A piercing sonic boom rang out in the air, and two completely opposite forces collided without reservation in that strange atmosphere, causing him to feel excruciating pain in both arms as if they were about to break.
With a single move, Zhou Ziwei merely drew a circle in the sky, yet this single circle required Long Wu to exert almost all his strength to narrowly escape death. However, because his ambidextrous fighting skills were nowhere near as formidable as those of the legendary Old Urchin, his arms were still numb and tingling after the nearly full-force exchange, making it impossible for him to muster any more strength for a full-force attack.
Is this how we're going to lose? To be defeated in one move by a five or six-year-old brat?
Long Wu roared in frustration, then withdrew his hands, retreating before advancing, and finally slammed his slightly pointed head hard into Zhou Ziwei's body...
Volume 3, King of the City, Chapter 497: Only by Forgetting Can You Possess
Did this guy... practice Iron Head Kung Fu?
When Zhou Ziwei saw Long Wu charging towards him with overwhelming force, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Although Long Wu had been at a disadvantage in that last move, he had countered it quite cleverly, using the repulsive force of his hands to break free from the vortex of airflow.
This time, Long Wu seemed a bit too impulsive. Judging from his fierce charge, he had no chance to change his move. It seemed that he was very confident in his Iron Head Kung Fu and wanted to defeat Zhou Ziwei with brute force.
In Long Wu's view, even if Zhou Ziwei had some skill, it must all be some tricks. His actual strength must be very limited. After all, he was just a five or six-year-old child, barely over a meter tall, and not very strong. With such a small body, how much strength could he possibly exert? With the domineering power of Long Wu's Iron Head Kung Fu, he could crush him to death even if he had to use his strength.
However, little did Long Wu know that Zhou Ziwei was a wolf in sheep's clothing. He looked like an innocent child, but in reality, he was a condensed poison. In terms of fighting skills, Long Wu was no match for Zhou Ziwei. Even if we only compared strength, Long Wu was far inferior.
"Boom—" Long Wu's full-force collision successfully broke through the mysterious vortex that Zhou Ziwei had just condensed outside his body, and struck Zhou Ziwei in front of him like lightning.
Zhou Ziwei showed no sign of panic, but simply smiled faintly and raised one hand to gently support Long Wu's bald head.
With a muffled thud, Long Wu felt as if he had crashed into a towering mountain. Instantly, he felt dizzy and had a sharp pain in his head. He bit his lip tightly to stay awake and prevented himself from losing consciousness.
"Looks like you've learned quite a few kung fu techniques!"
Zhou Ziwei maintained his previous posture, with one hand on his hip and the other outstretched, forcefully blocking Long Wu, who was charging towards him like a cannonball, in mid-air.
What's most bizarre is that Long Wu's body is almost parallel to the ground, suspended in mid-air. Only a small area above his head is in contact with Zhou Ziwei's small hand. However, his body seems to have no weight at all, hanging there without any intention of falling.
When the bullet saw this scene, its eyes narrowed slightly, and its heart churned like a stormy sea.
What incredible power! How could such a small body possess such terrifying strength?
The bullet clearly showed that although the contact between Zhou Ziwei and Long Wu's bodies was only the size of a palm, due to the force of the Iron Head Kung Fu, the entire center of gravity of Long Wu's nearly 1.9-meter-tall body was concentrated on that palm-sized area above his head. In other words, the fact that Long Wu's body was lying horizontally in mid-air in a way that seemed to defy common sense was entirely because Zhou Ziwei had used only one palm to offset the weight of Long Wu's entire body.
What's most remarkable is that the direction of this cancellation is perpendicular to the angle of the weight, making it even more precious.
Wow, what a master... I never imagined this guy was such a terrifyingly skilled expert...
Although Bullet had already sensed that Zhou Ziwei, who seemed like a child, was no ordinary person when she felt him suppressing Spider with a wisp of wind-like energy, and might even be the most skilled person she had ever encountered, she never expected that Zhou Ziwei's abilities would be so astonishing.
