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Chapter 452 - 416 Current Ninth Rank_2

Chapter 452: Chapter 416 Current Ninth Rank_2

Therefore, "Teacher’s Three Bowing Hands" seemed to be only one technique, but it actually contained many variations and was a unique skill that could be studied for a lifetime.

According to the old records copied by the Song School, "Merlin, Teacher Merlin spent his life in martial arts challenges. Upon simply uttering the word ’Please’, he would bow his hand, and no one could match his second move. They would know the winner upon meeting, without wasting time."

Teacher Merlin once said, "I have developed the ’Teacher’s Three Bowing Hands’ specifically for martial arts competitions, adopting a certain stance, with a predetermined mindset. When touched, the opponent would be thrown ten feet away, with severe cases causing injury to muscles and bones."

However, in Wu Li’s view, this person’s mastery of the "Teacher’s Three Bowing Hands" even surpassed that of Teacher Merlin, the original creator!

He used the same technique three times in a row, but the conception behind each was different: the first time carried the power of the heavenly timing, the second time had the posture of an emperor, and the third time was like Mother Earth—truly achieving a unity of heaven, earth, and humanity!

Swipe!

As the opponent chuckled, he made a move, his left hand forming a claw and capturing forward.

As the five fingers fiercely extended, they suddenly spread open with a rustle. The nails were like iron hooks and silver knives, pressing downward; at the same time, the opponent twisted his waist, and a dense, rain-like, fast-moving sound emerged from his lower abdomen, just like the scales of a snake swiftly sliding across the ground.

Upon hearing this sound, Wu Li knew that the opponent had reached the highest realm of the "Three Emperors Cannon Fist Capturing Eagle Hand."

Moreover, this technique of "Eagle Killing Snake Waist," swooping down from above with a ferocious momentum, embodied the wrath of an emperor capable of killing a million foes and causing blood to flow like driftwood—a grand momentum!

Wu Li took a deep breath. Since the beginning of the fight, setting aside physical factors such as strength, speed, and explosive power, each movement of the opponent embodied a Fist Intent, perfectly leveraging the momentum. In terms of the nimble application of Fist Intent, Wu Li felt inferior to his opponent.

Facing the grabbing attack of the opponent, Wu Li’s right fist surged upwards with the momentum of the "Sky-reaching Cannon" to momentarily blast apart the opponent’s power; then, without warning, his left leg kicked out, changing direction three times mid-air, leaving the final landing point elusive.

This was Wu Li’s combination of "Swallow Form Flying Step" and "Horse Jumping Creek," a self-created leg technique named "Swan Return." It was not an ultimate move of enormous power, but when used well, it was a very clever killing move.

As Wu Li neared the Grandmaster Realm, his control over himself became increasingly fine-tuned, and the techniques he created also gradually increased—this was a process every Grandmaster would go through.

Faced with Wu Li’s continuously changing "Swan Return," the opponent fiercely punched downwards with his right fist, accurately striking Wu Li’s left leg while his left foot harshly lifted, kicking upwards toward Wu Li’s chin.

"Three Emperors Cannon Fist, Immortal Dust Swinging!"

The Immortal landed in the mortal realm, sweeping the dust off his body with a wave of his hand, then kicking out, wishing to return to the heavens.

This was the conception of the technique, where the final kick ascended to the heavens with a sense of cutting off all worldly ties—it seemed all the power was concentrated in this one kick.

One step to heaven—what kind of power and spirit was that?

Facing this Immortal-like Fist technique, Wu Li did not retreat. Instead, he raised his right arm high—his whole person seeming to grow much larger in an instant—and then fiercely smashed his right fist downwards, like thunder striking the earth.

Heavenly Punishment!

If you wish to ascend to the heavens, I will use one move to strike you back to the mortal realm!

To become an immortal, you must first pass the Heavenly Tribulation!

Boom!

Another splash of water; the spray kicked up by passing vehicles on the street seemed insignificant compared to the splash caused by their confrontation.

Both stepped back three steps, seemingly evenly matched.

"Ha ha ha ha, good!"

The opponent laughed loudly and rushed up again, his arms opened wide, fists clenched, rapidly throwing punches toward Wu Li in front.

"Three Emperors Cannon Fist, Continuous Fire!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosive sounds of muscles and bones rang out, aligning with the opponent’s fist intent, as if thousands of cannons were fired simultaneously at Wu Li!

