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Chapter 25 Bloodshed? Explosion!!

"Muay Thai fighters favor low sweeping kicks that target the shinbone, using feints to follow up with neck chokes and knee strikes, concealing the landing point of their powerful elbow strikes, and often stepping in to finish their roundhouse kicks with a left hook."

An hour later, Fang Qingyu sat in the audience, looking at the champion on the stage, and had already figured out most of his opponent's attack patterns.

At the same time, the danger posed to oneself in the state of dragon hibernation is not great.

So, after the opponent knocked out another person.

Fang Qingyu raised his hand.

While the cheers of victory were still echoing on stage, staff members came over and took Fang Qingyu away.

"If you want to concede, just shout it out or raise your hand, and the referee will..."

Inside the waiting room, staff are explaining the rules.

Aside from avoiding attacking the eyes and other low-level areas.
Everything else is freedom.

Actions like kicking someone in the groin will result in immediate elimination and accountability.

"Your turn is coming soon."

Staff members were nearby and offered reminders.

Fang Qingyu got up from the chair and began to warm up.

A few stance exercises can revitalize the whole body.

When the announcement inviting contestant number 87, Fang Qingyu, to enter the venue came over the loudspeaker, Fang Qingyu took a deep breath and walked towards the passage.

The LED light strip cast blood-red ripples on the damp wall.

As you round the corner, a sudden roar erupts ahead, and countless hands surge within the white light spilling from the end of the passage.

The audience was already cheering wildly as soon as they came out.

"Odds 1.07:9.6! This newbie's asking for trouble! Hahahaha!"

"Betting broke a million within five minutes of the opening bell!!"

"If this guy can withstand two sweeping kicks from Shamason, I'll eat shit on live stream!!"

Fang Qingyu ignored it all and walked straight to the edge of the stage.

The moment the iron gate was raised, the distinctive smell of leather and blood rust from the octagonal cage wafted over.

Fang Qingyu walked up the steps into the blinding spotlight, and could still catch a glimpse of the scene in the private room on the second floor, where several tattooed men were making throat-slitting gestures at him.

So this is what it feels like to actually stand on that stage.
Fang Qingyu found it quite strange.

Nobody has a high opinion of you.

But you just happened to be the most promising one!
"Once the bell rings, it means the competition has started. Anyone who takes action before that point will be declared the loser, or anyone who crosses the line will lose!"

The referee walked over to Fang Qingyu and quickly explained the final rules.

"If we want to win, there are only two ways: either we defeat him, or he admits defeat!"

"Now!!!"

"Both players, get ready!!"

Fang Qingyu twisted his neck and looked at the other person through the mask.

It was in a relaxed posture, ready to pounce at any moment.

but
There is no danger.

The moment the bell rang, Shamason touched the ground with his right foot and leaned his upper body down about 30 degrees, like a cheetah pouncing.

But Fang Qingyu was even faster than him!

Behind the mask, there was no expression; he instantly entered a state of dragon hibernation.

Extend your left hand to the upper left corner and grasp the other person's right wrist, while extending your right foot forward as a stepping stone.

Then, his entire right arm suddenly wrapped around the opponent's elbow joint like a python constricting.

Before the boos from the audience had even subsided, his foot had already drawn a semicircle on the ground, followed by a step back and a counter-clockwise twist, the force of his waist, hips, shoulders, and back accumulating like a tsunami.

Shamason's pupils contracted sharply. Years of ring experience made him instinctively bend his knees and lean back, but he was shocked to feel a sharp pain in his wrist that was being held!
The next second.
"Boom!"

Shamason's back slammed hard against the wire mesh of the octagon, the metallic clang mingling with the gasps of the audience to create a piercing sound.

The commentator's infographics scattered on the floor: "Holy crap! Shamason was instantly killed by Fang Qing!! You read that right!! Instantly killed!!"

He was thrown into the air, crashed heavily into the barbed wire fence, and then fell to the ground.

There was really no way I could get up again.

The referee, who had already finished counting down, walked over to Fang Qingyu with a surprised look and raised his right hand.

"The winner is Fang Qing!!!"

However, instead of celebration, they were met with all sorts of harsh and angry insults.

