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Chapter 936: The shit stirring duo!

Chapter 936: The shit stirring duo!

Translator: Legge Editor: Legge

When they saw this person.

When they saw his face.

When they heard his words.

At the venue, countless people's expressions turned to extreme excitement in an instant!

"Wha-What did he say?"

"He said—Zhang Ye, of the Taiji Fist!"

"Zhang what?"

"Zhang Ye."

"What Ye?"

"Zhang Ye."

"What Zhang?"

"—Go away!"

A lot of people short-circuited for a moment!

"Non-affiliate Chen Zhen" had just taken off his sunglasses and was immediately recognized by the spectators. Even though these martial artists did not usually pay attention to entertainment news and celebrities as they wouldn't possibly be sitting in front of their TVs every day to get ready to watch The Voice of China, it was impossible for most of them to not recognize this person standing before them. Because this person was famous nationwide! Even if they did not watch The Voice, they would still watch TV at times, right? Or had watched the Brain Gold commercial before? Or read the newspapers before? Or watched the news on TV before? Or watched Beijing Television's Spring Festival Gala before? Or played Plants vs. Zombies before? Or had heard about the incident where a Korean celebrity got beaten up? Or heard their friends use those classic catchphrases for scolding people before? Or, when worst came to worst, they surely would have heard about that airplane hijacking incident that caused a sensation across the country, right? As long as they knew about any of those aforementioned examples, they would surely know him. This guy's notoriety was incredibly well-known throughout the country! At most, some of them might be a little unfamiliar with him, but they definitely knew of him!

Liu Yiquan called out, "It's Zhang Ye!"

He Badao said, thrilled, "Goddamn!"

A female non-affiliate stuttered, "Teacher, Teacher Zhang?"

"What's going on?" the Eight Trigrams School's Song Jiao exclaimed.

Xu Fan exclaimed along with her, "Little Junior Bro, just what is going on here?"

Lu Yuhu said with resentment, "I don't know why Teacher Zhang is here today either! Actually, during this time when Eldest Senior Sis was away from Beijing, it was Teacher Zhang who had been taking care Chenchen."

Only Yan Hui who was standing together with the Eight Trigrams School looked very accepting of the situation.

Zhao Yunlong noticed. "Bro Yan, you recognized him early on?"

"That's right." Yan Hui gave a wry smile. "Back during the airplane hijacking incident, I fought alongside Teacher Zhang Ye. We worked together to defeat the terrorists, so I'm a little more familiar with him." Though he said that, Yan Hui had actually recognized him considerably late. It was only when Zhang Ye had entered the ring that he managed to recognize him, but that wasn't because Yan Hui was not alert, nor was it due to him not paying attention to the news as part of the Chinese martial arts community. It was simply because he had not thought along that line at all!

Zhang Ye?

A celebrity?

An A-list celebrity in the domestic entertainment industry?

He actually turned out to be the successor of the Taiji Fist that had been lost for over a hundred years?

In the ring, it was clear from Chen Xi's expression that he knew Zhang Ye as well. "Why is it you!?"

Zhang Ye laughed. "Why can't it be me?"

Outside the ring, a South Wudang disciple shouted, "It just cannot be you!"

At the venue, there were indeed quite a number of people who had watched Zhang Ye's latest film. Everyone here was still quite interested in a martial arts flick like that. In that movie, they clearly remembered the moves that Zhang Ye executed as the villainous Taiji Fist grandmaster. It could easily be described as dogshit, as none of the moves were logical or made any sense at all. Back then, a lot of these martial artists would often bring it up as an after-meal subject and mock that multimillion-RMB film. It was just so unprofessional and was purely done for the onscreen effects. Even they could single-handedly take on at least five of those so-called Taiji Fist experts who appeared in the movie! But when they found out about Zhang Ye's true identity here, today, that he was the actual successor to the legendary Taiji Fist, every one of them could sense a grass mud horse galloping across their vision. And behind this lead grass mud horse, there were another 10,000 grass mud horses surging toward it!

