radicalducati Chapter 37 Come on, let's show you!
Chapter 37 Come on, let's show you!
In the surveillance footage, a group of burly men in white suits carrying various cold and hot weapons emerged from all directions and gathered in front of Li Yuan's door.
Then, Li Yuan opened the door, went into the corridor alone, closed the door behind him, and began to wreak havoc without saying a word.
On the large screen, Li Yuan's figure moved so fast that he became a blurry line, leaving blood splattered wherever he went. People in white suits were tossed around and piled up as if they were lifeless expendable materials.
A Thai martial arts master once said: There is a high wall between unarmed and armed combat.
But clearly, at least at that moment, this statement did not apply to Li Yuan.
He broke through the four walls with his bare hands!
Neither cold weapons nor firearms could provide these men in white suits with any protection.
On the contrary, what they held hastened their death!
fast!
Too fast!
Everything happened so fast!
When the remaining men in white suits finally realized what was happening, fear gripped their hearts, and they tried to escape this den of monsters that slaughtered lives, it was too late!
The once spacious and unobstructed corridor is now completely blocked!
Those so-called human walls and ladders were not deliberately piled up by Li Yuan afterward, but were made casually during the battle!
Finally, after all the white suits in the corridor had been eliminated, Li Yuan shook his bloodless hands and leisurely returned to his room.
The surveillance footage was played repeatedly. Throughout the process, the men in white suits who came with weapons went from being full of confidence to being visibly terrified, and finally to despair and collapse. Their expressions were so varied that it was as if they were filming a horror movie.
After a long while, Katahara Metsudou turned off the screen and chuckled enigmatically, "Hehehe..."
He turned to look at the person beside him, where an old man with a full head of white hair, a thin and short stature, but whose eye color was completely opposite to that of ordinary people.
This person is named Wu Huiliyang, the patriarch of the Wu clan, and also the first "Fang of Destruction" who served as his guard many years ago.
"Hehehe, Erio, what do you think?" After laughing, Katahara Metsudou suddenly asked meaningfully.
"Hmph, it's just... so-so." No one knows what Wu Huili was thinking, but what she said sounded very stubborn.
Katahara Metsudo, seemingly oblivious, immediately showed an interested expression: "Oh? Then I'll be watching the battle between this kid and Wu Lei'an tomorrow."
Wu Huiliyang paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Lei An is not so easy to deal with."
Although these words sounded somewhat stubborn, the old man was actually a little uncertain about the situation.
Originally, he thought that his own Wu Lei'an, a demonic person dominated by the desire to kill, was already an anomaly.
Unexpectedly, there are indeed countless heroes in the world, including a "master" like Li Yuan.
To be honest, Wu Huili was already eager to recruit Li Yuan into the family.
Such a powerful woman is naturally only worthy of a woman from the Wu clan!
"However...hmph, let's wait until they're done fighting..." The old man with a full head of white hair suppressed his inner joy and made up his mind.
……
The next morning, the entire competition venue was once again packed with people.
The coup attempt initiated by Katsumasa Hayami previously only caused some minor turmoil that was quickly quelled.
Most of the people on Yuanliu Island were completely unaware of this and still arrived at the competition venue early in the morning, eagerly awaiting the start of the third round of the competition.
Finally, accompanied by dazzling lights and cool light and shadow effects, Katahara Sayaka once again made a dazzling appearance in the center of the arena.
After a brief warm-up, she raised her arms and announced in a loud voice, "Next, welcome to the fighter of the first match of the third round!"
As the lights projected the image of a fighter onto the arena, her voice seemed to burn:
"This player is a cold-blooded, ruthless machine!"
"He is extremely brutal, utterly merciless, and only wants to cruelly attack others!"
"188 cm tall, 94 kg, 2 wins and 0 losses in the Kengan Tournament!"
"Representing the Yamashita Company, the one known as the 'Descendant of the Forbidden'—Wu Lei'an!"
As the rousing voice faded, accompanied by dazzling fireworks effects and cheers from the audience, Wu Lei'an, wearing only shorts and sporting a ferocious grin, stepped into the center of the arena.
In another contestant's passage, as Katahara Sayaka began introducing herself to the audience, Li Yuan reached out and grabbed his short-sleeved shirt, tossing it to Hiyama Shunka who was standing next to him.
Amidst the puzzled looks of his opponents, he shook his arm and walked to the center of the field.
"Are you two ready?"
As the bald referee confirmed, Li Yuan and Wu Lei'an looked at each other from several meters apart, both with joyful smiles on their faces.
After glancing at the two players to confirm their positioning was correct, the referee suddenly brought his raised arm down.
"The match begins!"
With his loud shout, the already enthusiastic cheers from the audience immediately rose to another level.
The "bloodthirsty" spectators in the stadium had been eagerly anticipating this match for a long time.
Wu Lei'an goes without saying; his brutal fighting style, while frightening to watch, is undoubtedly more exciting, sending the audience's adrenaline soaring.
Through two matches, Li Yuan also won over the audience, who recognized his formidable strength and had high expectations for him.
With two such popular fighters coming together, how could the audience not cheer loudly?
Amidst the intense anticipation of everyone, Li Yuan and Wu Lei'an simultaneously lunged at each other!
boom!
A simple, unadorned punch landed squarely on the opponent's face!
This applies to both Li Yuan and Wu Lei'an!
However, after both of them took a hit from the same opponent, their reactions were completely different!
Li Yuan's head was only slightly tilted by Wu Lei'an's fist.
Wu Lei'an, on the other hand, was punched by Li Yuan so hard that blood spurted from his mouth and nose!
"Wow!!!"
Although they couldn't figure out what was going on, the audience still erupted in enthusiastic cheers.
From the highest stand, Katahara Metsudou watched this scene quietly, then suddenly spoke up: "Eriyo, what do you think? Why don't you think he... is wearing a shirt like he did in the previous two matches?"
The "he" here naturally refers to Li Yuan.
As Wu Huili watched the two fighters passionately exchanging punches in the arena, her face gradually darkened.
"He's...demonstrating!"
A terrifying light gradually gathered in the old man's black pupils and white irises:
"In the first match, he showcased his footwork!"
"In the second match, he displayed power!"
"And in this match, he deliberately took off his shirt to demonstrate... his physique!"
Upon hearing this, Katahara Metsudou, leaning on his cane, burst into laughter: "Hahaha! So you wanted to show off your physique, huh? No wonder you took off your shirt!"
He turned his head to look at his old friend beside him, a "wicked" smile spreading across his face:
"So, who do you think has a stronger physique?"
"Is it Wu Lei'an of your Wu clan, or... him?"