After observing for a while from below the stage, Qin Xuan, a grandmaster of martial arts,'s eyes lit up, and a sense of enlightenment arose in his heart.
The so-called Jeet Kune Do was different from the traditional martial arts he had learned.
It was not a set of fixed martial arts moves, but rather a highly refined martial arts philosophy.
Among them, "Je" (截) meant to intercept or cut off, leaning towards defense.
"Quan" (拳) referred to fists and feet, striking with fists, leaning towards offense.
The combination of the two generated something entirely new: "interception and counterattack."
That is, intercepting the opponent's attack while simultaneously launching a counterattack.
This philosophy was also reflected in other traditional martial arts.
However, most of them were not as simple and direct as Jeet Kune Do, requiring decomposition and counterattack.
Invisibly, this increased the possibility of accidents.
And if this philosophy could be applied to other aspects of his learning, such as spellcasting, Daoist arts, or even future cultivation methods.
Perhaps, it could also achieve remarkable results.
As his thoughts flashed, Qin Xuan instantly simulated many possibilities in his mind.
But just as he continued to ponder and wanted to understand Jeet Kune Do on a deeper level, a dark shadow flew directly towards him.
The force was so great that it could crush the solid custom-made floor!
Fortunately, a startled cry interrupted Qin Xuan's simulated scene in his mind.
Seeing this, Qin Xuan reached out and caught the figure flying towards him, which then gently landed from the air.
"It's the Tai Chi technique of deflecting force. Friend, thank you!"
Stabilizing himself, the figure looked at Qin Xuan with bright eyes.
Qin Xuan looked closely and realized that the figure who had been sent flying by his opponent was the martial arts grandmaster who had used Jeet Kune Do on the stage.
He had blond hair and blue eyes but spoke fluent Dragon Country language.
"You recognize Tai Chi?"
The martial arts grandmaster nodded, "I've loved Bruce Lee since I was a child, and because of him, I fell in love with Dragon Country culture."
"Although I've been studying Jeet Kune Do all these years, I've also dabbled in other Chinese martial arts."
"Oh, right, I forgot to introduce myself."
"My name is Jimmy Smith, you can call me Jimmy." Jimmy said, cupping his left fist and giving Qin Xuan a standard martial artist's salute.
Just as Qin Xuan was about to return the salute, an angry voice interrupted him.
"Hey, kid, you dare to mess with my Rock Bob?"
"Are you looking for death?!"
Qin Xuan chuckled and replied to the fierce-looking Rock Bob in English, "I'm looking for death?"
"You dare to insult me, Priest Qin Xuan, you're the one looking for death!"
"Priest?"
Bob was stunned when he heard Qin Xuan's title.
He didn't remember there being a profession called "Priest" in the Dragon Country.
Could this Qin Xuan be an Asian-American?
If so, he should have heard of him.
It wasn't until Qin Xuan smiled and said, "Hey, my good father!" that Bob finally understood.
Because in English, "father" has both meanings: "priest" and "father."
And Bob usually encountered the former.
"Damn it!"
"You're looking for death!"
With an angry roar, Bob's muscles rapidly bulged, like huge stones.
Veins protruded, resembling powerful flowing rivers.
Seeing this, Jimmy quickly stepped forward, placing himself between Bob and Qin Xuan.
He didn't know Qin Xuan's true strength, but judging by his age and martial arts cultivation, he was likely only at the level of a martial arts grandmaster.
As the one who was rescued and prevented from injury, it was necessary for him to protect the other party.
However, just as the two sides were at each other's throats, on the verge of another fight,
The referee, who had been watching from the side, slowly walked over.
He took out the form in his hand and gestured for Bob to proceed with the next steps.
Bob, helpless, could only suppress his anger.
He dispersed his stone-like muscles and left indignantly.
"Alas, Qin Xuan, you shouldn't have provoked him."
Watching Bob leave, still muttering threats, Jimmy turned to Qin Xuan with concern.
Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Does it matter?"
"Of course, it does!"
Seeing Qin Xuan's nonchalance, Jimmy's expression became serious. "You've become a martial arts grandmaster at such a young age, it's understandable to be arrogant."
"But Rock Bob is completely different from others nicknamed 'Rock'."
"His superpower is to make his body as hard and strong as stone!"
"With my current destructive power of around 130, even if he stood still and let me attack, I still couldn't break through his defense."
"Not to mention your Tai Chi."
"So, if possible, it's best for you to act with the Dragon Country experts who came with you."
"Don't give that guy a chance to retaliate against you."
Qin Xuan chuckled at this, his impression of Jimmy improving even more.
However, he didn't take the warning to heart.
He was just a superpowered individual at the grandmaster level. Let alone Rock Bob, with his current strength, even Diamond Bob would be a pushover!
A few hours later, the preliminary rounds of the martial arts competition finally concluded.
As expected, except for one grandmaster who encountered a telekinetic esper and couldn't defeat his opponent,
Almost all of Dragon Country's participants successfully advanced to the main competition in Niudu.
As the representatives of each country returned to their respective temporary accommodations, a group of dark-skinned people dressed in simple cloth clothes quietly arrived at Qin Xuan's presidential suite.
"Boss, I've brought them all!"
"This is our team leader, Uli, and this is Matias..."
Entering the room, Mu Toutou happily introduced the Maasai people she had brought to Qin Xuan.
The Maasai people were also very excited to see Qin Xuan living in such a large and luxurious place.
It was evident that Mu Toutou had told them that Qin Xuan was a very generous boss before bringing them to find him.
"Boss, hello!"
After Mu Toutou finished introducing the names of the ten warriors one by one, the ten Maasai men with dreadlocks reaching their waists greeted Qin Xuan in broken English in unison.
Qin Xuan nodded with satisfaction and then began to communicate with Mu Toutou.
Maasai attire: Savanna is good, Maqiu is watching, Safari is hunting, Reinforcement is eating, and also good, bad, many, few...
Through their inner voices, Qin Xuan and Mu Toutou's communication had essentially no problems.
The two parties exchanged words, and soon finalized all subsequent matters.
As long as Qin Xuan was responsible for the expenses of the warriors when they went abroad, the rest, such as salaries, could be discussed.
If paid 500 US dollars a month, the Maasai people would protect the employer's safety with their lives.
As for Mu Toutou, she would continue to contact warriors from other Maasai tribes for Qin Xuan.
Ensuring that the bodyguard company Qin Xuan was establishing would have enough new talent.