CHAPTER 32: CHAPTER 32: MARTIAL STRENGTH OF BAJI DETERMINES THE OUTCOME!

The standoff lasted a full 10 seconds.

The surrounding audience grew increasingly agitated.

But at this moment.

Both moved simultaneously!

Fang Qingyu’s spine arched like a great dragon, his legs slightly bent on the ground, propelling his whole body forward in an instant.

The Baji Fist technique "Top Heart Elbow" pierced through the air, with his right elbow wrapped in an explosive sound targeting Ying Kai’s center.

When the elbow tip was three inches from the chest, Ying Kai’s arms were already like iron bars horizontally barring the way.

Fang Qingyu suddenly dropped his shoulder and turned his hip, the Top Heart Elbow transforming into five fingers brushing inside the opponent’s blocking arms, twisting and pulling the nerve under the armpit.

Ying Kai’s right arm instantly went limp and drooped.

Following that, Fang Qingyu’s right knee thrust toward his abdomen.

"Bang!"

But being the former champion, it wasn’t that simple, of course.

The knee strike was stopped by an iron-like left palm, and Ying Kai spun back using the recoil.

Making Fang Qingyu’s follow-up whip leg sweep through thin air.

The two distanced themselves again.

This brief, bewildering battle like a martial arts drama sent the audience into a frenzy once more.

"Phew..."

Fang Qingyu controlled his breathing.

He had gleaned a rough understanding of Ying Kai’s strength.

Roughly around 230KG in power.

He learned a palm martial technique, but Fang Qingyu didn’t recognize it.

Thoughts stopped there.

Ying Kai rushed up again, and as Fang Qingyu thought, he indeed practiced palm techniques.

Transforming a punch into a palm, directly chopping towards Fang Qingyu’s shoulder.

Fang Qingyu stomped his left foot on the ground, forcibly shifting his whole body to the right, at the same time extending his left hand along the opponent’s right hand, gripping the neck confidently, and wedged his right foot between Ying Kai’s legs.

Left hand and right foot exerted force simultaneously.

Ying Kai’s body was instantly pressed down, with Fang Qingyu raising his right hand into a fist, striking down fiercely!!

Dragon Subduing Stance!

Boom—

Ying Kai seemed completely unprepared for Fang Qingyu’s adept use of Baji Fist, forcibly enduring the blow, lying flat on the ground.

But just as Fang Qingyu’s fist was about to touch the back of his neck for a follow-up strike.

Ying Kai’s hand swung at an unthinkable angle, countering toward Fang Qingyu’s arm.

A bizarre tremor shot from the fist straight to the palm.

"Crrr!"

Fang Qingyu’s right arm suddenly lost strength.

The knuckles felt like they hit a vibrator, tingling.

In the next second, Ying Kai’s hands pressed on the ground, his whole body flipping up like a dragon flipping over.

His body hadn’t even landed yet; in the turn’s instant, a palm was thrust back towards Fang Qingyu’s face.

Fang Qingyu only had time to raise his left hand to block.

Boom—

The force of this palm was ridiculous.

Fang Qingyu felt like being hit by a wave head-on, unable to help but stagger back.

In this round.

Neither got the upper hand.

Ying Kai had not expected such a young guy to use Baji Fist so proficiently.

Nor did Fang Qingyu expect... the opponent’s arm could bend backward to such an extent.

At this moment, Ying Kai frowned, instinctively touching the area between his neck and shoulder.

Just a little bit more.

He almost got instantly defeated.

Fang Qingyu didn’t give him a chance to react, though his mouth was full of blood, he still uttered the two words he had said countless times in the martial arts hall.

"Again."

As soon as the words were finished, he advanced proactively.

The strength of Baji Fist lies in close combat, even if the opponent’s power exceeds one’s own.

In exchanges, the last thing Fang Qingyu fears is direct collision!

Baji Fist, it’s all about toughness!

