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Chapter 115 - 104: Ultimate Killing Move, Grandmaster’s Composure

Chapter 115: Chapter 104: Ultimate Killing Move, Grandmaster’s Composure

In the private viewing room, Chen Zhengyang stood up excitedly.

He still remembered that during the internal selection at the Fenglin Group, Wu Li had used such a sudden change of direction to land a blow on the heavyweight boxing champion Liu Jun’s temple, and then three punches for a KO!

Now, the exact same scene was unfolding, and Chen Zhengyang couldn’t help but get excited.

However, unlike Liu Jun back then, Basong was able to instantly retract his center of gravity even after throwing punches and kicks. His right foot stamped the ground rapidly, his body rotated, and his left arm bent at the elbow, smashing down in a fluid motion.

Muay Thai, turning elbow!

But just as the fist and elbow were about to connect, Wu Li changed direction again. His body swayed, and he pulled himself back to his original position!

Horse Jumping Creek, three changes of direction!

"Good!"

In the private room, Zhao Lixin silently praised. He had heard that when Xingyi Fist is practiced to a high level, one could achieve a mercury-like center of gravity, making it possible to drift unpredictably in all directions and change at will.

Wu Li’s Horse Form might not have reached that point yet, but it was already well developed.

What Zhao Lixin didn’t know was that, in a certain space, Wu Li had "died" many times using this move, and it had also "killed" him many times over, which led him to completely master the continuous three changes of direction in Horse Form.

As Wu Li stepped forward, Basong also just completed his turn, so Wu Li was once again at Basong’s side.

As he stepped, his body was also crouching down, and once the step was completed, he had contracted into a ball.

Monkey Form, Monkey Squat.

The follow-up to the Monkey Squat involved using one hand to prop oneself off the ground from behind, leveraging spinal movement to generate force, and then suddenly bursting out with a Drilling Fist to strike the opponent’s lower body.

At that moment, Wu Li’s left hand pushed off from behind, and instead of seizing the opportunity to perform a Drilling Fist, his whole body shot upwards.

Spine like a dragon, Dragon Lifts Head!

"Good!"

Unable to help himself, Zhao Lixin shouted out loud in the private room.

Wu Li’s sudden change from Monkey Form to Dragon Form was extremely fast and forceful.

Just like during their past sparring session, when Wu Li had followed up his Horse Form Shrunken Yang with a sudden Big Spear Nodding, catching Zhao Lixin off guard.

In fact, this move was another secret technique of Xingyi Fist, where the Monkey Form suddenly transforms into Dragon Form, leveraging the spring of Monkey Form to execute the explosive power of Dragon Form. The spinal column energetically directed force along the opponent’s body axis, ascending inversely to target the enemy’s head.

That is what is called, Backward Riding Dragon!

Wu Li’s hand transition from Horse Form definitely caught Basong off guard, and now with Backward Riding Dragon, it further prevented Basong from reacting in time. He only felt a chill on his neck as Wu Li’s hand had already touched his throat.

The rules of the competition stated that hitting the throat was not allowed, but there was no rule against locking the throat. In reality, Wu Li’s Backward Riding Dragon was meant to use the bursting power of Dragon Form to snap the opponent’s neck in one go!

At this critical moment, Basong displayed his own strength. With just a fraction of time before Wu Li’s hands could lock in place, he took a fierce breath. His neck suddenly thickened.

Basong had not only mastered Muay Thai to a master level but had trained Myanmar Fist to a master level as well, which has a secret technique that involves intense breathing to stimulate the lungs, thereby activating the body’s power.

Basong excelled at bursting out suddenly precisely because of this secret technique. He practiced it to the point where he could explode with power at will. Now, he deliberately controlled his breath to not sink immediately but lingered in the trachea of his throat for a moment, bolstering his neck to resist Wu Li’s Backward Riding Dragon.

Wu Li’s hands did not clamp together as expected, and he felt somewhat surprised. He hadn’t expected Basong to have such a trick up his sleeve, similar to the Xingyi Fist’s ultimate killing move, Giant Python Swallowing Pill, which also uses breathing to pump up the neck.

However, Wu Li’s Backward Riding Dragon did not rely on the strength of his hands but the twist of his body driven by Dragon Form. So even if the opponent turned into a real giant python, Wu Li intended to strangle it with Dragon Form!

Even those unfamiliar with boxing could see that they had reached the most critical moment.

From the moment Wu Li made his move, he had taken the initiative, fully exhibiting the domineering essence of Xingyi Fist. Following up with two consecutive secret techniques, he was about to conclude this match!

Basong too felt the intense danger. As Wu Li was twisting, he took another violent breath in!

