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Chapter 218 - 196 The Highest Record

Chapter 218: Chapter 196 The Highest Record

"He’s up against that Japanese genius again."

"I bet Wu Li wins!"

"But even if Wu Li wins, their team is still losing. The average scores are too far behind."

"As long as Wu Li isn’t eliminated, I’ll be satisfied as long as he beats Xiaoze Wutian."

...

Two hours of training can actually get quite boring to watch. Now, the only ones still in the live streaming room are Wu Li’s die-hard fans, who are there just to see Wu Li compete. However, their wait was not in vain, as they eventually got to see Wu Li face off against Xiaoze Wutian.

"So, for the final contest between the two groups, from Hua Country, we have Wu Li facing off against Japan’s Xiaoze Wutian. Both had the best scores in previous tests. I wonder whose score will be better this time?" Danny aptly said.

Hearing this, Xiaoze Wutian’s gaze hardened, and he suddenly turned and walked towards Wu Li.

"Even though your team has surely lost, I still hope you give it your all because the upcoming match belongs solely to us two," Xiaoze Wutian told Wu Li.

"Yesterday you won by chance, but today I won’t give you that opportunity!"

Having lost to Wu Li in yesterday’s test left him extremely discontent, as he could have scored full marks but chose to show off by deliberately not doing so. However, he couldn’t outshine Wu Li in the end; furthermore, after a verbal conflict upstairs, he found himself short of words compared to Wu Li, who enragessed him further. Finally, losing to Wu Li in a single move made Xiaoze Wutian see him as an opponent he must defeat!

Xiaoze Wutian’s words caused many people, including Floreson, to look somewhat displeased. They were obviously already losing, but hearing Xiaoze Wutian stating it so bluntly still felt humiliating.

Danny ran over excitedly, UFC events always like to hype things up by having the competitors trash talk each other. Xiaoze Wutian’s behavior was exactly what he had hoped for. He handed the microphone to Wu Li, eager to hear his response.

"I hope the two start trash talking," Danny thought, ready to stir the pot.

But Wu Li didn’t care at all; he completely ignored Xiaoze Wutian and turned his head towards Danny, "Can we start now?"

Danny was momentarily stunned, then nodded, "Yes, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, bang, Wu Li slapped the timer and dashed off.

Danny: "..."

Xiaoze Wutian: "..."

Danny had intended to create a confrontational atmosphere, and Xiaoze Wutian ran over to spout challenges, but they both overlooked one thing: by the rules, Wu Li could actually just run his own race, and only his personal score would be computed in the end.

"Run your own race, I can’t be bothered with your nonsense."

That was probably what Wu Li intended to convey.

"HAHAHA, this is hilarious!"

"Awesome, doesn’t even bother competing with you."

"Once in a 500-year talent; he’s totally ignoring Xiaoze Wutian."

"Xiaoze Wutian must be furious by now."

...

The audience in the live stream burst into laughter due to Wu Li’s behavior, and Xiaoze Wutian was almost driven mad.

He focused on seeing Wu Li as a competitor, but Wu Li completely ignored him, never even considering a confrontation.

"Ha ha," Floreson laughed out loud when he saw Wu Li’s behavior.

At his laugh, all his team members also laughed.

Xiaoze Wutian’s face turned livid as he clenched his fists and glared fiercely at Floreson, but since the other was a mentor and famous and even stronger than him, he couldn’t say much and turned his head to look at Wu Li instead.

"Let him run first. In the end, we can still compare individual scores."

However, seconds later, when everyone looked at Wu Li, all faces showed surprise.

Because he was too fast, Wu Li’s speed was clearly much faster than anyone before!

seconds, Wu Li had nearly covered half the distance.

43.5 seconds, Wu Li completed 50 meters, then started running backward.

His backward speed was shockingly fast as well, his body leaning backward as if about to fall, but he just didn’t.

Wu Li crossed the starting line, slapping the timer forcefully—55.6 seconds!

The whole place was astounded; previous best times hadn’t even been below 66 seconds, and Wu Li had just improved that by over 10 seconds!

Charles, who had felt secure in his victory, was frozen, not expecting Wu Li’s performance to reach such a level.

"Ha ha, Wu Li is amazing!"

"Wu Li has never disappointed me!"

"Wow, with that score alone, he’s pulled the average back up!"

"I wonder if Xiaoze Wutian still has the guts to compete?"

...

The live streaming room exploded, and everyone was ecstatic.

"OH my god!" Danny’s eyes widened, incredulous.

"What did I just see? 55.6 seconds! This score is close to UFC’s fastest record! Wu Li, have you ever trained specifically for this?" Danny asked Wu Li, no longer caring about any showdown.

Wu Li shook his head, "No."

Danny said, "That’s crazy, you achieved this result after only two hours of practice?"

Wu Li smiled and did not explain. Although he had never undergone similar training, the standing poses in Traditional Martial Arts were about moving the spine and small muscle groups, enhancing control over one’s body. Moreover, there were various moving poses and Fist practices which inherently included exercises for body coordination and balance, especially Horse Form. Wu Li’s Horse Jumping Creek Step Technique focused on shifting the center of gravity, which was actually much more challenging than the current dodging training.