About being vigorous!

About being fierce!

The crowd erupted into a climax in the stands.

More than money, the bloody, flesh-on-flesh fight was what they pursued coming here!!

"Are you fucking crazy...!?"

In the back and forth attacks and defenses of several rounds.

Ying Kai suddenly felt Fang Qingyu’s approach changed, only attacking without defending.

Even when a strike nearly hit his neck, he would just slightly tilt, letting the palm knife hit his shoulder, then forcefully returning a punch.

Seeing the opponent’s shocked, angry expression, Fang Qingyu slightly sobered up.

"Sorry..."

"It’s my first time enjoying myself like this."

This was his first time fighting with full effort, regardless of anything.

But even though it was the first...

Unexpectedly, he felt fascinated.

"You should admit defeat... you can’t beat me."

Listening to Fang Qingyu’s words, Ying Kai gloomily responded.

"Alright."

Unexpectedly, Fang Qingyu nodded readily.

This statement was transmitted through amplifiers to the stands.

The audience erupted instantly.

Countless profanities flooded in.

Even the referee rushed forward, intending to say such concession didn’t count.

But before he could speak, Fang Qingyu continued immediately.

"As long as you block my next move, I’ll concede."

"Come."

Ying Kai silently extended one palm.

"Alright, here it comes."

Underneath the mask, Fang Qingyu’s mouth curved open, silently musing.

"Blood Burst!"

In the next instant, his body was like wrapped in bloody silk.

Before the audience could see clearly, Fang Qingyu disappeared from where he stood.

In Ying Kai’s dilated pupils.

Fang Qingyu was already in front, clasping his right wrist with his left hand, body losing strength, then violently charging forward himself.

He’d seen this move in the martial arts hall before.

The signature move of Baji Fist.

Mountain Pressing!

Boom—

The collision reverberated with a fierce muffled sound.

The people in the audience only saw a figure being knocked flying away.

And slammed into the wire mesh heavily.

It was Ying Kai!!

The eyes of those in the audience immediately shifted to Fang Qingyu.

However, at this moment, his body had returned to normal.

The referee quickly ran to Ying Kai’s side and started counting down...

"10...9..."

But before the countdown ended, Ying Kai passed out completely.

Medical staff immediately carried a stretcher on stage.

"Hiss..."

"The winner is, Fang Qing!!!"

The moment his right hand was raised.

The whole audience also stood up, shouting Fang Qing’s name.

Promising one strike meant just one strike!!!

That absolute confidence, it infected them.

Of course, if the results were reversed.

Fang Qingyu would also be heavily criticized.

"Tsk, it’s him! Go have a talk with him."

In the second-floor box, the suited man who watched the whole fight commanded the person beside him seeing Fang Qingyu slowly descend from the stage.

"Yes."

Back in the security room.

Fang Qingyu sat on the sofa resting, experiencing the weakness brought on by blood burst.

Recalling the battle process just now.

His enthusiasm for the fight even overshadowed the alert skill’s sense of danger.

Only one thought in mind.

As long as it doesn’t lead to death, go for it with all might.

...could he be a super battle maniac!?

Fang Qingyu looked at his hands, discovering this trait for the first time.

In previous fights, he was often forced.

Not wanting to be bullied or harassed.

Even after practicing martial arts, he hadn’t really fought much.

Tonight was the first time fighting with full effort.

Actually, this was evident from the start when he practiced Baji Fist.

Pounding on wooden posts as if desperate...

Even Lin Jiao couldn’t help asking if it didn’t hurt.

But this is pretty good.

At least with this trait, he wouldn’t fear a fight.

"Knock knock~"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Fang Qingyu slightly frowned; his own people distributing rewards wouldn’t bother knocking.

Getting up to open the door.

Standing outside were several... wearing sunglasses at night, equipped with radios, dressed in suits, exuding an impeccably composed expression...

Bodyguards!?