Infinite Fighting

Chapter 81 Finals, One vs Three
Round of 16, quarterfinals, semifinals.
With Zhang Ji's support, Chen Anhe and Fu Tian were led all the way to the finals.

The Valentine Club also participated in the competition, but failed to reach the finals and was eliminated in the round of 16, so Zhang Ji didn't get to play the grudge match he thought he could play.

In the preparation room of the Five-Shaped Gate.

Chen Anhe and Fu Tian both had some injuries on their bodies.

Among all the transcendent-level fighters, their strength is second-rate at best, and they were able to make it to the finals thanks to Zhang Ji.

The opponents they had encountered before had already crushed them completely. If they had not surrendered quickly, they would have probably broken their arms and legs.

"Since you are all like this, I will start and wait for the award." Zhang Ji said.

Fu Tian was a little unwilling, but finally said: "You'd better be careful and don't capsize in the ditch."

"Those three people are not simple. Even if you, Zhang Ji, are stronger, you still have to be cautious." Chen Anhe reminded.

"Don't worry, I won't lose." Zhang Ji said confidently.

If a high-level fighter still loses to a low-level fighter, he feels that there is no need for him to stay in the fighting world.

After the starting lineup was submitted, Zhang Ji was also ready to take the stage.

At this time, the venue was already filled with shouts.

There are fans of Zhang Ji and fans of his opponents.

The club in the finals is the Purgatory Club, and the three people in it are all transcendent-level masters with very high points rankings.

Samuel Hill, a muscular man over two meters tall, is currently ranked seventh among the World Fighters Association's transcendent-level fighters.

He can rely on his physical body to withstand attacks from sniper bullets. In addition to defense, his punching power is also quite terrifying. Semi-public data shows that it is over 5,000 kilograms, and the actual power may be even higher.

Trent Martin, a short man of 1.6 meters, is ranked fifth in the World Fighters Association's Transcendent Ladder.

He is flexible, good at speed and leg skills. According to Zhang Ji's judgment, he should also be a [Kamikaze] fighter. When he moves, his feet are full of wind, which is obviously the [Kamikaze] fighting skills that enhance the body movement.

The last one, Granville Polk, is 1.8 meters tall and has a very well-proportioned body. He is currently ranked first in the Transcendent Ladder.

He doesn't have any special skills, but he is good in every aspect, including defense, endurance, speed, skills, and even spirit. He also knows the [Liushui School] fighting skills.

"Please ask the starting players of both teams to come on stage to draw the venue." said the host.

Zhang Ji stepped onto the platform, pressed a button, and then stopped, revealing a desert.

On the other side, Samon, who started the game, drew a flooding scene.

"The venues drawn this time are mountain torrents and deserts!" said the host.

"Boom, boom, boom~!"

As the site extraction was completed, the giant underground site began to be replaced.

On Zhang Ji's side, there was a small desert with extremely high temperature.

On the other side, the floodwaters poured into the mountains and forests, merged into the river and disappeared at the edge of the site.

Zhang Ji knew at first glance that the organizer was playing tricks.

This was obviously a venue deliberately created for the other party.

Granville is good at the [Liushui Style] fighting technique, and at home, he can almost be considered a pseudo B-level.

Therefore, in such a fighting arena, the opponent has a great advantage.

However, they obviously did not expect that Zhang Ji also knew the [Liushui School] fighting skills, and he was even at level B.

"The exciting World Fighting Spring Finals is about to begin. Will the veteran club Purgatory continue to win, or will the dark horse Five-Shaped Gate Club stand out? Let's wait and see!!"

"Next, please invite the contestants to come on stage!!"

From the high platform, Samun jumped down and landed heavily on the ground below from a height of twenty meters, creating a pit.

Zhang Ji also jumped lightly and landed lightly on the ground, leaving a shallow mark on the sand.

"Dang~!"

As the fighting bell rang, the fighting match officially began.

Zhang Ji and Sam En arrived at the intersection of the venue at the same time, and then Sam En swung his fist and hit Zhang Ji with a straight punch.

The fist was very fast and the air exploded. Zhang Ji did not show excessive strength. He stretched out his palm and gently pushed away his fist. He then covered his chest with his palm and knocked the man away.

Samun was in the air. He adjusted his body and rolled slightly after landing. He stood up again and attacked Zhang Ji again.

Judging from his defense alone, he is indeed quite good.

If it were an ordinary C-level warrior, after taking Zhang Ji's palm, he would be paralyzed for at least a while.

Seeing Samun rushing towards him, Zhang Ji stood still, his muscles and bones making a buzzing sound.

“Buzz, buzz~!”

He now has four crystals of "Iron Body Skill".

Coupled with the physical strength of Class B, the strength of the overlapping wave attack is far greater than before.

Also using only C-level power, Zhang Ji's current triple wave is comparable to his original eight-fold wave.

"Boom~!"

With one punch, Samun flew out faster than when he came, and landed directly in the flood.

A few seconds later, he was washed out of the flood, his entire right arm was bent, and he was lying on his back on the ground.

If the flood had not dissipated most of the force, this punch would have done more than just breaking an arm.

"Sam En seems to have fallen to the ground. Ten. Nine. Three. Two. One! Zhang Ji won! It was so clean and neat, just like the previous match. His strength is as deep as the abyss. Even Sam En cannot peek into his limit. It seems that the Purgatory Club has encountered a strong enemy this time."

Shortly after the host's words fell, Samon was taken away from the venue by medical staff.

Two minutes later, Purgatory Club's second player, Trent Martin, came on the field.

