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Chapter 151 - 137: Disciples of Wu Li

Chapter 151: Chapter 137: Disciples of Wu Li

Every Horse Form Cannon required Xu Chuan to step and borrow force, adjusting his center of gravity, which was the easiest way for him, not yet at Master Level, to unleash Dark Force.

At this moment, he spared no stamina, delivering heavy punches in succession, forcing Liu Xingjian to retreat step by step.

It wasn’t that Liu Xingjian didn’t want to counterattack, it was that the force behind Xu Chuan’s punches was somewhat beyond his expectations, and they carried a penetrating power that left Liu Xingjian’s arm bones sore.

Xu Chuan’s punches grew faster and his momentum increasingly powerful. The Horse Form Cannon itself emphasized on momentum, and the Chain Cannon demanded each punch to be heavier than the last. With the stamping of his feet as if hooves trampling, he charged ferociously, as if his body contained a wild horse, every punch unleashing the wild power of a galloping steed!

Wu Li, watching from below, nodded inwardly. Xu Chuan’s current Overall Score was B(26%), making him the weakest from Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall, whereas Liu Xingjian had an Overall Score of B+(37%), significantly higher than Xu Chuan’s. If Xu Chuan tried to outwit his opponent with technique and style, winning would be very difficult. He could only emerge victorious by dominating with his momentum and playing to his own strengths.

Bang! Liu Xingjian took another punch from Xu Chuan, his forearm feeling as if it had been struck by a Heavy Hammer. Experienced as he was, he continuously retreated to unload his opponent’s power, maintaining his balance and ready to counterattack at any moment.

Constantly watching Xu Chuan’s footwork out of the corner of his eye, Liu Xingjian finally found his chance. As Xu Chuan lifted his foot to step again, Liu Xingjian lashed out with his leg!

with a low sweeping kick that struck Xu Chuan’s standing right leg. Xu Chuan’s body swayed, his momentum thrown off by the blow. Fortunately, after several months of practicing the Horse Stance, his lower body was stable enough to keep from being swept to the ground, but his offensive rhythm was nevertheless disrupted.

Of course, Liu Xingjian wouldn’t miss such an opportunity. He quickly threw a Straight Punch, hitting Xu Chuan’s face, followed by a left punch towards Xu Chuan’s side ribs, and then retracted his right fist to deliver a fierce Hook to Xu Chuan’s head.

As Liu Xingjian’s Straight Punch approached, Xu Chuan preemptively moved his head back slightly, so even though he was hit in the face, the punch didn’t land fully, and his consciousness didn’t lapse. After taking the punch to the ribs, Xu Chuan didn’t get distracted by the pain but immediately raised both arms to cover his head, perfectly blocking Liu Xingjian’s Hook with his elbows.

Bang! Bang!

Liu Xingjian’s right Hook was blocked, and as his left Hook followed, Xu Chuan, still defending with his arms around his head, chopped down with both fists.

Tiger Hugging Head!

Having a Master like Wu Li, the Tiger Hugging Head technique was naturally what Xu Chuan practiced the most, having almost become an instinctive response. After protecting the head, a Splitting Fist immediately followed.

His muscles and bones tightened, combining Ming Jin and Dark Force, Xu Chuan’s Splitting Fist was the fastest and fiercest move he had.

Liu Xingjian was startled and instinctively leaned back to dodge, but still didn’t manage to avoid it completely, getting grazed on the face and hit on the chest by Xu Chuan’s fist’s edge.

Liu Xingjian felt a burning pain on his face and, taking a punch to the chest, used the force to retreat, taking the opportunity to create distance.

Xu Chuan immediately followed, continuing to attack.

The recent exchange seemed to give Xu Chuan the upper hand, but in terms of effective strikes, it was Liu Xingjian’s punch to Xu Chuan’s face that would score more points.

The two engaged in combat once again, with Liu Xingjian mainly focusing on defense and counterattacks, fighting steadily, but his effective strikes consistently outscored Xu Chuan’s.

