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Chapter 332 - 302: Bear Classic and Bird Declaration

Chapter 332: Chapter 302: Bear Classic and Bird Declaration

Floreson’s long-conceived strike was not merely to bring Wu to the ground.

Before hitting the ground, Floreson had already adjusted his posture and, the moment he landed, he violently flipped over to arrive behind Wu. Then, his right hand slipped through Wu’s neck, constricting tightly.

Guillotine!

Checkmate!

Anyone with some knowledge of combat knows that once a move like the guillotine is properly applied, no matter how strong or skilled you are, it only takes a few seconds to lose strength due to cerebral hypoxia and completely lose the ability to resist.

Many spectators present at the venue understood this, and even those who did not, seeing Wu being choked in such a manner, knew the situation was very unfavorable for him.

For a moment, everyone subconsciously held their breath. They bought tickets to see the match today, with ninety percent coming for Wu. They naturally hoped Wu would win and had never considered the possibility of his loss.

In the ring, the moment Floreson strangled his neck, Wu promptly reacted, clutching the opponent’s right arm with both hands, then exerting force to pull outward to prevent Floreson from completely locking in.

The two grappled for a few seconds, and the audience, seeing Wu not immediately subdued, let out a sigh of relief.

Wu’s left hand grabbed Floreson’s wrist while his right hand moved bit by bit towards the opponent’s elbow. His fingers, like iron hooks, dug deeply into the opponent’s elbow joint.

The reason he had previously suggested that Gao Jiancheng, a practitioner of Eagle Claw Fist, grapple with his opponent on the ground was due to the exceptional finger strength of the Eagle Claw Fist that significantly enhances the effectiveness of joint techniques in ground combats.

Now Wu’s Eagle Claw Fist was also of Master Level, and even though he hadn’t specialized in joint techniques, his finger strength was no less than that of Gao Jiancheng, who had trained for decades. At this moment, with full force exerted, the power bursting from his hands surprised even Floreson.

Floreson was a bit short of completely locking Wu down, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t close the gap.

A close-up shot of the two was shown onscreen, their struggle displayed on the large overhead screen.

Prominent veins, tense muscles, fierce expressions, and faces flushed red, all indicated that both competitors were exerting their utmost strength.

More than eighty thousand spectators observed Wu desperately pulling away Floreson’s right arm while Floreson tried his best to tighten around Wu’s neck. There was just a tiny gap between the arm and the neck, and Wu was slowly making it bigger, making everyone intensely nervous.

"Come on, Wu!"

Someone shouted loudly, followed by the whole audience joining in.

"Wu!"

"Come on!"

"Wu!"

"Come on!"

...

Chen Ling was so anxious her face turned white, clenching tightly on Wu Wenhua’s clothes as she kept repeating, "Come on, come on..."

Wu Wenhua stood beside her, lips tightly pursed, brows furrowed, staying silent.

Surprise grew on Floreson’s face; he knew of Wu’s ground skills from the matches in Hua Country, but those mostly showcased technical dominance. To Floreson, a master of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Wu’s ground skills were just outstanding and not really a threat, which is why he had set this trap.

But Floreson hadn’t anticipated the strength in Wu’s hands; even in a clearly disadvantageous position, Wu still managed to hold on against him.

This is the advantage of fighting less frequently; before this, no one knew Wu’s finger strength was so strong. Of course, after tonight, this secret strength of Wu’s would also be exposed.

Seeing Wu about to break free from his guillotine, Floreson suddenly changed his application of force, wrapping his legs around Wu’s waist and rolling over.

He aimed to disrupt Wu’s application of force during the roll!

Wu certainly knew this, and in fact, he had been waiting for this chance.

As they rolled, Wu twisted his waist, his spine sequentially applying force that ultimately reached his fingertips, instantly prying Floreson’s right arm open!

Floreson had tried to use the roll to disrupt Wu’s force, but Wu used the rolling motion to borrow strength from his waist, ultimately breaking Floreson’s guillotine with a burst of hidden strength.

Though Floreson practiced kung fu, he was not familiar enough with martial artists on Wu’s level.

Having his guillotine broken, Floreson didn’t hesitate to continue with joint techniques.

The two rolled on the ground, grappling. Floreson tried to lock Wu’s right arm joint, while Wu’s hands, like hooks, also firmly clutched Floreson’s elbow joint.

In a pure technical comparison, Floreson’s Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu was of Master Level, and Wu’s Ground Lying Fist was only at the Mastery Level, inferior to his opponent; but Wu’s finger strength was so strong that even if technically weaker, he could still fight back with strength.

For the time being, neither could overcome the other, dragging them back into a stalemate, only this time it was dynamic instead of static.

Ding!

The first round time was reached, and the referee stepped forward to separate them, marking the first time Wu had completed the first round in a UFC match.