Within the Dragon Group, each member has their own area of expertise. However, as special forces soldiers, combat skills are naturally an essential ability that every member must master.
Even though both of them, Zidan and Zidan, are disabled and blind, they seem so vulnerable. But in reality, if they were placed in an ordinary army, winning a fighting championship would be as easy as taking candy from a baby.
Among such a group of monsters, Long Wu dared to call himself a master of combat, so it's not hard to imagine how high his level was. But... when facing Zhou Ziwei, this combat master, who was virtually unbeatable in the country, was more like a child than Zhou Ziwei. He was completely defeated in just two rounds, and now he was being held up in the air by Zhou Ziwei's one hand, feeling like he had nowhere to go but heaven and earth.
"Not bad... It seems you've practiced quite a bit of kung fu!" Zhou Ziwei said, lifting Long Wu's body and turning him around slightly, as if he wanted to show off Long Wu's image to his teammates as much as possible.
"Wing Chun, Tai Chi... Iron Head Kung Fu... Oh... I think there's also Arhat Fist and the techniques of Heqi Dao... Sigh, no wonder you were defeated by me so easily. Don't you know the principle of not biting off more than you can chew?"
After swinging Long Wu's body horizontally around in place, Zhou Ziwei suddenly withdrew the strong suction force surging from his palm and took two steps back.
With a muffled thud, Long Wu's body, though not particularly robust, was extremely sturdy and crashed heavily to the ground, causing the entire conference room to shake.
Apart from the violent shock when his head hit Zhou Ziwei's palm, Long Wu was not injured. Although the fall was quite hard, Long Wu's thick skin meant he was fine.
However, Long Wu was still somewhat confused by Zhou Ziwei's words.
Long Wu is a natural martial arts fanatic. He started practicing martial arts at the age of three. Over the past ten years, whenever he had the opportunity to come into contact with a relatively advanced martial art, he would try his best to learn it. After years of accumulation, Long Wu himself probably doesn't even know how many martial arts he has learned.
At the beginning, Long Wu felt that the more he learned, the greater his fighting skills improved. However, in the last two years, when Long Wu fought with others, he only needed to use six or seven different techniques to easily take down his opponents. He was unable to reveal all his skills or discover his true strength limits. He vaguely felt that his fighting level seemed to have hit a bottleneck that was extremely difficult to break through. No matter how hard he tried, he could hardly make any further progress.
Although the feeling of victory was great, while enjoying this thrill, Long Wu also felt a sense of loneliness at the top. Recently, because he couldn't find anyone who could have a good fight with him, he felt more and more that all the kung fu he had learned was useless.
People often say that if you can find a true friend in life, you will have no regrets even if you die. However, in Long Wu's opinion, the greatest blessing in life is to find a worthy opponent.
He felt that without a powerful enemy to allow him to fully display his strength, he would never have a chance to break through the bottleneck he encountered in combat, and his skills would be difficult to improve further.
Today, Long Wu finally encountered a master, a master capable of defeating him.
However, now... Long Wu was completely bewildered. He had considered the possibility that he might one day be defeated by a master, but what he never expected was that the person who defeated him was a five or six-year-old child. What he found even more unacceptable was that he had been defeated so miserably by this person. It was as if an ant was facing a giant elephant. Even if he fought with all his might and used all his strength and flesh, it seemed that he could not even make this terrifying opponent suffer the slightest harm.
In the past, when Long Wu faced challenges from ordinary opponents, he could easily end the battle in just one or two rounds, much like this time.
The difference is that before, he was the one who ended others' lives, but this time... he was the one who was defeated.
It was only two moves... This made Long Wu suddenly have serious doubts about the kung fu he had practiced for so many years. If there hadn't been a problem with his training, how could he have been defeated so easily and simply?
When Long Wu heard Zhou Ziwei's words, "Don't bite off more than you can chew," he was immediately shaken. Could it be that his studies were too diverse, which limited his level to what it was now?