Five minutes passed, and the first round ended.

The fighters separated, resting at the edge of the ring.

Xu Chuan’s eyes were slightly swollen; he gritted his teeth and stared ferociously at Liu Xingjian across from him.

Although Wu Li hadn’t explicitly said so, everyone fighting for Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall understood that they needed to achieve a KO or TKO over their opponent to completely turn around the online public opinion. If they won by points in the end, the convincing power would be much less, because after all, this was Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall’s home ground. Even if the referee was absolutely fair, there would always be suspicions.

As Wu Li’s disciple, Xu Chuan felt tremendous pressure in his first public battle since he carried more weight: everyone wanted to know if studying Wu Li’s Xingyi Fist was promising? If Xu Chuan, as Wu Li’s disciple, couldn’t make it, what hope was there for the other students studying Xingyi Fist at Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall?

Although Wu Li didn’t say much to Xu Chuan or place any demands on him, his heart had already set a goal: today, he could only win, not lose!

The second round began, and Liu Xingjian continued to use a defensive and counterattacking fighting style, not initiating many attacks, whereas Xu Chuan still maintained a high-intensity offense, which consumed a lot of stamina, but didn’t gain him much advantage.

"Can Xu Chuan keep up with his stamina fighting like this?"

Below the stage, Gao Jianping asked Wu Li in a whisper.

Wu Li, watching the stage, said softly, "I have confidence in him."

The third round started, and Liu Xingjian, having grasped the characteristics of his opponent’s fighting style, switched to offense as the main strategy. The two on stage entered into a mode of mutual attacks, exchanging punch for kick without retreat, thrilling the audience with their excitement and continuous gasps.

The audience loved to watch such a bare-knuckle exchange, the sheer sensory stimulation was the most intense.

After the third round, Xu Chuan’s face was bloodied, and his left eye was swollen to the point of nearly closing.

"Is this it? This is a National Martial Arts Seventh Rank? A Martial Hero? Too weak, isn’t it?"

People in the live broadcast room had already started to ridicule.

"His opponent is not weak either, okay? A Boxing Champion with two golden belts. Can’t him fighting like this prove Xu Chuan is strong?"

There were fans of Wu Li defending Xu Chuan as well.

"I know that victors are kings, winning is winning, and losing is losing. Today Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall needs to prove itself, to prove that Traditional Martial Arts must win!"

...

During the break after the third round, Liu Xingjian looked at his opponent across from him, already having a rough idea of his strength. He did indeed have skill, but defeating him was still challenging. If it came down to scoring, Liu Xingjian was sure to win, unless Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall didn’t mind losing face by bribing the judge. But that would mean even if Bo Yuan won, it was still a loss. Therefore, Liu Xingjian thought of whether there was a chance to KO Xu Chuan, which would also boost his own fame.

The fourth round began, and the two approached each other, the referee signaling the start with a wave of his hand.

Swoosh! Xu Chuan burst forth with force.

Liu Xingjian was shocked; his opponent should have consumed most of his stamina during the previous three rounds of attacks, yet he still erupted with such violent force now. Was he aiming for a final stand?

Liu Xingjian stepped back, certain in his heart that as long as he survived Xu Chuan’s burst of energy, he would have a chance to KO his opponent.

Xu Chuan pounced on Liu Xingjian, chopping down with both fists.

Tiger Form Splitting Fist! This was essentially a variant of the Tiger Embrace Head.

Bang!

When Xu Chuan’s fists collided with Liu Xingjian’s arms, Liu Xingjian’s expression changed drastically.

He guessed right, this indeed was Xu Chuan’s final effort—if he could just block this burst, he would win. But the force of Xu Chuan’s outburst completely exceeded his expectations, and he found himself:

Unable to block it!

After this period of Bone and Muscle Strengthening, Xu Chuan’s Muscle Bone Power had at least doubled compared to before. Although he hadn’t reached the Master Realm, he could still unleash formidable Muscle Bone Power with preparation.

