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Chapter 1181: Provoking the Fight for Gain
Chapter 1181: Provoking the Fight for Gain
Wen Lier sincerely conceded defeat.
He had studied the techniques of the Non-Body Flow, both those taught in the dojo and those practiced by the students on a daily basis. He believed he understood them all.
But he never imagined that after a few simple adjustments, they could be elevated to such a level.
Chen Chuan’s direct guidance clearly showed them that this was an extension of the Non-Body Flow, something that any Non-Body Flow disciple could learn, provided they received the right guidance.
This made Wen Lier realize that the skills of all the students and coaches in the Non-Body Flow could potentially improve.
What once seemed like a mundane technique had now been elevated to a much higher level, almost transforming the ordinary into the extraordinary.
And this was just what he could see at the moment. What about the future? Could there be even more changes?
The answer seemed obvious.
The person sitting before him had likely never encountered the Non-Body Flow before, so these improvements must have been added afterward.
He conceded defeat wholeheartedly, feeling a comprehensive gap between himself and Chen Chuan, not just in terms of strength but also in understanding the art of fighting.
However, he did not regret this visit. Although they had not directly sparred, the indirect exchange had been incredibly beneficial.
He stood up, bowed slightly, and said to Chen Chuan, "Mr. Chen, we at the Migas Martial Arts Gym will honor our promise. We will cease all previous actions and issue a public apology to your side."
After speaking, he straightened up, put on his hat, and said, "We won’t keep you any longer."
Xin Wulang stood up and bowed in return.
Wen Lier bowed once more and then briskly led his people out of the dojo. Once back in the car, his assistant asked, "Master, are we just leaving like this?"
"What else can we do?"
"But the task they gave us…" The assistant looked worried.
Wen Lier took a pre-cut cigar from his assistant and leaned back in his seat. "I’ve done my best here. If they want to continue, they can send someone else. I’m willing to cooperate."
He signaled, and the car started. He glanced at the Non-Body Flow Dojo outside. Things would be different for this martial arts gym after today.
He took a light puff of the cigar and then tapped his earlobe, sending a message to a specific location, informing them that he had done all he could.
The Federation Strategic Affairs Department was behind this, and he knew how much influence they wielded in the Federation. If he didn’t follow their orders, the consequences would be dire.
But he also knew that if he weakened himself in the process, the Strategic Affairs Department wouldn’t come to his aid. Instead, they would tear him apart. So he needed to preserve himself. He didn’t need to be stronger than others; he just needed others to be weaker. Then, the department would go after them first.
Back in the Non-Body Flow Dojo, after seeing the visitors off, Xin Wulang bowed to Chen Chuan, "Thank you for your guidance, Sir."
Xin Youzhu, standing beside him, looked admiringly at Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan said, "I merely guided what you already possessed."
The Non-Body Flow system was actually derived by Alura. While it shared some similarities in name with the techniques of Cui Xuanhui, they were otherwise unrelated. Alura had left many areas for expansion within this system.
However, even if someone knew this, without the right insight and a deep understanding of fighting techniques, they wouldn’t know how to improve themselves.
After all, most people lack the ability to innovate on their own. They can only follow in the footsteps of those who came before them. Those who lead should guide those who follow.
Chen Chuan didn’t hold back this time. He gave each person present some pointers, addressing their weaknesses and filling the gaps.
The Non-Body Flow disciples all felt they had gained a lot, though the number of those who could truly benefit and stand out would be few. But even a few would be enough to support the entire Fight Arena.
After the guidance, it was around seven o’clock, so he accepted Xin Wulang’s invitation to stay for dinner.
After the banquet, he said, "Mr. Xin Wulang, you need to prepare for a counterattack."
Xin Wulang stiffened, "A counterattack?"
Chen Chuan said, "This matter isn’t over. Even if the Migas Martial Arts Gym backs down, there will be other martial arts gyms. Instead of waiting for them to come to you, you should take the initiative."
Xin Wulang understood. Previously, they might not have had the strength, and their morale was unstable. But after Chen Chuan’s guidance, the dojo’s trust and admiration for Chen Chuan had grown, and their strength had significantly improved. They no longer needed to adopt a defensive stance.
Moreover, the essence of the Non-Body Flow emphasized offense, which aligned with their philosophy.
He thought for a moment and tentatively said, "Sir, you have brought the Non-Body Flow Dojo to a new height. Should we consider changing its name?"
