Martial Arts Livestreaming
Chapter 58 - 56: One Person’s Victory (Part 2)

Chapter 58: Chapter 56: One Person’s Victory (Part 2)

In the second round, Wu Li didn’t fight as wildly as he had in the first round, and noticeably reduced the number of times he attacked. To Shen Xiaoming, this signaled that Wu Li had lost his edge.

Xiaoming was supremely confident, "See, he can’t keep up in the second round!"

No one responded.

After a long wait, there were finally replies in the comment section.

A person at home #23: "Add me for benefits."

Lonely night 11: "Looking for a partner, any single guys here?"

Shen Xiaoming: "..."

Apart from a few advertisements, no one paid attention to him.

He used to find these types of advertisements interesting when he first started watching the live stream, but now, he could only grit his teeth and continue watching the match.

On the field, Wu Li enhanced his dodging and no longer just took hits head-on, making Qi Quanzhi hit him less often. Since Wu Li was reluctant to grapple closely with Qi Quanzhi and consistently maintained a distance, he kicked very often.

Two minutes into the round, Wu Li had launched seventeen kicks, eleven of which Qi Quanzhi blocked; Wu Li never went for high kicks, only low sweeping ones, so Qi Quanzhi was blocking with his legs.

When the camera panned to Qi Quanzhi’s legs, Shen Xiaoming noticed the opponent’s left leg was already swollen and red, while Wu Li’s legs appeared mostly unscathed.

"Damn, he can really take a beating!" Shen Xiaoming cursed.

Perhaps because of the continuous hits to his left leg, Qi Quanzhi’s movement speed wasn’t as agile as before, and Wu Li, using the Snake Grass movement technique, moved swiftly in and out, gaining the upper hand.

Second round, three minutes and forty-seven seconds.

When Qi Quanzhi suddenly raised his leg to kick at Wu Li’s thigh, Wu Li stepped back, then leapt up, placing his left foot on Qi Quanzhi’s partially extended right leg, using it to vault up, swiftly kicking out with his right foot toward Qi Quanzhi’s chest.

Qi Quanzhi crossed his arms in front of his chest, blocking the kick, but the next second, Wu Li’s left foot also came flying towards Qi Quanzhi’s head.

Qi Quanzhi could only tilt his head backward while throwing his right fist towards Wu Li’s left foot, but the punch wasn’t strong enough to resist the massive force and got kicked away, finally exposing his head.

The final blow, Wu Li kicked Qi Quanzhi’s chin with his right foot, sending him flying before gracefully landing.

Shen Xiaoming watched, dumbstruck, as shouts of astonishment also came from his phone.

Wu Li had just leaped into the air and delivered three consecutive kicks, sending his opponent flying!

The most disdainful part of Traditional Martial Arts, according to modern fighters, is its routines, which seem decorative and more like dance rather than actual martial arts.

But it’s undeniable that the routines of Traditional Martial Arts are visually appealing, adding an aesthetic quality to martial arts, which is why they’re often used in movies. Now, however, Wu Li had just used a move that you would usually only see in movies, right here on the combat stage!

His looks were already striking, and coupled with such maneuvers, he truly embodied a dashing hero.

Uncle II: "Can you really fight like this? So cool!"

Wu Li’s Fangirl: "Oh my gosh, so good-looking I can’t even (blush)!"

A person’s spring: "Ahem, I think you’re drooling (sweat)."

Floating~Shake: "I’m in love, this is my husband, no one else can have him (cleaver)!"

...

Shen Xiaoming read as the comment section wildly praised Wu Li, feeling incredibly irritated, especially because so many girls were calling him ’husband.’ This made him insanely jealous, but unfortunately for him, Qi Quanzhi in the ring wasn’t putting up a strong fight and got knocked down by Wu Li again, leaving him unable to retort.

I Have a Pair of Iron Fists: "Ladies, the move Wu Li just used isn’t just some trick. If I’m not mistaken, it should be the Xingyi Fist’s Killing Move, Flying Horse Stepping on Swallow!"

Uncle II: "I think I’ve heard of this move."

I Have a Pair of Iron Fists: "Yes, in actual combat, the final kick of Flying Horse Stepping on Swallow should target the throat and doesn’t need much force to shatter it, but since this is a ring, Wu Li’s final kick could only strike the chin."

A person’s spring: "Yeah, or else with that single blow, Wu Li would have already won."

Wu Li’s Fangirl: "I don’t care, macho bro is the best!"

...

As Shen Xiaoming watched the chat, unable to get a word in, he felt incredibly annoyed, hearing the same old excuses about killing skills, killing skills, if you dare, just go ahead and kill; such a lack of guts!

