Just as the viewers known as Swordsn said, Sun Jianjun's losing stance has been revealed!
Suddenly, as Big Wilson approached Sun Jianjun, he swung a fist toward Sun Jianjun's face, causing Sun Jianjun to spit out blood and flip sideways, almost collapsing to the ground.
Big Wilson intended to capitalize on his victory and charge forward to continue attacking, but the referee quickly intervened, stepping between them to prevent Big Wilson's advance.
"If it weren't for the referee stopping , I'd have punched you to death!" Big Wilson taunted.
But Sun Jianjun was already too dizzy to pay attention to the provocation. The force of the previous punch had left his ears ringing, his head spinning, and his vision blurred. He had to admit that this giant Caucasian fighter was too powerful; Sun Jianjun was no match for him.
Seeing Sun Jianjun on the verge of defeat, everyone in the venue beca agitated.
"Senior brother, hold on! You can't lose!" Li Haoming shouted anxiously. If his senior lost, then his plan to publicly embarrass Lin Fan would be ruined.
The referee then asked Sun Jianjun, "Player Sun, do you wish to continue fighting? If you can't continue, you may choose to concede."
For a mont, everyone turned to Sun Jianjun, awaiting his response.
The online live broadcast room also fell silent, with no one posting comnts. Everyone was feeling complex emotions as they awaited Sun Jianjun's response.
They knew Sun Jianjun's defeat was almost certain, yet their hearts hoped Sun Jianjun could persist. After all, this was their hope; they were eager for Sun Jianjun to win, eager for Huaxia Martial Arts to shine.
The battle between Sun Jianjun and Big Wilson was capturing the attention of millions. Yuncheng TV Station hadn't missed out on this hot topic and had long secured broadcasting rights, providing a live broadcast across the internet.
Yun City was virtually deserted, with everyone who owned a television gathered around to watch the live broadcast.
And those who couldn't watch on TV were viewing online. While many usually didn't care about such fights, this event had stirred national pride and naturally garnered attention.
Yuncheng TV Station's live broadcast room was experiencing its busiest mont ever, with countless viewers pouring in—tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, even tens of millions—and the numbers continued to climb wildly.
The comnts section in the live broadcast room refreshed furiously every second, with a 99 rate.
"Amazing, truly exciting!"
"I'm looking forward to Sun Jianjun's performance!"
"Break that foreigner's leg, teach him so respect!"
"Wasn't Wilson beaten last ti? This one will be soon!"
"666, Brother Sun is aweso!"
"Brother Sun is aweso!"
Despite the chaotic comnting, a noteworthy comntator erged—soone whose ID was "Swordsn." Claiming to be trained in martial arts, they attracted many viewers' attention.
Swordsn began speaking eloquently, claiming to have followed this story since it erged and had specifically searched online for videos of Big Wilson's matches.
Swordsn's perspective was that Big Wilson was certainly strong. Not optimistic about Sun Jianjun's performance, they remarked that the current Huaxia Martial Arts Community had limited masters. Even those hidden experts weren't as mythical as rumored.
Modern martial arts competitions ultimately depend on comparative strength. Sun Jianjun's small fra was vastly different from Big Wilson's, leaving him unable to suppress his opponent.
Swordsn's views faced considerable opposition, with fiery netizens shouting for Swordsn to leave.
So even contacted moderators, demanding this person who belittled their own side while supporting others be kicked out of the live broadcast room.
However, a portion of people found Swordsn's comnts fairly logical, sharing a similar lack of confidence in Sun Jianjun.
As netizens argued vigorously, the match officially kicked off.
Big Wilson sent out a punch, heading straight for Sun Jianjun.
Sun Jianjun did not confront it directly, instead sidestepping to evade, attempting to use the sa agile tactics he employed against Wilson the other day—to dodge attacks and find a chance to counter.
However...
After dodging one of Big Wilson's punches, Big Wilson sneered slightly, "Let's see if you can dodge faster than I can punch."
Without finishing his words, Big Wilson launched a series of rapid punches, high, middle, and low, locking onto Sun Jianjun. His tall stature inherently gave him an advantage, creating an inescapable barrage.
At the sa ti, Big Wilson maintained his defense, ensuring his opponent had no opportunity to counteract during his ferocious attack.
