Chapter 1402 - 1403: Taking Down the Signboard
Yang Fei spoke, raising his hand, and Fan Yi and Mad Blade also raised theirs.
Cui Xiang grumbled, "Chief Instructor, saying that makes it seem like you're belittling me, Cui Xiang."
"Business aside, whether there's money involved or not, you are my battle flag, Cui Xiang. Wherever you charge, I will follow."
As he spoke, he, too, raised his hand.
Three Swords said coldly, "Fellow Huaxia people, blood is thicker than water; I'm not good at saving people, but count me in for killing."
Shen Feng and Ghost Wolf quietly raised their hands, and the others followed suit.
Dan Dan also proudly raised his hand high.
"If you're all going, Lord Dan can't not go, otherwise it'd seem like I'm not a friend. I'm going too."
Yang Fei knew that although Dan Dan's skills weren't great, his Dragon Talisman often worked wonders, so he didn't stop him.
Seeing everyone united, Yang Fei nodded satisfactorily.
"Thus, let's discuss and first determine the plan of action, everyone contribute..."
Just then, Cui Xiang raised his hand.
"Reporting, Chief Instructor, I need to go to the bathroom."
Yang Fei widened his eyes, "Hmm?"
To his inquisitive gaze, Cui Xiang seemed oblivious, clutching his belly, grimacing painfully.
Yang Fei knew the nature of these guys; they're fine with fighting, but planning and strategizing is harder than killing them.
He reluctantly nodded, and Cui Xiang immediately dashed off, Mad Blade following suit, muttering.
"Weird, suddenly I have to pee too, could it be contagious?"
Yang Fei was both angry and amused, giving a command, "Mad Blade, stop right there!"
Mad Blade jumped in fright, then clutched his belly in distress.
"Chief Instructor, my stomach hurts, I need to poop..."
Yang Fei was both exasperated and amused, glancing at the others, who all wore similar expressions of shock and avoidance.
Yang Fei sighed.
"You all must become generals in the future; without strategy and planning, how will you lead troops into battle?"
Mad Blade grinned cheekily at Yang Fei.
"The future can wait; for me, nothing beats following Brother Fei."
Everyone roared with laughter and rushed out, dispersing far away.
Yang Fei looked at the empty hall, sighed again.
"Commanding is an art, a technical skill only someone as handsome as I can do well."
Dan Dan chuckled, rolled his eyes at Yang Fei, and left the hall like everyone else, ignoring Yang Fei.
The unfortunate Commander Yang Fei had to comfort himself while drafting the action plan.
As Yang Fei was formulating the plan, the situation in Luoshanji deteriorated further.
Due to the Liu Zhengxiang incident, emotions among the Huaxia people and people of Sang Country in Luoshanji became even more polarized.
This trend first manifested between Sang Country's Karate dojo and Huaxia's National Art Gallery.
Huaxia's National Art Gallery once thrived.
After Huaxia Kung Fu movie star Tang Xiaolong brought Huaxia Kung Fu to Hollywood screens last century, a global craze for Huaxia Kung Fu erupted.
Various National Art Galleries sprang up with it, like bamboo shoots after rain, emerging overnight in countries worldwide.
Later, Sang Country's Karate, Korea's Taekwondo, Brazil's Soft Boxing, Tai Country's Thai boxing, and yoga also emerged.
Huaxia's National Art Gallery was gradually overshadowed by various martial arts halls.
A decade ago, Huaxia War God founded Yinxue Tower, unbeatable worldwide, with numerous followers truly elevating Martial Arts to a new Realm.
Huaxia National Arts flourished, National Art Galleries worldwide were countless.
Conversely, Karate, Taekwondo, Thai boxing, and other factions' martial arts were suppressed to insignificance.
However, during this period, Huaxia Martial Arts Holy Land Yinxue Tower encountered a thunderstorm, Martial God and a group of Transcending into Holiness masters vanished, severely weakening Huaxia National Arts.
During this time, martial arts worldwide revived, with Karate developing most rapidly, like a raging wildfire sweeping globally.
Karate grabbed the largest slice of martial arts hall business, followed by Korea's Taekwondo.
This decade could be called the golden decade for Karate and Taekwondo's rapid development.
If this trend continues, relatively easier-to-learn Karate and Taekwondo could squeeze Huaxia National Arts out of the market within a few years.
Ancient Huaxia National Arts might even become lost.
At this moment, Yang Fei announced he would rebuild Yinxue Tower, restoring Huaxia Martial Arts to its peak.
Moreover, he innovatively launched three major systems, including Martial God Space.
These systems directly salvaged Huaxia Martial Arts' decline.
The ancient Huaxia National Arts philosophy fused with modern high-tech Martial God Space and other electronic systems, reigniting Huaxia National Arts.
Thus, competition between Karate and Huaxia National Art Gallery in the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance intensified.
Already hostile martial arts forces further heightened their rivalry due to the Liu Zhengxiang incident.
After repeated dojos clashes, brawls, the now lonely Huaxia National Art Gallery struggled to endure, its situation worsening.
Dragonwei Martial Arts Hall, the largest Huaxia National Art Gallery in Luoshanji, now faced imminent closure.
At this moment, Master Long Wu, the dojo master of Dragonwei Martial Arts Hall, stood before the entrance, staring at the black-background gold-lettered signboard.
This signboard had dominated the entrance atop this martial arts hall for over fifty years.
This was hung by Long Wu's grandfather himself.
The signboard had weathered the passage of time, accumulating moss, exuding an ancient aura.
"Dragonwei Martial Arts Hall!"
These four characters represented the former glory of Luoshanji's Huaxia National Art Gallery.
Once, Dragonwei Martial Arts Hall's name was renowned not only throughout Luoshanji but across the lands of Mysterious Country.
But now, Long Wu had to take it down, glory becoming past, unbearable humiliation looming.
In yesterday's fight, Dragonwei Martial Arts Hall was defeated by Sang Country's Gangzhi Style Karate.
By regulation, Dragonwei Martial Arts Hall lost not only reputation but also its property and land title.
Long Wu never imagined one day he'd be so downcast, unable to preserve his ancestral martial arts hall.
To Long Wu, this was an utterly intolerable great shame.
Long Wu stared blankly at Dragonwei Martial Arts Hall's gold-lettered signboard, filled with mixed emotions.
"Father, do we really have to take down this gold-lettered sign?"
At this moment, a tall and lanky young man emerged from the door, standing beside Long Wu.
He looked at the signboard atop the door with a melancholy expression.
The over fifty-year-old Long Wu, with bandages wrapped around his chest, appeared pained yet resolute as he nodded.
"The property no longer belongs to Dragonwei Martial Arts Hall; leaving this gold-lettered signboard here would only invite derision. I plan to temporarily take it down."