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Chapter 436 - 401: The Old Monkey’s Nocturnal Cries

Chapter 436: Chapter 401: The Old Monkey’s Nocturnal Cries

In the previous round against the Russia Team, Li Tongyun devised tactics for Dong Yunfei that allowed him to defeat an S-level master, but it didn’t mean that Dong Yunfei could truly match an S-level master simply by relying on Li Tongyun’s tactics.

The reason why he had won the last match was partly due to luck, Li Tongyun made full use of the competition rules and the opponent’s way of thinking, creating the opportunity for Dong Yunfei to seize it. However, in this match, the opponent specialized in Ground Skill, leaving Dong Yunfei with few opportunities to exploit.

He needed to seize the moment and strike!

Actually, Dong Yunfei himself was well aware of this without needing Li Tongyun’s reminder.

He had fought in competitions for fifteen years and was highly experienced. He immediately sensed Robinho’s poor start and knew this state wouldn’t last long—the other fighter wasn’t a rookie and would soon adjust.

Avoiding Robinho’s punch once more, Dong Yunfei no longer retreated. He crossed his hands, right fist over left palm, then, as both hands reached his head, he made an inward spin and pushed up, while planting himself in a Horse Stance, his fists chopping down from both sides with a howling gust of wind.

White Ape Long Arm Fist, Double Hands Lift the Sky and Cast the Single Whip!

This move was inspired by Wu Li’s Heavenly Punishment, with some modifications to the original Techniques, enhancing both its momentum and Explosive Power. That’s why he used it as a signal to initiate the attack.

Bang!

Robinho didn’t dodge but chose to brace himself against Dong Yunfei’s fists with his hands, then countered by grappling.

Dong Yunfei shifted his weight to the right and twisted his fists free from Robinho’s Grappling, pulling them back. Then, leading with his body, his left fist swung clockwise in front of him, brushing aside Robinho’s arm, while his right fist arced from below upwards, aiming for Robinho’s lower abdomen.

Advancing Liao Yin Sky Punch!

Robinho shifted his body to dodge Dong Yunfei’s punch. His right hand grabbed for Dong Yunfei’s shoulder while his right leg circled behind Dong Yunfei’s heel.

When his strike missed, and Robinho grabbed his right shoulder, Dong Yunfei promptly sank his shoulder and dropped his elbow. His left arm rotated upwards, hooking over Robinho’s arm then chopping fiercely downwards! Simultaneously, he lowered his center of gravity, squatting down sharply.

Snap!

Robinho’s right arm was knocked aside, and before he could react, Dong Yunfei’s right fist rocketed up from below, his body following the momentum upwards.

Purple Swallow Water, a flipping move!

Dong Yunfei executed several moves of the White Ape Long Arm Fist seamlessly, choosing each moment impeccably and craftily. Even Wu Li, watching from below, nodded in approval, finding no flaws.

Robinho, unable to respond in time, was hit in the lower abdomen by Dong Yunfei’s punch, forcing him to retreat.

Dong Yunfei took a deep breath, his lower abdomen bulging like a pregnant woman in her tenth month, then let out a roar akin to the call of an ape, and with forceful steps forward, his back arched like a drawn bow, his right fist and left palm arced from both sides to thrust forward, targeting Robinho’s temples on either side.

This was an attack driven by the Dantian Qi Strike!

As Robinho retreated, he raised his fists in defense, but Dong Yunfei’s offensive, empowered by the Dantian Qi Strike, was relentless and unstoppable.

"Is Old Dong this eager?"

Below, Wu Li frowned slightly.

Although the Dantian Qi Strike wasn’t a stimulative, explosive technique and didn’t place a great burden on the body, after its use, one’s breath would inevitably falter, requiring a brief period of adjustment. Therefore, one should ensure that the opponent couldn’t immediately counterattack after using it. However, Wu Li believed that the timing Dong Yunfei chose to unleash his burst wasn’t the best. He could have continued to execute combinations, widening his advantage, and then look for a better opportunity to unleash a powerful burst.

Li Tongyun glanced at Wu Li and said, "After all, Dong Yunfei is forty-one years old, and he doesn’t recover as quickly as the younger ones. It’s been five days since the last match, and his physical condition has only recovered to about seventy percent. Moreover, he has a shoulder injury, so he doesn’t dare to delay."

Wu Li fell silent. When it came to understanding the physical condition of the players, of course, Li Tongyun, the coach, had more authority because she monitored the statuses of the team members via various methods daily to develop the most suitable tactics.

On the field, Dong Yunfei was fighting faster and faster.

Advancing Body Cross Shot! Moving Forward Car with Continuous Fire! Grinding Body Slam and Punch, Left and Right Fan... Dong Yunfei performed twenty-four Forms of the White Ape Long Arm Fist in succession.

His arms whipped through the air, causing a continuous series of explosive sounds.

Dong Yunfei was well aware of his own physical condition, just as Li Tongyun had assessed. Although it had been five days since the last match, his body hadn’t fully recovered, and the injury to his right shoulder also affected him. He knew that in a prolonged fight he would only grow weaker, so even if the opportunity wasn’t perfect, he still chose to burst forth, hoping to take down his opponent in one go.

However, while Robinho was forced to retreat time and again, his defense was solid, and even though he occasionally got hit by a few punches, it didn’t disrupt his rhythm.

