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Chapter 412 - 1379: Consecutive Battles

Chapter 412: Chapter 1379: Consecutive Battles

When the referee announced Zhang Weili’s victory, she excitedly yelled towards the sidelines.

She had been frustrated about not having fought in the previous two matches, and what infuriated her even more were the recent online comments.

Wu Li took all the responsibility upon himself during a press conference, successfully attracting all the ’hatred’; the internet was filled with all sorts of vitriol these past two days. Wu Li seemed unconcerned and took it lightly, but Zhang Weili, being straightforward, was angry on Wu Li’s behalf and felt the injustice was unbearable.

However, there wasn’t much she could do about it. Neither her connections nor her influence were a match for Wu Li’s; she couldn’t reverse the online public opinion. The only thing she could do was fight well in the match and strive to help the Hua Country Team advance.

She had performed very well tonight, successfully taking the first round, which somewhat eased the anger in her heart.

"Shinoyama Style Aikido’s killing moves are very tricky. If any of you face Kamino Kei in the ring later, be very careful!"

Below the stage, in the Hua Country Team’s preparation area, Li Tongyun spoke gravely to Wu Li and the others.

Although Zhang Weili had dominated her opponent from start to finish and won the match, had she not promptly performed the Monkey Squat to protect herself in that last moment, the victor would have been Inai Hureiko.

Wu Li nodded. Shinoyama Style Aikido was similar to Hua Country’s Internal Fist, primarily utilizing Dark Force to generate power; compared to the more obvious and larger movements of Ming Jin strikes, Dark Force was more concealed, sudden, and explosive. If Shinoyama Style Aikido’s killing moves were based on Dark Force, it would indeed be very tricky.

Kamino Kei fought by the book in his previous two matches, not using any killing moves or secret techniques. Li Tongyun couldn’t arrange any specific tactics in advance and could only rely on Wu Li and the others to adapt on the spot.

On the stage, the second match was about to begin. Zhang Weili chose to continue competing, and her opponent would be Japan’s Flyweight contestant Uekuchi Misako.

[Boxing (Master Level), Kyokushin Karate (Master Level)]

[Overall Score: A (12%)]

This was Uekuchi Misako’s information: she was the three-time reigning K-1 women’s Flyweight champion with a record of 31 wins and 4 losses, demonstrating significant dominance.

Even though her overall score wasn’t as good as Zhang Weili’s, her weight was greater than Zhang Weili’s, giving her a substantial advantage in an actual fight.

This was also a characteristic of the special competition format. According to the previous match order, those who wanted to fight more rounds had to face heavier opponents; as the competition progressed, the weight difference grew, and the difficulty of winning increased.

After touching gloves and bowing, the second round began.

Subsequently, Uekuchi Misako fought very conservatively, hardly initiating any attacks and continually retreating, occasionally counterattacking.

Clearly, her tactic was to drag the fight out!

Starting from the second round, Zhang Weili only had ten minutes of time, with a countdown showing on a large screen nearby, displaying her remaining time.

It seemed Uekuchi Misako planned to drag out these ten minutes, the most conservative and safest strategy.

However, such a tactic was unattractive to watch and didn’t thrill the audience, who began booing.

"Damn it! Why are they letting her fight like this? It’s a disgrace to the samurai spirit!"

In the Japan Team’s preparation area, a tall man dressed in a white judo gi angrily questioned the Japan Team’s coach.

His name was Ooshima Kawahira, the current instructor representative (similar to Sect Leader) of Japan’s Ancient Style Jiu Jitsu, Takagi Yoshin-ryu.

Originating from Japan’s medieval battlefields, Ancient Style Jiu Jitsu was a highly practical form of martial arts. Like Kamino Kei, Ooshima Kawahira was one of the Japan Martial Arts World’s combatants invited by Kamino Kei to join the Japan Team and participate in the Combat World Cup.

The Japan Team’s coach, a retired K-1 contestant, wasn’t from the same circle as Ooshima Kawahira and gave him no face, responding coldly, "This battle is crucial for the Japan Team’s advancement. The Hua Country Team is strong, and with the special competition format, caution is the best choice."

Ooshima Kawahira was extremely dissatisfied, angrily retorting, "Listen to the boos from the crowd. Can victory really be worth sacrificing our dignity?"

The Japan Team’s coach looked disdainful, "As long as the final victor is us, the dignity lost now will be repaid tenfold in the future!"

"You!"

"Enough!"

Kamino Kei, who was beside them, interrupted the argument. Noting his intervention, Ooshima Kawahira reluctantly closed his mouth. Though he was older than Kamino Kei, in the world of martial arts, excellence came first, and those with the stronger fists were the ’big brothers.’ As another practical fighter in the Japan Martial Arts World, Ooshima Kawahira was deeply aware of Kamino Kei’s fearsomeness and subconsciously felt reverence.

"Are you worried that we can’t handle Wu Li of the Hua Country Team, so you had Misako fight this way?" Kamino Kei asked, looking towards the Japan Team’s coach.

The Japan Team’s coach seemed reluctant to meet Kamino Kei’s gaze, his eyes shifted away, and his tone weakened somewhat, "Although I’m not very familiar with the martial arts world, I know that Wu Li has defeated several of our martial artists. I have to be cautious."

"Hmph!"

