Fanatic!

Chapter 73 The Betting Battle Begins

On April 20, the birthday of Tin Hau, the sound of gongs and drums rang out early in the morning, and a long dragon dance procession paraded around the walled city. The procession also included a statue of Tin Hau and various gongs and drums.

In front of the Tin Hau Temple, members of the Welfare Association set up an offering table with roasted pig and fruit as offerings. There was also a large incense burner in front of the temple, and people from the Walled City kept burning incense and worshipping, praying for good luck in the coming year.

At 7 p.m., Chen Wujun came downstairs wearing dress pants and a dark blue shirt.

"Brother Jun!" Afei and a few others were waiting for him downstairs. When they saw Chen Wujun, they immediately felt a sense of pressure.

It looks like a hungry tiger, ready to be released from its cage and devour people.

The group hadn't gone far from the city walled village when they saw a row of vehicles parked by the roadside.

Chen Wujun got into Shark Nine's car, and the vehicle then headed to Hongxianglu Bay Industrial Zone.

"I just received news that Yu Wei's five senses are beyond those of ordinary people," Shark Nine said, sitting in his seat.

This was something she keenly noticed when the two women she sent to Yu Wei's side reported back.

Chen Wujun nodded slightly, knowing that this was a manifestation of the new technique reaching a higher level of resonance.

"How much more?"

“I don’t know, but you have to be careful!” Shark Nine said. “Besides, even if his five senses are beyond ordinary people, they are just more acute. Without special training, he can’t instantly turn all kinds of information into useful information.”

For example, if there are hundreds of ants in a bottle, an ordinary person can see them at a glance, but can only know that there is a group of ants in the bottle, but does not know how many there are.

Their training method was different. Chen Wujun had to memorize how many tiles were on the roof at a glance, and then he had to memorize how many bricks were on the wall at a glance.

If you take it a step further, you could scatter a handful of red beans and black beans on the table, so that you could tell at a glance how many red beans and black beans there were.

Therefore, Chen Wujun still has an advantage in terms of eyes.

Chen Wujun considered the situation in his mind. He had an advantage in eyesight and hearing. The arena was only so big, so even if his opponent had better eyesight, he wouldn't have much of an advantage.

The other party has an advantage in smell and hearing.

At this moment, cars drove into a factory compound in the Hongxiangluwan Industrial Zone.

Even the federal police were alerted.

"So many yellow-skinned gangs gathering here, what are they up to?" A man with a hooked nose, blue eyes, and wearing a federal police uniform scoffed from inside the car, his eyes filled with deep contempt and disgust.

"I don't know, we were sent by the higher-ups to monitor this. That car just now belonged to Tan Cheng, the boss of the Fourth Street... His subordinate Li Yong led his men in 20 minutes ago."

"Another foreign federal police officer next to me said."

The car was right by the roadside, monitoring the gate of the factory ahead.

As the two were talking, three more cars sped past and entered the factory gate.

“It’s the Fuyi Society, those yellow-skinned gangs!” another person in the back seat said while checking the license plate.

So far, more than 40 vehicles have entered, covering more than seven gangs.

Although the three federal police officers despised and loathed the yellow-skinned people, they still felt a chill run down their spines when they saw so many gang vehicles entering the factory.

It should be noted that many of these gangs have practitioners of new martial arts techniques.

They can't stop these people from doing whatever they want.

Several federal police officers continued to identify and record the gang information entering the factory. The hook-nosed man took out his phone again and made a call, then hung up angrily a moment later.

"The special operations team won't be coming to support us. We'll just stay here and keep an eye on things. We don't need to go in. Just make sure they don't cause any trouble."

They are just ordinary federal police officers, while the members of the special mission department are all new martial arts practitioners. The minimum standard to enter this department is that the new martial arts have reached the initial stage and the magnetic field has been strengthened and reconstructed by more than 25%.

The elite of the special mission department have strengthened and reconstructed the magnetic field by more than 40%.