Long Wu lay quietly on the ground, his eyes tightly closed, his mind racing as he pondered the insights Zhou Ziwei had just shared. The other members of the Dragon Group, seeing Long Wu's state, were unaware of his fate. They were astonished that Zhou Ziwei had only used two moves and one hand throughout the entire fight, yet had so easily taken down Long Wu, the top fighter in their Dragon Group.
That's insane... This new kid is such a weirdo!
All the gazes directed at Zhou Ziwei became somewhat dazed and blank. It wasn't that they hadn't seen geniuses before; on the contrary, every member who could join the Dragon Group was a pillar of the nation, a genius rarely seen throughout the country.
However… seeing Zhou Ziwei's performance, they suddenly felt as if they had wasted their lives. This five or six-year-old child not only had the ability to see through things, but also could somehow forcibly reconnect a cell phone signal that had been interrupted… Based on this alone… he could be considered a top-notch genius in communications! However, compared to his talent in combat, this seemed somewhat insignificant.
Even if a five- or six-year-old child has been subjected to constant bone-cleansing and marrow-washing techniques since birth, how many days of martial arts training could he have actually done by now? And if he has such powerful skills at such a young age, what will happen when he grows up? That... that will be incredible!
A true master is not defined by height. When someone's abilities reach a certain level, their height will automatically be overlooked. Now, in the eyes of most members of the Dragon Group, Zhou Ziwei is no longer a child who is just over a meter tall and only five or six years old. In their eyes, Zhou Ziwei is at least a peerless genius who can stand on equal footing with them.
That's right. Although they were curious about how Zhou Ziwei could learn such amazing skills at such a young age, most of them just felt that Zhou Ziwei was qualified to be on equal footing with them. This was because although they were all considered martial arts experts, their true expertise lay elsewhere.
Therefore, when they see Zhou Ziwei's formidable skills, they may feel some awe towards him, but they will definitely not respect him.
Generally speaking... those who can enter the Dragon Group are all elites and pillars of the country, and each of them is No. 1 in their field of expertise. There is absolutely no possibility of two people being proficient in only one skill, and there is no possibility of one being No. 1 and the other being No. 2 at the same time.
However, it seems that Zhou Ziwei and Long Wu are equally skilled in combat. Zhou Ziwei is first and Long Wu is second. According to the rules of the Dragon Group, Long Wu probably can no longer stay in the Dragon Group. At least many people think that even if Long Wu can continue to stay in the Dragon Group, he probably won't have the face to stay.
Having grown accustomed to victory over the years, Long Wu had never been beaten so badly before. Facing an opponent whose strength far surpassed his own, how could he possibly have the face to remain alive?
However, to everyone's surprise, after a moment, Long Wu seemed to have completely sobered up. He neither continued to arrogantly challenge Zhou Ziwei nor felt ashamed and embarrassed. He immediately turned around and left...
At this moment, Long Wu resembled a lost child, his face filled with confusion and anxiety. He first sat on the ground, gripping his bald head tightly with both hands, shaking it violently for a long time as if having an epileptic seizure. Finally, he suddenly raised his head, staring intently at Zhou Ziwei, muttering, "What should I do... I've learned too many kung fu... It's true, I can't bite off more than I can chew... All the kung fu is like a tangled mess, all mixed together haphazardly. I can't even sort it out properly. I can't even... I can't even recall how many kung fu styles I've practiced in total. Many of my stances are mixed with moves from other kung fu styles. What should I do... What should I do?"
Seeing the eager look in Long Wu's eyes, Zhou Ziwei thought for a moment and decided to give him some pointers. He sincerely replied, "Actually, learning a lot isn't wrong, and learning a variety of skills isn't a problem either. The problem is that you haven't turned all these messy skills into your own abilities. These completely incompatible and chaotic memories piled up in your mind have seriously affected the transformation of your strength. So now your best solution is to forget... forget all the skills you've learned before, and only remember the various combat experiences you've had."
It's just like making a cake. If you just pile flour, eggs, cream, water, and other ingredients together haphazardly, the cake you steam will definitely taste terrible. But... if you mix these ingredients together in the right proportions, you can bake a delicious cake.
