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Chapter 37 - 35 I Beg You Not to Die

Chapter 37: Chapter 35 I Beg You Not to Die

On the stage, Ren Donglai fell and couldn’t get up, prompting the referee to approach and start the countdown.

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

But after just two seconds, Ren Donglai lying on the ground suddenly began to tremble all over, his breathing rapid, foaming at the mouth.

"Damn it!" Wu Li watching from the side was also startled, "Can he not take the loss?"

The referee quickly knelt down to check on Ren Donglai’s condition before looking up and shouting loudly, "Medics, quick!"

Two medics rushed onto the stage to check on Ren Donglai, and minutes later, one of the doctors directly said, "Call an ambulance, he needs emergency care!"

There was a burst of shock from the crowd; nobody had expected such an incident.

Combat sports may seem dangerous, with injuries in almost every match, but the death rate is actually not high.

Take boxing for example, over the span of a hundred years with more than 5,000 professional matches and 25,000 amateur ones annually, the average is about three deaths per year, while American football has an average of eight deaths per year, and car racing as high as thirty-two!

Mixed Martial Arts (MMA) has fewer restrictions and seems more dangerous, but its death rate is even lower than that of boxing, so it’s rare for a combat sports athlete to need emergency rescue.

Below the stage, Zhang Xiaodong was also frightened by Ren Donglai’s condition, aware that it certainly had to do with the drugs he took.

When purchasing the drugs, Zhang Xiaodong knew they came with side effects, greatly damaging an athlete’s body. A few uses could cause an athlete to completely break down before reaching 30.

But Zhang Xiaodong was only interested in Ren Donglai’s immediate performance; he needed him to defeat Wu Li, to soar in popularity over the next few years, and to rake in all the money possible. The future? That was none of Zhang Xiaodong’s concern.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaodong had not foreseen the drug’s adverse effects surfacing so soon, a critical blow on top of losing the match.

On the other side, Wu Li grew tense, no longer in the mood to enjoy the victory. He began to understand a saying now,

"So what if you’re the world boxing champion? If I throw a punch, won’t you still be kneeling on the ground, begging me... begging for your life?"

Even though both parties signed an agreement prior to the match that absolved Wu Li of legal responsibility if Ren Donglai truly died in the ring, the mental burden of potentially having taken a life was immense for a young man who had just turned 20.

Besides, as a refined and easy-going college student who convinced others with reason, if Wu Li killed his opponent in his first official match, one could hardly imagine what kind of reputation he would have afterward.

The medics took Ren Donglai away, but the referee did not forget his duty and walked over to Wu Li, raising his right hand.

"I declare the winner of this match—Wu Li!"

[Temporary Mission: Uphold the honor of Traditional Martial Arts, completed]

[Defeated opponent: Ren Donglai, Overall Score C+, temporarily increased to B]

"That bastard Ren Donglai really had a problem!"

Seeing this message from the system, Wu Li immediately realized that the temporary increase could likely be due to drug use.

"But in that case, shouldn’t my reward be much higher now?" Wu Li waited expectantly for the system to tally.

[Reward processing...]

[Choose one from the following three Rare Skills: 1. Iron Man; 2. Eagle Eye; 3. Fiery Flame]

Wu Li was overjoyed. Insisting on having this public match against Ren Donglai was the right decision after all; the rewards were much more substantial than last time. The previous mission only awarded 1,000 Fan Value, but this time it was a whole Rare Skill, and the cheapest Rare Skills needed hundreds of thousands of Fan Value to exchange!

[Iron Man: Passive Skill, decreases Stamina consumption by 10%, Tai Chi Fist trained to Master Level can achieve this effect]

[Eagle Eye: Increases Dynamic Vision by 10%, any Hidden Weapon technique trained to Master Level can achieve this effect]

[Fiery Flame: Choose one of the four limbs to enhance its Explosive Power by 10%, martial arts like Piercing Kick, Iron Sand Palm, or Tan Tui trained to Master Level can achieve this effect]

Each of these Rare Skills was listed in the system with an exchange price of 300,000 Fan Value. This meant Wu Li effectively earned 300,000 Fan Value from one mission, more than what he had made from streaming that evening.

Wu Li did not choose a reward just yet; instead, he saluted the audience with cupped fists before quickly exiting the ring.

"Awesome!"

Li Ruqi approached Wu Li proactively, giving him a thumbs-up before returning his phone.

"Here, there were a lot of gifts in your livestream."

Wu Li took the phone and saw that it indeed was flooded with gifts; the comment section was basically filled with "666".

"Thank you for all the gifts, that’s it for today’s livestream, I’m going to go to the hospital to check on Ren Donglai," Wu Li greeted the screen, then closed the livestream.

The system quickly provided the settlement data: the livestream peaked at 118,621 viewers and earned a total of 15,872 yuan in donations.

Wu Li’s current personal information was as follows:

[Name: Wu Li

Fan Value: 270,000

Money: 210,000

Skills: Xingyi Fist (Master Level), Piercing Kick (Skilled Level), Yong Chun (Skilled Level)

Items: Master Level Experience Card x3]

He had visited Yan Baili just yesterday to learn Yong Chun, after studying it for one day, and due to his prior understanding of Yong Chun, when he exchanged for it from the system, he did not experience the headache like he did with Piercing Kick; the situation was somewhat eased.

Then, Wu Li spent over 30,000 Fan Value to upgrade Yong Chun to Skilled Level, which is why he was able to use the Hiragana Punch to finish off Ren Donglai in today’s match.

"Please wait, young man," a voice called out just as Wu Li was about to leave the boxing gym.

Turning back, he saw a group of people approaching him, with a man who looked to be in his fifties, short in stature but with a commanding presence, flanked by two sturdy-looking middle-aged men who appeared to be bodyguards.

"Hello, I am Qi Jianwei, from the Qi City Martial Arts Association," the leading man introduced himself.

Wu Li realized who he was; Qi Jianwei’s signature was on the proposal, and Wu Li knew that being able to secure this match was largely thanks to Qi Jianwei’s assistance.

"President Qi, hello," Wu Li shook his hand.

Qi Jianwei nodded, "You fought well in that match just now!"

Wu Li, "Thank you."

Given Ren Donglai’s current unknown condition, and as one of the people behind organizing the match, Qi Jianwei had reason to stay informed on the situation and didn’t linger, patting Wu Li on the shoulder before leading the way off.

The man to the right of Qi Jianwei reached out to shake Wu Li’s hand, "I’m Liu Xiaochuan, and this is Jiang Peng. We were both taught by Elder Yan before; we’re his students, too."

Having heard this, Wu Li smiled and said, "Hello to my senior brothers."

Liu Xiaochuan and Jiang Peng exchanged glances and looked at Wu Li with newfound appreciation.

Liu Xiaochuan, holding onto Wu Li’s hand, said, "I’m now the head coach of the Qi City Sandboxing Team. What do you think, do you have interest in joining us? With your capabilities, you are sure to achieve results!"