Hearing this, Ooshima Kawahira wanted to object, but considering Wu Li’s track record, he couldn’t bring himself to speak up. He had fought Xiaoze Wutian before and nearly lost, and that was when Xiaoze Wutian had not yet fully grasped Fist Intent. Wu Li managed to defeat Xiaoze Wutian with an injured arm, who had realized Fist Intent at the time—just this feat alone silenced Ooshima Kawahira.

The rest of the martial artists present were also discontented, but the only one with the authority to comment was Kamino Kei.

"I will take care of Wu Li personally. Then you’ll see he won’t be an obstacle for us," Kamino Kei spoke softly.

"Let’s hope so."

The coach of the Island Country Team, upon hearing the advice, did not change his mind and tell Uekuchi Misako to switch her fighting style. He was an athlete, not a martial artist concerned with reputation and face. His values were rooted in the notion that victory defines a hero; what did it matter if the fight was ugly? As long as you win in the end, that’s all that counts!

Take the famous American boxing champion Mayweather, for example. Who knows how many people have criticized his unsightly boxing, accusing him of just dodging, but none of that has affected Mayweather’s standing as a world-renowned boxing champion. Therefore, the coach of the Island Country Team didn’t think there was anything wrong with the tactics he had set up. He only cared about results.

Seeing this, Kamino Kei didn’t press the opponent. After all, most of those who were going to compete next were from the martial arts world, and these people were not likely to listen to their coaches.

On the field, Zhang Weili accelerated the pace of her attack. She was getting anxious.

Li Tongyun, noticing this, frowned slightly and was about to speak up, but the situation on the field had already changed.

Zhang Weili launched a ferocious hook, which Uekuchi Misako dodged. Then, Uekuchi Misako’s right hand delivered an upper hook punch toward Zhang Weili’s chin.

Zhang Weili retreated to dodge, but because her previous punch had been too forceful, her speed in getting back to defense was a beat too slow and she was still hit by Uekuchi Misako.

Bang!

Zhang Weili’s chin was struck as she staggered backward, instinctively raising her arms to guard her head. Uekuchi Misako didn’t miss this opportunity, excitement flashing in her eyes as she swung her fists, launching a series of punches in an attempt to break through Zhang Weili’s defense and continue striking her head.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhang Weili was forced to retreat step by step, and the sudden turn of events elicited gasps from the audience.

"She’s too hasty..."

From the sidelines, Li Tongyun frowned as Uekuchi Misako wasn’t a wooden puppet incapable of fighting back. The more desperately Zhang Weili fought, the more obvious her weaknesses became. Her opponent was not of low caliber and was bound to seize such opportunities.

Meanwhile, the coach of the Island Country Team wore a smile on his face. This was part of his plan: killing time didn’t mean playing passively. Once the opponent showed a clear vulnerability, they would seize the moment and deliver the decisive blow, just like now!

In fact, Zhang Weili had already exposed several flaws before this, but Uekuchi Misako had held back, ensuring a higher chance of success, rather than taking a risk. She preferred to bide her time until victory.

On the field, Uekuchi Misako suddenly changed tactics, landing a punch to Zhang Weili’s left ribs. Taking advantage of Zhang Weili’s bent body and the momentary distortion in her arm defense, another upper hook passed precisely through the gap between Zhang Weili’s arms and hit her chin again!

Facing this punch, Zhang Weili simply didn’t bother to block. Almost simultaneously, she threw a punch of her own, aimed directly at Uekuchi Misako’s chin.

Bang!

Their bodies both shook, and they entered a brief state of daze.

A second later, both recovered their senses almost at the same time. Uekuchi Misako was unwilling to give up this chance and punched again toward Zhang Weili’s temple, but Zhang Weili didn’t block. She leaned back slightly and then swept Uekuchi Misako’s calf with a low leg sweep.

Bang!

Zhang Weili’s face was grazed by Uekuchi Misako’s punch, while Uekuchi Misako was knocked down by Zhang Weili’s kick.

"Ha!"

Zhang Weili let out a roar, blood flowing from her nose, but she didn’t care and pounced, pinning Uekuchi Misako down and pummeling her with punches.

Uekuchi Misako managed to block a few punches before using her strength to overturn Zhang Weili, about to take the chance to stand up. But Zhang Weili didn’t give her the opportunity, grabbing her body and pulling her back down forcefully.

Zhang Weili knew that Uekuchi Misako was not good at ground fighting, so she forced to engage her in ground combat.

However, Uekuchi Misako was heavier than she was and stronger. Despite being less skilled, she was not easy to submit.

The two wrestled, tugging and grappling on the ground.

A minute later, Zhang Weili gained the advantageous position, locking onto one of Uekuchi Misako’s legs. But Uekuchi Misako was still struggling to free herself and didn’t let Zhang Weili secure the hold.

Zhang Weili’s face was stained with blood, her arms and neck veins bulging as she gritted her teeth and held on tightly to Uekuchi Misako’s right leg.

She had already fought one round and had hardly rested before continuing with the next. Her physical strength had been significantly drained and she was nearing her limit.

"Come on, Zhang Weili!"

The Hua Country audience shouted hoarsely, everyone aware that this was the decisive moment.

"Ahhhh!"

Zhang Weili let out a beast-like roar, bit by bit pressing Uekuchi Misako’s right leg down.

Pain flashed across Uekuchi Misako’s face as she quickly tapped the mat, signaling her submission.

The referee stepped in to halt the match.

The second round, Zhang Weili wins!