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Chapter 54 - 52: Big Bro Muscleman, when will you become number one in Qi City?

Chapter 54: Chapter 52: Big Bro Muscleman, when will you become number one in Qi City?

"The beast of a brother is about to enter the ring!"

In the live broadcast room of Wu Li, a user with the nickname ’Wu Li’s Little Fan Girl’ and an avatar of a cute girl commented in the chat section.

Ever since ’I am a fierce woman’ appeared in Wu Li’s live broadcast room and started tipping generously, she was called Rich Sis by everyone. After that, ’I am a fierce woman’ came to Wu Li’s live stream for several consecutive nights, each time tipping 100 Hearts of the Universe, which brought her close to the fans. Consequently, Wu Li’s fans began referring to her as ’Rich Sis’, and correspondingly, many female fans also started calling Wu Li ’beast of a brother’.

’Wu Li’s Little Fan Girl’ is one of Wu Li’s most active female fans. While her tips weren’t the largest, her comments were enthusiastic. At this moment, she was actively typing in the chat section:

"Beast of a brother, when will you be the number one in Qi City?"

Her leading comment sparked a wave of followers:

"Beast of a brother, when will you be the number one in Qi City?"

"Beast of a brother..."

Seeing a bunch of people with grown men’s avatars calling him ’beast of a brother’, Wu Li couldn’t help but think the internet was full of hilariously crazy fans. He looked at the camera with a smile, asking, "What do you guys think?"

"Today, it will happen today!"

’Wu Li’s Little Fan Girl’ secured the top comment, and the chat immediately filled with repeating phrases.

"Haha, alright, just wait."

Wu Li smiled and began to take off his jacket and pants.

"Huff." Liu Yuanbo suddenly let out a deep breath next to him. "Master, I’m not even in the ring and I’m starting to feel nervous. Aren’t you the least bit anxious?"

Seeing Wu Li still joking with the live stream audience just before entering the stage made Liu Yuanbo couldn’t help but admire him.

"When I was young, my grandfather used to say that I was born with a big heart. The more critical the moment, the calmer I get."

It seemed as if Wu Li was reminiscing about some interesting memories of his past. His tone was gentle and he wore a faint smile on his lips.

Then he walked to the prep area in black shorts to be checked.

As Wu Li took to the stage, countless cameras zoomed in on him. The entire No. 3 venue was surrounded, contrasting sharply with the other arenas; it was like two different worlds within and without.

In the crowd, Wu Li, having completed the pre-fight check, started warming up outside the octagonal cage, with Ma Jian right beside him.

After a few minutes of warming up, they both entered the octagonal cage.

"No groin kicks, no eye gouging, no strikes to the back of the head... when I say stop, you must stop immediately, understood?" the referee asked.

Both nodded, and the referee stepped back to signal the official start of the match.

Wu Li looked at Ma Jian in front of him. There wasn’t the slightest trace of nervousness in the other’s eyes, only excitement and eagerness, which made Wu Li respect the fact that he was once a champion professional fighter, his mentality alone completely overshadowing Liu Zitao, who had been on stage earlier.

Ma Jian advanced, initiating the attack with both hands reaching for Wu Li’s.

Wu Li stepped back and kicked at Ma Jian, who dodged.

Ma Jian pressed forward again, and Wu Li kicked toward his thigh, but this time Ma Jian didn’t dodge. He chose to take the hit to close in on Wu Li.

Wu Li’s right foot touched the ground quickly, his hands chopping downwards—a Tiger Form Splitting Fist aimed at Ma Jian’s face. Ma Jian raised his arms to protect his head, blocking the strike, but was pushed back by Wu Li’s impact.

Taking two steps back, Ma Jian approached once more, looking to get in close.

Wu Li frowned. He had figured out Ma Jian’s plan: Ma Jian likely wanted close-quarter wrestling to look for an opportunity to take him down, then use ground skills to finish the fight.

Wu Li had always used Xingyi Fist in his previous matches and had never demonstrated ground techniques. Hence, Ma Jian naturally assumed Wu Li didn’t have ground fighting skills. After all, traditional martial arts didn’t appear to include ground maneuvers in the perception of most people.

Given that, Ma Jian planned to play to his strengths and attack his opponent’s weakness, trying to grapple with Wu Li on the ground.

That was the difference between a professional and an amateur fighter, reflected not only in raw strength but also in strategy and tactics.

Amateur fighters usually just fought without a plan, taking the fight as it came, without the strategic foresight to research opponents and devise tactics. Even if they had a plan, they might forget it during the heat of the battle; whereas a professional’s approach was intentional, hardly ever chaotic.

Admittedly, Ma Jian’s idea was a good one, and his analysis was not flawed, showcasing his professional ethic. Unfortunately, he was unaware that Wu Li not only knew various ground techniques but was also proficient in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, his ground combat ability probably overpowering most amateurs.

However, Wu Li didn’t intend to reveal this just yet. In simple terms, Ma Jian wasn’t worthy of Wu Li demonstrating his ground skills.

Wu Li suddenly stepped forward, his biceps bulging, forearms twisting inward, using both hands to perform the Double Snake Form, aiming Drilling Fist strikes at Ma Jian’s chin.

Ma Jian quickly stepped back, his right leg made a sharp knee-lifting motion, with his knee instantly rising to his chest, and his right leg acted as a large iron shield, positioned in front of his body.