Chen Chuan had indeed considered this, but given the Non-Body Flow Dojo’s long-standing influence in the Federation, a sudden name change wouldn’t be appropriate. If it needed to be done, it could wait.
He said, "We'll talk about it later."
Xin Wulang immediately dropped the subject and said, "Sir, according to your instructions, some of the coaches are willing to stay, while others still want to leave. Not only here, but the other branches around the capital have also made their arrangements. Do you need to review the list of personnel?"
Chen Chuan replied, "I don't need to look at it. Mr. Xin Wulang, once you've handled it, just give the list to Agu."
"Yes, sir!"
Chen Chuan continued, "Mr. Xin Wulang, you've been in the Federation capital for many years, and I trust your experience. I look forward to your performance. If you have any issues, feel free to come to me." He stood up and said, "It's getting late. I should head back."
Xin Wulang hurriedly got up to see him off. After escorting Chen Chuan out, he returned to the gym with a serious expression.
He called his son, Xin Youzhu, over and handed him a Wansheng Finance Secret Card. "Youzhu, if anything happens to me, you don't need to do anything. Just find Mr. Chen, and he will protect you."
Xin Youzhu was taken aback. "Father?" He didn't understand why, after just resolving the issue, Xin Wulang would say such a thing.
Xin Wulang didn't give him specifics. After so many years in the capital, he could sense that someone was behind this. He wasn't sure which faction of the Federation was involved, but as the person at the forefront, he had to be prepared for the worst.
He said sternly, "Don't ask questions. Just do as I say."
At the Black Moli Mansion, the headquarters of the Federation Strategic Affairs Department.
In one of the strategy offices in the building, two middle-aged men in black tuxedos with bow ties, puffing on cigars, were sitting in armchairs, talking.
"Wen Lier has admitted defeat and refuses to cooperate with us anymore."
"A fox from Bimeng Bay, a fitting description. Let's not worry about him for now. We'll have the Infantry Martial Arts Gym take his place."
"What if they can't do it?"
"Then we'll implement the second plan."
"The second plan is very costly."
For foreign businesses, they had a well-established process. First, they would stir up public opinion through the media, hinting that the business was run by Da Shun people. Then, they would incite Federation citizens to protest in front of the gym. Once the situation escalated, they would use it as an excuse to review the property rights, implement special measures, and then seize the business.
In most cases, just a few steps would be enough to make most opponents back down.
But this time, it was a business that Da Shun was paying attention to, and there was a Secret Temple Fighter standing in the open. This fighter even had the strength to challenge a Throne Fighter, so they had to be prepared to invest more.
"This time, we need Da Shun to back off, and we can't ignore the attitude of that fighter. He seems to be a very tough person."
"Force can only be deterred by force. Let's have Felis give him a friendly greeting first."
Meanwhile, as Chen Chuan was on his way back to the Red Rock Manor, he was looking at the information about the Non-Body Flow that Hongfu had passed to him.
The Non-Body Flow was created by Alura, utilizing a vast database and deriving from many martial arts styles.
Under the right conditions, it had a complete advancement system, all the way up to the fighter level, with methods for cultivation. It was entirely different from Cui Xuanhui's system, but it included a lot of material related to the spirit and the Spirit Phase, which he found very inspiring.
He had an idea about how to incorporate the Spirit Phase into high-level combat. He didn't necessarily have to require the Spirit Phase to keep up with his combat rhythm from the start. If he could control the flow of the battle and make it appear where it should, he could achieve the same goal.
However, this required a very high level of situational awareness, and he didn't need to fully manifest the Spirit Phase. If he didn't, the activation would be faster, though the power would be weaker. But having an additional attack method was better than not using it at all.
As he was thinking, he suddenly sensed something unusual. The sounds and light around him seemed to fade away. Looking ahead, he saw a person standing in front of the car.
The person was entirely black, with only two golden eyes clearly visible. At the same time, a strange mental power was directed at him.
When he looked at the person, his gaze was calm and steady, showing no signs of evasion or panic.
The person's initially playful expression turned to surprise and then to a sense of intrigue.
With a whoosh, the entire black figure suddenly transformed into countless black birds, flying outward. In an instant, the sky above the street was filled with a massive cloud of black mist.
Chen Chuan's eyes flickered. Just as the black mist was about to disperse, a large hand, glowing with white-golden flames, formed in the sky and came crashing down!
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