You've learned too many skills, too varied and disorganized, but they're all from your predecessors, not your own. Now, you only need to retain your own essence and discard everything from others, and you will undergo a complete transformation. Remember… only what is your own is real; only by forgetting can you truly possess!
"Only what is yours is real... Only by forgetting can you possess what is yours... Only by forgetting can you possess what is yours... Only what is yours is real... Only by forgetting can you possess..." Long Wu repeated Zhou Ziwei's last two sentences over and over again. At first, his eyes were a little confused, but after a while, they became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, it was as if a lost child suddenly saw his own front door, or as if a blind person who had been blind for many years suddenly felt the power of light.
"I see... Haha... I get it now."
After clearing up the last trace of doubt in his mind, Long Wu immediately felt that the future was smooth and bright, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun, which made him feel relaxed.
Suddenly, he lowered his head and looked at the child standing in front of him, who was almost half his height and had a very young face. Long Wu's eyes were filled with admiration and gratitude.
"Teacher...you won the match just now. According to the bet we made, I should call you Boss from now on. However...your selfless guidance has saved me, Long Wu, from countless detours on the path of martial arts. You have given me a second chance, so...I think it is more appropriate for me to call you Teacher. What do you think, Teacher?"
Long Wu's gaze was sincere and his tone earnest, showing that he truly respected Zhou Ziwei as his teacher. This caused the onlookers to nod in agreement after a moment of astonishment.
Although the age and height difference between the two makes their teacher-student relationship seem rather strange, when it comes to actual skills... Zhou Ziwei is more than qualified to be Long Wu's teacher...
Volume 3, King of the City, Chapter 498: The Witch
Zhou Ziwei was somewhat amused and exasperated by Long Wu's words. He shook his head slightly and said, "I have nothing more to teach you. If you want to reach even greater heights, you'll have to rely on yourself. The most important thing for you now is to learn to forget. Once you've forgotten all the miscellaneous skills you've learned over the years, you'll create your own unique style. Hehe... Maybe you'll even become a founder of a school then, and your status will be completely different. It's best not to randomly claim any master at this point!"
After saying this, Zhou Ziwei laughed heartily and turned to leave...
Zidan frowned thoughtfully as he watched Zhou Ziwei's frail figure disappear into the distance.
Is he really a six-year-old child? Can a six-year-old child do these things and say these things?
Zidan even felt that it was a waste of talent to have Zhou Ziwei, a "six-year-old" child, as their temporary deputy group leader. If Zhou Ziwei were given some time and opportunities to interact more with the members of these groups, Zidan believed that Zhou Ziwei would do a much better job than she, the leader of the Dragon Group. In such a short time, two members of the Dragon Group had already recognized Zhou Ziwei as their leader. If this continued for a longer period of time... she was afraid that she would lose all her authority in front of these group members.
Of course... Bullet doesn't feel jealous at all. In fact, if given a choice, Bullet would rather resign from the position of team leader.
She's not obsessed with officialdom. If she really wanted to be an official, no one would choose to join a national-level secret force like the Dragon Group.
However, Bullet knew very well that Zhou Ziwei did not belong to the Dragon Group. To the Dragon Group, he was just a mysterious passerby. As for Zhou Ziwei's true background, Bullet did not know and originally did not want to find out more. But now... Bullet really became a little curious about this strange "child".
Because Zhou Ziwei was afraid of the mysterious power beneath the military compound, he hurriedly left that day, refusing to stay another day.
So on that same day, he left Zhongdu with the Dragon Group, first going to Dangyang to rest for two days before heading abroad.
Before leaving Zhongdu, Zhou Ziwei called Masao Mita again to inquire about the progress of the acquisition of Yunzhong International.
The night before, Masao Mita received a phone call from his nephew, Daiyu Mita, who told him that Zhou Ziwei had gone to the Supreme Casino with him and won more than 30 billion euros in one go, forcing the casino owner to turn against him and use force to repay the gambling debt.
