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Chapter 36 - 34 The Proudest Thing_3

Chapter 36: Chapter 34 The Proudest Thing_3

Xingyi Fist’s Drilling Fist took inspiration from the principle of a farmer shouldering burdens, demanding one to imagine lifting a heavy shoulder pole with a sudden upward heave during practice. Over time, this outreaching motion with a twisting wrap of power would come naturally in strikes.

The Wave Flipping Power of Xingyi Fist followed the same logic. The mystical appearance of Inner Strength in Traditional Martial Arts originated from everyday life, such as farmers tilling the land or animals fighting. The essence of Martial Arts lay within these actions.

Wu Li grasped the concept of Power, achieving an interconnected flow throughout his body. His Power became as unified and rounded as if it were one. Engaging Ren Donglai again, he felt as though victory was within easy reach.

Their fists clashed again, and Wu Li blocked Ren Donglai’s punch with a Cross Fist, and before his opponent could solidify his strength, Wu Li rotated his arm, neutralizing the punch and simultaneously launching a Drilling Fist.

Thrusting up and chopping down!

This time, Wu Li delivered the Wave Flipping Power with Master Level control, blowing Ren Donglai away.

Ren Donglai quickly stood up after hitting the ground, attacking once more.

Bang! Within less than three seconds, he was knocked down by Wu Li again.

Thus, in the third round from the very start, Wu Li dominated, continuously knocking down Ren Donglai.

Tai Chi spoke of "adhering clothes leading to eighteen falls," meaning that contact would result in a fall by disrupting the opponent’s center of gravity. However, Wu Li’s use of the Wave Flipping Power was a direct and hard confrontation that still resulted in Ren Donglai falling upon contact, leaving him with no strength to retaliate.

Everyone on the scene was stunned, not expecting this kind of situation.

At Beichuan University, within the dorm, Chen Dong and Wang Xuecheng were completely thrilled.

Wang Xuecheng danced with joy in front of the phone screen, "Like a demon-king descending from the heavens, truly a deity of this mortal realm! This Master Wu..."

Chen Dong exclaimed, "Awesome!"

...

Back on the stage, Wu Li parried another punch from Ren Donglai with a Cross Fist, but this time, instead of following with a Drilling Fist, he seized the centerline and rapid-fired punches at Ren Donglai’s face.

At this point, Ren Donglai was dizzied by the successive Wave Flipping Powers and could not react in time, getting struck repeatedly in the face by the blistering punches.

At Yan’s Martial Arts Hall, Yan Baili watched the scene in amazement.

"Hiragana Punch!" Xue Bai couldn’t help exclaiming, turning to look at Yan Baili, "Master, he’s using Yong Chun!"

Surprise filled Yan Baili’s eyes. Yesterday Wu Li had suddenly come to him, expressing a desire to learn Yong Chun. Without much thought and without withholding anything, the old man had broadly explained the key points of Yong Chun and taught Wu Li a set of basic techniques and the Hiragana Punch. He hadn’t expected Wu Li to use it now on the stage, and apparently, he seemed quite adept?

On the screen, Wu Li knocked down Ren Donglai with the Hiragana Punch.

Ren Donglai lay on the ground, his face bloodied and his eyes vacant.

Wu Li moved to the side, turned towards the camera, and loudly said, "Yong Chun, Hiragana Punch!"

"Learned from Mr. Yan Baili of Yan’s Martial Arts Hall!"

...

In a Hu City hospital room,

Li Mao watched Wu Li defeat Ren Donglai with Yong Chun. His eyes widened with surprise, joy, guilt, and relief.

Finally, he bowed his head deeply, his shoulders trembling, weeping without sound.

...

At Yan’s Martial Arts Hall.

"Master!"

Hearing Wu Li’s words, Xue Bai’s eyes reddened as he called out, choking up, like a wronged child who had finally found vindication.

The elderly man beside him trembled slightly, his mouth opened as if to say something, but in the end, he said nothing. Instead, he bowed deeply to the person on the screen.

Showing respect for him, for himself, and for the Martial Arts legacy passed down by the ancestors.

...

Many years later, as the old man lay on his deathbed, he uttered his final words about the thing he was most proud of in his life:

"The Yong Chun of that man was taught by me."