Xu Chuan had been holding back his full strength, waiting for this very moment—he waited for Liu Xingjian’s strength to wane and for his guard to drop mentally.

Right at the start of the fourth round, in those few seconds before the referee announced the fight, Xu Chuan quietly adjusted his muscles and bones, prepared for the Tiger Pounce, and then he burst forth with all his might.

Victory or defeat hinged on this move!

The power of the Splitting Fist penetrated Liu Xingjian’s forearms, numbing his arms and temporarily weakening them.

This was the difference between striking with Dark Force and Ming Jin.

Seizing the opportunity, Xu Chuan punched through Liu Xingjian’s defensive arms and landed a heavy blow on his jaw, sending him stumbling backward. Then he took a step forward and added a punch to the temple.

Bang! Liu Xingjian fell heavily to the ground, his eyes vacant.

The referee hurried over to check on Liu Xingjian’s condition and then signaled that Liu Xingjian had been KO’d.

"Roar!!"

Having won the match, Xu Chuan raised his arm and roared triumphantly.

Then he turned to look at Wu Li below the stage, seeing Wu Li smiling at him, he too grinned broadly and gave a deep bow to the audience below.

"Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall, Xu Chuan, wins!"

Xu Chuan stepped off the ring, and the director of the Seeking Martial Arts show quickly came over with a cameraman.

"Xu Chuan, congratulations on winning the match. Is there anything you’d like to say?" the director asked.

Xu Chuan looked into the camera, solemnly held up his fist and said, "Xingyi, Xu Chuan!"

Then he added, "Disciple of Wu Li, Master of Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall."

After speaking, he nodded to the director and returned to Wu Li’s side.

"666666!"

"This disciple of Wu Li is quite clever (sly grin)."

"This shows that learning Xingyi Fist from Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall can make you a master!"

"I want to go to Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall and enroll. I want to take Wu Li as my master!"

...

The live broadcast room erupted with cheers, clearly many people were supporters of Wu Li and Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall.

Across in the opposite building, Zhou Heng and others had grim expressions, but at this point, they were in too deep to back out; the cards in their hands were limited, and even though it was a gamble, they had to bet that their remaining cards were stronger than their opponent’s.

"Continue!" Zhou Heng gritted his teeth into the phone.

A minute later, another person stood upon the ring.

"Sun Xing, 80kg, challenges Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall’s National Martial Arts Seventh Rank. Please send someone from Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall to the stage."

"I’ll go!"

Below the stage, Guo Dongyang and Gao Jianping almost spoke simultaneously.

Both were middleweights, just like Sun Xing on the stage, and thus both were eligible to fight.

Gao Jianping looked at Guo Dongyang: "You lost to me before, so I’ll go first this round."

Guo Dongyang frowned, clearly reluctant, but since he had indeed lost before, he could only step back sulkily without a word.

"Heh heh, then I’m going up!" Gao Jianping said excitedly as he ran to be weighed.

Wu Li looked at Sun Xing on the stage; the system showed his Overall Score was B+ (14%), slightly lower than Liu Xingjian’s, but scores were only a reference. In the last match, the lower-scored Xu Chuan had beaten the higher-scored Liu Xingjian. So theoretically, Gao Jianping, who was arguably more skilled than Xu Chuan, might not be guaranteed a win in this bout.

"Sun Xing, two-time champion and one-time runner-up in the National Sandboxing Championships, has competed in K-1 in Japan and has fought against several Muay Thai Kings in Thailand, with decent records," someone revealed Sun Xing’s information in the comment section of the live broadcast.

"Another strong challenger, seems like quite a few are determined to target Bo Yuan Martial Arts Hall today."

"Let’s see how this Eagle Claw Fist fares."

"Eagle Claw Fist has a lot of limitations on the ring, doesn’t it?"

"Since Bo Yuan Sect is sending him out, they must have their own reasons."

"Looking forward to it!"

...

"Gao Family’s Eagle Claw Fist, Gao Jianping, please enter the ring!"

On the stage, Gao Jianping loudly announced his presence.