Chapter 2657

Qi Shoushan nodded and said, "Thank you, Director Su, for your kind words!"

Su Xinghui drank a few cups with Qi Shoushan, and Yu Ruizhi and the others also drank a few with him. Su Xinghui, of course, also drank quite a bit with Yu Ruizhi and the others. Qi Shoushan was amazed, as Su Xinghui downed every cup in one go, finishing his glass each time; he was extremely forthright.

He truly hadn't expected Su Xinghui to be such a forthright man. He knew that Su Xinghui was the Deputy Director of the Policy Research Office of the State Planning Commission, a deputy-department-level cadre. Although there were many high-ranking officials in the capital, a deputy-department-level cadre as young as Su Xinghui was still a rare find.

In his heart, he felt that a deputy-department-level cadre must be a person of deep schemes. Who would have thought Su Xinghui would be so forthright, drinking even more readily than he did?

He asked, "Director Su, you certainly drink quite fiercely."

Su Xinghui said, "You don't need to call me Director Su; just call me by my name. Everyone else calls me by my name."

Han Xiang Dong laughed and said, "Little Shan, what do you think of your Fifth Brother's drinking capacity?"

The Fifth Brother was Chu Zheng. Qi Shoushan said, "Fifth Brother's drinking capacity is, of course, beyond question; I am no match for him."

Han Xiang Dong started laughing as he spoke: "You haven't seen that time your Fifth Brother drank with Xinghui..."

Chu Zheng, with a somewhat red face, said to Han Xiang Dong, "Monkey, would it kill you not to talk about this?"

Chu Zheng's reaction only made Qi Shoushan more curious, but he also knew that since Chu Zheng didn't like others talking about it, he couldn't press the matter.

Yu Ruizhi laughed and said, "Anyway, I have never seen Xinghui get drunk."

Su Xinghui said, "Alright, Brother Yu, stop talking about this. Being able to drink isn't something worth being proud of."

Yu Ruizhi said, "Little Shan, Xinghui has many more skills. You don't know yet, do you? His martial arts skills are even better than mine."

Qi Shoushan exclaimed in surprise, "No way? His skills are even more formidable than yours, Brother Yu?"

Su Xinghui laughed and said, "Brother Shoushan, don't listen to Brother Yu gilding the lily for me. It's not like he and I haven't sparred before; at most, we are evenly matched."

Although Su Xinghui said he and Yu Ruizhi were just evenly matched, Qi Shoushan was already very surprised. He had sparred with Yu Ruizhi, and Yu Ruizhi was already a rare master. Although he was a 'God of Wrestling', he was only on par with Yu Ruizhi. Could a young high-ranking official like Su Xinghui also have such skills?

Yu Ruizhi said, "Xinghui, why don't you spar with Little Shan?"

Qi Shoushan looked at Su Xinghui with expectant eyes. Clearly, he very much wanted to spar with Su Xinghui, but without Su Xinghui speaking up, he couldn't easily propose the request.

Su Xinghui pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, Brother Shoushan, let's have a spar."

Yu Ruizhi, Chu Zheng, and Han Xiang Dong all cheered loudly. The group went out of the room and into the courtyard. The gate to the back courtyard was closed, and it couldn't be seen from the front courtyard. The space was quite spacious, making it very suitable for their sparring.

They hadn't eaten too much just now, only had some wine, so a little sparring wouldn't be a problem.

Su Xinghui was wearing a T-shirt, which was suitable for sparring, while Qi Shoushan, because he was at this formal occasion today, was wearing a white shirt.

Yu Ruizhi laughed and said, "Little Shan, you aren't wearing a wrestling jacket today; can you fight?"

The wrestling jacket is a traditional garment that wrestlers in the capital are accustomed to wearing. When wrestling, they all wear this. It is not only a traditional garment, but many wrestling techniques require relying on this jacket to be completed, so many wrestlers don't know how to wrestle without it.

Of course, he could still beat ordinary people without the jacket, but against a master like Su Xinghui, Qi Shoushan would be at a slight disadvantage.

