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Chapter 415 - 382: Live Teaching

Chapter 415: Chapter 382: Live Teaching

On the field, Xu Chuan was thrown down by Ooshima Kawahira once again.

Although the ring’s floor was flat, it was not soft; falling on it was very painful, and a heavy fall could easily cause injury.

Xu Chuan had been thrown down five times consecutively, and by now, his whole body was trembling, and even standing up was difficult.

Ooshima Kawahira could have seriously hurt Xu Chuan with a heavy hit early on, but he intentionally held back, aiming to throw Xu Chuan out repeatedly, then each time, he would wave at Xu Chuan, signaling him to come again. He relished the feeling of looking down on his opponent and also wanted to reclaim the honor the Island Country Team had lost from his opponent.

"Whew! Whew! Whew!"

Xu Chuan was gasping violently. He had already felt the gap between him and his opponent, but he didn’t want to give up. Chen Min, a female contestant, had persisted until the end before; how could he back down?

"Ha!"

With a shout to encourage himself, Xu Chuan charged forward again.

As he was about to close in, Ooshima Kawahira’s hands reached out again. However, Xu Chuan suddenly changed directions, switching to the Horse Jumping Creek technique to attack Ooshima Kawahira’s left side.

Ooshima Kawahira was not swayed off balance. Whether moving or striking, his entire demeanor was as stable and heavy as a mountain; his center of gravity didn’t greatly shift. This was characteristic of Gao Muyang’s style: to throw an opponent, one must first ensure stability like a mountain, unshakeable.

At that moment, Ooshima Kawahira smoothly retracted his hands, turned his body, but not towards Xu Chuan, instead, he turned sideways to Xu Chuan and slammed him with his shoulder.

With Xu Chuan’s current level, changing direction once with the Horse Jumping Creek was already his limit; facing Ooshima Kawahira charging at him, he couldn’t change again, only able to stride forward and counter with Horse Form Cannon.

But his hurried force was no match for the opponent’s built-up explosive power. Xu Chuan stepped back, his body tilting backwards.

Seizing the opportunity, Ooshima Kawahira stepped forward, grabbed Xu Chuan again, hooked his foot below, and with a forceful motion, threw Xu Chuan out.

This time, after exerting force, he didn’t immediately let go. Instead, he followed Xu Chuan’s body down, crouched, and harshly smashed Xu Chuan to the ground!

Bang!

"Ahh!"

Xu Chuan screamed in agony. Under Ooshima Kawahira’s deliberate control, his right shoulder hit the ground first; he now clutched his shoulder, his face pale from pain.

Seeing this, the referee immediately intervened, stopping Ooshima Kawahira and signaling the end of the match; Xu Chuan was TKOed.

Ooshima Kawahira smiled as he got up, not looking at Xu Chuan on the ground anymore but instead staring at Wu Li at the edge of the arena. He pointed his right hand towards Wu Li and beckoned with his finger.

"Your disciple isn’t good enough, why don’t you give it a try?"

Although he spoke in Japanese, the meaning was clearly understood without translation.

Wu Li remained expressionless, but twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Too arrogant!"

"Damn these arrogant little devils!"

"It’s definitely intentional; he knows Xu Chuan is Wu Li’s disciple, he’s trying to provoke Wu Li."

...

The Hua Country audience at the venue and those watching the livestream were all infuriated. Many knew Xu Chuan was Wu Li’s disciple and recognized that Ooshima Kawahira’s actions were aimed at provoking Wu Li.

"Will Wu Li fight next?"

"Possibly."

"He has fought in the lightweight and middleweight before; he didn’t fight lightweight tonight, so he might very likely fight middleweight."

As everyone speculated whether Wu Li would be next, Xu Chuan, holding his shoulder in pain, walked down from the ring.

"Can you hang in there a bit longer?" Wu Li asked Xu Chuan.

Xu Chuan was startled for a moment, then nodded, "I can persevere!"

Wu Li said, "Good, then stand here and watch closely, Master will show you how to fight."

He then took off his jacket and walked towards the pre-check area.

"Oh oh oh, Wu Li is up!"

"It’s really Wu Li!"

"Ha ha, perfect, kill that idiot!"

"Wu Li!"

"Wu Li!"

"Wu Li!"

...

The Hua Country audience at the scene erupted, loudly shouting Wu Li’s name.

"It’s really him!"

Watching Wu Li climb into the ring, Ooshima Kawahira tensed up and then twisted his neck, his face fierce.

Good, this way, you surely won’t drag out the time now, will you?

Originally, he deliberately infuriated Wu Li for another reason: he didn’t want Wu Li to stall for time.

This was Ooshima Kawahira’s second round, and he only had ten minutes. Although he was a Jiu Jitsu expert, he wasn’t known for his movement techniques. With Wu Li’s skills, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to drag out the ten minutes if he was determined to do so, which was something Ooshima Kawahira did not want to see.

He acknowledged that even if he wasn’t Wu Li’s match, if Wu Li wanted to take him down, it wouldn’t be without significant effort and even a possible injury. In such a case, Wu Li’s chances of taking on multiple opponents tonight would be impossible. If he could take out Wu Li, the threat from the Hua Country Team would be halved, and victory would eventually belong to the Japan Team!

