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Chapter 297 - 269 The Five-star Red Flag Flutters in the Wind

Chapter 297: Chapter 269 The Five-star Red Flag Flutters in the Wind

Dan Hu’s center of gravity was once again disrupted and he fell to the ground.

Wu did not rush up but instead took a few steps back, giving Dan Hu enough space to get up.

Gritting his teeth, Dan Hu got up again and charged at Wu. He no longer probed but bore the pain and swung his right fist.

Wu extended his hand, drawing an arc with his arm and pressing Dan Hu’s right fist down. Following up with a step forward, he pushed with both hands, toppling Dan Hu again.

Tai Chi, Push the Window and Gaze at the Moon!

Within a mere minute, Dan Hu had fallen three times consecutively, filling him with rage. What infuriated him even more was Wu’s composed demeanor; each time he struck Dan Hu down, he would step back to create distance, then strike again after Dan Hu got up. Dan Hu felt as though Wu did not consider him a threat at all.

Dan Hu got up once again and charged forward. After several punches, he was thrown by Wu yet again, although this time he staggered a few steps before steadying himself.

Wu was like an undercurrent beneath the sea—seemingly calm on the surface, but once encountered, one could feel the astonishing power contained within. Time and again, Dan Hu charged forward, and time and again, he was swept away by the current, losing his balance involuntarily.

Tai Chi, Borrowing Force to Strike—Wu had also reached the Master Level.

"Ah!"

Unable to help himself, Dan Hu roared in rage. While Wu’s moves were clever, they didn’t inflict much damage on him. They merely broke his balance and he didn’t follow up, angering Dan Hu who felt Wu was toying with him.

"Come on! Stop acting like a woman and hit me here!"

Dan Hu forcefully patted his chest, beckoning Wu continuously.

Even though he couldn’t understand English, Wu could still comprehend provocative gestures.

He stood in place for a moment, his mind instantly void of everything. With hands clenched into fists, they felt as heavy as if they were holding lead mercury spheres.

Dan Hu saw Wu’s arms turn cyanotic and slightly swollen, but as soon as he clenched his fists, they returned to their original color.

Boom! It was like thunder from a clear sky; Dan Hu felt as though the entire ring had quivered.

Wu propelled himself forward with a forceful step, using Cannon Power to boost the power of his punch, his fists descending from above.

Tai Chi, Step Up to Deflect and Punch!

Dan Hu’s expression changed. Angered and standing still, he had been taunting Wu, but little did he know that when facing an opponent like Wu, he could only seek victory by constantly attacking with clear force. Once he stopped and gave Wu time to gather strength, he would have to face a technique exploding with both dark and clear force at its peak, and not just anybody could withstand that.

Wu’s Step Up to Deflect and Punch appeared to Dan Hu as if an ancient giant lifted a mountain and smashed it down!

Bang!

Dan Hu raised his arms to block only to feel like a thousand pounds of force bore down on him. His arms numbed, unable to withstand the blow. His legs, beyond his control, bent to dissipate the force, finally unable to support his body, he sat down on the ground with a thud.

"This is Tai Chi!" Wu shouted once more.

Who says Tai Chi can’t be fierce?

...

In New York, at the private hospital of the Hongmen Zhiyuan Hall, Li San watched this scene from his hospital bed and nodded with a smile.

Wu had practiced Tai Chi with him for a while, reaching the pinnacle in Listening Skill and Translating Force, but as for other Tai Chi techniques and combat strategies, he hadn’t studied much. Li San could tell that Wu’s Step Up to Deflect and Punch was actually leveraging the power of the Xingyi Horse Form Cannon. The combination of the two led to this final effect. Even so, to Li San, a true Tai Chi Master, the technique was quite impressive.

"Excellent Tai Chi!"

...

Stunned by Wu’s blow, Dan Hu sat on the ground, not quite recovering his senses, while Wu did not take the opportunity to attack but retreated a few steps, waiting composedly for Dan Hu to get up.