The casino wanted to keep this a secret, but there were definitely quite a few gamblers who witnessed it, and most of them were people of high status. If the casino owner wanted to completely cover it up, he might have to kill them all to silence them.
Once it is confirmed that these people disappeared on the Supreme Casino, then pressure from all sides, governments of various countries, and various forces will inevitably come overwhelmingly. At that time... the Supreme Casino will not only lose all credibility, but may even be burned down.
Moreover, since Zhou Ziwei had already escaped, the matter was destined to be exposed. Therefore, the people on the Supreme Ship did not try to suppress the news, and soon most of the gamblers on the ship heard the news.
To be honest... this incident has indeed dealt a significant blow to the reputation of the Supreme, but it hasn't been fatal. Most gamblers, upon hearing about it, were initially skeptical, seriously doubting the veracity of the story.
Once the truth of the matter was confirmed, people began to marvel at and admire this amazing "King of Dice," while also feeling sorry for his failure to know when to stop.
The Supreme Ship is quite powerful. Generally speaking, such things will not happen on this gambling ship. Even if someone is lucky enough to win hundreds of millions in one go, the gambling ship will never refuse to pay out.
This time, Zhou Ziwei went too far. He didn't win a regular 100 or 200 million, but a full 30 billion... and more than 30 billion euros, which is equivalent to half of the world's richest man's fortune and savings. Even if the Supreme Ship wanted to pay out, it probably couldn't afford it... In fact, there are probably very few people in the world who can come up with such a large sum of money all at once.
Even if he is the world's richest man, it won't work.
Although the world's richest man on the Forbes list has a net worth of over 70 billion, this 70 billion is not in cash. It includes real estate, stocks, factories, machinery, patents, and many other assets. It can be said that most of his 70 billion exists in the form of fixed assets and stocks. It is difficult to say how much liquid cash he can actually take out at any time. In any case, it is absolutely impossible for him to take out more than 30 billion at once.
If even the world's richest man can't do this, then what makes the owner of the Supreme Cruiser so capable of doing it?
It was precisely because of this general inside story that those trapped on the Supreme Ship didn't pay much attention to its reaction. What was strange was that even though the Supreme Ship mobilized so many people and trapped Zhou Ziwei on the eighth floor of the gambling ship, they still couldn't keep him there. Instead, Zhou Ziwei abducted a waitress from the gambling ship and ran away, even emptying a small cash vault on the ship before leaving.
When Masao Mita received the news, he almost dropped his jaw.
This guy is really a troublemaker... It's one thing to go to the gambling ship and gamble a few times, but to win so much money in one go is another. Of course, Masao Mita knows how terrifying Zhou Ziwei's abilities are. In his opinion, even if Zhou Ziwei won more than 30 billion, or even more than 300 billion in one go, Masao Mita wouldn't find it hard to accept.
But... while you're having a great time, you should also consider whether others can accept it.
If Zhou Ziwei had encountered this situation under different circumstances, then Masao Mita might not have been worried at all. Instead, he might have secretly held a grand banquet to celebrate that the little bastard who caused him to lose an arm was finally getting his comeuppance.
The problem is that this time it was that guy, Mita Daiyu, who brought Zhou Ziwei onto the ship, and Zhou Ziwei still managed to escape calmly despite being surrounded and attacked by many bodyguards on the gambling ship.
So... will Zhou Ziwei feel resentment because of his family, thinking that this matter has something to do with the Mita family? If Zhou Ziwei really has such thoughts... then the entire Mita family may be entering its final countdown to extinction.
These were things Masao Mita really didn't want to see, so after learning about it, he was constantly on edge, like an ant on a hot pan. However, he didn't dare to actively seek out Zhou Ziwei. Helpless, he remembered the task Zhou Ziwei had specifically asked him to do, and he took it very seriously. He even flew to Zhongdu himself to solve the problem. Unexpectedly, he managed to persuade the two minority shareholders as soon as he stepped in, and directly bought their shares at three times the price...