The elite members of the special operations unit have senses far beyond those of ordinary people, and their firearms can even penetrate steel plates. No matter how strong the new martial arts experts of those gangs are, they can only surrender or be killed on the spot when surrounded.

However, despite so many gangs gathering here, there was no indication from above that special task forces would be mobilized to provide support.

They only left a few ordinary federal police officers to keep watch there.

At that moment, several luxury cars slowly drove into the factory through the back gate.

In addition to the various gangs, some wealthy individuals who were invited also came to watch the boxing match.

……

Shark Nine and Chen Wujun's group got out of the car and entered the warehouse. The warehouse was very large, with a boxing ring set up on the ground in the center, surrounded by only a wire mesh.

The outer perimeter was surrounded by shipping containers, with at least several hundred people sitting on them.

These people, dressed and with different expressions, were all core members of various gangs.

Above the shipping container, there is a ring of rooms around the wall, where the wealthy reside.

As soon as Chen Wujun entered, he felt countless sharp eyes fall on him, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

"Is this Shark Nine's new horse?"

"Looks alright, but against Yu Wei... well, that's hard to say."

"I wonder how Shark Nine got him on stage..."

"He's the one who caused this trouble. If he's not going to handle it, why don't you step in?"

On the surrounding shipping containers, members of various gangs whispered amongst themselves.

"Your mud steps are quite good, with a tortoise-back and crane-like posture. You've mastered the old techniques well. I heard you've only been practicing boxing for less than a year. You're a promising talent... I just don't know if you can make it off the boxing ring." Tan Cheng, the leader of the four dragons, turned his head and said to Xinye.

Tan Cheng comes from a background in traditional martial arts, has extensive knowledge of them, and possesses a keen eye for them.

To have trained to this level in less than a year... he really is a bit wasteful of talent.

Pity.

A good prospect is one who can get off the boxing ring.

"I have faith in my people!" Master Xin said with a smile.

Tan Cheng laughed heartily.

Of course, that old fox, Master Xin, would say that.

Chen Wujun's gaze swept across the entire room. Due to the backlighting, most people's faces were not clearly visible; only their outlines could be seen.

Many of them are enormous, exuding explosive power.

This is the most typical characteristic of a master of a new technique.

"The lounge is this way." A henchman led the way, guiding Chen Wujun to the lounge, a temporary room of about 30 square meters.

Meanwhile, Shark Nine was on top of a shipping container. "Shark Nine, are your men any good? I bet 200 million on him," Guan Laosan said lazily from the container next to him. "Don't make me lose!"

There was a glamorous woman in Guan Laosan's arms, who was slightly twisting her body.

"You're the one who wanted to gamble, not the other way around!" Shark Nine sneered, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"My people are definitely fine!"

After saying that, he turned to Karen and asked, "How many times did that guy do it last night?"

“Six times,” Karen said.

Shark Nine nodded: "You have to keep your word and transfer the money to them."

Yu Wei's physical abilities as a practitioner of this new martial art are already several times that of ordinary people. Six times won't have too much of an impact; at least his legs won't go weak.

But even a slight impact is enough.

The two sides are fighting to the death in the ring, and a single mistake can be fatal.

After giving his instructions, Shark Nine suddenly looked up at the room above.

Inside the room, Fifth Uncle was looking down.

"Fifth Uncle, that woman is Shark Nine! In the martial world, one shouldn't harm one's wife and children. She didn't have any deep-seated hatred for Master Bing, but not only did she kill Master Bing, she also tortured and killed his wife and children." Broken Mouth Snake looked at Shark Nine below, his eyes filled with hatred.

Fifth Uncle gave Shark Nine a deep look.

He had someone investigate and found that Lao Guibing's house had been forcibly broken into that day, and the inside was in a mess.

If it were a snake with a broken mouth, he wouldn't need to force his way through the door at all.

Based on the timeline, it could only have been someone sent by Shark Nine to do it; it couldn't have been anyone else.

