If you want to be a good person, find Huadi

Guo Zhenting stood in the center of the ring like a towering mountain. With a resounding voice, he declared his intention to challenge everyone present to a thrilling fight! This shout was like dropping a huge rock into a calm lake, stirring up ripples and causing a stir in the crowd.

The ladies who had been so excited and cheering at Wah Di's appearance earlier were now even more enthusiastic, unabashedly expressing their love and support for him. However, Guo Zhenting ignored these voices for a simple reason: if everyone bet on Wah Di's victory, how could he profit? After all, this was no joke.

However, there are always exceptions. Although most people are optimistic about Huadi, there are still many jealous young men who, unable to bear the sight of Huadi's handsomeness, feel resentment and place bets on Huadi's defeat. Among them, the third young master alone put up 10 million yuan, betting that Huadi will lose! Faced with such a huge bet, Guo Zhenting was unafraid and accepted it all.

After a frantic round of betting, the final tally was in: a staggering 3000 million yuan had been staked on Wah Di's defeat! This figure infuriated the ladies and wives who had been so eager for Wah Di's victory. They clamored for Guo Zhenting to give them a portion of their stake. After much negotiation, twenty brave ladies and wives stepped forward and collectively took on the staggering million yuan.

At this moment, Long Jiajun, who had been watching from the sidelines, was already stunned. He really couldn't understand why Brother Ting had such unwavering confidence in the man named Huadi. You know, that's a full 20 million! It's no small amount! Even the richest people didn't get their wealth out of thin air; it was all accumulated through hard work. Moreover, with the status and position of the Third Young Master, he would never send mediocre people to fight. Could it be that Brother Ting really acted so impulsively? Thinking of this, Long Jiajun couldn't help but frown, worried... But now that it has come to this, there is no way to persuade him.

"What's wrong? Jiajun, look at your expression. Are you starting to worry about money?" After Guo Zhenting walked down from the ring, he caught a glimpse of Long Jiajun's slightly anxious face, so he couldn't help but joke.

"That's right, Brother Ting! That's a full 20 million, not just 2,000 yuan! How can you make such a rash decision? You know, the people sent by the Third Young Master must not be mediocre. Besides, although Huadi is an excellent racer, I have never heard of him being any good at fighting. By doing this, aren't you falling into the trap set by the Third Young Master?" Long Jiajun answered without hiding his true thoughts.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Listen to me, first of all, I have 100% trust in Huadi. After all, you are not familiar with him, so naturally you have no idea what his true strength is. Secondly, I bet on Huadi to win, but they bet on Huadi to lose. If Huadi does not lose the game in the end, doesn't that mean that I don't have to pay this huge amount of money? The last point is, if we really lose this game, it's actually not a big deal. A mere 20 million is nothing to us. As long as it involves matters related to Huadi, even if it costs 200 million, we will invest in it without hesitation. This action is just to create momentum for Huadi. I want to make it clear to those bad guys in the gutter that Huadi is protected by our Guo family, and whoever goes against Huadi is against our Guo family." Guo Zhenting explained to Long Jiajun with a smile.

However, Guo Zhenting failed to share a crucial fact with Long Jiajun: Hua Di absolutely could not lose. The reason was that the Tyrande boxer Hua Di was facing had received a great favor from Duan Long—Duan Long had once saved his life. Therefore, Duan Long knew the boxer intimately. Furthermore, Duan Long had frequently sparred with Li Changjiang over the past period. In reality, all of this was at Guo Yingnan's invitation. Guo Yingnan hoped Duan Long would provide rigorous training for Li Changjiang and his security personnel. After all, once Duan Long returned to Southeast Asia, the responsibility of protecting the Hua Alliance would fall on Changjiang's shoulders. Therefore, Guo Yingnan specifically instructed Duan Long to rigorously train Changjiang and his security team. Duan Long, therefore, was fully aware of Changjiang's strength. He told Guo Zhenting that his opponent was far inferior to Li Changjiang. Based on this, Guo Zhenting was confident that Hua Di would win, knowing that Hua Di had fully embraced Li Changjiang's exceptional fighting skills. Even if we take a step back and say that Huadi is really in a disadvantageous situation, Duan Long will definitely order the boxer to pretend to be defeated by Huadi.

Even as Guo Zhenting and Long Jiajun chatted, the atmosphere in the arena was already tense, and a thrilling fight ensued between the two. Unlike previous performance-based exchanges, this duel was a true life-or-death struggle, with every punch and kick imbued with unwavering killing intent.

Before entering the ring, Tyrande had received instructions from the Third Young Master—he must kill his opponent in the arena. When he entered the arena and glanced at Duan Long in the crowd, he received no hint of mercy. So, from the outset, he unreservedly unleashed his full strength, throwing everything he had at this formidable foe.

