360: Chapter 357 Deadly Struggle

However, at this moment, Boss Ma noticed that Zhou Sheng's expression was somewhat ugly.

"Great Master Zhou, is there a problem?"

Boss Ma looked up and saw that the few people above, including Master Zhang, had not moved, and their expressions were not very good.

Boss Ma immediately understood that his words were likely inappropriate.

Just as he was preparing to speak and ease the atmosphere, he saw Zhou Sheng pinching his fingers, shaking his head, and sighing, "They can fight, but I've calculated it, and if they start fighting, these two masters will be met with impending bloodshed. I'm afraid it won't go well."

"You! What do you mean by that?"

Master Lin, who was already brimming with anger, could no longer sit still. He pointed at Zhou Sheng's nose and started berating him.

He was truly furious inside, thinking that since they were all in the same line of work, how could it really prove the saying that peers are enemies.

"It means nothing. This Daoist simply feels that those who eat vegetarian food have no need to compete with those who eat meat; there is no comparison to be made." Zhou Sheng shook his head, completely disregarding the other man's expression.

"Great Master Zhou! I see that you are also a practitioner of the Dao. Are you looking down on the two of us brothers?"

At this moment, one of the two masters stood up and cupped his hands. He hadn't originally intended to spar, but these words were somewhat insulting.

Having practiced martial arts for many years, although the two were currently forced to do such base work for money, those with real skills would naturally still have some pride.

Just as Zhou Sheng was about to say something, Zhang Zhao, who was above, suddenly held the railing and spoke loudly,

"This master, Old Zhou is right. We have seen the skills of you two just now. Your Excellency's Wing Chun is very profound; I admire it. And this Taiji expert beside you also possesses the essence of Taiji.

However, there is no need to spar. Your training direction is different from ours; comparing them is useless and would only easily damage the harmony between us."

Seeing Zhang Zhao speak, Li Changsheng nodded from the side. Master Zhang's persuasion was quite good.

They were just watching the show. Between martial artists who had reached this level, unless there was a life-and-death enmity, there was no need to spar in public.

"That's right! I am Li Changsheng. If you two masters are interested in sparring, we can find a room later to spar in private. I guarantee it will be satisfying for you both. Let's just leave it for now, how about that?"

Li Changsheng also cupped his hands and smiled.

Hearing these words, Boss Ma was lost in thought, while the two masters of Wing Chun and Taiji realized the situation instantly.

They looked at Li Changsheng and the others with somewhat solemn expressions, cupped their hands, and took a half-step back to show their stance.

However, while some understood the situation, there were also complete laymen.

"Master Ye, Master Guo, what is the meaning of this? Are you trying to make me lose Face?"

Master Lin glared at the two of them with unkind eyes.

He didn't understand the ins and outs of the martial arts world at all, and he didn't even fully understand the ins and outs of Feng Shui and physiognomy.

Although the rules of the martial arts world here in Hong Kong were quite clear, and the rules from the old society could still be seen in Hong Kong.

However, some things were still missing, such as the matter of sparring in public.

In the last century, Hong Kong still strictly adhered to them, but nowadays, there weren't so many formalities between each other.

It was just that some old masters passed them down by word of mouth to their Direct Personal Disciples.

"Sigh, Master Lin, I think we should just let it go. Since neither side has the intention, why not just leave it at that for today? Let's drink some tea and chat; that would be quite nice."

As the host, Boss Ma hurriedly tried to smooth things over. Although he didn't understand the intricacies, he was a shrewd person and possessed the ability to read the room.

However, it would have been better if Boss Ma hadn't spoken. With this, Master Lin felt his Face was even more damaged, thinking that even Boss Ma felt he was incompetent and that the people he brought were cowardly.

"Boss Ma, you give me Face, and today I will give you Face. Don't worry, I, Lin, will definitely let Boss Ma witness this spar!"

Master Lin waved his hand with a gesture of camaraderie.

Boss Ma's heart sank immediately, and he was almost angered to death.

This idiot, who the hell wants you to give me Face! Can't you read the room?

"Master Lin, this is still…"

"Sigh, Boss Ma, don't say anything else. I definitely won't make things difficult for you." Master Lin waved his hand, looked fiercely at the two masters, and said in a deep voice, "Master Ye, Master Guo, I assume you both are clear about the association's agreement."

Hearing this, Master Ye and Master Guo tensed up, their expressions very conflicted. Others might think this was just an agreement the association had made beforehand.

But they knew that Master Lin was clearly using the contract to threaten them!

Bang!

Just then, there was a dull thud from above. Zhang Zhao slapped the railing and pointed at Master Lin, cursing, "Damn! You son of a bitch Master Lin, you idiot Master Lin, can you not understand human language?!"

"The rules of the martial arts world: in public, we don't perform, we only kill. Do you think we martial artists are here to put on a monkey show for you?

If you want to watch a monkey show, go to the Emei Sect; buy a ticket and you can watch all you want!"

Zhang Zhao's words caused Master Lin's Face to turn shades of green and red.

Unfortunately, these words hit home. He looked around and indeed discovered that the two masters he had brought were also looking at him with strange and complicated expressions.

There was no doubt that the other party was right; he was the only one who didn't understand the rules and was still here bragging shamelessly.

"Master Lin, if this were the Hong Kong of the past, if you dared to call two fighters to spar in a triad venue, believe it or not, before the fighters even made a move, the triad bosses would have hacked you to death, you damn bastard!"

The one speaking was none other than Chen Youcai, who had just returned to the cruise ship carrying large and small bags. Old Chen spoke with a mouth full of Cantonese, making Master Lin's Face darken another shade.

He wanted to retort and was preparing to raise his hand to demand an answer from Old Chen, but he had underestimated Old Chen's lethality.

"Damn bastard! Daring to swindle in Hong Kong, you must have some triad background, right? Tell me, which stall are you from? Oh, right, most of the stalls in Hong Kong have moved away now.

Which hall in Southeast Asia are you from? Say it out, and maybe I'll know it."

Boss Ma was quite surprised to hear this, and he looked at Master Lin suspiciously. He naturally understood some of the situation with Hong Kong triads.

They used to be very rampant, but now they have calmed down a lot; either they have successfully gone legit, or they have moved overseas.

He looked carefully at Master Lin's expression. Although it hadn't changed much, Boss Ma had been reading people for many years, and at a glance, he knew that what Master Chen said was likely eight or nine parts true.

Seeing this, where his heart leaned was self-evident.

"Master Lin, let's leave it at that for today. I apologize for the offense. I will send a generous gift another day. Please leave."

As he spoke, Boss Ma reached out his hand. This statement could be considered leaving him plenty of Face.

Master Lin's expression was ugly; he hadn't expected Boss Ma to be so unwilling to give him Face. Yes, in his view, this was not giving him Face.

He wanted to satisfy Boss Ma's desire to see a good show, but in the end, Boss Ma turned his back on him.

"Boss Ma, just one fight, let my association's masters fight them. Just one fight is enough, they definitely have real skills; you saw it just now."

These words caused Boss Ma to frown tightly. He hadn't expected this Master Lin to be such a sticky nuisance; not only could he not read the room, but he was also so relentless.