Wu Li showed no weakness, his hands forming seals, first using the "Sumeru Seal" to amplify the strength of his arms, and then countering with the "Horse Form Chain Cannon," meeting hardness with hardness!

The two exchanged punches on the spot, and although Wu Li’s "Horse Form Chain Cannon" could not leverage the power from his stance, he had preemptively used the "Sumeru Seal," so his power was not any weaker than his opponent’s.

"I heard you divide National Martial Arts into Nine Ranks."

The opponent’s voice clearly reached Wu Li’s ears.

While punching quickly, he could still talk effortlessly, seeming to have energy to spare.

"What do you think? What rank am I?"

Wu’s breath didn’t change as he squinted his eyes.

"You could enter Ninth Rank!"

Originally, when National Martial Arts were divided into nine ranks, Wu placed himself at Eighth Rank, even though he had won the UFC Lightweight Championship and was ranked number one in the world in the lightweight category. He deliberately left Ninth Rank for the Grandmaster Realm.

So now, he was exchanging blows with a current Ninth Rank.

"Hahaha!"

The other laughed loudly, and his strength was still increasing!

The enhancement effect of Wu’s Sumeru Seal was time-limited. As it faded, he began to be overpowered.

Swoosh!

Wu changed his stance and voluntarily retreated.

As his power and momentum relaxed, his opponent took advantage of the situation to press forward, advancing his fist intent and momentum even further.

In all his bouts, Wu had always been the one overpowering others with his aggressive front, and this was the first time someone had turned the tables on him.

Wu’s expression was calm, his mind undisturbed as he switched from offense to defense, retreating while parrying.

Meanwhile, on the street where they fought, across in a building, Victor and his companion were watching the street fight through a glass window.

There was also a camera next to the window, capturing the fight below.

"Within twenty moves, Wu will be defeated!" Victor stated confidently.

"Why do you think so? He still seems to have plenty of energy and hasn’t been injured. He’s just slightly at a disadvantage," his companion questioned.

From his perspective, the fight was far from over, and even if Wu was outmatched, he could at least hold out for a long time before being defeated.

Victor shook his head, "Wu is a Xingyi Master, and Xingyi Fist greatly emphasizes momentum, promoting the idea that intent leads the fist. His choice to draw back and adopt a defensive stance, weakening both his momentum and spirit, means failure is inevitable."

"Then why within twenty moves?"

Victor replied, "Long Yu’s techniques are highly adaptable, changing with time, opponent, and momentum. From the moment Wu chose to defend, Long Yu began to accumulate momentum leveraging the situation. There was already a gap in their strengths, and with Long Yu gaining momentum, twenty moves are enough to decisively defeat Wu."

Victor referred to the man who called himself ’Dragon King’ as Long Yu and seemed to understand Long Yu’s techniques quite well.

On the street, just as Victor predicted, Long Yu’s force continued to strengthen, increasing the pressure on Wu.

Wu’s gaze was cold, showing no sign of recognizing the imminent danger, continuously opting for defense as he fought and retreated.

Fortunately, due to the rain, there weren’t many pedestrians on the street to obstruct their fight. However, some stores along the street that had yet to close had several people watching the rain-soaked fight between Wu and Long Yu, stunned by their speed and the visibly tangible force of their blows.

Many people took out their phones intending to capture the fight, but found that their moving speeds were too fast, resulting in only blurry images on camera.

After pursuing for about a hundred meters, Long Yu suddenly let out a long howl, choosing to explode!

He spread his fingers, his palms bulging and each finger twitching as if the enormous Five Mountains had shifted onto them, immensely heavy, with boiling blood and bulging veins visible on his fingers.

This palm strike aimed down with the weight of the Five Mountains and boiling blood like ocean waves.

His palm strike descended on Wu, the killing move of the Three Emperors Cannon Fist — Five Mountains Suppressing Sea!

Facing Long Yu’s palm, Wu had the illusion that Long Yu had hurled the Five Mountains into the tumultuous ocean waves, pinning down the sea itself!

Continuously leveraging and gathering momentum, Long Yu’s fist intent had reached a new peak, and his sudden execution of his killing move was meant to crush Wu in one blow!

PS: Something came up temporarily, this Chapter is 4000 words, counting as one update; the owed update will be made up tomorrow.

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