Deception!

What a goddamn deception!

You were obviously the Taiji successor and had even mastered the usage of concealed power! But you being the only successor of this legendary martial arts in this world, and as a Chinese martial arts expert, how could you be so shameless as to use some dogshit, fake-ass Taiji Fist moves to deceive the audience? Deceive the film buffs?

Fuck, do you have a conscience, you?!

Fuck, do you have any shame, you?!

If the Taiji grandmaster from over a hundred years ago were still alive, he would surely be driven to the grave by you!

You were faking all those moves!

Outside the ring, the Zhou Family Style's Fourth Bro Zhou roared angrily, "Isn't your name Chen Zhen?!"

"When one is away from home, doesn't one go by several aliases?" Zhang Ye was unabashed, unashamed, and unembarrassed.

Someone from the Huashan Sect said, "But on the deathmatch agreement, you signed off as 'Chen Zhen'! This is cheating! How can you still be considered a martial hero if you behave this way? How can you be considered a member of the martial arts community?"

Zhang Ye looked at that person below the ring and boldly asserted, "Listen up, bro! I studied broadcasting in university, and my main profession is hosting. My side jobs involve me producing TV shows, performing crosstalks, writing calligraphy, composing poems, or if I go a little further, doing some mathematical research, or if I go even further, would bring me to guest starring in a movie!" Pausing, Zhang Ye smiled coldly at that person. "Who the hell is a member of your martial arts community?"

That Huashan Sect disciple was at a loss for words!

When everyone else heard this, they were also unable to snap back!

"I didn't have time to bother with you people earlier, but you're trying to cast doubt on me now? Even bringing up the martial arts community to me? And being a hero?" Zhang Ye looked at those people from the large sects and said, "Two grandmasters of our martial arts world laying a trap and working on the inside with the National Martial Arts Association. The large sects colluding together and marching into battle as one. All of this just to deal with a single female comrade? Do you people need your fucking honor! Don't try to talk to me about whatever rules of the martial arts community. Zhou Tianpeng already made the first move several years ago by interrupting a fight and causing the loss of two lives. So what justification do you people have? Weren't you people damn insistent on making sure that Old Rao didn't leave this place alive? The National Martial Arts Association, who should have presided over this case as judge, has also joined the fuck in to muddy the truth and assist in doing evil? Just tell me, what sort of a martial arts community is this? Is this what you call being heroes? Is this what a grandmaster is like? Fuck you people! The entertainment industry is a much cleaner place than here!"

The Eight Trigrams School's Song Jiao cheered, "Well said!"

Xu Fan also said excitedly, "Teacher Zhang! Beautifully said!"

Zhao Yunlong cursed, "These bastards! Not a single one of them is a good person! Bullying our Eldest Senior Sis just because she stands alone? Even setting a trap by calling for a deathmatch? Ha! I bet none of you could have expected our Eldest Senior Sis to have backup!"

Lu Yuhu clenched his fist and exclaimed, "Teacher Zhang, thank you!"

"Right, Master Zhang, all of us fellow disciples of the Eight Trigrams School will forever remember your grace!"

"Thank you for today!"

"Thank the heavens you came here today!"

"Thank you for your great kindness, Teacher Zhang!"

"Your supreme grace and kindness will be returned someday!"

The Eight Trigrams School's disciples knew that if it weren't for Zhang Ye being here today, their Eldest Senior Sis would definitely have stood no chance of winning! But now, that situation had been completely reversed! Their Eldest Senior Sister and a martial arts expert who practiced Taiji were fighting together in this deathmatch. It seemed like their chances of winning were increasing by the moment!

Rao Aimin said as she fought, "Why are you guys thanking him? This rascal still owes me rent!"

Zhang Ye said, a bit speechless, "Didn't you say that you would waive it?"

"Did I ever say so?"

"Yes, you did. You even said that you would leave the apartments to me."

"Hur hur."

