Cultivating through increasing my stats in America-Chapter 47 - Sparring Guidance

Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Sparring Guidance

Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Sparring Guidance

Li Ang approached and realized that the man before him looked somewhat familiar.

“Who are you?”

“My name is Tyler, Tyler Bair, we met at the police station the other night.”

“Oh, Officer Tyler, sorry, I didn’t recognize you in your plain clothes today.”

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“I mean, you’re wearing your own clothes today, it’s quite different from the uniform.”

After explaining, Li Ang turned his attention to the woman beside him.

“Katrina Bayer, my younger sister, we came today because we want to…”

Tyler explained their thoughts to Li Ang in detail.

“I might not be very familiar with the legal aspects of this, but the video, it was taken with Miss Sheila’s camera. Have you asked for her opinion?”

Li Ang quite liked the siblings since they had taken the initiative to come to him to share the revenue.

In his experience, many video creators, not to mention using surveillance footage, often straight-up copy or take others’ videos, then still have the guts to claim they’re original.

If the actual content owner showed up, they would just play dead and wouldn’t pay a penny until a court verdict forced them to.

“Of course, before coming here, we already went to see Miss Sheila, and she said we could leave the matter entirely up to you.”

Katrina said, her eyes shining as she looked at Li Ang.

She was somewhat thrilled because the faces weren’t clear in the surveillance video, and contrary to her expectations, this Chinese-American guy who knew martial arts turned out to be more handsome than she thought.

After some discussion, they decided on a 9-to-1 revenue split.

Which meant that besides this video, they could continue to collaborate in the future.

Katrina would get ten percent of the income and would be in charge of account management, video copywriting, shooting, editing, and so on.

While Li Ang only needed to let Katrina occasionally film his own videos.

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Even though Li Ang was the main character of the video, and Katrina wasn’t the one who shot it, she had merely done some basic editing.

But sometimes, the viral success of these videos is very random; while quality content is the foundation for a video’s popularity, it does not guarantee high viewership.

Thus, to say that Katrina had no role in the process would be inaccurate.

For Li Ang, who was still a novice, this distribution model actually favored him.

After all, what he provided was not like a copyright sold directly to Katrina but merely a right to use.

If Li Ang were a product, then Katrina was like a distributor, it was that simple.

Tyler was a bit helpless about his own sister; at home, they had agreed on a bottom line of an 8-to-2 split, but Katrina had reduced it to 9-to-1 without doing anything.

However, he didn’t have much say in the matter since it was his sister’s work, and she was willingly doing it.

“I want to know, what’s that sound coming from the backyard behind your house?”

As a police officer, Tyler was naturally sensitive to such information.

Li Ang smiled helplessly and replied:

“Oh, that’s one of my neighbors, he is learning Chinese Kung Fu, and that’s the sound he makes.”

“Can we have a look?”

Catina poked her head forward, quite curious.

“Certainly.”

Li Ang led them to the backyard behind the house.

“Look at me, you saucy tree, I’m sure you’ll love my big, hard fists.”

“Bang!”

“Why aren’t you talking? Are you too thrilled to tremble and speak? Answer me!”

Watching the continuing scene, Charles had no idea what else to say to the trembling tree in front of him when Li Ang quickly coughed on purpose.

“Hey, Li, I have to tell you, I’ve found a good way to relax while practicing…”

Charles started saying while turning his head, and then his words abruptly stopped.

“Uh… that…”

Charles’s mind immediately crashed.

None of the four people spoke, and the air instantly froze.

“This is my good buddy, Charles, he’s been learning martial arts with me lately.”

“Charles, this is Officer Tyler, and his sister, Catina.”

In the end, it was Li Ang who broke the awkward silence, introducing both sides to each other.

“Hello, hello.”

Entering the familiar greeting scene, the expressions of several people became animated.

“The weather is quite nice today.”

“Yes, it is indeed.”

After some awkward chitchat, it was Tyler who started a new topic.

“You know, Li, I have a small request, that is, could you spar with me?”

To make his request sound less abrupt, Tyler added:

“Actually, we could also film the sparring session, it might get a decent number of views.”

“No problem, we can do that.”

Li Ang nodded.

Although he was not the kind of person to fight anyone who randomly challenged him on the street, since there was no hostility, exchanging a few moves wasn’t a big deal. After all, martial arts is a practical discipline; how can one improve without sparring?

He was also curious about the combat skills of American police officers.

Charles, on the side, although he didn’t quite understand the talk of filming videos and viewership, was happy to watch the excitement.

Most importantly, everyone’s attention was finally off him.

Both men stood on the open ground, with Li Ang positioning himself in a Tongbei Quan starting stance and making a beckoning motion with his hand, indicating for Tyler to make a move.

Tyler didn’t hesitate, stepping forward with a side kick that was both standard and sharp, clearly showing specialized training.

However, even though Li Ang reacted, he chose not to dodge.

In Tongbei Quan, there’s an important practice involving eye strength.

Li Ang could tell by his posture and muscle movements that Tyler’s kick was not at full force, but merely a probing one.

If he followed his opponent’s thinking and dodged, he would fall into his rhythm.

Li Ang bore the kick with his forearm. The power was a bit more than he had anticipated, but it was still within the range that he, who had begun the “Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Training,” could handle.

He promptly took advantage of the moment Tyler’s leg was immobile, putting force into his palm and striking Tyler’s knee joint.

“Snap!”

The seemingly light slap was only truly understood by Tyler, who had felt its damaging force.

“Wait, wait, I think our match can end now.”

Tyler was bending over, rubbing his leg.

“Um… I think my leg might have twisted a bit, not in the best shape today, let’s do this another time.”

Thinking to himself, Tyler reflected on how Li Ang seemed unfazed by his kick, while he couldn’t withstand a single slap. How could the match continue?