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"You just said it was an old iron antique shop!"

"Oh, is that so? It might be a signal interference issue. I suggest you try calling again..."

Ma Xiaoyu was about to go crazy because another instructor had been easily defeated. This time, the challenger had struck hard, which drew cheers from the Latino group and saddened some of the martial arts students.

Ma Xiaoyu realized at this moment that she might have been tricked by Uncle Long, but she couldn't care less about anything else. She anxiously said, "Brother Ritian, my situation is very urgent. Please forgive me if I've done anything wrong. Uncle Long said you are the most outstanding martial arts genius he has ever seen. Please help the National Martial Arts Academy!"

Zhao Hao was taken aback. Ah, so it wasn't about fighting the Holy Lord. Why didn't you say so sooner? Why didn't you say so sooner!

Zhao Hao immediately hardened his stance, filled with righteous indignation and lofty ideals: "Tell me what happened? I'll definitely help if I can!"

Finally, he added, as if afraid that things would get too big for him to handle, which showed how steady he was.

Ma Xiaoyu briefly recounted what had happened at the Zhenfan Martial Arts Academy, and Zhao Hao realized it was a fight. That didn't seem like a problem, so he said, "Well, I can't guarantee a win either. I'll go take a look!"

Zhao Hao found a piece of paper and wrote down what happened, so that Uncle Tie would know what had occurred. In case the boat really capsized, there would be someone to help.

Then he went out and took a taxi to Manhattan.

Taking a taxi in America isn't cheap, especially in Liberty City. Zhao Hao spent $20 from Chinatown to Manhattan! He wonders if anyone will reimburse him?

When Zhao Hao found the huge and luxurious martial arts hall according to the address Xiao Yu gave him, many people were already gathered outside watching.

Zhao Hao also overheard people whispering in the crowd: "Did you know? Someone's come to challenge us. Apparently, several teachers have already been easily defeated. With Bruce gone, this martial arts school is doomed."

"Exactly, there's no need for it to exist anymore. Sigh~"

"I heard that the person who came to challenge us today is an ancient Muay Thai master, and he's very strong!"

"Yes, yes, I'll sign up later!"

……

There are online trolls creating this buzz!

Zhao Hao felt that this challenge was probably not simple.

Pushing through the crowd, I entered the martial arts hall and saw a group of young people in training clothes huddled together around the ring.

"Excuse me, who are you...?" A student noticed Zhao Hao, since he was wearing black casual clothes, which made him stand out too much compared to the group of students in white training uniforms. He also didn't look like one of the challengers dressed in Muay Thai attire.

Just as Zhao Hao was about to explain, a short-haired girl wearing a training uniform, who was only a little over a meter tall, ran over and asked, "Are you Brother Ritian?"

Zhao Hao noticed the strange looks from the other students around him and quickly explained, "No, no, no! Ma Long must be joking with you. My name is Zhao Hao, not Zhao Ritian!"

Ma Xiaoyu: "Okay, big brother Ritian! Come with me quickly!"

Zhao Hao: No wonder she's Ma Long's niece!

Student: Talking to kids like that, talking about being arrogant and domineering, is just weird!

Xiaoyu pulled Zhao Hao to meet the teachers who were giving the lectures. The leader, a burly man in his forties with a stubble on his face, was taking care of another man whose cheeks were bruised and swollen, as if he had been knocked out.

"Teacher Liu, this is Brother Zhao Ritian. My Uncle Long said his boxing skills are gradually improving!"

The teacher, Mr. Liu, was taken aback. He hadn't expected the outside help Xiaoyu mentioned to look only in his early twenties. Nevertheless, he reached out and shook hands with Zhao Hao: "Thank you for your help, Master Zhao. Zhenfan Martial Arts Academy is extremely grateful. However, some teachers have already gone to invite masters from other nearby martial arts schools, so please wait a moment. If possible, we will try our best not to involve you..."