He had practiced Muay Thai before, and this knee lift was incredibly fast, blocking Wu Li’s double fists, then he fiercely stomped down, aiming for Wu Li’s knee.

In MMA competitions, the knees are one of the most injury-prone areas. Ma Jian’s knee stomp was ferocious; if it connected, Wu Li would end up with a dislocated knee joint at the very least, even if it didn’t fracture, leading to a loss of combat effectiveness.

Wu Li’s buttocks tensed up, activating his leg muscles with the power of the Horse Form, he pried his stepping right foot upwards in an instant, as if a horse was raising its hooves, not only dodging Ma Jian’s stomping but also managing to kick his leg in the process.

Ma Jian’s lower stance was stable, and his body didn’t shake. After his right foot missed, he stretched out both hands grabbing at Wu Li’s shoulders, while lifting his left leg and bringing up the knee, preparing to deliver a classic Muay Thai knee strike to Wu Li.

In just one second, Ma Jian followed the knee stomp with a knee strike from the left foot, his momentum like a rainbow, fully exhibiting the ferocity of Muay Thai.

Wu Li was also fired up, not dodging or flinching.

Competing in ferocity, was Xingyi still afraid of your Muay Thai?

Wu Li’s right foot that he kicked with heavily hit the ground, thumping down on the platform like an ancient cavalryman riding a horse, pounding the earth.

With the momentum of that stomp, Wu Li’s right fist shot out from the lower abdomen, colliding with Ma Jian’s incoming knee.

Xingyi, Cannon Fist!

Because Wu Li struck first, Ma Jian’s knee strike was intercepted midway, not having gained enough kinetic energy, while Wu Li’s Cannon Fist delivered with Horse Form power took full advantage of that stomp, its force substantial.

Thus, with fist against knee, it was Ma Jian who was pushed back.

Wu Li pressed on relentlessly, his left foot stepping forward, still in Horse Form, still delivering a Cannon Fist.

Horse Form Continuous Cannon!

In ancient times, warhorses would pull heavy cannons during battles, and the Xingyi Horse Form Cannon is inspired by this concept. With each step of the horse, the cannon fires, and each punch must embody the momentum of step and shoot.

Seizing the opportunity, Wu Li rapidly launched a series of Horse Form Cannon shots, each burst of power precise and fast, driving Ma Jian back step by step, completely overwhelming him in momentum.

There is a saying in the art of boxing, "Hitting people like kissing." Just as lovers kiss at an incredibly close distance, one moves back, and the other follows closely, not wanting to part from their lips. Applied to boxing, this visualizes keeping tight pressure on the retreating enemy, the fists always sticking to their body.

Wu Li’s continuous Cannon Fists cornered Ma Jian to the cage. His body leaned against the Octagonal Cage’s metal bars, hands guarding in front, seemingly with no strength to counter.

Ma Jian’s eyes darted downward, not watching Wu Li’s shoulders but instead focusing on Wu Li’s steps. Finally, when Wu Li took another step forward, Ma Jian moved.

He fiercely performed a sweeping kick, aiming to intercept Wu Li’s lifted leg in the air, intending to disrupt Wu Li’s balance and then tackle him to the ground!

As Ma Jian’s right leg was about to touch Wu Li’s left leg in the air, Wu Li’s left leg suddenly changed direction, feinting a maneuver to dodge Ma Jian’s kick, then, like a bayonet, it fiercely Piercing Kicked into Ma Jian’s side ribs.

When Ma Jian was cornered, Wu Li had noticed his head movement. In fighting, one’s eyes should always fix on the opponent’s shoulders and head, this triangular zone, to anticipate their moves. When Wu Li saw Ma Jian looking down, he understood that his opponent was planning to intercept his kick. Therefore, this move with the Horse Form was a feint, and the true attack was the Piercing Kick.

The Piercing Kick changed direction mid-air and then thrust savagely into Ma Jian’s side ribs. Landing the kick, it was as if a blade had stabbed into Ma Jian’s liver. His face changed drastically, his body involuntarily bent forward, and Wu Li seized the moment. His left foot hit the ground, his right foot delivering a whipping kick to Ma Jian’s head.

Thump! Ma Jian was sent flying, collapsing to the ground.

Wu Li didn’t pursue the attack; sure enough, Ma Jian lay on the ground, a pained expression on his face, his hands clutching his right ribs, unable to get up.

The referee hurried forward to check on Ma Jian and quickly rose to declare that Ma Jian had lost the ability to fight, declaring Wu Li the victor.

Applause and cheers came from the surroundings, including Liu Yuanbo, who waved his phone excitedly and yelled joyfully.

Wu Li exited the Octagonal Cage and took the phone from Liu Yuanbo’s hand, only to see a screen full of gifts, all of them Heart of the Universe.

It turned out that during Wu Li’s match, "Sister is a fierce woman" had entered the live broadcast room at some unknown time. Seeing Wu Li knock out his opponent, she once again gifted 100 Heart of the Universe, leaving a message "Nicely done" before leaving suavely.

"Strong brother, when will you be the number one in Qi City?"

The comment section started to flood with this phrase again.

Wu Li’s lips curled with a smile, "What do you think?"

"Today, right now!"

(All you big shots, when will you cast your recommendation votes?)

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