The referees have gotten used to it.

Several more gambling addicts are going to meet on the rooftop tonight.

"Are you still going to defend your title?"

"Guard."

Fang Qingyu nodded.

How can we go down there if we haven't even tried the ancient methods?

We need to assess our own capabilities to see how strong we really are!

"Fang Qing will become the new champion!!!"

"Now!!"

"You bunch of loser cowards, your chance for revenge has arrived!!!"

The referee walked to the edge of the stage, looked at the other contestants below with a mocking expression, and relentlessly provoked them and the audience.

Fang Qingyu ignored what happened next. All he had to do now was wait for the next challenger to arrive.

I took a quick look at the class panel.

The Muay Thai fighter just now provided 16 experience points.

That's pretty good.

After defeating a few more of those, you can activate a new profession.

Thinking about this, Fang Qingyu couldn't help but look forward to what skills this profession would bring.

Amidst the roars of the audience, one contestant in the waiting area couldn't hold back any longer.

"I come!"

"Go! Go! Go! Kill him!!!"

"Kill him, and I'll book a room for you!!!"

Fang Qingyu glanced at it from the stage.

[Boxer]

It has a robust build and a stable chassis.
But it also didn't feel threatening at all.

Finally, the burly man collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again, after being struck by Fang Qingyu's straight punch.

Although there was no punching power test today.

But that punch must have weighed at least 150kg.

If it had hit his left rib, even Fang Qingyu probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

However, following this boxer...

The speed at which people board is a bit slow.

Fang Qingyu glanced at the time on the sidelines; it was 2:30 a.m.

There's only one and a half hours left before closing time.

So, in order to activate his new job as soon as possible before leaving get off work, Fang Qingyu went directly to the edge of the stage, sat on the wire mesh, and said something to the people in the waiting area.
Words learned in a past life that easily attract hatred.

"That's it?"

This move completely enraged everyone.

This includes some guests in other private rooms.

Those who originally did not intend to participate in the war were all sent down by their bosses.

But after three battles
Fang Qingyu has achieved a five-game winning streak!!
No one could hurt him, or even take a punch from him.

"Let me try."

Amidst the increasingly frenzied atmosphere, a person slowly descended from the second floor.

They were wearing different styles of purple training clothes.

Martial Arts Apprentice

The professional terminology is clearly displayed, just like my own.

Fang Qingyu watched from the stage and felt a sense of danger emanating from the other party for the first time.

However, Qi Hao said
The situation only indicates the degree of danger a person poses, and does not represent the outcome of actual combat.

Even if the other party is dangerous in your eyes.

There is still a chance to defeat him!

"call"

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath and relaxed his body.

"Finally, I have the chance to try the traditional method."

"Anger Martial Arts School, please give us your guidance!"

When the other person came on stage, unlike the others who immediately started swearing, he clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Ah this
Fang Qingyu had never studied it before, so he could only imitate what was being taught.

The two of them didn't speak again.

We are just waiting for the moment when the bell rings.

"when--"

The moment the bell trembled, the other person vanished from the spot.

Fang Qingyu knew from the beginning that this battle could not be taken lightly, so he activated Dragon's Breath at the same time.

But his pupils had just caught a glimpse of the other person raising their hand.

"Snapped!"

The opponent had already pointed his fingers like a sword at his chest. The moment Fang Qingyu blocked with his arm, a strange spiraling force suddenly came from his forearm.

My entire arm went numb instantly, as if it had been filled with molten lead.

The opponent has learned martial arts!
This bizarre scene immediately made Fang Qingyu realize the seriousness of the problem.

Therefore, it will no longer be retained.

"Bloodlust, activate!!!"

The next instant, my eardrums were suddenly filled with the roar of boiling magma, and the capillaries under my skin burst, weaving a spiderweb of blood patterns on the surface of my skin.

Fang Qingyu's face was contorted in pain.
This isn't just blood gushing out, this is an explosion!!!

He felt his entire body brimming with power, and if he didn't unleash it, he was about to explode!
Looking at the two fingers that had already poked into his chest.

Instinctively, he threw a punch at the other person!
boom--

Silence
(End of this chapter)