On the field, both contestants stood opposite each other as the referee waved his hand to signal the start of the match.

Swipe!

As soon as the referee waved his hand, Ooshima Kawahira made his move, aggressively lunging towards Wu Li.

Ooshima Kawahira grabbed Wu Li’s shoulders while Wu Li stood still, seemingly allowing himself to be caught.

Seeing this, Ooshima Kawahira’s heart surged with joy; it seemed that Wu Li indeed was not planning to stall for time and wanted to face him head-on.

With his right hand on Wu Li’s shoulder and his right leg hooking Wu Li’s lower leg like a scythe, he was about to use force to break Wu Li’s balance.

Wu Li’s body leaned forward while his arm twisted, delivering a Snake Form Drilling Fist towards Ooshima Kawahira’s chin.

This move was exactly the same as what Xu Chuan had done against Ooshima Kawahira before!

Upon seeing this, Ooshima Kawahira added a force beneath his foot and also exerted force in his hand, intending to throw Wu Li out in the same manner. However, Wu Li’s spine powered up as if a mighty dragon ascending, his body also pushing forward with added force. The Snake Form Drilling Fist transformed into Dragon Form Capturing as his right hand grabbed Ooshima Kawahira’s shoulder, pulling him forward while simultaneously throwing him.

Wu Li’s sudden change startled Ooshima Kawahira, who quickly tried to steady his stance, but Wu Li, after spinning around, stepped forward and delivered a Beng Fist to Ooshima Kawahira’s chest.

Bang!

This Beng Fist was perfectly timed, exactly disrupting Ooshima Kawahira’s recovery and causing him severe discomfort. Before Ooshima Kawahira could adjust, Wu Li already had a foot on his knee. Ooshima Kawahira had to step back; otherwise, his knee would have been snapped.

Wu Li followed closely like a shadow, still with Beng Fist, this time hitting Ooshima Kawahira’s abdomen, sending him flying backward uncontrollably.

Bang!

Ooshima Kawahira landed heavily. He looked up to see Wu Li not pursuing but instead turning to look towards Xu Chuan on the side of the field.

"A shaky center can transform Snake Form into Dragon Form, adding a layer of power for countering grappling."

Xu Chuan watched intently, not blinking, and vigorously nodded at the words. Wu Li was practically demonstrating how to counter Ooshima Kawahira’s signature overhead hook down grabbing move with practical actions.

Ooshima Kawahira, unable to understand Chinese, was still infuriated by Wu Li’s attitude. He quickly got to his feet and charged at Wu Li again.

Facing the charging Ooshima Kawahira, Wu Li effortlessly delivered a Tiger Hugging Head strike.

His version of the Tiger Hugging Head, compared to Xu Chuan’s, was quite different; both the fierce Fist Intent and Explosive Power horrified Ooshima Kawahira who could never fully comprehend the terror of this move without facing it head-on.

Bang!

Ooshima Kawahira could only manage to raise his arms to block, and then Wu Li’s powerful impact penetrated his upper body. Unable to adjust his technique in time, Wu Li then transformed his fist into a claw, grabbing Ooshima Kawahira’s wrist with his Eagle Claw and yanked downwards.

Ooshima Kawahira soon recovered, twisting his wrist to dissipate Wu Li’s force and counter-grabbed Wu Li’s wrist while his right hand moved forward to grasp Wu Li’s elbow.

Without any hesitation, Wu Li’s arm swung horizontally, simultaneously rotating inward, carrying a twisting force as his body stepped forward.

Big Spear Style!

He was once again using the technique Xu Chuan had used against Ooshima Kawahira.

A flicker of murderous intent in Ooshima Kawahira’s eyes; he didn’t change his move but slightly bent forward, shrugged his shoulder, and charged headfirst.

This was his response to Xu Chuan’s Big Spear Style previously, which he used again now.

He did not believe that Wu Li, just by watching once from the sideline, would know how to break his technique.

Faced with Ooshima Kawahira’s steady, mountain-like shoulder bump, Wu Li’s back muscles bulged, scapula flapped outward like a crane spreading its wings.

Wu Li’s arms slightly dipped and, upon colliding with Ooshima Kawahira’s shoulder, sharply lifted.

Bang!

Ooshima Kawahira’s face changed as an upward force disrupted his own impact force, while also making his footing unstable.

Seizing the opportunity, Wu Li stepped forward, similarly using a shoulder bump but with his left shoulder, he hit Ooshima Kawahira’s chest, sending him flying.

"When using Big Spear Style for countering grappling, if the opponent meets force with force, then add the strength from your back and abdomen to change the forward charge to an upward scoop, dispersing the opponent’s power," Wu Li said to Xu Chuan once again.

"Baga!"

A roar erupted as Ooshima Kawahira charged once more.

But within a few exchanges, he was thrown out again, and Wu Li again paused to say a few words to Xu Chuan on the sidelines.

"What is Wu Li saying?"

"It seems like he’s teaching Xu Chuan?"

"Didn’t you notice? The techniques Wu Li used were all previously used by Xu Chuan!"

"Wow, this is a live teaching lesson!"

...

The watching audience realized Wu Li’s intention: "You beat up my disciple just now, now I’m using the same techniques to beat you back, and I’m teaching while doing it!"