novelslam Chapter 6 Opening the Fan
Chapter 6 Opening the Fan
Wucheng, Hong Family Martial Arts School.
Zhou Baidao, dressed in a shiny suit and sporting a slicked-back hairstyle, stepped out of the Mercedes-Benz.
Wang Xiaoxian quickly greeted him with a smile: "Attorney Zhou, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"This is my boss, Hong Jie."
"Mr. Hong, you seem a little unhappy with me!" Zhou Baidao adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled as he gestured.
"Indeed, your fees are too high." Hong Jie patted the back of his hand, his politeness tinged with a hint of doubt.
"There's a reason why it's expensive."
You'll find out soon enough.
Zhou Baidao straightened his tie and entered the tea room.
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10:00 AM.
The Hong Family Martial Arts School gradually became more lively.
Both Zhu Yong and Hong Jianguo wanted to capitalize on this wave of traffic, so they released announcements in their live streams well in advance.
At this moment, many self-media bloggers rushed over to try and gain traffic.
There were also locals watching the spectacle.
It belongs to the Wushu Association.
Because there were so many people, the nearby police station even sent several officers to maintain order.
"Punching my way through the two capitals of the North and South, kicking my way across the five lakes and four seas!"
"Still not convinced? Come and fight!"
"Old Hong, you really don't learn your lesson!"
"Didn't they say they were closing down? Why are they having a second round?"
At the tea table, Su Changfeng, the president of the Wucheng Martial Arts Association, frowned and asked Hong Jianguo.
"Old Su, don't you know who I am?"
"Times have changed, I can't fight anymore."
"I'm usually just stubborn and only joke around with netizens. Isn't this Xiao Jie taking over my mantle?"
Hong Jianguo took a sip of tea and said with a half-smile.
"Do you think I don't know what kind of background Xiao Jie has?"
"Old Hong, I admit I'm jealous of how much traffic you can generate and make. But we can't let Xiao Jie take risks just for money and traffic."
"That Zhu guy didn't hold back last time he beat you up, so this time he'll definitely try to kill Xiao Jie, won't he?"
Su Changfeng said with deep concern.
"Brother, we can't interfere with the young people's affairs, just watch and see," Hong Jianguo said, keeping everyone in suspense.
11 o'clock.
Zhu Yong and his group arrived at the entrance of the martial arts school.
"Hong Family Martial Arts School!"
"Family members, look! Our Brother Yong has arrived at the battle as promised!"
"See those couplets? Brother Yong is going to tear them down today."
"Come on, let's get the popularity votes going and send the gifts flowing, and see how Brother Yong beats up the traditional martial arts fraudsters."
Zhu Yong's disciple, Li Dalong, held up his phone and shouted promotions in the live broadcast room.
"Come and fight if you dare!"
Zhu Yong sneered and walked into the martial arts school with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of superiority.
Upon arriving at the martial arts school, he glanced around and arrogantly shouted, "Old man Hong, I'm here! Come and fight!"
"Young man, your skills are too advanced, so don't use them; I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
"You didn't say anything last night?"
"You'd better beat my son first!"
Hong Jianguo raised his eyelids slightly but ignored him.
On the other side, without waiting for Hong Jie to order him around, Zhou Baidao walked over with one hand in his pocket and handed Zhu Yong a stack of documents: "Zhu Yong, right? Sign this."
"Who are you?" Zhu Yong asked.
"Zhou Baidao, legal advisor of the Hong Family Martial Arts School," Zhou Baidao said arrogantly, tapping his gold-rimmed glasses with his index finger.
"What is this thing?"
"Wucheng Martial Arts Association's Disclaimer"
Zhu Yong was overwhelmed by his powerful aura. After glancing at him a few times, he quickly signed his name.
"police!"
Zhou Baidao shouted again at the door.
Soon, auxiliary police officer Xiao Liu from the police station came over: "Attorney Zhou, is there something you need?"
"Look at this, someone was beaten to death, do you admit it?" Zhou Baidao asked.
"This doesn't have any legal effect, does it? If something really happens and someone seeks compensation, you'll definitely be held responsible," Xiao Liu said, shaking his head after flipping through the disclaimer.
"Did you hear that?"
"If you kill or injure someone, the martial arts school will be held responsible. Mr. Zhu, are you sure you still want to fight?"
