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Chapter 541 - 505 Interaction, Request

Chapter 541: Chapter 505 Interaction, Request

After Wu Li finished his speech, the next part was the interactive session.

This segment principally involved Wu Li and other instructors from Hua Jian Security engaging in friendly sparring and exchanging techniques with the boxers present at the event.

The reason for setting up this part of the program was on the one hand to add interest to the Seeking Martial Arts live broadcast, and on the other hand, to showcase the strength of Hua Jian Security, demonstrating that it wasn’t just Wu Li who was strong.

"Today, we have three instructors from Hua Jian Security present at the event. Besides Wu Li, there are two other instructors, who are all ace instructors from Hua Jian Security! If any masters here today are interested, they are welcome to step forward and choose any instructor to spar with."

The host said this from the stage, holding a microphone, while Wu Li had already come down from the stage and was sitting down.

As the host finished speaking, the masters in the audience looked at each other, all eager to try.

Very quickly, a man whose palms were obviously much thicker than those of the average person, with skin that appeared blue-black, stood up.

"Then let me be the first."

His name was Lei Yuansheng, a practitioner of Iron Sand Palm, a Master Level martial artist, and also a well-known boxer in the Southern F Martial Arts Circle. Seeing Lei Yuansheng step forward, the rest of the boxers applauded, and many cheered him on.

"I am Lei Yuansheng. I have practiced Iron Sand Palm for thirty-one years now."

After climbing onto the stage, Lei Yuansheng bowed with his fists to the audience.

"Alright, Master Lei, which instructor would you like to spar with?" the host asked with a smile.

Lei Yuansheng unhesitatingly gazed towards Wu Li below the stage. "I want to spar with Master Wu!"

Hearing this, Wu Li smiled, stood up, nodded to Lei Yuansheng, and then walked onto the stage.

Amidst applause and cheering, Wu Li and Lei Yuansheng stood facing each other.

"Master Wu, please teach me," Lei Yuansheng said to Wu Li with great politeness.

Wu Li returned the salute: "I dare not teach, Master Lei, please."

"Ha!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Yuansheng showed no politeness. He exhaled and marched towards Wu Li, his right palm striking out.

The palm of his right hand was noticeably swollen, the skin and muscles both a blue-black color, looking quite ghastly.

Wu Li knew this was a result of the excessive external training of Iron Sand Palm over a long period. Without the proper Qi Blood Transfer techniques to match it, it had led to gradual accumulation of qi and blood, making the palm somewhat deformed.

Of course, there were also advantages to this. It was as though his palm was always under the protection of the Golden Bell Shield, making the hardness and destructive power of the palm very great. When slapped on a stone, it could easily crack it open, not to mention hitting someone’s body.

Faced with Lei Yuansheng’s Iron Sand Palm, Wu Li activated his Golden Bell Shield, transferring qi and blood to his palm, making his right palm instantly swell up as well. It looked just as thick as Lei Yuansheng’s, similarly blue-black, but the muscles were more evenly proportioned.

Bang!

Wu Li and Lei Yuansheng’s palms collided, a muffled sound rang out. Wu Li stood unmoved, while Lei Yuansheng retreated two steps.

"Good!"

Lei Yuansheng shouted loudly and surged forward again, this time using his left hand, still striking out with his palm, and Wu Li responded the same way, palm against palm.

Bang!

Another muffled sound followed, and Lei Yuansheng was repelled once again.

He shook his hands and then bowed with his fists to Wu Li: "I am impressed, truly formidable!"

Wu Li also bowed with his fists: "You are too kind."

Thus, the two came down from the stage, amidst a buzz of conversation from the audience.

To laymen, it seemed that Wu Li and Lei Yuansheng had merely exchanged simple palm strikes twice. Aside from the increased speed and louder impact, it looked rather ordinary, and then Lei Yuansheng conceded.

If it wasn’t for knowing Wu Li’s strength, one might even think it was a staged performance on the stage.

Many leaders of various clubs asked their own experts what exactly had happened in that exchange, and the many who had seen the deeper significance began to quietly explain:

"Lei Yuansheng’s Iron Sand Palm had been mastered to perfection; when someone struck him with an iron rod, he would catch it with his hand, and the iron rod would break instead, while his hand remained unharmed. But just now, after exchanging a single palm strike with Wu Li, his hand began to quiver slightly, clearly unable to exert force for a moment, so he had to switch to the other hand. After the second palm strike, he had no hand left to switch to and naturally admitted defeat."

"Wu Li, in his palm clash with Lei Yuansheng, seemed to be using the Golden Bell Shield, which is quite impressive."

"Even those who have achieved great success in the Golden Bell Shield are, at most, in a passive defense during an exchange and cannot actively utilize it because there is not enough time to transfer Qi Blood during the exchange. But just now, when Lei Yuansheng’s palm struck, Wu Li instantly completed the Qi Blood Transfer; such speed is truly unbelievable!"

...

The masters below the stage quickly analyzed the details of the recent exchange, and the more they analyzed, the more unfathomable Wu Li seemed.

"Is there another master who wishes to come up on stage?" the host asked from the stage.

The other masters looked at each other, and soon someone voluntarily stood up.

In fact, these people did not aim to win by stepping up to the stage today; they did not want to miss the opportunity to seek guidance from a higher-level expert.

After the second master stepped onto the stage, he also named Wu Li as the person he wished to exchange techniques with.

So, not long after Wu Li had sat down, he found himself having to go on stage again.

This time it was a master who practiced thrusting kicks, so Wu Li responded with thrusting kicks, and within a few moves, he made the opponent concede due to difficulty.

Then came the third master onto the stage.

"May I ask whom you wish to exchange techniques with..."

"I would like to exchange techniques with Master Wu."

"Alright."

...

Then one master after another took to the stage.

"May I ask..."

"I wish to exchange with Master Wu..."

"May I..."

"Master Wu..."

"Please..."

"Wu..."

...

Six masters in a row chose to exchange techniques with Wu Li, leaving him rather helpless.

Zhang Daolong, who was sitting to the side, had an unpleasant expression on his face. Qian Kun had briefed him on this interactive segment before: it was originally planned to let people from various Chinese associations in Southern F recognize Zhang Daolong through this segment and pave the way for him to be in charge of future branches. But now, both he and Xing Jun had become mere spectators, watching Wu Li put on a solo show.

All of a sudden, Qian Kun turned his head and whispered to Zhang Daolong, "In a while, I’ll speak to Wu Li and have the upcoming masters change to different opponents."

Zhang Daolong, with a tense face, did not respond.

Xing Jun, overhearing this from not too far away, sneered and turned to say, "Everyone wants to fight with Wu Li; what are you two fussing about?"

Qian Kun frowned, about to speak, when suddenly there was a change on the stage.

The sixth master who had come up on stage was surnamed Zhang and practiced Xingyi Fist. After exchanging techniques with Wu Li, he suddenly spoke up, "Master Wu, my lineage of Xingyi Fist mainly cultivates the Eagle Form, but when it was passed down to me, it was missing the most critical move."

Upon hearing this, Wu Li paused, and then nodded, "Hmm, what would you like to say, Master Zhang?"

Master Zhang said, "The move I just used is my own completion, but I still feel it’s not quite there. Master Wu, you are a Xingyi Fist grandmaster; could you perhaps take a look and see if my move could be improved further?"

This question stunned many masters below the stage; they hadn’t expected someone to ask for advice on the spot like this.

Seeing no immediate response from Wu Li, Master Zhang took a step forward, his expression sincerely clasped in a fist salute as he said, "I know this request is sudden, but if Master Wu could help me perfect this move, I am willing to pay any price!"