"Clap, clap, clap!" Floreson suddenly started clapping for Wu Li.

"Clap clap clap clap!"

As he clapped, the rest of the members in the group also began to applaud, showing their admiration for Wu Li’s recent performance.

Wu Li smiled and cupped his hands towards everyone.

At this moment, everyone’s attention was on Wu Li, and no one paid any mind to the bewildered expression on Xiaoze Wutian’s face.

He had come over full of ambition to challenge Wu Li, but now Wu Li’s impressive result made him blush at the memory of his own words.

The sound of clapping felt like slaps on his face...

The gap was too large; at least in the dodging training, the two were not on the same level.

If Xiaoze Wutian had started running at the same time as Wu Li or even started before him, then when Wu Li’s result came out, all attention would be on Wu Li and Xiaoze Wutian could quietly retreat without attracting much attention even if he felt embarrassed.

But unfortunately, Wu Li had finished running first, and Xiaoze Wutian hadn’t run yet; he had to run alone under everyone’s scrutiny later. Given Wu Li’s result as a comparison, Xiaoze Wutian knew no matter how hard he tried, he would end up as a joke.

But he couldn’t quit now, because Floreson’s team’s average performance had just surpassed Charles’ team’s average. If Xiaoze Wutian didn’t run, his score would be the lowest in the group, and he would be eliminated...

The applause ended, and everyone’s gaze began to turn towards Xiaoze Wutian, filled with sympathy, mockery, and schadenfreude.

Xiaoze Wutian felt like dying...

"Cough."

Seeing Xiaoze Wutian remained motionless for a long time, Danny coughed and said, "Xiaoze Wutian, please finish the race."

Xiaoze Wutian resentfully glanced at Wu Li, took a deep breath, and walked back to his starting line.

"Run well, you still have a chance!" Charles said to Xiaoze Wutian from the side.

Now, Wu Li had single-handedly pulled Floreson’s average performance ahead of his own team, but the gap was not large. If Xiaoze Wutian performed a bit better, there was still a chance to pull ahead again!

However, Xiaoze Wutian looked like he hadn’t heard Charles’ words, somewhat absentmindedly pressing the timer.

He started running, and without needing to look at the electronic screen, everyone could tell his speed wasn’t as good as Wu Li’s.

Charles frowned even more; he could clearly feel Xiaoze Wutian was not focused, and his speed now was a notch below what it had been during the training.

Indeed, Xiaoze Wutian’s final result was mediocre, unable to help Charles’ team pull ahead again.

Xiaoze Wutian returned to his team with a somewhat vacant gaze. Although his result wasn’t the worst and he wasn’t eliminated, his mood was even more dejected than if he had been.

"Damn it!" Charles cursed, as he hadn’t expected a victory that seemed within reach to slip away. He looked towards Wu Li on the other side, barely able to suppress his frustration.

"So, I declare, for the first team confrontation, Floreson’s team wins!" Danny announced loudly.

Floreson’s team members cheered, the one with the weakest performance looking at Wu Li with gratitude.

Per the rules, Danny eliminated the worst performer from Charles’ team. Now Charles’ team was down to ten people, while Floreson’s team still had fourteen.

"Over the next few days, your training will consist of dodging practice, with no further team confrontations," Danny told everyone.

His words relieved many.

"However, the training intensity will be very high. I hope everyone can persevere."

After finishing, he took the microphone and left, handing the remaining time over to the two instructors.

The following training was still dodging practice, but the format changed, beginning with physical fitness training before continuing with dodging practice.

For instance, Floreson would make Wu Li and others sprint back and forth quickly. When everyone’s breathing became unstable, then they would start the dodging practice; or first drain a large amount of everyone’s physical energy to stiffen their limbs, then proceed with dodging; or have everyone tie a sandbag to one foot and not the other, and then practice dodging.

In short, the goal was to simulate the various conditions that might arise in actual competitions, and then to practice accordingly.

Wu Li also gained some insights in the subsequent training, gradually exploring and enhancing his own methods.

After a day’s training, all the trainees were exhausted.

Such high-intensity and monotonous training patterns are the daily life of a professional boxer. Without strong willpower, it’s impossible to persist day after day.

"Hey."

As Wu Li was about to head to the locker room, Charles’ voice suddenly came from behind him.

Wu Li stopped and turned to face him.

The remaining trainees all turned to look as well, secretly sensing some animosity between Wu Li and Charles and curious to hear what Charles would say.

"Lodging training, running 55.6 seconds, you’re proud, aren’t you?" Charles asked.

A translator behind Wu Li quietly translated for him, and Wu Li frowned, "Is there a problem?"

Charles’ attitude made Wu Li’s demeanor even more displeasing to Charles, who stepped forward:

"Go back later, ask around what the fastest dodging training record in UFC is and who set it, then you’ll know, you have no right to be proud in front of me!"