Back on the field, Wu Li’s landing from the air cost him some time, and Qi Quanzhi had already regained his senses, quickly setting up a defensive stance to deny Wu Li the chance to hammer his head.

Wu Li didn’t advance, clearly not giving Qi Quanzhi any chance to engage in ground fighting.

Seeing Wu Li staying back, Qi Quanzhi was forced to stand up quickly, moving forward again.

Following that, Qi Quanzhi no longer dared to kick lightly, getting hit several times by Wu Li’s legs, which made him appear even more passive.

Stare! The second round ended.

"Are we going to win this?"

In the comments section, ’Wu Li’s Little Fangirl’ eagerly asked.

Uncle II: "It looks like it, as long as he holds on in the third round."

I Have a Pair of Iron Fists: "Qi Quanzhi’s left leg has been specifically targeted by Wu Li, making it even more inconvenient for him. In the third round, if Wu Li focuses on this point, there’s a strong hope of winning."

Shake~: "That’s a sure win then, my husband is invincible!"

...

Seeing the comments, Shen Xiaoming almost bit his teeth to pieces, wanting to retaliate but Qi Quanzhi on the stage wasn’t performing well and was being dominated by Wu Li.

"Damn, what a loser!" Shen Xiaoming cursed, already starting to think about what to say if Wu Li won later.

The third round began, and Shen Xiaoming watched the match distractedly.

The match progressed almost as the comment section had predicted, with Wu Li focusing on Qi Quanzhi’s left leg, dishing out fierce kicks. Qi Quanzhi eventually didn’t dare use his left leg to block anymore and could only dodge.

However, by dodging, he lost the chance to counterattack in time, making the situation even more passive.

Qi Quanzhi was an experienced veteran and knew he couldn’t continue like this, so he tried several times to find an opportunity to get close to Wu Li.

Wu Li, from beginning to end, maintained a posture that refused close combat, indicating he didn’t want to engage on the ground. Thus, Qi Quanzhi aimed for a final gamble.

Third round, three minutes and twenty-one seconds.

When Qi Quanzhi once again endured a kick from Wu Li and chose to forcefully charge forward, Wu Li seized the opportunity. His left foot stomped on the knee of Qi Quanzhi’s advancing left leg, using it to propel his body upward.

Flying Horse Stepping on Swallow!

Another triple kick in midair, this time Qi Quanzhi, wide open, took all three kicks and was sent flying backwards, landing on the ground, seemingly unconscious for a moment.

The referee quickly came forward to check, then stood up indicating that Qi Quanzhi could not continue.

Third round, three minutes and twenty-four seconds, Wu Li KO’ed Qi Quanzhi.

"Yes!!!" Liu Yuanbo’s excited voice transmitted from the phone, and the phone camera began to shake violently.

Wu Li’s Little Fangirl: "We won! Big tough bro was so fierce this time!"

Uncle II: "(sweat) (sweat)."

A One-Man Spring: "What kind of aggressive language is this..."

I Have a Pair of Iron Fists: "Awesome! Where are all those earlier saying Wu Li was no good, come out now, will you?"

Wu Li’s Little Fangirl: "Right @Xiao Ming is too awesome, come out!"

...

Shen Xiaoming scoffed disdainfully, calmly replying in the comments section: "Pfft, it’s just a preliminary win, and you’d think he won the world championship."

"Traditional Martial Arts have been hyped for so many years, and this is the achievement? How could it be on-par with modern fighting?"

"He’s practiced Traditional Martial Arts for fourteen years and struggled against a regular professional. Someone else trains in Boxing for six years and can become a world Boxing Champion. Can you tell me how Traditional Martial Arts compares?"

Shen Xiaoming typed these three sentences in the comments, feeling very smug and convinced that he was making perfect sense.

People in the comments started to rebut him, saying things like Wu Li dominated his opponent the whole time and the final KO was effortless; if it were a real battle, Wu Li would have "killed" his opponent in the second round.

Shen Xiaoming looked at these replies with a smirk curling up his lips, arguing was his forte, and he wasn’t afraid. He got more excited the more he replied.

Suddenly, the livestream room got flooded with gifts again, all from Heart of the Universe—a familiar scenario.

Shen Xiaoming knew it was that rich lady, ’Fierce Lady’, who had come in. He calculated that during this period, she had already spent over a million on gifts in Wu Li’s livestream.

"If only someone would give me a million."

Thinking of the Huabei bill he hadn’t finished paying this month, Shen Xiaoming felt both envious and jealous of Wu Li, so he got even more engaged in replying to people in the comments section.

Only online did he feel like he was a winner.

Eventually, many in the comments section didn’t want to bother with him anymore, conceding; he had a smug smile on his face.

So what if he hadn’t paid off Huabei; today, he won again.

This was his own personal victory.

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