleaning staff who came regularly…

Knowing what the woman was up to, but it was broad daylight and Gu Yuhan wasn't some lecherous wretch, he stopped her.

"We can talk about bad things tonight. Let's get down to business first. How's things going with Spiderweb?" Gu Yuhan asked. Elena pouted, a little disappointed, but still replied, "They've infiltrated both sides' higher-ups as you instructed and obtained a lot of intelligence. Miller is still filtering the details, but it should be ready for you by this afternoon."

Spiderweb was the intelligence agency that Gu Yuhan had previously established. Miller did not disappoint Gu Yuhan and completed the main structure of the intelligence agency in less than a month!

Elena's sisters were also very supportive and made many contributions!

From the moment the Spiderweb was officially operational, Gu Yuhan gave them their first mission: to infiltrate both sides of the Falklands War to gather intelligence!

Gu Yuhan had memories of this war from his previous life, but he only knew of it and didn't understand the specifics. Therefore, he needed enough information to determine which side the Divine Tomb should join in order to enhance its reputation!

"Okay, that's good!" Gu Yuhan nodded, then, as if remembering something, said, "3.2 Elena, steal..." Gu Yuhan nodded, then seemed to remember that intelligence work is actually very dangerous, and over time, it can have some psychological effects. "When you have free time, go see your sisters more often. If you find anything wrong with them, take immediate action. This is very important because it involves their safety, understand?"

Seeing Gu Yuhan's serious expression, Elena immediately nodded. Those girls were very pitiful before they met Gu Yuhan, but they were truly talented! In order to help Gu Yuhan, they were still paying unimaginable prices, and in order to successfully steal intelligence, they were constantly in danger.

Gu Yuhan may be using them, but he will also fulfill his obligations and responsibilities and will never let them die for no reason!

"Gu, we've really struck gold this time!" Little John excitedly ran up to Gu Yuhan. "To be honest, I was a little worried before, following your advice, I invested all my assets in shorting the pound. But it turns out that trusting you was definitely the right thing to do!"

Gu Yuhan could understand John, after all, he had staked his entire fortune on shorting the pound.

If something unexpected happens, he'll lose everything. All his savings over the years will vanish like smoke! If that happens, he might even contemplate jumping off a building!

"Alright, stop looking at me like that. You don't need to know how I determine the investment direction; you just need to do as I say!"

Gu Yuhan noticed the strange look in John's eyes and knew what he was thinking. This wasn't the first time; Gu Yuhan would have given him a perfunctory response before, but now he had long since lost interest!

Let John guess whatever he wants, as long as Gu Yuhan resolutely refuses to reveal his identity as a reborn person, there won't be any problems!

"Gu, but this time it wasn't just the two of us who profited; the Morgan Group made even more. If this continues, is there still a chance for my dream to come true?"

John was referring to his dream of turning the tables and becoming the master of his own destiny. Gu Yuhan smiled and said, "John, based on your understanding of the top executives at Morgan Stanley, do you think they would choose caution or gamble recklessly when faced with enormous profits? I mean, the kind of huge profits, like this shorting of the pound."

John thought for a moment before speaking, "They'll probably choose to take a risky gamble. Didn't you say something before, 'Fortune favors the bold'? That's the Morgan Group's consistent style. Anyway, they can afford to lose."