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Chapter 364 - 333: Dragon Battles in the Wild, Its Blood Mysterious Yellow

Chapter 364: Chapter 333: Dragon Battles in the Wild, Its Blood Mysterious Yellow

Li Tongyun anxiously glanced at the stopwatch in his hand, with only two minutes left until the end of the first round, but Wu Li’s condition was already very grim, and it seemed almost impossible to hold on for those two minutes.

In Penguin Sports’ studio, the female commentator’s face showed sympathy and reluctance while the male commentator opened his mouth and finally said, "Wu Li is fighting fiercely, but his left arm wound must have split open, it’s continuously bleeding, I think he must be in a lot of pain right now, I wonder if he can hold on."

Beside them, Zhang Weili looked serious, "As combat sports athletes like us, as long as there is a desire to win in our hearts, pain can sometimes actually be ignored. In UFC matches, there was a player who continued and won the match despite a broken right foot thumb; others have endured dislocated arms to continue fighting, not to mention common injuries like split eyebrows, crooked nasal bones, and broken eye corners."

"So if it’s just pain, I believe Wu Li can endure it, but I feel that the injury on his arm is not just superficial, but a penetrating injury that will affect his power output, and this is not something that willpower can overcome."

Zhang Weili’s words made the online viewers watching the match feel uneasy:

"Ah, what do we do? Is Wu Li going to lose?"

"Ah, how did Wu Li get hurt? It’s so depressing!"

"Yes, he hardly used Fist today, it must be because of his arm injury."

"Come on, hold on!"

"I’m so frustrated, there aren’t many Chinese on Wu’s side, I really want to be there to cheer for Wu Li."

...

In fact, the Chinese audience at the venue were all standing and loudly cheering for Wu Li, but unfortunately, their numbers were too small compared to Habu’s fans right now, their voices were completely drowned out, not carrying through at all.

"Ha ha, you yellow-skinned monkeys think you deserve a championship?"

In the stands, a large white man suddenly shouted out loud to the side.

He was seated next to a group of Chinese students, who were shouting with all their might, so he mocked them.

"What did you say?"

A Chinese college student standing next to him faintly heard what the other said and looked at the white man angrily.

"I said, you bunch of yellow-skinned monkeys, will never dream of getting a championship in UFC!" the white man shouted proudly.

"Shut your damn mouth, our country’s Zhang Weili has already won two championships, idiot!" the Chinese student roared back unabashedly.

"Whatever." The white man looked disdainful, "That’s women’s competitions. Your country of over a billion people can only succeed through one woman?"

This remark made the Chinese student boiling with anger, but he couldn’t find words to retort.

"What’s the matter, Xiao Ou?"

The Chinese student’s companion noticed something unusual and turned to ask.

The one named Xiao Ou told his companions about what the white man had just said, which made every one of them furiously point at the white man and curse loudly.

The white man’s group, who were also with a bunch of friends, retaliated just as fiercely.

"You yellow people are naturally as weak as monkeys, what makes you think you can compete with us?"

"A hundred years ago your country was beaten by us without the ability to fight back, now even on the ring, your men are just as inept!"

"What bullshit Hua Country’s Kung Fu, compared to our Combat Skills, it’s far inferior!"

"This is a world for the strong, go back and cry to your mommy, kids!"

"Ha ha ha!"

The white muscular man and his friends laughed and cursed recklessly, demonstrating that racial discrimination has long been a major issue in Western countries. Many white people, not just discriminating against black people, also look down upon Asians, with an inherent sense of superiority that makes them condescending towards other races.

Xiao Ou and the others wanted to argue back, but being surrounded by white people, with the other side having the upper hand and with Wu Li clearly at a disadvantage on the field, they felt extremely stifled, unable to muster their energy.

Just as Xiao Ou was about to rush up fiercely to confront these white men, a sudden gasp came from the venue.

Everyone instinctively turned their heads, and saw on the big screen: Wu Li’s left arm bandage had burst open.

It was Wu Li using the Golden Bell Shield, churning his qi to enhance his strength, his left arm swelled and eventually broke the bandage.

Due to Wu Li channeling his qi with full force, the immense pressure caused blood to spurt directly from the wound on his left arm!

This was a rare scene even on the UFC stage, blood spurting out, staining the ring red, looking extremely gruesome.

Wu Li’s left arm wound was exposed for all to see, a clear penetrating injury, currently bleeding profusely.

"Wu Li..."

The female commentator in Penguin’s live broadcast room suddenly had red eyes.

"Wu Li is still holding on..." choked the male commentator.

On the stage, Wu Li’s eyes were furious, he was pushed to the limit, because a lot of blood had spurted from the wound on his left arm, causing his Golden Bell Shield to dissipate almost entirely, and Habu’s left arm got closer to his own neck.

Huuu!

Wu Li suddenly took a deep breath, which seemed to suck in the surrounding air into his stomach.

The next moment, Habu felt Wu Li’s body shake violently, he heard a gurgling sound, it was Wu Li powering up his abdomen, followed by the sound of a tightened bowstring, it was Wu Li’s tendons and bones powering up.

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