After all, Dong Yunfei’s strength didn’t offer an overwhelming advantage; even using the Dantian Qi Strike didn’t suffice to crush Robinho in one fell swoop—he was not Wu Li.

After a series of seven or eight punches, Dong Yunfei’s breathing grew more and more rapid; he was running out of breath.

Suddenly, after throwing a punch, Dong Yunfei overextended slightly, his body leaning too far forward, slowing down his retraction speed.

Robinho’s eyes lit up, seizing the opportunity and lunging forward with force, bending down to wrap his arms around Dong Yunfei’s waist!

As Robinho lunged at him, Dong Yunfei’s expression remained unchanged, his right leg lifting abruptly, driving his knee ferociously into Robinho.

He had deliberately baited his opponent with a feint, and Robinho had taken the bait.

Bang!

It looked as though Robinho was purposefully crashing his face into Dong Yunfei’s knee, taking a solid hit.

Robinho’s nose bled profusely, spraying onto Dong Yunfei’s right leg, but far from being knocked out by the blow, he didn’t pause for a moment, his hands continuing to exert force, firmly grabbing Dong Yunfei.

The moment before Dong Yunfei’s knee struck, Robinho made a slight nod, simultaneously clenched his teeth, and tensed his neck downward. This series of actions greatly reduced the impact he received, preventing him from becoming dizzy and allowing him to continue exerting force without delay.

It’s that same phrase again: among top combat athletes, the competition often hinges on the details, being able to react optimally in less than 0.5 seconds—that’s what makes a true master!

Upon being grabbed by Robinho, Dong Yunfei instinctively tried to force him off, but suddenly, he felt short of breath, and the strength in his body weakened instantly.

A wry smile appeared on Dong Yunfei’s face. He had run out of steam.

If he were ten years younger, he could have maintained the Dantian Qi Strike for much longer, but there are no ifs in life. Time spares no one, and he had to accept this fact.

Bang!

The moment Dong Yunfei’s strength faltered, Robinho naturally didn’t miss the opportunity and slammed him to the ground.

The two were now engaged in ground fighting.

"Ah, Dong Yunfei has been thrown down by Robinho!"

In the Penguin Sports Live Room, the female commentator exclaimed worriedly.

"This is bad, on the ground Dong Yunfei is likely no match!"

"Ahh, wasn’t he fighting so well just now? How did he suddenly get thrown down?"

"Is Robinho a robot? He took a hard hit to the face and didn’t react at all?"

"Ah, it’s so tense, is the Hua Country Team going to lose?"

"Come on, Hua Country Team!"

...

Netizens all became anxious, and the live audience from Hua Country was equally nervous, loudly cheering Dong Yunfei on.

After falling to the ground, Dong Yunfei didn’t panic. He calmly tried to wriggle free from Robinho, but with Robinho being a Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu Master, how could he let go of the ’meat’ that was delivered to his mouth?

The two wrestled continuously on the ground—pushing, pulling, twisting, rolling—constantly changing positions and orientation.

Dong Yunfei intentionally controlled the direction of their rolling, hoping to roll towards the edge of the ring. If both of them fell out of the ring, they could start again.

It must be said, as a veteran, Dong Yunfei exhibited an exceptional mindset under pressure.

However, Robinho was also very experienced and quickly noticed Dong Yunfei’s intentions, forcefully rolling several times to return to the center.

With an injured right shoulder and inferior ground skills, Dong Yunfei tried various ways to change the situation, but still gradually lost ground. His right arm was locked by Robinho.

"It’s over, we’re going to lose!"

At that moment, countless viewers from Hua Country instinctively had this thought.

In the Hua Country Team’s warm-up area, all Hua Country Team members stood up, watching the fight with anxiety etched on their faces.

They wanted to cheer for Dong Yunfei, but they were too nervous to make any sound, only clenching their fists and staring intently at the match.

On the mat, Robinho kept adjusting his position, looking for the most convenient posture to lock Dong Yunfei’s right arm decisively.

After a dozen seconds, Robinho was behind Dong Yunfei, both lying sideways on the ground, but Dong Yunfei’s right arm was twisted behind his back by Robinho, who gripped it with both hands, pulling forcefully.

Seeing this scene, Wu Li closed his eyes in pain. He knew there was no more chance. In this position, Dong Yunfei couldn’t resist; he could only wait as his right arm was stretched to its limit until he gave up voluntarily.

On the mat, Dong Yunfei’s face reddened, his teeth gritted fiercely, and his neck’s veins bulged as he resisted Robinho’s power.

But the strength of Jiu Jitsu lies in its ability to resist brute force—the locking skill cannot be broken by sheer strength. Dong Yunfei could feel he was reaching his limit, his right shoulder throbbing with tearing pain, as if his entire arm was about to be ripped off.

The referee had already walked to the front of Dong Yunfei, waiting for him to tap out.

"Huff... Huff... Huff..."

Dong Yunfei breathed heavily, then suddenly took a deep breath and let out a loud roar, echoing like the cry of an ape.

An old ape howls in the night, unwilling to concede!

Below, upon hearing the sound, Wu Li suddenly opened his eyes.

Crack!

With an incredible twist of his body, Dong Yunfei somehow flipped on top of Robinho, then raised his left fist high and smashed it down fiercely, aiming for Robinho’s temple.

Bang!

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