The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1154 - 723: Someone Named Liu Zheng Comes to Challenge the School_2

Chapter 1154: Chapter 723: Someone Named Liu Zheng Comes to Challenge the School_2

"You want to chase me away without even accepting my visiting card, isn’t that disrespectful?"

He retorted.

"Visiting card? What’s that?"

Despite the door between them, Liu Zheng could almost see a pair of clear but oblivious eyes.

"...This is it. If you can’t understand it, show it to Master Ma. He’ll surely understand."

He slipped an A4 paper through the crack in the door.

"And this bottle of Copper Mark Wine from Du Kang Wine Workshop, it’s a present from a junior to a senior. It was hard for me to get."

"I came here with sincerity, but didn’t expect to be treated like this. If word gets out, I wonder how the martial arts community in Metropolis will view the Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi Sect, and how they will view Master Ma Fuguo."

Liu Zheng placed the Copper Mark on the ground and said indignantly.

"I haven’t really mistreated you. My master is genuinely ill. The junior sister said the dojo is closed to visitors until he’s better. There’s nothing I can do."

"Here’s what we’ll do. You wait a moment, and I’ll show your visiting card to my junior sister, okay?"

Such a large accusation made the person inside buckle.

"Can your junior sister make the decision?"

He asked.

"My junior sister is my master’s only daughter. She’s managing the dojo now, of course she can make the decision."

The person inside said.

"Alright, I’ll wait here. Just don’t let me wait too long."

Liu Zheng said reluctantly.

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"Thank you, brother, you’re a good person."

Guo Xiaolu said emotionally.

He thought he’d get scolded, but unexpectedly, the other party readily agreed.

Looks like this guy is genuinely here to visit.

However...

"Couldn’t you just speak at the door instead of writing a bunch of stuff I can’t understand? That’s just pointless."

Guo Xiaolu looked at the visiting card and pouted.

His literacy level wasn’t high, and he could only understand half of the visiting card’s content, leaving the other half somewhat cryptic.

However, the part he could understand was enough to determine it wasn’t a challenge letter.

Guo Xiaolu dashed to the small house in the innermost part of the courtyard.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

He gently knocked on the door.

"What’s the matter?"

A girl’s voice came from inside.

"Someone’s at the door, saying they’re here to visit our master, and handed over a visiting card."

Guo Xiaolu said.

"Visiting card? People are still that old-fashioned these days?"

The person inside sounded puzzled.

"Yeah, that’s what I said too. But that person seems to be from the countryside, maybe they’re just a bit traditional."

Guo Xiaolu speculated.

"Came from the countryside specially to visit my dad..."

After a brief silence, a flash passed before his eyes, and a girl dressed in a white training uniform with a wide red cloth belt appeared in front of him.

The girl blocked his view with her body and casually shut the door.

"Brother, give me the visiting card."

The girl extended her hand.

"Oh, oh."

Guo Xiaolu swallowed, placing the visiting card in her hand.

"Little junior sister is getting prettier."

He marveled inwardly.

The girl lowered her gaze, her long black hair tied in a high ponytail. Although she wore an old-fashioned training uniform without any accessories, her youthful aura was unmistakable.

"Chen Baji Fist? Never heard of it, really must be from the countryside."

The girl mused to herself while examining the visiting card.

Metropolis was a melting pot of races with countless power systems where boxing held no significant advantage compared to others, often at a disadvantage. Naturally, not many were inclined to learn it.

With few learning it, fewer taught it. The city had only so many sects, and even without much knowledge, she’d at least heard their names. Never had she heard of this one.

"But the words are rather nice. How about this, Brother Guo, go to the storeroom and get two bottles of tonic wine. Say my father is too ill to meet guests, and these are a token of thanks for his trouble. Ask him to return when my father’s better, and we’ll surely extend an invitation to him."

The girl contemplated briefly and spoke.

"Huh?"

Guo Xiaolu hesitated.

"What’s wrong? Too long to remember?"

The girl asked.

She knew Guo Xiaolu wasn’t too bright and wasn’t good with people.

Yet, there were no other disciples left in the dojo besides the two of them, and she couldn’t conveniently go herself.

"It’s not that; the person brought a bottle of Copper Mark Wine from Du Kang Wine Workshop as a gift. Giving him just two bottles of tonic wine seems a bit stingy, doesn’t it?"

Guo Xiaolu scratched his head.

"Copper Mark Wine from Du Kang Wine Workshop?!"

The girl widened her eyes.

Now even rural martial masters were so well-off? Just gifting high-end wine like that.

"Are you sure he’s here to visit and not seek apprenticeship?"

The girl questioned, then dismissed her own thought.

"No, even for apprenticeship, such an expensive gift isn’t necessary. What’s this person really after?"

She pondered, looking at the visiting card.

"I don’t know. But you should hurry, or he might get upset and leave, claiming we lack manners."

Guo Xiaolu urged.

"What? How did you manage to provoke him?"

The girl was taken aback.

"I don’t know; I just said what you told me to."

Guo Xiaolu looked innocent.

"You really are something. Sigh, let me deal with you after sending him off."

The girl glared at him, hurriedly making her way to the front door.

Peering through the crack, she only saw a bottle of Copper Mark Wine on the ground.

Confused, Liu Zheng opened the door.

"Hello, are you Miss Ma Baoli?"

A person with tentacles and hooves darted to her side, asking politely.

"Bloody Restaurant!"

The girl’s pupils dilated upon recognizing the uniform on the person.

Then, a spark of electricity flared in the air.

"Lightning Double Whip!"

Her arms encircled with thunder, like Thor wielding dual whips toward the person’s chest.

"You receive the visiting card but don’t entertain guests, and instead, attack on sight. Is this how the city’s martial arts sects operate?"

The person seemed prepared, dodging swiftly to avoid the strike.

"Stop pretending. I know you’re a delivery person from Bloody Restaurant. If you can dodge my move, you’re quite skilled. Spare yourself and leave, and I won’t harm you."

The girl said coldly.

"You haven’t answered my question. Are you Ma Baoli?"

The person asked again.

"Yes, I am. So what?"

The girl, Ma Baoli, said proudly.

"I’m a delivery person from Bloody Restaurant and also a successor of Chen Baji Fist. Liu Zheng visits today not for a challenge, but if Young Master Ma wants a spar, I’m willing."

The person, Liu Zheng, said with resilience.

"You say you’re visiting my dad, but for what? Don’t tell me you admire his martial virtue; even a three-year-old wouldn’t fall for that."

Ma Baoli queried.

"Alright, I heard Elder Ma can summon five heavenly thunders with a table clap, a martial skill unheard of. I wanted to witness it."

He replied half-truthfully.

"Then you came at a bad time. My dad’s bedridden and can’t showcase martial skills now. Return when he’s better."

Ma Baoli softened her tone at his words.

This "Table Clapping Thunder" feat was well-known, and it’s normal for a martial master intrigued by it to want a glimpse.

"May I know what illness Elder Ma has? I have a friend who’s both a priest and a doctor, specializes in various ailments, maybe he can heal Elder Ma."

Liu Zheng immediately said.

"No need, my father’s condition is improving with rest, and seeing strangers is prohibited. Please leave for now."

Ma Baoli continued to refuse.

"I saw Young Master Ma’s arms encircled with thunder, so you must have mastered Elder Ma’s skills. If I can’t see Elder Ma’s brilliance, witnessing your boxing is fine too."

He persisted.

"Why are you so persistent? I told you to leave, didn’t I? If you don’t, I’ll treat you as a challenger."

Ma Baoli said, growing impatient.