CHAPTER 252: CHAPTER 252 TIGER CLAW

The implication is surprisingly that Lu Zheng and Lin Wan are already regarded as fraudsters.

Tian Liyuan is five years younger than Li Changyang and has already fought in the preliminary rounds of the Kunlun Technique. This year he can compete on the same stage with Li Changyang.

Li Changyang defended his Kunlun Technique title last year, and if he could defend it again this year, winning the championship three times in a row, he certainly wouldn’t dare to slack off.

However...

Who made Li Changyang lose?

Moreover, in internal sparring sessions at the club, Li Changyang no longer showed a crushing level of superiority.

So, even though Tian Liyuan, who is one weight class above Li Changyang, still respectfully calls him "Brother Yang," he is inwardly starting to look down on him.

"What do you mean?" Li Changyang glared at Tian Liyuan.

"Don’t be angry, Brother Yang, Liyuan didn’t mean anything else. We’re all friends; no need to apply the external excuses to our own people," another person named Li Fang quickly advised.

It’s just...

The hidden implication is still accusing Lu Zheng and Lin Wan of fakery.

The youngest, Liu Jingbo, looked around worriedly, not understanding why everyone’s tone suddenly became more tense.

"I!"

"Alright, Changyang." Lu Zheng interrupted Li Changyang, "It’s nothing."

Tian Liyuan smacked his lips, revealing a smile of ’as expected,’ "So, we’re all friends. We won’t expose you, no need to have Brother Yang vouch for you."

Once he finished speaking, he turned and asked, "How did you do it? Fooling so many people present?"

Li Changyang squinted his eyes.

Although he was amazed by the video where Lu Zheng knocked out the big wild boar with one hit, he knew Lu Zheng had real skills, so he didn’t doubt the video’s authenticity, leaving him even more stunned by Lu Zheng’s prowess.

Therefore, upon meeting him earlier, his attitude was even more respectful than when in Hai City.

He didn’t expect Tian Liyuan to set him up so quickly.

Lin Wan looked expressionless, casting displeased glances at Li Changyang, subtly regretting agreeing to share a table with them.

Lu Zheng, however, wasn’t bothered, continuing to look at Tian Liyuan with interest, "What do you think?"

"Did you tranquilize the herd of wild boars in advance?" Tian Liyuan asked.

"But those are wild boars; did we catch them from the mountains, tranquilize them, and then let them loose in the city?" Lu Zheng continued, "Isn’t that illegal?"

"Then did you bring tranquilizer guns?"

Lu Zheng then laughed, "So, we can accurately predict that those wild boars would rush into the city and be frightened?"

Tian Liyuan frowned and said, "Did you track those wild boars?"

Lu Zheng looked at him as one would a fool, "We went into the mountains to find the wild boar herd and followed them all the way down into the city?"

Liu Jingbo let out a little laugh, and seeing Tian Liyuan’s dark face, he quickly stifled it.

Li Changyang wouldn’t indulge him, letting out a cold laugh, "Stop watching short videos and blindly believing foolish comments; think more for yourself, otherwise, it’ll be detrimental to fighting if you become stupid."

Tian Liyuan’s face looked unpleasant; hearing Li Changyang’s taunt made him even angrier, "Anyway, you must have faked it!"

This loud shout attracted the attention of many around them.

"Calm down, calm down!" Lu Zheng laughed, gesturing with his hand to lower the tension, "Just casually chatting, no need to rush, no need to be upset."

Li Fang also held onto Tian Liyuan, telling him not to get excited, that it would be unseemly if things escalated.

Tian Liyuan shook off Li Fang’s hand but did not continue shouting. Instead, he confidently whispered, "You wouldn’t dare cause a big scene, right?"

He mistook Lu Zheng’s pacifying as weakness, believing Lu Zheng was afraid of being exposed on the spot.

Lin Wan suddenly spoke coldly from one side, "Can you just speak nonsense without proof?"

Tian Liyuan glanced at Lin Wan and chuckled, "With your thin arms and legs, I could take you five to one. How do you expect me to believe you could knock out a big wild boar in one hit?"

Lu Zheng laughed, then tilted his head at Lin Wan, "Then how do you account for her knocking out those four little boars?"

"Those little boars only weigh about twenty or thirty pounds; most normal people could lift one," Tian Liyuan snorted, "If they were tranquilized, then you could easily carry them however you like."

Lin Wan flexed her fingers, tempted to give him a knock on the head if not for considering her profession.

"So you’re convinced we were deceiving?" Lu Zheng asked.

"What else?" Tian Liyuan shrugged, offering unsolicited advice like a seasoned veteran, "Why imitate Old Ma and Old Yan?

Things were different before; now, everyone’s more knowledgeable, not so easy to fool.

I know your routine: first, create a sense of mystery, make some seemingly real videos, then show your face and make your debut. Continue faking the videos; for performances, hire actors.

But you’re faking kung fu; if several fighting experts come knocking, won’t you be exposed immediately?"

Lu Zheng chuckled, "So you’re saying you’re concerned about us?"

Tian Liyuan glanced disdainfully at Li Changyang before saying, "I don’t want our club to be mocked by the fighting community."

Meaning, if it came to it, pulling out Li Changyang as a reference would embarrass him and others in the same club.

"I *@#$!"

"Stop, stop!" Lu Zheng firmly gripped Li Changyang’s wrist.

Li Changyang felt as if he was being held by an iron clamp, completely unable to move.

"Land God!"

"Alright, alright, what’s with calling me Land God, it’s so childish." Lu Zheng waved it off, then looked at Tian Liyuan, "Do I look like I practice martial arts?"

Tian Liyuan glanced at Lu Zheng’s soft hands and snorted, "No."

Lu Zheng knocked on the table in front of them, producing several light "thud thud" sounds and asked, "Does this table seem sturdy to you?"

This table was a typical diner table with a metal frame and wood board setup, with the tabletop being less than two centimeters thick.

Tian Liyuan snickered, "What? You think you can kick this table apart?"

No wonder Tian Liyuan sneers; splintered boards are a common occurrence in various martial arts shows.

To him, even if Lu Zheng could break the table with a kick, it would merely suggest he’d practiced a few days of taekwondo.

"No, no, no," Lu Zheng shook his head, "The commotion would be too much."

"Hmm?"

Lu Zheng extended his right hand, palm up with his fingers forming a claw, and asked Tian Liyuan, "What is this?"

Tian Liyuan frowned, "Your hand?"

Lin Wan puckered her lips, worried for Tian Liyuan’s intelligence, and interjected, "It’s called Tiger Claw!"

Tian Liyuan frowned, "Showy stuff, but what does it do?"

Lu Zheng didn’t answer, flipping his hand and stabbing it onto the tabletop.

"Scratch!" Like piercing through rotten soil.

He raised his hand to reveal five irregular circular holes in the tabletop, connecting through the table and matching Lu Zheng’s five fingers perfectly.

Lu Zheng brushed off the wood chips lightly and asked, smiling, "How’s that?"