Such use of Myanmar Fist’s secret technique put a significant strain on the body. Therefore, Basong would never burst forth twice in quick succession. He would usually burst forth once, then take some time to readjust before looking for another opportunity to explode.

This was Basong’s first time bursting with power twice in a row on the arena!

Wu Li could feel Basong’s body tremble, with every hair standing on end, like a tiger whose fur had exploded!

Bang! Basong’s fists struck Wu Li’s lower abdomen.

The two were currently pressed together, leaving Basong no room to gather enough power for his punch. With Wu Li’s resistance to hits, such a strike wouldn’t matter, not two punches let alone twenty.

But the power behind Basong’s two punches was surprisingly strong, catching Wu Li off guard.

The only explanation for such punches was that Basong had used Muscle Bone Power!

Using Muscle Bone Power was not exclusive to Internal Fist; other countries’ martial arts also had specialized research in this area, but Wu Li had not expected that Myanmar Fist, known for its direct and visible power, had such a secret technique to wield Dark Force.

Despite his lungs being injured, Basong landed two punches on Wu Li’s abdomen, dispersing his Dragon Form and forcing him to retreat.

"Ah!"

In the private room, Yang Yuzhu, who had thought that Wu Li was certain to win, exclaimed in shock as she saw him being pushed back, her eyes filled with worry.

"Don’t worry, he’s fine," Zhao Lixin said from the side; after some time spent sparring and exchanging skills, he knew well that Wu Li had cultivated the Golden Bell Shield to a high realm!

On the stage, Wu Li, pushed back by Basong’s punches, scattered his center of gravity and retreated several steps before regaining his footing.

This should have been an excellent opportunity for Basong, but consecutive uses of secret techniques had taken a large toll on his body, and his abdomen felt as if it were split open. Gasping for breath, he couldn’t rush forward to attack right away.

However, Basong believed that having taken his two punches, Wu Li would also be in pain and need to adjust. This recovery process would only take a few seconds for both fighters, and it was now a matter of who could finish "catching their breath" first.

But the next second, Basong’s eyes widened in disbelief because Wu Li didn’t take any time to adjust. As soon as he regained his stability, he lunged forward!

Swish! This was even faster and more ferocious than his first move when the match started! Basong only managed to raise his arms in defense before Wu Li picked them off.

Tiger Hugging Head!

After obtaining the rare Ultimate Killing Move skill, Wu Li had focused on perfecting the Tiger Hugging Head technique.

The Ultimate Killing Move could increase the power of a killing technique by 20%, equivalent to Wu Li dedicating three years to mastering this move after reaching Master level.

With the addition of three years of experience, Wu Li executed the Tiger Hugging Head technique almost perfectly—the adjustment of his tendons and bones, the exertion of his muscles, timing, rhythm, and the variations in his movements.

Tiger Hugging Head inherently included the variation of Tiger Form Splitting Fist. Wu Li had not used it at the beginning of the fight since Basong was prepared, and using his killing move right away would not achieve the best effect.

But now, as Basong was still adjusting, it was the perfect moment for Wu Li to use his killing move.

Basong thought that after taking two penetrative punches, Wu Li would also need to adjust, but as he was being hit, the Master level Golden Bell Shield had involuntarily responded. The flow of blood and energy, and the bulging of muscles, helped him to negate some of Basong’s power, allowing Wu Li to recover during his retreat.

At that moment, Wu Li pounced like a tiger, effortlessly lifting Basong’s weak arms before sending a Splitting Fist crashing down, squarely hitting Basong’s forehead.

Crack! With a loud sound, Basong staggered backward before collapsing thunderously.

"Good!!!" In the private room where Chen Zhengyang sat, a group of people couldn’t help but cheer loudly.

Sitting in his wheelchair, Zhao Lixin silently reflected as he watched Wu Li execute the Tiger Hugging Head, he was reminded of the Republic era’s Martial God, the young protector Sun Lutang, who was also famous for his single-use Tiger Hugging Head.

Although Wu Li was still far from the Grandmasters of that era, Zhao had truly sensed that Grandmaster’s demeanor from Wu Li—the kind that didn’t rely on fancy moves or poses, only a single masterful stroke.

Perhaps one day he truly could reach the realm where, like Li Shuwen, he could claim "I only need a double fist and an elbow" yet remain unstoppable.

On the stage, Basong lay on the ground with his body twitching slightly as if struggling to stand up, showing his impressive resistance to hits.

Wu Li leapt to Basong’s front and stomped down on his knee.

Crack! Basong’s knee completely shattered. He shook and then passed out completely.

"I told you, you’d change your mind soon."