Qi Shoushan laughed and said, "It's fine, Brother Yu, it's just a spar; there's no need to be so formal."

Seeing that Su Xinghui and Qi Shoushan were going to spar, Yu Ruoqiu also came out from another room in the back courtyard to watch the battle. She was also a master, so she liked watching such masters spar.

Su Xinghui stood in the middle of the courtyard with his feet in a balanced stance; at a glance, he had the demeanor of a master as steady as an abyss and as firm as a mountain. Qi Shoushan was a connoisseur, and he knew at a glance that Su Xinghui's kung fu was definitely very deep and followed the path of internal martial arts.

Qi Shoushan lowered his center of gravity, stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, staring fixedly at Su Xinghui, his whole body exuding a fierce and powerful momentum.

The two confronted each other for a while, and it was Qi Shoushan who moved first. He lunged forward with swift and fierce movements, his hands reaching for Su Xinghui's belt. With his wrestling skills, as long as his hands touched someone's belt, that person would inevitably be thrown to the ground.

Chinese wrestling actually evolved from boxing, containing various boxing routines such as grappling, mainly focusing on hand skills. In the capital, there are many people who love wrestling.

In the capital, many people who love wrestling also like playing with the 'zhongfan' (a traditional pole-balancing performance). Qi Shoushan was a master at this, able to perform with a zhongfan nearly ten meters high and weighing over a hundred jin. This required a perfect combination of strength and technique to achieve.

Now, in his prime in his early thirties, his wrestling skills had reached their peak, living up to the title of 'God of Wrestling'.

However, how could Su Xinghui be so easily grabbed by the belt? He turned his feet and pushed a palm toward Qi Shoushan's waist. If Qi Shoushan were hit by this palm, with the force exerted from Su Xinghui's palm and Qi Shoushan's fierce lunge, Qi Shoushan would inevitably be sent flying.

But Qi Shoushan's reaction was also very fast, and he seemed completely unaffected by inertia; he could retract his center of gravity as soon as he wanted. This was related to his zhongfan performance, as the center of gravity of the zhongfan is very difficult to stabilize, and wanting to control the zhongfan as easily as one's own arm requires excellent ability to control one's center of gravity.

This ability allowed Qi Shoushan's every lunge to have an unstoppable momentum while remaining in complete control, which often brought great trouble to his opponents.

Qi Shoushan pulled back his center of gravity and used his left forearm to block Su Xinghui's palm. Su Xinghui exerted force from his palm, and this blow was also very strong. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been hit quite hard; at best, they would be in unbearable pain, and at worst, they would suffer broken bones and tendons.

It wasn't that Su Xinghui didn't hold back; it was because when his palm hit Qi Shoushan's forearm, it felt like hitting tough leather, slippery and unyielding, as if hitting a wooden stake wrapped in cowhide, with a faint, strong counter-force transmitted back. If he didn't use seventy or eighty percent of his strength, this palm would be like scratching an itch.

This was Qi Shoushan's top-tier force-deflecting kung fu, combined with his years of training, making his arms harder than fine steel. Ordinary people couldn't possibly hit him solidly, so Su Xinghui being able to hit his arm solidly was already quite impressive.

But this blow wasn't enough to injure Qi Shoushan. After deflecting the force, Qi Shoushan flipped his wrist at an incredible angle, his five fingers grabbing at Su Xinghui's wrist like a snake. As long as he caught Su Xinghui's wrist, it would be very difficult for Su Xinghui to break free, and there would even be a danger of having his tendons and bones dislocated.

After hitting Qi Shoushan, Su Xinghui jumped backward, just in time to dodge this grab.

After this exchange, both sides had a rough understanding of each other's strength and were full of admiration for their opponent. Su Xinghui felt that Qi Shoushan was indeed worthy of the title 'God of Wrestling', and Qi Shoushan also knew that Su Xinghui's strength was definitely not below Yu Ruizhi's.

Afterward, the two exchanged punches and kicks, trading dozens of moves in an instant. Neither gained the upper hand, and there wasn't even much physical contact, but the Yu siblings watching were experts and naturally could see the danger and brilliance within.