Zhou Baidao asked harsh questions.
"If you're going to back down, then back down. Why bring up all this nonsense?"
"Can we fight or not?"
"Family members, did you see that? Old Hong has chickened out and is starting to argue with the police and lawyers."
Li Dalong pointed the camera at Zhou Baidao and started yelling and screaming again.
"Mr. Zhu, are you going to fight or not?" Zhou Baidao questioned.
"beat!"
"Of course we'll fight!" Zhu Yong said.
"Okay, Officer Liu, the video, and all the witnesses present, it is Mr. Zhu who insisted on provoking my client, Hong Jie."
"Mr. Zhu, please raise your right hand and promise that if you are injured while competing within the rules, my client will be exempt from all liability."
Zhou Baidao stood with his hands behind his back, offering a very professional reminder.
"I...I promise." Zhu Yong was a little flustered and scared, but he had already made the promise, and he had to fight this battle no matter what.
"OK!"
"I feel it is necessary to remind you that even with witnesses, physical evidence, and verbal promises, they still do not have legal effect."
"In the event of an accident, there is still a possibility of liability."
"Are you going to continue provoking my client?!"
While Zhu Yong was confused, Zhou Baidao quietly changed the challenge into a provocation.
Zhu Yong glanced at Du Meijuan.
Du Meijuan was also stunned. Zhu Yong had exposed so many fraudsters, but this was the first time he had brought a lawyer with him the whole time.
The key issue is that she doesn't understand the ins and outs of this.
"continue!"
"Are we even going to fight anymore? Stop rambling on!" Zhu Yong frowned, his voice tinged with impatience.
"Mr. Zhu, I solemnly warn you that you are threatening my client."
"Mr. Hong, do you accept Zhu Yong's provocation?"
Zhou Baidao pointed at Zhu Yong, then turned to ask Hong Jie.
"I won't accept it!" Hong Jie shook his head.
"I said that in yesterday's live stream, I don't want to play."
"But since Mr. Zhu is determined to hit me, it seems I can't avoid it."
As Hong Jie finished speaking, he shrugged and gave a wry smile.
After saying that, without waiting for Zhu Yong's reaction, he went straight onto the newly built ancient-style arena.
"It's just a fight, why are you making such a fuss?"
"Kid, I'm going to win today! I'm smashing that plaque by the door!"
Zhu Yong cursed angrily.
"Mr. Zhu, I remind you again to watch your words. I have reason to suspect that you are threatening my client," Zhou Baidao warned from below.
"Can you shut the hell up?" Zhu Yong roared.
Zhou Baidao smiled brightly, offering no explanation.
"Brother Yong, everyone's tired of watching fighting games. How about we try slapping? It's exciting, direct, and gets lots of views," Hong Jie suggested.
"Slap him?"
Zhu Yong walked aside and whispered to Du Meijuan to discuss the matter.
"Brother Yong, slapping is really popular lately. Master Lei with his super strength fist is making tons of traffic."
"Slapping someone is just a contest of who has the stronger slap."
"Hong Jie is 1.8 meters tall, and his weight and muscles are much smaller than yours. If it really came down to a fight, he wouldn't be a match for you."
"I think it's a good idea."
Du Meijuan said this very frankly.
"Yes!" Zhu Yong nodded.
He can deliver a punch that hits over 600 pounds. He's never fought in a slapping contest, but he's watched a lot of videos of him doing it.
For a pretty boy like Hong Jie, knocking him out with a slap wouldn't be a problem.
"I'll fight!" Zhu Yong returned to the ring.
Hong Jie waved his hand.
Wang Xiaoxian asked people to bring out the short table used for the competition, which included grip strength training sticks, mouthguards, and other items.
"President Su, please read out the rules of the International Slapping Competition." Wang Xiaoxian directly chose the most persuasive person in the room.
"This..." Su Changfeng hesitated.
"Old Su, go ahead."
"The number of viewers in the live stream has now exceeded 100,000. If this competition can be successful, it will be an opportunity for our hometown of martial arts to promote new events," said Hong Jianguo.
"How could I not know?"
"I'm worried that Xiao Jie will get hurt. Look at how big that guy is. I don't want him to turn Xiao Jie into an idiot."
