The first match, Mu Binglan vs. Kunno Saburo, the second match, Qiao Xiaoyi vs. Cui Yingzhe, the third match, Lin Tian vs. Ju Yuuzen. The audience protested against these rankings, and even the girls and boys argued.
In order to avoid further chaos, the male host straightforwardly announced: "First match, Mu Binglan, Kunno Saburo, please both co to the ring!"
The sound from the speakers spread throughout the martial arts hall, quieting the noisy crowd, as the audience realized that the lineup could no longer be changed.
Kunno Saburo glanced at Mu Binglan and took to the ring first, his confident expression completely lacking the awareness of having been defeated before. Mu Binglan, expressionless, lifted her foot to step onto the ring.
Lin Tian suddenly said softly, "Kunno Saburo isn’t affected at all by his previous defeat; he probably has sothing to rely on, you need to be careful."
Mu Binglan paused, nodded, and then also stepped onto the ring, standing at opposite corners with Kunno Saburo. The distance between them was over ten ters, yet their aura had already begun to collide.
Kunno Saburo squinted his eyes, his gaze like a hungry wolf walking at night, staring fixedly at Mu Binglan while his hands slightly twisted, activating his muscles and bones.
His hands were wrapped with white cloth strips, but no one paid attention to that, as everyone’s mind was focused on the imminent battle.
"Mu Binglan, last ti I watched the moves you made; they were short and close, perhaps a type of Baji Fist skill, but your powers were not yet perfected, otherwise I would have been injured last ti. This ti, if you want to repeat your old tricks, it’s not going to be easy. On the contrary, be careful of my punches and kicks. Regarding physical strength, you won are always inferior to n."
Kunno Saburo showed a confident smile, pointing out Mu Binglan’s weakness in his words. Indeed, he wasn’t wrong; last ti Mu Binglan didn’t actually injure him, just caused him pain.
Furthermore, he knew Mu Binglan was very conceited, even looking down on most n, so he deliberately said won are inferior to n to provoke Mu Binglan.
Japanese martial arts, like military deception, attack the opponent’s spirit with words before even engaging physically, for them the encounter begins the mont they start speaking.
"Noisy!"
Mu Binglan completely ignored his verbal attack, instead, at the mont he was speaking, she rushed forward in a few steps, ten ters was not far for a martial artist.
Before he finished his sentence, Mu Binglan had already rushed in front of him, punching towards his nose. Mu Binglan was determined to win, and thus attacked without hesitation, aiming to take down the opponent as quickly as possible.
Kunno Saburo failed in his verbal attack and was instead caught off guard by Mu Binglan, choking on his words, his breath disrupted. With his breath disrupted, naturally, his counterattack was delayed, leaving him to flee awkwardly along the edge of the ring like a scurrying mouse.
The fist brushed past his ear, so close yet so risky, leaving Kunno Saburo drenched in cold sweat.
Missing her punch, Mu Binglan did not imdiately pursue the attack but unexpectedly kicked towards the ring’s railing. The Karate Club mbers laughed, as her attack direction seed pointless and not aid at him but the railing.
But in the next mont, their laughter halted, as the railing was made of elastic springs, when Mu Binglan’s foot harshly kicked it, the spring tightened like a bowstring.
With several "buzz" sounds, the tightened spring suddenly rebounded heavily, striking Kunno Saburo firmly.
"Humph..."
Kunno Saburo let out a groan, his body staggering, almost falling, cold sweat appearing on his forehead, the pain intense.
However, he was well-trained, utilizing the rebound force to dash outward, for he knew if he did not run, Mu Binglan would unrelentingly pursue him next.
Mu Binglan indeed intended to knock him down in one go, but didn’t expect him to escape so swiftly, thereby she gave up the chase, as chasing retreating enemies could be risky.
Nonetheless, in this first exchange, Mu Binglan had thoroughly gained the upper hand, whereas the once confident Kunno Saburo was left in a ss.
"Sister Lan is formidable!" Mu Binglan’s fans cheered as Martial Arts Club mbers not only cheered but showed thumbs-down gestures of disdain towards the Karate Club mbers.
"You’ll be crying next ti!" The Karate Club mbers retorted, unwilling to relent.
Lin Tian slightly turned his head, glancing at Ju Yuuzen, noticing this new president was completely calm, neither excited nor panicked.
"Their situation is bad, why is this new president not nervous at all?" Xiao Manxuan also noticed the situation on the Karate Club’s side, asking curiously.
"No idea..." Lin Tian frowned slightly, feeling sothing was off, yet unable to pinpoint the issue.
"Hey!"
On the ring, Kunno Saburo suddenly shouted, in his dodging, he charged straight towards the ring’s railing, making the audience below stunned, questioning what was happening today, why were they all rushing towards the railing?
Kunno Saburo’s impact force was even greater than Mu Binglan’s kicking, the elastic railing fiercely pulled and then rebounded, Kunno Saburo’s body like a bolt from a crossbow shot forth, crashing towards Mu Binglan.
With his charging speed combined with the spring’s rebound power, this impact was trendous, swift. It was his counterattack, mimicking Mu Binglan’s previous move, using the elastic railing to augnt the force.
His initial disadvantage instantly turned into advantage, as he reached Mu Binglan, the impact montum almost hit its peak, and he followed through with a punch.
Mu Binglan was prepared but didn’t expect Kunno Saburo’s counterattack to be so unconventional, so sudden, she quickly raised her arms to block.
With a "bang," Kunno Saburo’s fist slamd into Mu Binglan’s arm, her posture instantly disrupted, her whole body retreating continuously.
"Mr. Kuno is impressive!" The Karate Club mbers shouted loudly, leaving the Martial Arts Club mbers speechless.
With the advantage gained, Kunno Saburo continued dashing forward, throwing punches towards Mu Binglan’s body, leaving her no space to recover. Mu Binglan’s stance was unstable, unable to gather strength, while his punches continued incessantly like waves.
Mu Binglan could only barely defend, retreating while dodging Kunno Saburo’s punches. The Karate Club mbers did not rely practice moves like the Martial Arts Club; they trained in striking with fists, hardening them to break planks with ease.
Thus, as Mu Binglan defended, her arms felt the intense pain from the impact, yet she didn’t panic, searching for counterattack opportunities amidst her retreat.
However, her disadvantage made the audience below watch with anxiety, particularly her fans, their hearts seemingly hanging over the cliff edge, fearing they might fall as Mu Binglan fell.
"Lin Tian, quickly help Sister Lan..." Xiao Manxuan grabbed Lin Tian’s arm, her expression tense, exclaiming.
Lin Tian shook his head, chuckling bitterly, "This is the ring, how could I help?"
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