Wing Chun—Xiao Yun, Please Advise Me

Outside the arena, there were plenty of people like the man just now who wanted to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle, but compared to those betting on Sasuke to win, they were utterly insignificant.

"Kameda, hurry and call all the girls on leave back to work. Business is guaranteed to be good tonight."

The proprietress of Moonlight Izakaya beamed brightly. Once those rotten gamblers in the arena had money, they would either go whoring or keep gambling. Tonight, she was going to make a fortune.

"Boss, aren't all the girls on leave having their periods? They can't take customers either."

An exceedingly sleazy middle-aged man beside her asked in confusion.

"Idiot! Have you learned nothing after following me for so many years? Is charging down the middle the only way to satisfy a man?"

"Right, right! The girls at Moonlight can blow, pull, play, and sing—they're good at everything. Boss, you're brilliant. We're going to make a fortune tonight!"

Kameda wore an enlightened expression, then dashed out of the arena as fast as he could.

Quite a few other bosses shared the Moonlight proprietress's thoughts. Many quietly left the arena to prepare for tonight's business.

"Kakashi, you have to step in at the critical moment and stop Sasuke. Don't let him hurt Xiao Yun. He is Konoha's Holy Son, after all."

Sakura watched the two people in the arena anxiously. She knew full well how badly Xiao Yun becoming Konoha's Holy Son had struck Sasuke, who considered himself Konoha's Number One Genius.

That humiliation could probably only be washed away by grinding Xiao Yun into the dirt. If Sasuke went too far and seriously injured or killed Xiao Yun, he would definitely be punished.

"Sakura, as they say, there are no fathers and sons in the arena. Once a real fight begins, fists and feet have no eyes. Deaths and injuries are perfectly normal."

Naruto Uzumaki unconsciously smiled faintly, but inwardly he thought, Fight, fight. It would be best if you both died together. That would mean two fewer stumbling blocks on my path to becoming Hokage. Heh heh heh!

"Clan Leader, what should we do? Sasuke won't go for the kill, will he? Xiao Yun has trained for far too short a time. He's no match for Sasuke."

Hyuga Yumi's beautiful eyes were filled with worry.

Hyuga Hiashi frowned slightly. This kid was being far too arrogant. Defeat Sasuke in ten seconds?

"I'll intervene at the critical moment."

This duel drew the attention of many Konoha higher-ups. However, they did not appear in person and merely watched through the television broadcast.

The center of the arena.

Xiao Yun and Sasuke Uchiha locked eyes. The tense atmosphere made everyone present hold their breath.

"Xiao Yun, I have to say, your intelligence completely fails to match your talent. Since that's the case, dealer, I'll bet on the highest odds on my side too. I'll make Xiao Yun cry within ten seconds. If he doesn't cry, he wins! I'm betting five thousand!"

Sasuke looked at Xiao Yun with utter contempt.

An uproar broke out once more. These two had truly gone head-to-head today.

"I'm betting on Sasuke making Xiao Yun cry within ten seconds too!"

"I'll bet five hundred too!"

"Xiao Yun, make sure you cry within ten seconds. Don't force yourself. There's no shame in losing!"

"Fuck, if you dare cry in the eleventh second, I'll kill you!"

Fuck all your aunts' second mothers' nephews' uncles' mistresses!

Xiao Yun cursed inwardly. What kind of Holy Son was he? In cultivation novels, those Holy Sons were all lofty and untouchable. Why was he getting this treatment?

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The drums of the final battle sounded. A young ninja with a stalk of dogtail grass in his mouth used the Body Flicker Technique to appear between them.

"You two are pillars of Konoha. In this match, friendship comes first and competition comes second. If either side admits defeat or loses the ability to fight, the other side must immediately stop the match."

"Otherwise, regardless of who wins or loses, I'll rule that person the loser. You understand?"

The young ninja asked.

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

"Alright! Begin!"

With that, the young ninja leaped out of the arena.

"I, Sasuke Uchiha, never fight nameless opponents. State your name!"

Sasuke shouted, his momentum soaring.

He wanted Xiao Yun to announce his name loudly before everyone, then defeat him and let all of Konoha see who truly deserved to be Konoha's Holy Son.

Xiao Yun took a deep breath and displayed a set of graceful yet powerful martial arts moves.

"Wing Chun—Xiao Yun, please advise me!"

"I'll advise your fucking ass!"

Sasuke leaped forward and threw a punch at Xiao Yun's face, accompanied by a piercing whoosh through the air.

"Eight Inner Gates—Opening Gate—Open!"

Seeing wisps of blue vapor rising from Xiao Yun's body, everyone was dumbfounded. How did he know the Eight Inner Gates?

It was not only those present who were shocked. The viewers before their screens were also too stunned to speak.

He had only trained in the Eight Inner Gates under Might Guy for three days, and he had already opened one gate?

What a monster! (Japanese: an adjective meaning "monster," usually used to call someone a genius.)

Just as everyone stood there in shock, Xiao Yun shouted again.

"Wing Chun First Form—Receive!"

Xiao Yun saw Sasuke protecting his head with both hands and easily blocked his attack.

"Hmph!"

After a brief moment of astonishment, Sasuke quickly regained his composure.

"Not bad strength. But how will you deal with this next move? Fire Release—Great Fireball Technique!"

Boom!

A basketball-sized fireball shot from Sasuke's mouth and came rolling toward Xiao Yun. Before it even arrived, a monstrous wave of heat swept over him.

The skin of those standing nearby even showed signs of scorching.

"Wing Chun Second Form—Deflect!"

Xiao Yun neither dodged nor retreated. He directly used a Tai Chi move that even old men on Blue Star knew, wrapping his hands in the blue vapor produced by the Eight Inner Gates and forcibly catching the fireball.

This fireball was huge—and scorching hot!

Even with the blue vapor protecting his hands, Xiao Yun's palms were burned black, and the scent of roasted flesh spread throughout the arena.

Before long, the fireball lost its light!

Wood Release—Spring Returns to Earth!

Xiao Yun's hands instantly returned to normal. Sasuke was dumbfounded, and so was everyone else. What the hell was this technique? It could instantly heal injuries? That was way too broken.

In an instant, a bad feeling surged into the hearts of those who had bet on Sasuke to win.

"Take this punch! Wing Chun Third Form—Release!"

Xiao Yun took a quick step forward and charged straight at Sasuke.

Boom!

Pfft!

Before Sasuke could react, a punch struck him in the abdomen. He clutched his stomach and collapsed.

The arena fell deathly silent. Not even ten seconds had passed...