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After some thought, he asked, "To be honest, I plan to participate in the World Free Boxing Championship next year."

Speaking of the cause, he sighed softly, "Many years ago, Master Bruce Lee introduced Chinese Kung Fu to the world. But with his departure, it faded quietly from the spotlight. In its place, Korean Taekwondo and Japanese Karate took center stage."

Even the local scene has gradually been infiltrated by flashy foreign techniques, causing the genuine circle of Chinese martial arts to shrink.

Inspired by the plight of his comrades, Xu Yougong conceived the idea of participating in the World Boxing Championship.

Chinese martial arts should not be confined as such; they deserve to ascend the stage once more and be witnessed by the world. Master Chu Da, I humbly request your assistance in divining the outcome of this endeavor.

"Alright, just give me a moment."

Just as Chu Yuening was about to engage in divination, a sudden pain pierced her brow, and her celestial eye opened.

More images appeared before my eyes.

Xu Yougong, donning boxing gloves, stood in the ring, his face swollen and bruised by a blue-eyed foreigner, his mouth streaming with blood.

And yet, despite this, he repeatedly rose from the arena, refusing to fall, and persisted in retaliating with each punch.

Just as he was about to overpower the foreign competitor, he suddenly clutched his chest in agony, his expression contorted. His eyes widened as his breath gradually faded away.

After Chu Yuening finished reading, her expression grew solemn.

She cast another glance at Xu Yougong's facial features, yet they did not reveal any indication of an untimely death.

A person's destiny is inextricably linked to their choices; in other words, it was his decision to pursue boxing that led to this unforeseen fatal incident.

She counted on her fingers again and lifted her gaze to ask, "Have you not registered for the World Free Boxing Championship yet?"

"Master truly has divine insight," marveled Xu Yougong. "He even foretold that you hadn't registered yet."

Xu Yougong was utterly oblivious to the course of his destiny, jesting lightheartedly, "But it's drawing near, I'm registering this very afternoon."

Upon hearing that Xu Yougong was to compete on behalf of Chinese martial arts, those present felt a surge of ethnic pride and honor, and they congratulated him one after another.

"Where is the World Free Boxing Championship being held? I'll definitely attend the live event."

"I hope Chinese kung fu can once again capture the world's attention."

"Brother Xu, do your very best!"

Chu Yuening shook her head, understanding that the boxing tournament was Xu Yougong's aspiration. Nevertheless, she could only bring herself to reveal the truth.

"Mr. Xu, you shouldn't register for this, otherwise..."

She furrowed her brow.

"It's highly likely to meet an abrupt end on the arena."

Chapter 110

Does signing up guarantee a tragic death on stage?

All present widened their eyes in astonishment.

The erstwhile festive atmosphere vanished instantaneously.

Xu Yougong also broke out in a cold sweat.

Had anyone else dared to openly declare that he would die on the arena, they would have likely already been met with a fierce punch.

...Ironically, this person, who had just accurately predicted everything, was none other than Master Chu Da.

"Great... Master, what does it mean when you say that participating will lead to... death on the arena stage?"

Exercising caution, Chu Yuening resorted to counting on her fingers, and this time, she indeed uncovered the reason.

"Your birth chart indicates an excess of earth, overwhelming the metal element, especially the weak metal 'xin.' The damp earth is strongly present, suggesting a significant issue with your lungs. It's highly likely to be cancer. You must hurry to the hospital for a check-up. Do not insist on going on stage, or you risk collapsing due to your illness."

No sooner had the words left my lips than I heard the subtle gasps of those present.

"Master, are you mistaken?"

"Why would that be? Brother looks robust and has a ruddy complexion. How could he possibly seem ill?"

"Cancer is a serious illness, don't just blurt out nonsense like that."

Xu Yougong looked around, even raised his hand and clenched his fist, but he didn't feel any discomfort in his body. He asked, "Master Chu, could there really be a mistake? I have been practicing since I was a child and have never stopped. I don't know how healthy I am. I don't feel cold even if I wear only one piece of clothing in winter, and I have never had a cold throughout the year."

With such robust health, how could she have developed cancer?

Chu Yuening shook her head. "My divination cannot be mistaken."

A mocking laugh sounded nearby.

Mu Rongshan sniffed coldly, "At first, I thought you had some skill, but it turns out you're just making wild guesses."

Yu Jiqing stepped forward with the microphone in hand, "Does Master Murong have any differing views to share?"

Mu Rongshan's eyes were calm as he cast a glance at Xu Yougong's facial features. "From Mr. Xu's physiognomy alone, it is evident that he will live past the age of 50, regardless of other factors. There isn't the slightest indication of a premature death or ailments like cancer in his visage."

He gave a cold laugh. "What bad luck."

One could say it was an unexpected death.

Assuming one were fortunate enough to live to fifty.

Yu Jiqing held the microphone, bewildered. "How can fortune-telling results for the same person differ so vastly?"

He promptly grabbed the microphone and inquired of Zhang Shikai and Guang Deye, "Do either of you have any further insights?"

Zhang Shikai observed Xu Yougong's facial features and concurred with Mu Rongshan's assessment, "Indeed, Mr. Xu does not have the countenance of a short life."

Guang Deye's body had not yet recovered, and being compelled to continue the recording despite his discomfort only amplified his restlessness and irritation.

He gave it a glance and sneered too. "Her lifespan isn't short, but it's definitely not to the point of dying young abruptly. If you're such a poor learner, don't mention your master's name. He can't afford to lose face like that."

Surprisingly, not one of the three masters endorsed Chu Yuening's fortune-telling outcome.

A long while passed.

An arm rose above the throng of citizens. "I'm a doctor from Kowloon Hospital. From a purely medical standpoint, the lungs are the body's most silent organs. When they're diseased, people usually don't experience any unusual sensations. By the time symptoms are detected, it's often already advanced lung cancer."