Chapter 122

"Are you sure you don't want to let Liu Haishan try again?" Liu Long asked, looking puzzled.

Xiao Zhi shook his head and replied, "It's better to be magnanimous; after all, he is my own soldier."

Liu Long smiled, turned, and leaped off the third floor.

This action startled Xiao Zhi, who rushed to the window to look down.

The crowd waiting below was also taken aback to see Liu Long jump from the third floor, with the exception of Zhou Yu and his group, who seemed accustomed to such displays and showed no surprise.

After landing, Liu Long walked up to Liu Haishan and said, "You won this round."

Xiao Beibei immediately interjected, "On what grounds are you declaring him the winner?"

"Ask Chief of Staff Xiao in a moment, and you'll understand," Liu Long said. He then walked over to Zhou Yu and whispered something in his ear.

Zhou Yu nodded, said, "Understood," and pulled Liu Haishan aside to talk.

At this moment, Liu Long noticed an amusing scene: Wang Lingling was chattering away at Leng Yuhang.

Leng Yuhang, looking like a victorious rooster, held his head tilted high with a faint smile on his face.

Liu Long turned to Wang Hao and asked, "Haozi, what's going on with those two?"

Wang Hao glanced at Wang Lingling and Leng Yuhang and said, "Why ask me? Ask Little Leng. That female soldier has been by his side ever since you all went inside."

At that moment, Xiao Zhi and the five soldiers emerged.

Xiao Beibei rushed up and asked, "Dad, what happened? Why did Liu Haishan just win?"

Xiao Zhi briefly explained the situation inside and the reason why he had conceded the victory to Liu Haishan.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yu, who had just pulled Liu Haishan aside, was saying, "For the next round, just concede. You can't beat him."

Liu Haishan frowned. "Can't any of you help me?"

"We underestimated the Old Chief's combat prowess," Zhou Yu said. "If we were the ones competing, we would certainly win, but it wouldn't be easy, let alone for you in your current state."

"If you want to win, you have a long way to go in your training."

"Why?" Liu Haishan asked. "I know the Chief is a master of martial arts, but I feel that even if I can't beat him, I wouldn't be at such a huge disadvantage, would I?"

"If you want to get beaten up, go right ahead; I won't stop you," Zhou Yu replied. "I can only tell you this: if you had Little Leng's speed, you might stand a chance at a draw."

Liu Haishan was stunned. He thought for a moment and asked, "What did Instructor Long tell you?"

"In his haste to finish the fight, the Old Chief revealed a hidden skill," Zhou Yu explained.

Liu Haishan frowned, remaining silent as he waited for Zhou Yu to continue.

"Little Long told me that the Old Chief knows not only Tai Chi but also Bagua Palm," Zhou Yu continued. "And it's highly likely that his Bagua Palm is even more formidable than his Tai Chi. During the final moments of the fight, he used Bagua footwork instead of Tai Chi footwork."

"I'm curious how the old man managed to master both styles. Could it be that he suffers from split-personality disorder like I do? Haha," Zhou Yu joked with a laugh.

Liu Haishan was still confused. "Is there a difference? Aren't Tai Chi and Bagua Palm the same thing? Like Tai Chi and Bagua?"

Zhou Yu explained, "The essence of Tai Chi lies in softness concealing strength, balancing the two, using the light to deflect the heavy, and maintaining a very stable stance."

"Bagua Palm, however, is swift and agile, full of intricate changes. The palm techniques may seem plain, but they become faster with every strike, and the footwork is unpredictable."

"That's why almost no one practices both styles at the same time."