Zhao Hao could tell that the other party didn't quite trust him, but he nodded in understanding, since he had only come to watch the show anyway.

Furthermore, Ma Long taught him without reservation, which allowed him to improve his boxing skills rapidly. The two had a very good relationship; when his niece, Ma Xiaoyu, called for help, he insisted on coming over no matter what.

Just then, another teacher returned and whispered a few words to Teacher Liu.

Others might not be able to hear it clearly because they're far away and the sound is faint. But Zhao Hao's perception attribute is high, so he doesn't need to deliberately... well, he does need to deliberately listen.

“Master Liu, something seems wrong. Several drivers we usually get along with are making excuses and refusing to come, or they say they’re not here.”

What happened?

"Master Liao told me that someone warned them not to meddle in other people's business..."

Do you know who it is?

"It seems they were Italian..."

"Could it be them? Or is it all about the land for the martial arts school? Could these people challenging the school have all been hired by the Italians...?"

Zhao Hao was completely confused. Was the person challenging the competition Italian?

He glanced at the person sitting leisurely on the ring. The man was of medium height, about 1.7 meters, with dark skin, clearly Asian, or rather, Southeast Asian. The others next to him, however, had a more Latin American or South American style.

How could he possibly be Italian?

What's the inside story behind this?

Originally, Master Liu and his group, seeing that they were no match for the opponent, wanted to ask the masters from several nearby martial arts schools to help them and boost their morale.

Although doing this was already a low-class move, it was just so "coincidental" that the other party arrived, and none of the big shots who were in charge were there!

As a result, no one dared to come!

This is definitely not just a simple challenge!

Although this challenge was already a serious matter, there are probably more things behind it.

"Call the curator!"

The curator wasn't on the other end of the phone; Ma Long answered. Xiao Yu quickly grabbed the phone. "Hey, Uncle Long. Since you're both out, someone's come to cause trouble. I've brought Brother Zhao Ritian over; let him handle it!"

Zhao Hao answered the phone: "Hello, is this Ma Long? Who is Zhao Ritian?!"

"Sigh! The kid doesn't know any better. Don't take it to heart... The most important thing right now is the challenge to the martial arts school; we can't let the school's reputation be ruined. I have no choice but to ask you to take action! I heard the opponent is a master of ancient Muay Thai, and you don't have enough experience in combat, so be careful..."

……

Gulecha is 28 years old this year, in the prime of his life.

His father was a very outstanding Muay Thai master in Siam, but he committed a serious crime in his home country and was forced to illegally immigrate to Ami.

Here he married a Latino woman and they had a son named Gurecha.

Gulecha received extremely rigorous and brutal training from his father from a young age until he emerged from the underground boxing scene two years ago. In those two years, he defeated countless opponents and made a name for himself.

His goal is to open a magnificent martial arts school and promote ancient Muay Thai.

Few martial arts practitioners can resist the allure of bringing glory to their ancestors and achieving fame and fortune.

Just two weeks ago, the Italian Mafia forces in Liberty City approached him, wanting to promote him.

But the prerequisite is that he must directly slap Zhenfan Martial Arts Academy in the face! He must publicly destroy the martial arts academy and ruin its reputation.

The reason why Gureza was able to time things so perfectly, bringing his apprentices to challenge the school today, was also because it was orchestrated by the Italian Mafia.

They learned through certain channels that several key figures in the martial arts academy were absent.

As a martial artist, Gu Liecha naturally knew Li Zhenfan, but he was not a superhuman and did not know that Li Zhenfan, who was ostensibly a martial artist and a celebrity, was actually a superhuman attempting to defy fate.

In literature, there is no first place, but in martial arts, there is no second. Apart from those martial artists who have had direct or indirect contact with Li Zhenfan, who else wouldn't want to have his glory? Most of them have the idea that they can take his place.

Moreover, Li Zhenfan has been dead for ten years, and many martial artists have come to challenge his school since then.

This time it's his turn!

