"I ended up at Teacher Lin’s place in such a muddle and then was revived by him!" Upon hearing Liu Wentao and Yang Guang’s words, Xiao Li almost fainted again. What was this situation? Seeing his own danger, they didn’t consider if Teacher Lin had dical skills and carried him for treatnt—it was too absurd! But his luck was incredibly good to have encountered a remarkable healer like Teacher Lin. He not only revived him but nearly healed all his external injuries..."
"That’s how it was; we really didn’t think too much at the ti."
"We just felt confident that Teacher Lin could handle it."
"Yeah, we couldn’t think of anyone else at that mont."
...
Looking at Teacher Lin, the students from the Taekwondo Association felt even more embarrassed. The situation was really chaotic earlier; without much thought, they brought the injured Xiao Li to Teacher Lin. It was so inconsiderate, but at the mont no one had any other ideas. Only when Liu Wentao ntioned Teacher Lin, everyone just knew he was capable and might save Xiao Li. They rushed him over without delay. But who would have thought not only did Teacher Lin have dical skills, but his skills were also exceptionally high, and he easily saved Xiao Li’s life.
"You guys should not have brought soone here without knowing if I had dical skills. Don’t you realize that with the way you handled Xiao Li with his internal injuries, it could have been very dangerous even if he was taken to a hospital," Teacher Lin said helplessly after listening to them, shaking his head. These students acted without careful consideration, which could easily have led to disaster.
Carrying such a badly injured person around without knowing the circumstances could have left Xiao Li with only half his life left.
And it could have potentially resulted in severe long-term consequences, affecting him for the rest of his life.
"By the way, Teacher Lin, Wei Jiawu left so harsh words when he was leaving. He told us to dissolve the Taekwondo Association quickly, or he would co to challenge us again. He said that such flashy but ineffectual things are good against the old n and won, but useless against anyone else, and that learning a bit without practical use is pointless. We were carrying Xiao Li and thought, we must ask Teacher Lin to help us out. Taekwondo is not as useless as he claid. Teacher Lin, when you were in Yuegang, you even defeated that black belt ninth dan instructor without them being able to fight back!"
Liu Wentao suddenly rembered, as they were carrying Xiao Li, they had in mind to ask Teacher Lin for help with Wei Jiawu. But everyone was so tense with Xiao Li’s condition that they forgot. Now that Xiao Li was safe, this matter ca up again. As Teacher Lin was there, he had to ask for his help; otherwise, if Wei Jiawu continued to co and challenge them, the Taekwondo Association would truly be in trouble.
This incident was embarrassing enough; if they faced another challenge, the Taekwondo Association might as well not exist.
"Teacher Lin, please help us! Wei Jiawu is really strong. If you don’t help us, no one can defeat him when he cos to issue a challenge next ti, and the Taekwondo Association will be ruined!" Yang Guang was also very anxious now, not knowing when Wei Jiawu would co to issue a challenge. If Teacher Lin didn’t help, the Taekwondo Association would really be in danger. None of them could stand against him, and then it would all be over!
"Teacher Lin, I beg you, please help us!"
"Teacher Lin, please think of a solution!"
"How should we deal with Wei Jiawu?"
...
Now that Xiao Li’s matter was settled, the students began to panic. Liu Wentao was right; Wei Jiawu was still going to issue challenges, and currently, no one could beat him. If things continued like this, the reputation of the Taekwondo Association would be completely tarnished. They had to ask Teacher Lin for help today, otherwise, all the students’ efforts would be in vain, and they couldn’t allow this to happen.
Hearing the students’ pleas, Lin Feng didn’t take it too seriously. After all, it was a matter of sparring between students, and he had no reason to get involved. This was not like that ti in Yuegang, and Wei Jiawu was not Wang ng. He was not going to intervene. Even if he wanted to help these students, it couldn’t be overt. However, claiming Taekwondo had no lethal power was a bit much; National Arts were only slightly better in actual combat. In the end, it all depended on who was using it. With a solid foundation, anything could be formidable.
In this era, ordinary students weren’t ant to learn to kill. It was unnecessary to elevate oneself to a moral high ground. In Lin Feng’s view, whether it was National Arts or Taekwondo, they were both ant for physical training. Strengthening one’s body, there was no need to argue over which held the moral high ground.
Seeing the students pleading, Lin Feng also felt quite helpless. He had only just returned from Lin Family Village and stumbled upon this situation—it was an incredible coincidence. Yet, surrounded by this group, it would be difficult for him to leave without teaching them sothing. But his expertise in Taekwondo was only average, and the sa went for what they called National Arts. His own techniques were deadly, even surpassing simply killing; they were not suitable for them at all!