Shark Nine suddenly looked up and met Uncle Five's gaze. Then, a glint seemed to flash in his eyes, causing Uncle Five to subconsciously look away. Uncle Five then became angry and embarrassed, and turned his gaze back to Shark Nine.

Shark Nine grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth; his smile was full of wickedness.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the venue gradually became more and more heated.

Chen Wujun heard shouts coming from outside.

"Brother Jun, the bookmakers have arranged two boxing matches to warm up the crowd..." Afei said after walking to the door and glancing outside.

Chen Wujun leaned back there, without saying a word.

As the shouts outside rose, he felt his blood begin to boil.

Every cell in my body was trembling.

They were extremely excited.

He had been conserving his energy for several days and was already eager to get started.

More than half an hour passed before the sounds outside suddenly quieted down.

After someone outside came to inform him, Afei turned his head and said, "Brother Jun, it's your turn."

Chen Wujun, wearing shorts, got up and stretched his body slightly, revealing his bulging muscles.

"Next up is today's main event: the dispute between Hetu and Lidong will be resolved right here on this stage! Both sides have signed a waiver of life and death, promising no resentment even in the face of death!"

"Hurry up and get started, stop talking so much nonsense!" He Yong's mad dog cursed while picking his nose.

He casually smeared his boogers on the pants of the henchman next to him.

Chen Wujun walked into the venue along the designated passage, and the lights shone on him.

Chen Wujun spread his arms and looked up, squinting his eyes.

He could feel everyone's eyes on him, and he liked that.

The others were also taking a look at the new horse under Shark Nine's command. It was about 1.75 meters tall, with an extremely thick waist and thighs, and even more broad and thick back muscles. Its arms were obviously longer than normal, at least a fist and a half longer.

He then took a few quick steps and stepped directly onto the ring.

"He Tu, Chen Wujun!"

A quiet murmur arose in the audience.

"Li Dong, Yu Wei!"

Yu Wei emerged from the darkness and jumped onto the arena, coldly looking at Chen Wujun: "Kid, have you finished writing your last words?"

Chen Wujun grinned at him, revealing a sinister smile.

He has no interest in arguing with the other party now; he's already itching for something more.

'3 seconds...15 seconds...30 seconds...' Several times flashed through Chen Wujun's mind.

These are the key points of Cold Steel Fighting Technique.

Life or death is decided in the first 3 seconds, and the outcome is decided in 15 seconds...

Therefore, Yu Wei will definitely launch a surprise attack within the first three seconds, and his playing style will be extremely aggressive for the first fifteen seconds... destroying the opponent through continuous attacks.

If the time exceeds 30 seconds, it will exceed the rhythm that Weineng can control.

"Bang!" The henchman next to him slammed the gong and drum, and the sound echoed throughout the warehouse.

Almost the instant the mallet in the henchman's hand fell, Chen Wujun saw Yu Wei's legs suddenly thicken.

Chen Wujun's body arched instantly, his bones, muscles, and fascia compressing before erupting like a volcano.

The two stomped their feet hard, creating a loud bang that shook the ground, and then rushed towards the center like lightning.

Chen Wujun's palm strike was like a tiger descending a mountain. Yu Wei felt a strong wind rushing towards him, causing his eyelids to twitch and a sinister smile to appear on his lips.

'Such a powerful display, but this kid wants to go toe-to-toe with me? Watch me crush him!'

At this moment, Yu Wei was wearing combat shorts. He moved with lightning speed, his muscles and veins bulging like pythons and snakes. He brought with him a stench as he rushed straight towards Chen Wujun's center line.

His right hand shot straight at Chen Wujun's face like a cannonball, while his left hand feigned a defense to cover the center line, his real intention being to attack.

This is a typical three-point break-defense opening move in Cold Steel Fighting.

Both men were incredibly fast; ordinary henchmen only saw a blur of motion.

boom!
The two men's arms collided, producing a loud sound like steel clashing.

(End of this chapter)