Right at this moment, Zhou Tianpeng was unable to dodge an attack and received a blow from Rao Aimin's palm. He was struck so hard that sweat flew from his forehead!

Disciples from the Zhou Family Style School and many of the large sects looked gloomy!

Shit!

This is bad!

Judging from the way that Zhang fellow had spoken with Treacherous Rao, their relationship was not just simply knowing each other; it was clearly much deeper than that!

After engaging in some banter, Zhang Ye said to those in the audience, "To all my fellow colleagues of our martial arts world, you come from large and small sects. There's also those who are not affiliated with any sects, but everyone is an adult and should know right from wrong, and understand what is good and evil. If any of you still have a shred of conscience and dignity left, touch your chest and ask yourselves this: Is it really necessary to align yourselves to this sort of martial arts association? If Zhou Tianpeng and Chen Xi are willing to hide the truth to deal with Old Rao this way, one of you might get handled this way some other day! Is there even any meaning for a bullshit association like this one to exist anymore? Are they worth pledging your allegiance to in a war?"

A lot of those from the small sects and the non-affiliates went quiet. Zhang Ye's words had motivated them into contemplation.

The Huashan Sect's Fan Wen shouted, "You better watch your words! Are you slandering the National Martial Arts Association? You have to answer to the law for that!" He had blurted this out!

But Zhang Ye shot right back at him, "You're talking about the law with me? Why didn't any of you bring up the law when Zhou Tianpeng killed two people? Instead, why were you using the rules of the martial arts community when you talked of him causing their deaths? Do you even know what the goddamn law is, you! Slander? Sue me then! Oh, but I think you don't know that I have recently gained a license to practice law!"

Fan Wen was literally choked back by his own words!

The Iron Palm's Master Sun said, "It was Rao Aimin who broke the rules first!"

A high-ranking monk of the Shaolin Monastery said, "Today's dispute has nothing at all to do with your Taiji branch of martial arts. Almsgiver, please stand down and not commit a mistake here!"

Zhang Ye laughed heartily. "Nothing to do with me? Then what the fuck has it got anything to do with your Huashan Sect, Iron Palm, and Shaolin Monastery? Did Old Rao beat up your mother or your father? Why are you people bouncing around here? Stop trying to bullshit me! Your martial arts are not good, yet all of you are here taking sides and forming cliques and blowing hot air! Blowing hot air in front of me? Do you people know what I do for a living? You wish to debate me? Sure, let's decide on the topic then! Arguing or what? I can stand alone against several hundred of you at once! If I can't beat all of you, I will take on your family names! Shall we try?"

The large sects' disciples were shaken by Zhang Ye's shamelessness!

Yet no one came forward to debate him! This was a proper martial arts conference. Who the hell would want to argue with you over something like that! Of course, the most critical factor was that they knew in their heart of hearts that when it came to arguing, absolutely none of them were his match. This was what he did for a living in the first place! Besides, they had witnessed for themselves the power of Zhang Ye's eloquence at the resort's restaurant last night! It was truly a representation of words being able to revive the dead! Looking at those wounded and limping people wrapped in bandages in attendance today, and then thinking back on yesterday, they realized that all this was the fucking consequence of Zhang Ye's words, which kickstarted it all. Before the Martial Arts Conference was even convened, their forces were almost totally wiped out!

Other than him, who else in the world could achieve something like that?

What sort of talent was that?

What sort of a mouth was that!?

They had finally seen for themselves just how much of a hooligan Zhang Ye was. He was as terrible as the news and the Internet had described him! It was little wonder that he and Rao Aimin knew each other, and even had so much in common. Fundamentally, these two people walked more or less the same path. Rao Aimin was a shit stirrer of the Chinese martial arts world, while Zhang Ye was a shit stirrer of the entertainment industry. If these two were not friends, then who would be friends?

Today, these two notorious shit stirrers of their respective fields were standing together to face their enemies!

So ask yourself, who in the entire world could match these two terrible hooligans!?