"Yun Nan, how much longer will it take?"

Chen Ling anxiously asked Chen Yun Nan below.

Chen Yun Nan looked tense as well, wiping the sweat from his forehead, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Auntie, if Cousin can’t take down his opponent, they’ll have to fight five rounds, five minutes each, leaving four rounds remaining."

Other side matches and the main match only go for three rounds, while the headline main event extends to five rounds.

"However, with Cousin’s strength, he probably won’t need that many rounds," Chen Yunnan said, looking at Chen Ling’s expression, to comfort her.

Chen Ling shook her head, "He’s not weak either; he almost beat Wu Wenhua just now."

"Anyway, Cousin will definitely win!"

"I just hope he doesn’t get hurt."

...

On the sideline, Floreson’s coach was loudly talking in his ear.

"Next, try to grapple with him on the ground; it’s his weak point!"

Floreson raised his right arm, pointing at the finger marks on it, "Hey, his hand power is great; I might not be able to beat him on the ground."

Coach: "But his standing technique is even stronger. How many times can you block those chopping moves?"

Floreson was silent. His skills were comprehensive, strong both in standing and on the ground. However, most of the time, he relied on his standing techniques to strike opponents. Now he was forced to switch to fighting on the ground, as Wu Wenhua’s standing was too powerful.

"Don’t worry, I know what to do," Floreson nodded.

"Go for it, take him down, and you’ll be famous in Hua Country!" the coach said excitedly.

...

Compared to the bustling atmosphere around Floreson, it was relatively quiet around Wu Wenhua, who hadn’t hired a coach, thus had no one to provide tactical direction during the breaks.

Not far away, Li Tongyun was looking curiously at the silent Wu Wenhua sitting there.

What was he thinking at this moment? What tactics would he adopt next?

At the same time, she felt a bit sentimental that if she were beside Wu Wenhua right then, she could undoubtedly offer a lot of targeted advice.

As the saying goes, insiders are blinded, bystanders see clearly. When athletes compete fiercely on the field, it’s hard for them to stay calm all the time as they need to summon all their fighting spirit, excite themselves. Therefore, they might fall into certain emotions or inertia, preventing rational thinking, in which case a coach’s reminders can be crucial.

For a top coach like Li Tongyun, the ability to adjust tactics based on real-time performance of both sides could provide even greater help to the athletes.

With no coach for this match, Li Tongyun was curious to see how Wu Wenhua would perform.

The break quickly passed, and Wu Wenhua and Floreson came back to the center of the ring, approaching each other.

The referee waved his hand, signaling the match to continue.

They engaged in combat again, attacking almost simultaneously!

Floreson combined punches and elbows, only attacking without defense, while Wu Wenhua was no less intense, cycling through the Xingyi Twelve Forms like surges of a great river, advancing in waves.

From the appearance, Wu Wenhua held the upper hand; Floreson’s attacks were often interrupted, taking many hits, while Wu Wenhua scarcely got hit.

With a twist!

Wu Wenhua twisted his waist, sidestepped, and moved forward shoulder-first into Floreson.

Bear Form Charge!

Floreson used his right hand to block, pushed slightly, then stepped back, his body misaligned, trying to dissipate the incoming force.

However, as Floreson was dissipating the force, Wu Wenhua smoothly transitioned, his form suddenly becoming agile, like a bird tucking its wings, fluid as floating clouds, moving to Floreson’s left side.

The change from Bear Form to Hawk Form was smooth as flowing water, catching Floreson by surprise.

Just a second ago, it was the ferocity of a bear charging, and the next second it turned into a hawk flipping over, as lightweight as a bird, a sight that made Li Tongyun’s eyes sparkle, subconsciously bringing to mind the phrase "from bear’s energy to bird’s extend."

This was a health cultivation method promoted in ancient guiding techniques, resembling the climbing of a bear and the stretching of a bird. At that moment, Wu Wenhua indeed manifested this conception, making Li Tongyun marvel; he truly lived up to the name of a Xingyi Master. The transformation between the Twelve Forms was so masterful it was divine!

In fact, Wu Wenhua’s switch from Bear Form to Hawk Form was possible only because he had achieved a mercury-like center of gravity, a technique he mastered perfectly recently and rarely used, as it could easily go wrong.

At this moment, suddenly unleashing such a secret move allowed Wu Wenhua to seize an opportunity. He side-punched, bending his torso to the right, throwing one punch at Floreson’s head and another at his side ribs.

Double Dragon Top Corner!

Boom!

Floreson staggered, moving to the right.

Roar!

The crowd cheered; it looked like Wu Wenhua was about to KO his opponent again!

However, just as Wu Wenhua was about to move in for the ’kill shot,’ Floreson suddenly bent down, grabbed both of Wu Wenhua’s legs, and once again tackled him to the ground!

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