To neutralize the rapid strikes, Sun Jianjun had no choice but to et one of Big Wilson's punches head-on, utilizing the montum to retreat.
Thud thud thud!
Only after a struggle did he stabilize his body, his hands already red, with blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.
Silence.
The entire venue went silent.
The online live broadcast room also grew quiet, with no comnts appearing montarily.
Everyone was stunned by the intensity of the exchanges earlier.
Too powerful, truly too powerful!
That's describing Big Wilson, a King-level fighter in free combat championships, possessing overwhelming power and speed!
The other day in the duel between Sun Jianjun and Wilson, Wilson lost due to his inability to match Sun Jianjun's speed.
Even though Wilson was tall and burly, he was regrettably as cumberso as an ox—not agile at all, allowing Sun Jianjun to play tricks like a monkey, enhanced by Sun Jianjun's skill in Inner Strength, which made his strength comparable to Wilson's, leading to his victory over Wilson.
The strength of Big Wilson, however, far outmatched his brother, catching Sun Jianjun off guard. Big Wilson's punches were so fast they matched Sun Jianjun's agile movents, nullifying his advantages.
Now, there was only one path left—to confront Big Wilson head-on; it was inevitable.
Sun Jianjun's lifelong quest was pursuing martial arts; this ti, he indeed encountered a master. This made his blood boil, prompting him to alter his previous strategy and prepare for an active offense.
In the online live broadcast room.
Amidst the silence from most viewers, ID Swordsn was the first to comnt.
"My analysis was correct; Sun Jianjun intends to attack proactively, he's been left with no alternative. But it's pointless; he's no match for Big Wilson in terms of strength."
Previously, witnessing Sun Jianjun's setback already left many feeling dampened, and seeing Swordsn's comnts only worsened their mood.
"You're full of crap!"
"Swordsn, leave the broadcast room!"
"Since you're so impressive, maybe you should fight Wilson!"
In response to netizens' criticism, Swordsn replied with a helpless expression: " fighting would be even more useless. I practice External Martial Arts; Sun Jianjun is an Inner Strength expert. Big Wilson's physique and power can only be countered by Inner Strength. It's a pity Sun Jianjun's level isn't adequate."
As netizens argued heatedly in the live broadcast room, Sun Jianjun and Big Wilson were equally engaged in a fierce battle on stage.
After switching from defense to offense, initially, Sun Jianjun managed to exchange blows with Big Wilson, landing several punches.
Every ti Big Wilson got hit, the audience erupted in cheers. However, these cheers didn't occur frequently.
Big Wilson's muscular physique and thick skin ant Sun Jianjun's punches didn't seem to inflict much damage.
On the contrary, under Big Wilson's ferocious assault, Sun Jianjun started to show signs of weakness, his Inner Strength struggling to keep up, accompanied by increasingly heavy panting, eventually turning into gasping.
Just as viewers known as Swordsn said, Sun Jianjun's losing stance beca apparent!
Suddenly, as Big Wilson closed in on Sun Jianjun, he swung a punch toward Sun Jianjun's face, causing Sun Jianjun to spit out blood and flip sideways, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Big Wilson attempted to seize the montum to charge forward and attack, but the referee quickly intervened, coming between them to halt Big Wilson.
"If it wasn't for the referee stopping , I'd have punched you to death!" Big Wilson taunted.
But Sun Jianjun was too disoriented to heed the provocation, the force of the previous blow had left his ears ringing, his head spinning, and his vision blurred. He had to admit, the strength of this giant Caucasian fighter was overwhelming; Sun Jianjun was no match for him.
Seeing Sun Jianjun on the brink of defeat, anxiety filled the arena.
"Senior brother, hold on! You can't lose!" Li Haoming shouted anxiously. If his senior lost, then his plan to publicly humiliate Lin Fan fell through.
The referee then asked Sun Jianjun, "Player Sun, do you wish to continue fighting? If you can't continue, you may choose to concede."
Montarily, everyone focused on Sun Jianjun, anticipating his reaction.
The online live broadcast room also fell silent, with no one posting comnts. Everyone was experiencing mixed emotions as they awaited Sun Jianjun's response.
They knew Sun Jianjun's defeat was almost certain, yet their hearts hoped Sun Jianjun could persist. After all, this was their hope; they eagerly wished for Sun Jianjun to win, wished for Huaxia Martial Arts to shine.
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