Trent looked at Zhang Ji with a serious look.

As a fighter famous for his speed, he failed to see clearly the traces of Zhang Ji's attacks several times.

This is a very scary thing.

"Dang~!"

Almost at the moment the game bell rang, Trent disappeared.

The high-speed camera captured his figure, and in an instant Trent approached Zhang Ji. Air currents swirled around him, and the power of the wind pushed his speed to a level far beyond his peers.

At this moment, his speed was probably over 400 kilometers per hour. Such a speed also meant a terrifying impact force.

"歘~!"

Trent kicked.

If this kick succeeded, Trent felt that he could eliminate Zhang Ji directly.

Of course, that was his illusion.

Zhang Ji also kicked at the same moment.

"Hoo~!"

In an instant, a large amount of air within the surrounding area of dozens of meters was sucked out and all gathered on Zhang Ji's legs.

【Wind God Kick】!!

Condensed and compressed large amounts of airflow, then released with the help of kicking techniques.

After it is fully developed, it is comparable to a high-yield missile exploding on the spot.

"Boom~!"

"Boom~!"

The attacks of the two collided at the same time, and the gathered airflow burst instantly. The violent wind blew and spread, with the two people as the center, the shock wave blew the surrounding soil and sand into a splash, and at the same time created a circular pit.

The next moment, Trent flew backwards and was kicked dozens of meters away by Zhang Ji.

After landing, he rolled over several times, then his right leg trembled unnaturally, his face was full of pain, and he wanted to stand up but couldn't.

Just before this, Zhang Ji's "True Qi Nourishing Spirit Art" had reached three crystals. The powerful spiritual attribute blessing allowed him to master the "Wind God Kick" in advance.

Although he was only getting started, Zhang Ji did not use power beyond the grandmaster level.

But this kick was also difficult for Trent to resist.

In other words, among those in Class C, few can compete with Zhang Ji in this attack.

"Five, four, three, two, one! Zhang Ji wins again! Even faster than before, with just one kick! In the replay, we can see that the air around him was quickly compressed, forming such a powerful fighting technique. The air burst at this moment is comparable to a high-explosive bomb at close range."

"Zhang Ji!!"

"Five-Shaped Gate!!"

"Zhang Ji!"

"Five-Shaped Gate!!"

Cheers came one after another, and Zhang Ji's strength was admired.

Countless people who had previously supported the Purgatory Club now turned to support Zhang Ji.

Trent was taken away by medical staff and Granville came on the scene.

"You are the strongest fighter I have ever seen. Your partner is a burden to you. If you were with us, you wouldn't have to support it alone." Granville said.

He was obviously poaching people.

"If I go to your side, you will only be a burden to me. In my opinion, you are even worse." Zhang Ji said lightly.

"Hmph, you arrogant guy, you are not invincible. I will let you know what cruelty is!" Granville said harshly.

"Dang~!"

When the game started, Granville rushed into the flood first. Zhang Ji did not stop him but let him take advantage of the water.

The next moment, in the flood, Granville's body was wrapped in layers of compressed water armor, and three sharp long blades formed by water appeared on his fists, making him look like he was wearing steel claws. The water flows were still rotating, and it was obvious that they were not only sharp, but also could cause cutting damage.

"[Liushui School] close combat skills?" Zhang Ji murmured in his heart.

There are many ways to play the fighting skills of [Xuanxin Style]. As long as you master the corresponding techniques, these formless and invisible substances in the world can be played with in a variety of ways.

Water surged under Granville's feet, his body bounced, and he swung his claws to attack Zhang Ji from a distance.

Facing this attack, Zhang Ji curled up the corners of his mouth, and his claws also glowed blue, and he swung his claws towards Granville.

The claws of the mad leopard versus the blade of flowing water.

“Clang clang clang clang~!”

The sound of steel clashing was heard, Zhang Ji's claws were unharmed, but the water blade at the front of Granville's right fist was cut off.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

After all, the water blade he compressed to the extreme could even cut through steel, but at this moment it was cut off by Zhang Ji's claws.

But this was not the time to be surprised. Granville quickly distanced himself and then turned around to attack.

"歘~!"

With a swing in the air, the water turned into three sharp blades and flew out from Granville's claws.

Zhang Ji gathered his fingers together, making them like a bird's beak, and pecked out quickly, breaking the water blade in the middle into pieces. He then calmly passed through the middle. The remaining two water blades fell on the sand dunes behind him, directly cutting the dunes apart, leaving two deep grooves.

Granville kept waving his arms, and water blades attacked wildly.

Zhang Ji was calm and had already reached the edge of the flood.

"Let me teach you what flowing water is!" Zhang Ji said.

“Gulp gulp gulp gulp~!”

It surged rapidly on the violent and pouring flood.

Three crystals of "True Qi Nourishing Spirit" and seven essences of spirit, to display the ultimate [Waterfall] fighting skill!

"Boom~!"

In an instant, the flood rose dozens of meters into the air and immediately turned into a waterfall, rushing from high to low, suddenly rushing towards Granville.

Just as it was about to touch, the water armor condensed by Granville was directly shattered, and then the whole person was hit out by the huge force, all the way to the edge of the field.

When the waterfall dissipated, Granville felt as if he had been hit hard all over, his clothes were torn, and he collapsed to the ground, looking as if he had seen something incredible.

Zhang Ji also wanted to laugh.

The home court that Purgatory Club prepared for Granville ended up being used by him.

It should be said that this is also a behavior of shooting oneself in the foot.

(End of this chapter)