Nobody expected that a highly anticipated UFC main event would be turned by Wu into what seemed like an exhibition match.

"Ah ah ah, so cool!"

"This is Chinese Martial Arts! This is Kung Fu!"

"Who else dares to challenge this!"

"I never dreamed that one day our Martial Arts could be displayed in the ring in such a way. Wu should be a role model for our generation of martial artists!"

"Thank you Wu, for making a name for Chinese Martial Arts!"

...

Wang Ting: "So amazing, so amazing! I don’t quite know how to express it, I’ve practiced Kung Fu, I’ve practiced Tai Chi. When I heard Wu shout that this is Tai Chi, I felt like I was exploding! I never knew the Kung Fu I practiced could be like this! It can be so powerful!"

The female commentator Wang Ting from PPTV was emotionally moved, her voice choked up.

The other male commentator, Chang Shan, was slightly better, but his excitement was also hard to hide: "I thought Wu could win this match, but I never imagined he would fight like this. Truly, it’s amazing!"

On the ring, Dan Hu stood up again.

This time, his eyes filled with wariness as he looked at Wu, his earlier confidence nowhere to be found.

From beginning to end, Wu had shown no intention of grappling, but Dan Hu knew that Wu not only knew Ground Skills but was also strong at them.

Before the match, it was customary for UFC fighters to thoroughly study their opponents, and though Wu had fought few matches, there had been some—like that time at the Extreme Martial Arts Tournament in Qi City.

Dan Hu’s team had specifically collected all of Wu’s past match videos from the internet to analyze them, match by match, especially the championship fight where Wu used Ground Fist techniques against his opponent on the ground.

The style, slightly different from the current mainstream Ground Skills, had caught the attention of Dan Hu’s team. The coaching staff even specially devised some strategies for Dan Hu. But who knew that tonight Wu would choose such a way to fight, not even intending to grapple with Dan Hu at all.

When Wu participated in the Extreme Martial Arts Tournament back then, his Xingyi Fist was only at Master Level, but now, Wu possessed Master Level skills in four different Martial Arts. In only a year’s time, his strength had drastically changed. Dan Hu’s team, analyzing videos from a year ago, had completely underestimated Wu’s capability.

However, it wasn’t that Dan Hu’s coaching staff was foolish; they simply had little material for analysis. Although Wu had shown his skills in several live broadcasts, they were either sparring or armed combat, content too dissimilar from competition matches. At best, they could only discern Wu’s hand speed and reaction time from these clips. Other habits and techniques had no discernible patterns to take advantage of.

So Dan Hu had only prepared for Wu Li’s Ground Fist technique, which Wu had used in previous fights, yet Wu didn’t engage him on the ground at all. Wu’s explosive power, on the other hand, had completely caught Dan Hu off guard.

His right arm had been struck by Wu Li’s Big Stone Breaking Hand, and afterwards, his left arm had blocked an advancing Step Block Punch. Now both of his arms were red and swollen, the pain almost unbearable.

If it were just the pain, it might have been bearable, but the key issue for Dan Hu was that he didn’t know how to attack anymore. He felt as though he had no way to handle Wu Li.

During the fight, Dan Hu’s hesitation was clear to many in the audience: he dared not attack anymore.

However, Wu Li had no intention of stopping this display just yet. Since his opponent wasn’t attacking, he took the initiative to strike.

He lunged forward with an arrow step, his speed extremely fast, rotated his body, the power coming from his hips and spine, and concentrated it all into his right shoulder for a forward push.

Baji, Mountain Pressing!

Dan Hu retreated and dodged, still refraining from counterattacking, and Wu Li, unceremoniously, jabbed forward with both elbows like spears.

Dan Hu continued to dodge, but Wu Li’s footwork was faster, and he finally landed a side elbow on Dan Hu’s guard, deliberately targeting the swollen area on Dan Hu’s left arm.

Bang!

"This is Baji!"

...

Close-quarters, seizing the centerline, fists flying like the wind, combining attack and parry.

"This is Yong Chun!"

...