Su Changfeng said in a low voice.
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Hong Jianguo patted him gently.
"Really."
"The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuchs are; I'm just worrying too much."
Su Changfeng rolled his eyes at him and walked onto the stage to read out the rules of the Power Slap competition.
Then, both parties checked their braces and chose which coin to use, one face up and one face down.
"This round of matches consists of five rounds!"
"Round one, flip the coin!"
Su Changfeng tossed the coin himself, "Flush, Mr. Zhu goes first."
"yeah!"
"Family members, did you see that?"
"Slapping contest! Let's get another round of votes and see if Brother Yong can knock out Hong Jie with one slap."
"After beating the young ones, then beat the old ones."
Li Dalong seized the opportunity to promote the product in the live broadcast room.
Hong Jianguo wasn't idle either: "Friends, your son is going to war in place of his father. Everyone type 'Ancient Hong Family Iron Sand Palm, invincible under heaven' in the public chat to receive a Douyin Coin gift pack!"
The screen was instantly filled with "Invincible".
"Kid, you're finished!" On stage, Zhu Yong laughed cruelly, like a wolf eyeing its prey.
"Not necessarily!" Hong Jie raised an eyebrow and smiled.
He dared not be careless in the slightest, his shoulders were straight behind him as he gripped the grip strength bar, his neck was slightly hunched, and his teeth were clenched.
At the same time, he secretly channeled his internal energy, channeling the Golden Bell Shield onto his left cheek.
"Zhu Yong goes first."
"Three attempts!"
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
Zhu Yong applied magnesium powder as per the rules.
He knew that if he could knock out Hong Jie with a single slap today, the resulting surge in popularity would be enough to gain him millions of followers.
On the contrary, we're going to lose.
That was the Waterloo of his internet celebrity career.
After three attempts, he combined his strength with his waist and stance, and with all his might, he slapped the giant palm down like a heavy punch.
Snapped!
Hong Jie felt as if he had been hit by a hammer, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
My face is burning with pain.
My ears were ringing loudly.
Damn, Zhu Yong is stronger than I imagined.
"Xiao Jie!"
Hong Jianguo, Wang Xiaoxian, and the others immediately became anxious.
Xiaoxian's photography skills are good.
The viewers in the live stream could clearly hear the sound of the slap.
Even the moment Hong Jie was hit, his facial muscles twitched, and his painful expression, accompanied by the white smoke of magnesium powder, was clearly visible.
The crisp visual effect gives you the feeling of being slapped in the face.
Pain and happiness.
In an instant, the live stream chat was filled with exclamations like "Holy crap!" and "That's awesome!"
"Hong Jie, can you still play? You're the second player, you can choose to forfeit!" Su Changfeng and the temporary referee they had brought in quickly helped Hong Jie up.
"It's nothing." Hong Jie shook his head, took off his braces to relax his facial muscles, and stood back on the stage.
"Awesome!"
"Young Master Hong is quite something!"
"reward!"
No one expected that Hong Jie, with his delicate skin, would not fall down, and he received a flood of tips and praise.
As the referee, Su Changfeng was also quite surprised.
He observed up close that Zhu Yong's heavy slaps were not something an ordinary person could withstand; it was good enough if they didn't bleed from all seven orifices.
Hong Jie is stronger than I imagined.
It seems Lao Hong has been secretly teaching me a lot of insider tips!
"Mr. Hong, given that you have been continuously threatened and physically attacked, you are entitled to exercise your right to self-defense under the laws of Xia Country!" Zhou Baidao had spent the entire night trying to come up with this statement.
"OK!"
"I am about to exercise my right to self-defense, and I ask you all to be my witnesses!"
Hong Jie took a deep breath and carefully felt the power of the slap.
Fortunately.
The impact was strong, causing a slight tremor.
The eyes, nose, ears, alveolar bone, and oral cavity did not suffer any substantial damage!
The Golden Bell Shield absorbed at least 30% of the damage.
Even if I can't knock out Zhu Yong, if I drag it out for five rounds, I still have a 90% chance of winning.
After all, I am capable of fighting and taking on challenges.
Zhu Yong can fight, but can he withstand the blows?
Moreover, I have the legal right to self-defense, even if I injure him.
Hehe, no need to pay medical expenses!
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