CHAPTER 1033: CHAPTER 37: STREET FIGHTING SIMULATION RULES

"With the competition reaching today, surely no one still thinks they can defeat that super remodeler, right?" Jonathan Lee, the commentator, lowered his voice at the commentary desk. "In just under two short weeks, martial arts practitioners from all over the world have fallen. Some contestants in the back ranks have announced their withdrawal. As for those who stepped onto the stage, each one is trembling in their legs, just wanting to escape..."

"Mr. Vigette, what is your take on this?"

Yawgmoth held the microphone: "This is the inevitable result, isn’t it?"

"Oh?" Jonathan Lee shifted the topic: "We’ve seen enough professional athletes and ancient technique inheritors getting beaten up. So now, a different kind of opponent is here."

As they spoke, the speakers in the stadium began to play a new entrance tune, but there were no lights.

"He is a crime-fighting hero from the streets. Because of his love for superhero comics, he self-taught various fighting techniques, hoping to subdue street crimes without injury and maintain order. Up to now, he has stopped numerous street robberies and thefts and is the most beloved good neighbor citizen of his hometown... Let’s welcome today’s challenger, a figure for whom data is not important... Bruce Debasser~"

Several spotlights intersected in mid-air. A platform resembling a swing was slowly descending.

Bruce is not a professional athlete, nor does he have an agent or a packaging team. When registering, he signed the relevant agreement, with Superman Enterprise handling this aspect, but this means accepting the entrance method chosen by them.

Bruce wore a black hoodie with a hood. It seemed to be intended for a 300-pound super heavyweight, and it didn’t look tight on his burly frame. Bruce had a true barrel-shaped body, with chest, waist, and thighs generally bulging. On his face, covered with a beard, there was no emotion, only staring at the vast competition arena below.

This time, the venue was different. Except for the large cushioning materials on the ground, there was nothing else, and the ring space was so large that it didn’t seem like a sports event site.

Of course, this wasn’t Bruce’s best scenario. In the past, the environments he fought in were often more narrow, more complex. Street corners, alleys, dark corners, and between shacks.

Those places were good spots for crime, and also where he fought.

The places he fought in often couldn’t fit in a boxing ring.

But, after thinking long and hard, Bruce decided to use a "larger" venue.

Because he was accustomed to making an escape.

When discovering more enemies than expected, when realizing the enemy might have firearms, he would flee. He would never let himself be trapped in a "nowhere to retreat" situation. Even if facing multiple foes alone, he required a longer distance to run, to make the enemies scatter.

He was very good at escaping for his life.

The martial artists on the ring couldn’t match him in this regard. If they hesitated and didn’t attack, they might be warned by the referee for "passive battling." Smaller venues were set to make them cluster together as much as possible, to accelerate the pace of the fight.

Bruce walked down slowly from the platform.

And in front of him was Lu Xuanyu, wearing the same red hoodie.

"This time, our Lu must fight this street hero under completely equal force. Bruce Debasser measured an entire set of data yesterday and also roughly measured a few items today to ensure parameters largely matched." Jonathan Lee lowered his voice in a mysterious manner: "And this time, the rules adopt a point system, allowing the use of batons and non-lethal throwing weapons. We wonder if our invincible Lu Xuanyu can maintain his winning streak under such unfamiliar rules?"

The referee gathered the two in the center of the arena, recited the rules once, and had them retreat to a three-meter distance.

As the referee raised his hand, Lu Xuanyu positioned himself with one foot slightly ahead of the other, bounced twice lightly, and held one hand in a fist to guard his chin, while the other hand reached forward to form depth, his body subtly swaying back and forth with a rhythm.

Bruce, on the other hand, slightly curved his fingers and held them loosely; his hands were suspended in the air as if holding his "centerline."

Jeet Kune Do and Aikido might differ greatly in style, but they have one thing in common — both martial techniques regard "later action" highly. Jeet Kune Do aims to "intercept" the opponent’s attack, while Aikido is a concept of borrowing force to strike back.

Initially, neither of them attacked aggressively.

Lu Xuanyu decided to take the first move.

"Later action" is just a preference in martial studies style, while "spectacular" is the demand of his work. Moreover, as the stronger side, he is obliged to do so.

Even if his prosthetic body’s force was limited to match his opponent, even if his weight was centered in his dantian, he still possessed superior endurance, fearlessness of pain, and unbeatable reaction speed.

He always retained the "advantageous" status.

Lu Xuanyu slid forward and while advancing with his back foot, his left foot swiftly struck forward like lightning, akin to Bruce Lee’s fast leg.

With a "snap," Bruce had already blocked this move using both hands. He intended to seize the opponent’s lower leg with a reverse grip, but Lu Xuanyu’s withdrawal speed was too fast. Under the heavy hit, his arms went numb and his reaction was too slow.

After retracting his leg, Lu Xuanyu advanced half a step and executed a low kick sweeping Bruce’s knee. Bruce was forced to dodge to the side with the momentum. Lu Xuanyu drove a straight punch forward with his right hand.

This time, Bruce finally got a few grips. His right hand barely caught Lu Xuanyu’s right sleeve. Almost instinctively, he wrapped his left hand around it immediately.

Subsequently, Lu Xuanyu’s body rolled slightly forward.

Bruce utilized the motion of retracting his fist to thrust forward, using the minimal movement to "hang" his weight on it.

In terms of strength, Bruce wasn’t outstanding among those of the same weight class professional athletes, more on the weaker side. Lu Xuanyu’s strength wasn’t enough to lift Bruce. And due to the difference in leverage, this move successfully restricted his arm.

The moment Bruce wrapped his left hand around Lu Xuanyu, he retracted his right hand, smashing it toward Lu Xuanyu’s face.

Lu Xuanyu’s left hand quickly lifted, striking Bruce’s wrist and deflecting the hit. He rushed forward, attempting to use a wrestling technique to trip Bruce.

Bruce swiftly embraced Lu Xuanyu, seeking to grapple him in a Jujitsu clash. Lu Xuanyu tried stomping on Bruce’s foot but got evaded continuously. Lu Xuanyu’s spare left hand fiercely struck Bruce’s liver area from the side. Bruce swayed, even with modern material armor as padding, the set of armor wasn’t effective against shield strikes, failing to completely shield against impact. Bruce attempted to control Lu Xuanyu’s upper arm to limit his assaults but failed. Lu Xuanyu directly overturned Bruce, who spun mid-air before landing on one knee.

But Lu Xuanyu heard a "pop" sound.

Bruce quickly thrust out the weapon in his hand.

In those few seconds of grappling, Bruce had actually extracted a baton from Lu Xuanyu’s hand, and in a concealed position, completed a lower segment opening of the baton, just right with his body blocking Lu Xuanyu’s view.

This was truly ruthless!