Before Officer Zhang could even speak, Christian eagerly stepped forward.

"Brother Qin, you know me so well! I've always wanted to experience Chinese martial arts..." Christian gestured in the air a couple of times, and continued confidently, "I've been learning Barton techniques for over ten years. In your Chinese language, it's called having inexhaustible strength. I'm also one of the top fighters in England."

Seeing Christian's smug look, Officer Zhang's eyes flashed with disdain.

Barton technique?

How dare he compare this kind of martial art to Chinese martial arts?

Barton Technique is a new type of martial art invented by Barton, a citizen of Eagle Tower. It is a mixed combat art that combines offense and defense and has a history of more than two hundred years.

In terms of time, Patton's Kung Fu is far behind Chinese Kung Fu.

Needless to say, Patton's Art is a new type of martial art that Patton learned in Japan and then improved upon.

Japan, that tiny place, doesn't have anything good to offer; it's all learned from other countries.

The most famous judo in Japan originated from jujutsu, which was learned from, adapted from, and developed from Chinese martial arts.

Because the Dragon Kingdom declined a hundred years ago, Japan changed its role model and became a lackey of Western countries.

Therefore, Jiu-Jitsu gradually declined and was transformed into Judo.

Even Japanese judo is no match for Chinese kung fu.

Therefore, it goes without saying that the Barton technique, which the Eagle Tower Kingdom learned and improved upon from the Japanese Kingdom, is simply not qualified to be compared with the kung fu of the Dragon Kingdom.

To put it nicely, Pattonism is a blend of advanced martial arts from both the East and the West, and is the most gentlemanly martial art in the world.

To put it bluntly, it's something that looks good but is useless.

But in any case, the Chinese are ultimately a humble people; showing off their talents is not their style.

Officer Zhang touched his nose and smiled sheepishly: "I'm not very knowledgeable about Chinese martial arts; I'm basically at the bottom of the team. But... if you're interested, I can play with you."

“Then let’s have some fun.” Christian paused, then said with a smile, “Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you.”

Upon hearing Christian's words, several question marks popped into Officer Zhang's mind.

What is it?

He was just being modest; does this kid really think he's a good-for-nothing?

While Officer Zhang was still wondering, Christian had already elegantly rolled up his sleeves, ready to unleash his Barton technique.

Seeing this, Officer Zhang rubbed his wrist, preparing to have a brief sparring session with him.

Seeing that both contestants were fully prepared, the tourists at the scene raised their phones to record the moment.

As for Qin Zi'an, the instigator, he had already secured the best shooting position, ready to capture dramatic moments at any time.

Although Qin Zian didn't know the difference in their fighting abilities, he was certain that Officer Zhang wouldn't lose when it came to national pride.

He had expected the duel between the two to be evenly matched, but after a struggle, Officer Zhang won the contest by a narrow margin.

However, things did not go according to plan.

Christian then charged forward tentatively, fist raised, as if he were about to knock Officer Zhang down with a single punch.

Officer Zhang did not choose to attack, but instead kept dodging, not wanting to have a direct confrontation with Christian.

Faced with such a defensive situation, many impatient tourists couldn't stand it.

Although their sparring was a recreational game and did not involve any competition for honor.

But the Chinese people, who are strong-willed throughout their lives, absolutely refuse to admit defeat.

Therefore, several tourists shouted loudly, wanting Officer Zhang to launch a counterattack as soon as possible.

Even if we can't win, we can't lose in terms of morale.

Compared to these anxious and impatient tourists, Qin Zian appeared very calm.

A long time ago, he redeemed a god-level martial arts skill through the system.

It can be said that Qin Zian's understanding and comprehension of Chinese martial arts is quite profound, and he can also see the difference in the martial arts skills of both sides.

Although Officer Zhang was on the defensive, he was constantly observing Christian's attacking movements, probably aiming for a decisive blow.

Sure enough, things turned out pretty much as Qin Zian had predicted.

After a few minutes of sparring, Christian did not gain the upper hand against Officer Zhang; instead, he was subdued by him in one move.

When Officer Zhang pinned Christian to the ground, the flashbulbs from the cameras were almost blinding, and the tourists were buzzing with excitement.

"Wow! One move and you're done for. I knew Officer Zhang could do it. With police officers like you protecting my safety, we ordinary citizens can finally relax and rest easy."

"Even though I could only see the foreigner's back, I could already feel his embarrassment. If he had sensitive skin, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep at night and would have to keep reviewing his failed attempt."

“This won’t do! Officer Zhang, you have to be mindful of the international implications. After all, this foreigner is the son of the mayor of a British city; we should at least give him a little leeway.”

"Christian, keep it up! It's okay, you don't need to feel inferior for losing to our Dragon Country's police officers. Don't learn any of those tricks, they're all just for show. Instead of wasting your time, eat a couple more packets of konjac juice, it's not very useful, but it's really refreshing."

"This isn't a grappling technique, this isn't a police officer from the police station, this is clearly a heartbreaker! I suddenly understand the enigmatic young lady in 'Protecting Jiefang West,' the police officers at Pozi Street Police Station are indeed all very good-looking."

"Is this all the mayor's son is capable of? He seemed so confident and high-spirited just now. Who would have thought he'd be taken down so easily? It was no surprise at all."

Now, Christian has lost his former high spirits and looks like a wilted eggplant.

Christian was already in low spirits, but after seeing the photos Qin Zi'an took...

Christian completely lost his composure and broke through one of his defenses.

The only reason Qin Zi'an took the photos was of Christian being captured on the ground by Officer Zhang, looking utterly pathetic.

Christian didn't come to the Pozi Street Police Station to take handsome photos; he just wanted to experience the photo of him squatting down with his head in his hands in front of the police station.

But faced with such a one-sided crushing defeat, and with so many people watching.

Even if Christian was very open-minded, he was still somewhat uncomfortable inside.

no!!!

This is not Christian's strength at all.

Christian then turned his gaze to Qin Zian, who was standing to the side, and tentatively asked a question.

"Brother Qin, do you know any Chinese martial arts?"