So, what should he do? Lin Feng thought quietly for a mont before speaking again.
"Liu Wentao, Yang Guang, you two try to reenact his moves, particularly how he defeated you. Demonstrate it for to see," Lin Feng finally said, having no other choice but to ask Liu Wentao and Yang Guang to reenact the sparring before figuring out a solution.
"Yes, Teacher Lin!"
"Alright, Teacher Lin!"
...
When Liu Wentao and Yang Guang heard Teacher Lin make such a request, they knew he must be thinking of a way to help the students. So, they echoed Teacher Lin’s words and then started to recreate the scene from that ti on the open ground...
...
It took more than half an hour for the two to roughly imitate Wei Jiawu’s moves with the help of other students. After discussing and confirming that there was nothing else to add, they finally stopped.
"Teacher Lin, that’s the situation," they said.
"His speed is fast; his strength is great, and with those moves, the lethality is really substantial."
After Liu Wentao and Yang Guang had finished their demonstration, they proactively reported to Teacher Lin, hoping that their efforts would be of great help. They knew if Teacher Lin could co up with a thod to deal with Wei Jiawu, only then would they have a chance against him!
"So he’s using the Thrust Fist routine within the Splitting Hanging Palm!" Lin Feng realized what they had demonstrated as soon as Liu Wentao and Yang Guang finished, imdiately recognizing the branch of National Arts it belonged to. Their performance was conspicuously characteristic. Knowing it was Splitting Hanging Palm made things easier; although he didn’t practice it, he still understood its essence and the principles. After brief thought, he ca up with a solution.
"The focus of the Splitting Hanging Palm lies in the sharpness of the upper body palm technique. The reason you feel his palm strikes are powerful is not because of his palm force per se, but because he leverages the sudden acceleration force of the entire body brought about by his legs. To counter that is relatively simple: mainly restrict his mobility, and his palm strength will naturally not be as great. Haven’t you noticed that when he strikes with his palm, it’s always with a sudden thrust forward? That’s because he’s always leveraging the power of his body to augnt the force of his palm," Lin Feng explained the key points of the Splitting Hanging Palm. Knowing the details, dealing with Wei Jiawu would really not be difficult.
"Yes, that’s exactly how he was!"
"We were wondering what that was all about!"
"So he was borrowing force!"
"Now it all makes sense."
...
Now all the students present recalled the situation; it was indeed just as Teacher Lin had described. Whenever he struck with his palm, it was always with a forward charge, never from a static position. So that’s the crux – Teacher Lin truly was amazing. Just watching our demonstration, he figured out which routine Wei Jiawu used. That’s almost magical! Could Teacher Lin not only be a Taekwondo master but also a National Arts master?
However, this all seed improbable. Teacher Lin himself was a French teacher at the school. The re fact that he was proficient in such a difficult language and Taekwondo was already astonishing. Now if people were to find out he also knew National Arts, how would others cope? The most crucial point was Teacher Lin’s youth; aside from him, no one else could master so much at such a young age – he was extraordinarily skilled beyond description.
"So, Teacher Lin, what should we do?" Liu Wentao looked to Lin Feng. Despite being utterly amazed by Teacher Lin, what mattered most was figuring out a way to deal with Wei Jiawu. Their only hope was that Teacher Lin would co up with a good strategy; otherwise, they really didn’t know what the consequences would be.
"Yes, Teacher Lin, please tell us quickly what to do, don’t keep us anxious!" Yang Guang also asked Lin Feng anxiously. How could he not be worried when faced with such a situation? This was a matter of the Taekwondo Association’s survival. If even Teacher Lin couldn’t think of a way to deal with Wei Jiawu, and they lost against him again next ti, the association’s mbership would surely plumt, and the school might well stop funding them. The situation they had managed to maintain until today wasn’t easy to co by; they couldn’t let the Taekwondo Association be destroyed no matter what!
"Yes, Teacher Lin, please tell us what to do quickly."
"Teacher Lin, please help us."
"Teacher Lin, help us quickly, please!"
...
The students, upon hearing Teacher Lin identify the type of National Arts Wei Jiawu used, imdiately beca anxious, asking for guidance. Since Teacher Lin could pinpoint such details, surely he knew exactly what to do, right? Wouldn’t that an the Taekwondo Association could be saved and withstand Wei Jiawu’s challenge?
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