Chapter 564: Cheng Long's Roadshow
At this moment, Cheng Long was excitedly promoting the Immortal Gods Code in East Asia.
There were many people who liked him, and also many who disliked him.
When entering the well‑received promotional film of Little Days.
Cheng Long was being picked on.
Now, Little Days, because its economy is booming, has people who are very inflated.
When promoting, Cheng Long smuggled in personal goods and kept bragging about how great his kung fu was.
This upset some people, and perhaps Azure Rainbow Media's assertiveness made Little Days' conglomerates develop crooked intentions.
While Cheng Long was promoting in Tokyo, a hulking man covered in tattoos ignored the staff's obstruction and took the stage.
Cheng Long was performing kung fu, thinking it was a staff‑arranged extra.
After a staff member whispered the situation into his ear, Cheng Long realized it was trouble.
Seeing his full‑body tattoos, it was clear he was a gangster.
That made things a bit tricky.
Cheng Long was there to promote; he didn't want any trouble.
But the newcomer didn't think that way; he wanted to give Cheng Long a warning.
Slapping Cheng Long's face is also slapping Azure Rainbow Media.
He looked at Cheng Long with contempt and said in a scornful tone.
"My name is Ri Ye Guang, I am a karate practitioner."
"Cheng Long, is your kung fu that awesome?"
"I think the kung fu of you Huaxia people is all flashy moves."
"Karate is the greatest."
Cheng Long glanced at the opponent's build and height; he was far from a heavyweight.
With ordinary means, he would find it hard to defeat the opponent.
But he couldn't lose face.
Changcheng bodyguards wanted to intervene, to subdue and escort the man out, but Cheng Long shook his head to stop them.
"Ri Ye Guang, kung fu is not about fighting and killing; it is a spirit."
"Being overly brave and fierce does not showcase your strength."
Saying that, Cheng Long mimicked Li Long, extending his index finger and swaying it left and right.
"If you use kung fu to oppress the people, the better your kung fu, the more evil you commit, and you will end up in hell."
"If you use kung fu to punish the strong and aid the weak, you become a chivalrous hero; the way of heroic martial arts benefits the nation and the people, and you will be remembered and blessed."
"Moreover, whether Chinese kung fu works can be seen by looking at this year's Sanda champion."
"He Weiliang is a competitor from our Supreme Ultimate gym; he won the world championship."
"You practice karate; what achievements has karate earned?"
Ri Ye Guang was battered by Cheng Long and left speechless.
For a moment he became both embarrassed and angry.
"You Chinese pig, stop making excuses; whether Chinese kung fu works, only a fight will tell."
He lunged at Cheng Long.
Ri Ye Guang's attacks were sharp and swift.
Based on years of being hit, Cheng Long knew he couldn't meet him head‑on now.
So he deftly dodged.
Ri Ye Guang's large build had an advantage: any contact let him deliver a heavy blow.
But there was also a problem: his agility was lacking.
Facing someone like Cheng Long, who was forged by taking hits.
He couldn't seize even a brief chance to make contact.
Cheng Long was now serious; it was no longer just about winning or losing, but also about Azure Rainbow Media's reputation, the promotion of the Immortal Gods Code, and the honor of Chinese kung fu.
Therefore he could not afford to fail.
After a few exchanges, his confidence in defeating the opponent grew.
"Ri Ye Guang, you are insulting Daxia; you are damaging the diplomatic relations between the two nations."
"Only the weak and the despicable speak without restraint."
"Ri Ye Guang, you are disgracing Little Days."
"After today, Little Days' bushido spirit will become a joke."
"Ri Ye Guang, you are a sinner of Little Days; you should commit seppuku."
Cheng Long, sharp‑tongued, had never been a meek person; being insulted by Ri Ye Guang angered him, so he frantically blamed Ri Ye Guang for Little Days.
Ri Ye Guang attacked for a long time without landing a hit, while Cheng Long made him run all over the stage.
When Cheng Long's words further provoked him, his fury surged and he recklessly charged at Cheng Long, trying to grab him.
If he could seize him, victory would be assured.
Otherwise, if that bastard won by trickery, he feared a terrible outcome for himself.
"You Chinese pig, have some backbone and don't run."
"You cowardly waste who dares not take a strike, what right do you have to spout nonsense here?"
"If you have the skill, stop and let's spar."
Cheng Long wouldn't fall for his trick, and seeing the opponent's frantic state, he thought he was already desperate.
He was no longer in a hurry.
"Riye Guang, I'm afraid I'll kill you with one punch."
"I'm a swordsman and I don't want to hurt anyone."
"You, a wicked butcher, what qualifications do you have to seek advice from an upright swordsman?"
Riye Guang, seeing that he couldn't land a punch nor win the argument, his anger overwhelmed him and he lost reason; he became shameless, picked up the nearby microphone stand, and swung it at Cheng Long.
The people under the stage didn't expect this big guy to be so shameless.
Originally they had favored Riye Guang because he was a Little Japan person, but now they couldn't help cursing him.
"Riye Guang, get lost, it's so embarrassing."
"You are simply a disgrace to Little Japan."
"Look at his tattoos all over; he belongs to that gang, such an embarrassing black society shouldn't exist."
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The shouting and cursing from under the stage made Riye Guang's mind in turmoil.
Cheng Long was chased by him with the microphone stand, running all over, looking a bit embarrassed.
He, however, couldn't be happy at all.
His mind was full of the voices cursing him from below.
Cheng Long knew the time had come; taking advantage of the opponent being disturbed by the audience below and his mind wavering, Cheng Long hard-blocked the stand, then enduring the pain, he threw a left hook that heavily smashed into the opponent's cheek.
The incident happened too fast; Riye Guang didn't have time to react.
He was heavily struck on the chin.
Cheng Long had a solid foundation, deep inner strength, ample power, and after training for years at the Supreme Ultimate Gym, his attacks could be described as fast, accurate, and ruthless.
In an instant, Riye Guang's teeth flew out; without the protection of a mouthguard, this blow knocked out half of his teeth.
That wasn't the end; he only felt dizzy, weak all over, and after rolling his eyes back, he fainted.
Cheng Long also did not take the opportunity to attack.
but rather the way of a gentleman.
"I told you earlier, I didn't want to fight you because I was afraid I'd kill you; why don't you believe me?"
Afterwards he raised his hand and shouted.
"Ambulance, ambulance, this person has fainted."
Changcheng's bodyguards rushed over quickly, one side lifting him out while the other checked Cheng Long's injuries.
The attack with the microphone stand was not light; Cheng Long's left arm, which he used to protect his body, became completely red and swollen.
The audience near the stage clearly saw Cheng Long's injuries.
They opened their mouths wide.
"That Riye Guang is actually so vicious; is he trying to kill someone?"
Reporters, especially those from Azure Rainbow Media, clearly captured Cheng Long's injuries on film.
At this time, Cheng Long did not withdraw, but instead persisted and continued to promote the Immortal Gods Code.
His professional spirit is admirable.
As for Riye Guang, Changcheng's people escorted him all the way to the hospital and even paid his medical fees.
They waited until he woke up, and after the hospital issued a diagnosis with no problems, they then left.
This matter quickly fermented.
Cheng Long was doing well in Little Japan, and instantly became famous worldwide.
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