Meanwhile, Liu Yi had also come to test the effectiveness of his recent special training and the extent of his strength growth after integrating the abilities of the other "Hua Zai." Therefore, his attack was ruthless and decisive, without the slightest hint of mercy.

Muay Thai is known for its ferocious and brutal combat. Its techniques primarily utilize the human body's fists, legs, elbows, and knees—their four limbs and eight extremities—to deliver attacks, like eight flexible and powerful tentacles. Whether punching, kicking, or elbowing, the force is delivered smoothly and naturally, with unparalleled power and devastating devastation. For this reason, Muay Thai has earned various titles, including "the art of eight arms," ​​"the sport of eight legs," "the art of eight limbs," and even "the science of eight bodies." Martial arts are categorized as "civil training," "martial training," and "horizontal training," and Muay Thai falls into this category, possessing a powerful devastating impact. Muay Thai training is brutal, beginning with rigorous training from a young age. This rigorous training method unleashes the body's potential from a young age. Muay Thai practitioners achieve greater success before the age of thirty than practitioners of other martial arts, and are better suited for life-or-death combat. However, after the age of forty, they often experience various health problems due to excessive energy consumption during these early years.

Xingyiquan emphasizes a fighting spirit of daring to fight and winning, and a courageous spirit of forging ahead. A boxing proverb goes, "When encountering an enemy, know your master, and face danger without fear." In terms of tactical thinking, it advocates speed and aggression, prioritizing the self. In combat, it advocates taking the initiative, "attacking when the enemy is unprepared, striking when the enemy is unexpected." "Intention, not form; if you form, you will not win." In terms of offensive and defensive techniques, it advocates close-range attacks and quick attacks, seizing advantageous positions. "The eyes must be sharp, the heart must be cunning, and the foot must step into the middle and penetrate the crotch." "Advance and dodge, dodge and advance; there's no need to look far." Xingyiquan advocates the simultaneous use of seven techniques: head, shoulder, elbow, hand, hip, knee, and foot, allowing for versatile attack. "From a distance, use the hand; from close, add the elbow; from a distance, use the kick; from close, add the knee." It also requires a combination of strength and weakness, understanding oneself and the opponent, and acting according to the circumstances, avoiding rigid rules. Only by achieving "no fist, no intention; the unintentional contains the true intention" can one be considered a master of martial arts. Xingyiquan's combat theory has six principles: skill (gong), naturalness (shun), courage (yong), speed (ji), brutality (ruthlessness), and truth (making it difficult for the enemy to escape). These principles are known as the "Six Wonders." These six principles guide the development of offensive and defensive awareness and the training of combat techniques.

A deeper analysis of the specific training methods of these two martial arts reveals that Xingyiquan undoubtedly aligns more closely with the natural laws and scientific principles of the human body. It has a profoundly positive impact on maintaining physical and mental health and prolonging life. Take, for example, Zhang Wuye, the master Liu Yi worshipped during his first rebirth! This venerable elder successfully transcended a century, living to the astonishing age of 105. Even until his last moments, he was still able to enjoy fine wine and a variety of delicious foods. Notably, at the grand celebration of his th birthday, he demonstrated his profound martial arts skills by effortlessly sending a burly man flying five meters with a single palm strike. In contrast, top-tier Thai boxers rarely appear over the age of fifty.

Let's return our focus to the two men engaged in a fierce duel on the ring. After a dozen or so rounds of testing each other, the Muay Thai fighter finally lost control of his impulse and launched into a ferocious attack. His punches, kicks, elbows, and knees unleashed a flurry of skill, his movements swirling and varied. Unfortunately, this ferocious attack yielded little real results, as he struggled to land a hit on the nimble and adaptable Hua Di. Hua Di, on the other hand, skillfully executed his maneuvers, seizing any opening and striking without hesitation, either with a powerful punch or a thunderous kick. Clearly, Hua Di was gradually gaining a commanding advantage in this fierce battle. It's undeniable that Muay Thai's fame stems from its renownedly rigorous and brutal training system. The Muay Thai fighter's body, honed through years of training, had become as strong as steel, and his immense resistance to blows was truly astonishing. Under these circumstances, if Liu Yi wasn't willing to resort to ruthless tactics, defeating him would have been a formidable task! However, this intense confrontation gave Liu Yi an opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of his own strength. He was astonished to discover that his speed, reflexes, and strength had all significantly increased compared to his first rebirth. This was undoubtedly the miraculous effect of the energy transmitted by those mysterious "Hua Zai."