Fingers curved like hooks, striking from above and below, capturing and pressing on pressure points.

"This is Eagle Claw!"

...

Strikes like whips, long arms swinging, the force of the inch punch fierce.

"This is Long Arm!"

...

Wu Li kept changing techniques—Yong Chun, Baji, Eagle Claw, Ang Fist, Piercing Kick, Long Arm... These Traditional Martial Arts techniques came effortlessly to him, each move clearly exhibiting distinct characteristics, and after each technique, Wu Li would shout out the name of the Martial Art.

Modern combat moves are actually quite straightforward, like boxing which involves just straight punches, hooks, and uppercuts, but made diverse through a mix of combinations and sequences. Wu Li’s use of techniques, even to those completely unfamiliar with Chinese Martial Arts, evidently differed from modern combat styles.

It was no longer about chasing a straight line attack. There was more curvature, with movements involving chopping, pushing, twisting, turning, slicing, and pinpointing actions that were rarely seen in combat sports. At this moment, many foreigners, unfamiliar with Chinese Martial Arts, all had a thought: So this is Kung Fu.

Facing Wu Li’s tidal wave of attacks, Dan Hu was running ragged, on passive defense, and everyone could see he was completely confused, no longer knowing how to counter.

Bang!

Finally, Wu Li landed a punch on Dan Hu’s temple, knocking his opponent to the ground, motionless.

The referee quickly checked on Dan Hu, then signaled that he was no longer able to compete, declaring Wu Li the winner.

"We won, Wu Li won!" the commentator Wang Ting shouted excitedly.

The venue was boiling over with enthusiasm, the Chinese audience’s voices almost breaking from all the shouting, some even with tears welling in their eyes.

Some of them had practiced Kung Fu, but for years, Hua Country’s Kung Fu had faced much criticism domestically, with many looking down on it. Even though it was somewhat better abroad, never had anyone in various combat competitions proven themselves with pure Kung Fu.

Those who had practiced Kung Fu might not even believe in how powerful what they had learned could be, often treating it as a hobby for fitness or health. But today, Wu Li had shown everyone with his actions what Kung Fu was about:

Xingyi Fierce as a Tiger!

Bagua Like Grinding!

Tai Chi Weighs a Thousand Pounds!

And there was Yong Chun, Baji, Eagle Claw, and many, many more Kung Fu styles.

The opponent Wu Li had taken down was no weakling, but instead a top UFC lightweight contender, ranked sixth—one of the most elite athletes in the global Mixed Martial Arts arena!

Wu Li first bowed to the crowd all around, then flipped over the Octagonal Cage, taking a national flag from Chen Gang at the side of the arena, which he had prepared in advance.

Then, Wu Li jumped back into the Octagonal Cage. This time he hooked one foot on the lower wire and placed the other on the railing, standing upright on the edge of the cage.

Whoosh!

Wu Li unfurled the flag in his hand, and the bright Five-star Red Flag appeared in front of tens of thousands at the venue and on countless screens.

Near the front row by the Octagonal Cage, a Chinese student, moved by the scene and seeing the national flag waving in Wu Li’s hands, felt a lump in his throat. This was the first time Chinese Martial Arts had proved itself on the world stage, the most characteristic element of the Chinese nation.

So, he spontaneously began to sing softly in a voice already made hoarse, a song heard initially only by his nearby classmates. Once they heard it, they joined in as well.

With over thirty thousand spectators present that day, and over ten thousand from Hua Country, the singing spread and grew. Many Chinese viewers, touched by the scene of Wu Li raising the flag, couldn’t help but join in when they heard that familiar tune, resulting in a mass chorus at the venue. The song went like this:

"The Five-star Red Flag flutters in the wind,

A victorious song, so loud and proud!"

PS: I originally wanted to write this Chapter’s content yesterday, to coincide with the National Day celebration.

This year the nation has had many events that make one’s blood surge with emotion, sometimes even bringing tears to my eyes. I just want to say: Long live the motherland! China is awesome!!!

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