285: Chapter 282 Not Enough Breath

"Look, that 'Wan' is on stage!"

"Tch, he's beaten me to it again."

"He is the strongest in the Xia Kingdom circle, I truly admire that. It's just a pity that contestants aren't allowed to bet, otherwise, I would bet everything on 'Wan'!"

Li Changsheng heard other martial arts contestants nearby discussing him; clearly, Wan Qianhe was very famous here.

As Wan Qianhe's photo and his signature number 23 appeared on the big screen, the veteran audience in the arena instantly erupted.

I have to say, even Li Changsheng was a bit stunned.

If he didn't know about the dark secrets of Genentech, he would have thought this was a world-renowned heavyweight championship match.

For an underground black-market Boxing match to have such a cult-like following showed that Wan Qianhe had conquered countless opponents and spectators over the past year.

As he took the stage, the Aikido fighter from the Japanese Faction, Rhino, turned pale.

As a contestant, he knew all too well how formidable Wan Qianhe was, but he was only one match away—just one match away from collecting the bounty for these rounds—and he didn't want to give up.

Li Changsheng and Zhang Zhao discussed how long it would take for Wan Qianhe to finish his opponent, and they were in unanimous agreement: one strike.

In fact, that was exactly what happened; Wan Qianhe cleanly knocked his opponent down with a single swift Spring Leg strike.

This was normal; among everyone Li Changsheng had ever met, no one had better leg techniques than him, and his kicking speed was astonishingly fast.

As for Aikido, it was more like a form of Grappling, somewhat similar to throwing techniques and Judo, but without the brutality of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.

It was mediocre, and to increase enrollment rates, many aerial techniques had been added—the flashy Moves seen in Karate and Taekwondo.

This committed the fatal flaw in martial arts expert duels: if you jump, you've already lost half the battle. Although Rhino was clever and planned to use Aikido's atemi (striking) techniques to test the waters first...

…Wan Qianhe, who had one foot in his old age, wasn't going to play around with testing; he went straight for the kill.

"Heh, as expected. If Master Wan couldn't subdue his opponent instantly, it would mean he was playing around. Aikido still lacks a bit of substance these days."

"Black belt experts are all about flashy tricks; their practicality is far inferior to Muay Thai and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu."

Chen Youcai laughed and shook his head repeatedly.

Of course, although they had many flashy Moves, Rhino's footwork and strike speed were extremely fast—definitely at a top-tier level for an ordinary person; otherwise, he couldn't have won four matches in a row.

Speed is effective to a certain degree, but unfortunately, he ran into Wan Qianhe, whose speed and technique far surpassed his own.

Following this, Wan Qianhe won five matches in a row in one breath; during this time, people kept coming up, but no one could last a single exchange against him.

The pace of the matches here was extremely fast, but Wan Qianhe's matches were even faster; in less than eight minutes, five matches were finished one after another.

"At this rate, I think Master Wan can definitely win ten matches today and break his own record!"

At this point, Chen Youcai was already rubbing his hands in excitement.

Li Changsheng nodded slightly in response.

If nothing went wrong, that would be the case.

After all, the previous five matches were all instant kills, mostly kicked down in one go. Knowing Wan Qianhe's strength, they decisively conceded, otherwise the next kick would be fatal.

But... an accident happened.

Just as the seventh match ended, and the entire backstage area fell into silence with no one daring to challenge, the next moment, a person's profile picture and number suddenly popped up on the big screen outside.

Whoa!~

In an instant, the entire arena erupted, and there was a commotion backstage.

It clearly displayed a name: 'Odoba!'

"Odoba! Damn, it's actually Odoba! The top-ranked fighters had been deliberately avoiding each other before, and I thought the organizers were intentionally preventing them from clashing. I didn't expect Odoba to step out this time!"

"Odoba is on stage; this Vicious Beast has been unleashed. I feel like with just one punch, one punch could kill this Martial Master from the Xia Kingdom!"

"Right! Odoba's Boxing power is terrifying. He once KO'd a super heavyweight champion with a single punch; the whole thing took less than twenty seconds, setting the record for the fastest knockout!"

The discussions backstage were endless, but as a towering figure stood up, all sound came to an abrupt halt.

It was as dead silent as if a pause button had been pressed.

His body seemed to exude the aura of a Vicious Beast; he had a short neck, an exaggerated wingspan of nearly 2.3 meters, and arm circumference and torso comparable to a bear.

This made the giant look like a killing machine.

No one dared to speak, and Li Changsheng noticed that although many people in the Xia Kingdom section wanted to cheer for Master Wan, their throats seemed to be blocked.

Zhang Zhao sighed: "As long as Master Wan's Qi is sufficient, there is still hope."

"Master Wan will win!" Chen Youcai roared, stiffening his neck.

Li Changsheng just sat there silently, waiting for the slaughter to begin; he wouldn't pass judgment before the two sides actually clashed.

Time ticked away, and with a shout from the referee, the two on stage officially began to fight.

At the beginning, Master Wan's offense was extremely fierce. He unleashed various leg techniques in succession, combined with extremely agile footwork. It looked like he was breaking through bamboo, purely beating Odoba down.

Seeing this, the Xia Kingdom Martial Masters backstage immediately roared with excitement.

Previously, there had been a lot of controversy in the circle regarding the strength of the top-ranked fighters. Foreigners kept saying that Xia Kingdom's Wan was no match for Odoba.

No matter how good the technique is, it can't beat absolute strength and absolute defense.

Because there were so many such remarks, the Xia Kingdom Martial Masters had no way to fight back. Seeing this scene now, it felt like their long-suppressed emotions were finally being vented.

"Haha! I told you Master Wan would win! Dammit, this Odoba is just a big idiot. He was beaten into having no power to fight back from the start. At this rate, Odoba will definitely lose!"

As a loyal fan of Wan Qianhe, Chen Youcai naturally roared even more intensely, like a star-struck fan.

But Zhang Zhao and Li Changsheng sat with their arms crossed, watching the screen with furrowed brows and gloomy, heavy expressions.

"Master Zhang, Master Li, what's wrong? Isn't the situation looking great right now?"

Seeing this, Chen Youcai said with some displeasure.

Zhang Zhao shook his head, sighed, and said bluntly: "Master Wan's Qi is insufficient. It's only been three minutes and he's already like this; his age is catching up to him. If he were a bit younger, there might have been some hope."

"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Chen Youcai immediately became anxious.

Clearly, Wan Qianhe in the video looked calm and composed, and his offensive was continuous and exceptionally fierce. How could his Qi be insufficient?

"His Qi is indeed insufficient."

Li Changsheng also sighed at this moment: "Master Wan's usual offensive would never be this rushed."

"Whether it's the Mandarin Duck Chain Kicks, Arhat Divine Strike, or Spring Leg, the offensive is indeed dense and continuous, but it's like breathing—it requires a cycle of exhaling and inhaling, combining speed and slowness."

"But right now, with Master Wan, I only see speed and haste. His heart is in chaos because he realized he simply cannot Move Odoba!"