The fierce battle on the battlefield was in full swing, leaving the audience on edge. After all, this fight involved real money, and even those from wealthy families wouldn't want to watch their money go to waste. The third young master, in particular, watched the Muay Thai fighter take a series of heavy blows. He was furious, his hair standing on end, and he hurled curses. This action undoubtedly spurred the Muay Thai fighter on stage to launch an even more desperate attack.

At this moment, Liu Yi deeply felt the surge of strength he had gained from the "Hua Zai" crowd, and he decided not to hold back. At the very moment his opponent showed a flaw, he swiftly attacked, launching a powerful kick into his head. This kick, like a thunderbolt, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, was so powerful that his opponent was completely unable to resist, collapsing to the ground in an instant, unable to get up.

Seeing this scene, Guo Zhenting was completely overwhelmed with excitement. His heart was like a raging storm. He could no longer suppress his surging emotions and rushed into the center of the field like a tiger! Then, he suddenly lifted Huadi's right arm high and shouted the passionate slogan of victory at the top of his lungs with all his strength.

At this moment, the numerous young ladies and wives standing nearby, placing bets on Huadi's victory, displayed an even more exaggerated reaction. Like a firecracker, they were instantly thrown into ecstasy. They danced with joy, their cheers resounding through the air, as if to blow the roof off the house. They laughed heartily, unconcealing their surging joy. The entire scene seemed to be a sea of ​​joy, filled with endless laughter and bustle.

Amidst this jubilant atmosphere, two seemingly elderly wealthy ladies, overcome by excitement, suddenly fainted. As the saying goes, some rejoice while others grieve, and in stark contrast, the Third Young Master was the most sullen. His face was sullen, his eyes gleaming with anger, and he hurled his tightly-held wine glass to the ground in a rage he couldn't contain. He was filled with resentment and indignation: he had hoped to avenge the public humiliation he had suffered at the hands of Huadi, but he had never imagined the outcome would be so unexpected—not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but he had also lost a whopping twenty-two million! How could he possibly swallow this?

Meanwhile, Guo Zhenting clutched onto Hua Di, who was wearing only boxer shorts, and joyfully paraded him around the arena. This action undoubtedly caused another uproar, drawing the ladies and wives who already admired Hua Di to flock forward, vying to touch the muscular body of the handsome winner. Suddenly, the atmosphere intensified, the excitement threatening to set the air ablaze. This passionate scene frightened Liu Yi, who tried to break free, but was held firmly by Guo Zhenting. Liu Yi hesitated to exert too much force, fearing injury, and could only silently endure the groping. At this moment, the Third Young Master, having recovered from his defeat, pulled Guo Zhenting away from the frenzied ladies and wives.

"Young Master Guo! How about another round? This time, I'm betting a full 50 million! What do you think? Do you have the courage to accept the challenge?" The man known as the Third Young Master had a ferocious look on his face and gritted his teeth as he shouted viciously at Guo Zhenting.

Upon hearing this, Guo Zhenting raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and responded: "Isn't this unfair? Brother Hua has already had a round of competition. Now you propose to fight again, it is obvious that you want to take advantage of the situation." His words revealed his contempt and dissatisfaction with the behavior of the third young master.

However, Liu Yi, who was surrounded by many young ladies and wives at this time, was so excited after hearing what the third young master said. He jumped up and down impatiently and shouted: "I have no objection! Quickly disperse these annoying women, I want to fight another battle!" His voice was so loud, as if he was afraid that others could not hear him.

Seeing this, Guo Zhenting couldn't help but chuckle, turned to look at the third young master, and said jokingly: "Since Huadi has spoken, let's do as he says. But... his appearance fee will have to be increased this time." Obviously, Guo Zhenting did not feel the slightest fear of this sudden challenge, but seemed to be at ease.

"No problem! This time, I'll pay five million!" The Third Young Master agreed without hesitation, seemingly unconcerned about the huge sum. After all, the most important thing for him right now was to defeat Hua Di and avenge his previous defeat.

Soon, after earnest persuasion from the servants, the excited and agitated ladies finally left Huadi's side. With their departure, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and a thrilling life-and-death struggle was about to begin.

This time, the enemy the Third Young Master sent into battle was a massive Western warrior. Simply describing him as "brawn" would be a gross understatement. In fact, "giant bear" might be a more appropriate description. This behemoth, his muscles woven like steel, his face stern and resolute, exuding a chilling, menacing aura. Faced with such a formidable foe, everyone held their breath, awaiting the outbreak of a fierce battle.

This man is over two meters tall and weighs almost three hundred kilograms, with bulging muscles. If such a burly man walked on the street, no one would dare to approach him.