At first, it was quite normal for his elite students to win. But once the veteran students from the martial arts academy started to compete, his students began to lose more often than they won.

He also discovered that this martial arts school truly had something special. In particular, the students' foundations were quite solid, and there were very few students with weaknesses.

In the end, he had no choice but to take matters into his own hands. He first easily dealt with the students, and then began to challenge the instructors.

At this point, Gulecha had already lost control of his strength.

Muay Thai is inherently a life-or-death mentality, especially since he had just cleared his name after two years of fighting in underground boxing.

Those teachers were also quite skilled; he couldn't control his strength, and several of the martial arts school teachers who fell were seriously injured. Two of them have already been sent to the hospital.

The apprentices watching were naturally captivated, becoming more excited the more ferocious the attack. His students had already begun to speak rudely and mock the martial arts academy.

The apprentices at the martial arts academy were somewhat ashamed, especially the young new students in their teens, who were quite frustrated and their trust in the academy began to waver.

This was also one of the purposes of Gulecha and his group's visit: to take the opportunity to completely humiliate the National Martial Arts Academy.

He had seen someone leave earlier, so he knew they were going to call for backup. But no one came up on stage for a while, and he was getting impatient.

"Anyone else want to come up and fight me? If not, I'm taking this sign with me!" He pointed to the Zhenfan Martial Arts Academy plaque hanging on the wall!

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Chapter 42 I'm sorry, I'm coming clean!

Just then, a very young-looking apprentice jumped onto the ring. It was Zhao Hao, who had already changed into a martial arts school uniform.

Gu Liecha looked at Master Liu and the others with a strange expression: "How could you let a trainee go on stage? Are you insulting me?"

After all, Zhao Hao looked to be only about twenty years old. Although he was very proud of himself and felt young again, others naturally felt that he was not qualified to represent the National Martial Arts Academy at such a young age.

Master Liu opened his mouth, unsure how to explain.

The group of Latin Americans underground were also jeering, shouting for Zhao Hao to get down there.

The apprentices at the martial arts school were also puzzled; they'd never seen this person before!

Zhao Hao said, "It's like this: Brother Ma Long taught me boxing for a few days, so I can be considered a disciple of the National Martial Arts Academy. Brother Ma Long isn't here, so I'm representing him in this match."

Master Liu nodded. "This Mr. Zhao Ritian will represent Ma Long in the competition."

"It's not Zhao Ritian, it's Zhao Hao!" Zhao Hao quickly explained.

Little did anyone know that Gu Liecha had inquired beforehand and knew that besides the headmaster, the National Martial Arts Academy also had a member named Ma Long. Upon hearing that Zhao Hao would represent Ma Long in the competition, he immediately became excited.

Guliecha: "Alright! Ritian Zhao! Let's begin!"

Zhao Hao: You don't understand human language, huh? I'm going to beat you to death!

……

It's clear that Gurecha is quite cautious. He constantly uses feints to test the waters, his punches are very careful, and his kicks are small and don't go past the knee. This is completely different from when he fought those instructors before.

Ancient Muay Thai is a brutal and extremely ruthless martial art that emphasizes lethality. Especially when facing a weaker opponent, it unleashes a relentless and unstoppable barrage of attacks. Often, a few ruthless moves are enough to bring down the opponent.

In the previous battles, Gulecha did not spend too much time, the longest of which was only two and a half minutes, because that teacher was extremely steady and practiced a solid fist technique called Iron Wire Fist.

Of course, he endured the longest and was the most seriously injured. In the end, when Gu Liecha's ferocity flared, he used heavy blows, and the Iron Wire Fist master suffered several fractures!

Zhao Hao blocked several rapid jabs, and feeling the force of the punches hitting his forearm, he knew what was going on.

Although the opponent was fast, I could easily handle them. As for the force, it goes without saying that damage of this magnitude is practically negligible unless it hits a vital spot.

He had already replaced the [Young Barrier Master - Toshikami Sumimura] with the [Black Tiger Charge - Afu].