I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 105 The Meaning of Defeat

"I lost."

Sagat felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten the dung beetle that pushed the ball, but he still had to say this.

After he became a target, there was no possibility of victory for him. The bleeding injury in his femoral artery would not allow even a fighter to walk safely for an hour or two, let alone move at high speed.

If the opponent who lost an arm was willing to come and fight him, then he, with his upper limbs intact and only one leg injured, would still be able to gain the upper hand, but...

Sagat hasn't cursed for many years, but now he began to recall the memories of those discordant words from his youth. He could accept his failure as he had already doubted his victory, but he couldn't help but have a lot of negative emotions about such a failure.

His chest heaving with anger and his heavy breathing made him look like a tiger fighting for a mate. He bared his teeth at Lin Xi, and repeated with veins bulging on his forehead:
"you win!"

"Take them and get out of Thailand."

"Well, see you again if there's a chance." Lin Xi didn't care what means he used to win, as long as he won, he happily raised his thumb, walked over with ease and patted Terry on the cheek.

"Haaa!" Terry stood up with a standard somersault and looked around with a vigilant look on his face.

The senior with his arms torn open to reveal his bones, Sagat with blood all over his lower body, and Dongzhang's lower body with his head stuck in half of the wall...

Already won?
Thinking that he was the first person to be knocked unconscious, Terry rubbed the back of his head with some guilt, "Sorry, senior, I..."

Lin Xi kicked a small stone on the ground and hit Dong Zhang's butt with a bang.

"Crack~Crash" As the lower body shook, the wall was completely shattered.

Dong Zhang sat in the ruins in a daze, touching the big bump on his forehead with a dusty face, "Ah?"

"Stop being dazed and let's go." Lin Xi grabbed the broken arm, pulled and pushed it with a little force, forced the broken arm back together, used electric current to control the muscles to clamp the bones, and told the two silly boys to leave.

If they continue to stay here, and if Ying Luo continues to send people, and if one of the Four Heavenly Kings is defeated, they might be greeted by a legion of clone fighters. He can run away, but the two silly boys will definitely die.

"Cough~" Dong Zhang spat out a mouthful of cement dust, and finally recovered and got up, following Lin Xi away with Terry.

Sagat sat down on the ground, looked up at Baroque who was standing on the roof and said, "Have you seen enough of the excitement?"

"So beautiful~" Baroque took off his mask, revealing a handsome face full of admiration. To him, the two people who displayed powerful strength were so beautiful.

He looked down at the trio that was gradually going away and smiled slowly, "It turned out to be the right decision to leave Spain. Beautiful girls are appearing one after another..."

idiot.

Sagat fell to the ground with his head raised. He could already hear the sound of an ambulance coming from afar. Although Baroque was an idiot, he was not really a fool. If it were Bison, he might really leave without caring...

So, what do victory and defeat mean?

He had already failed twice, to the unknown little ghost Long, and to the Chinese fighter Lin Xi. It seemed that victory had been away from him since the moment he held the Street Fighter Tournament. All that was left for him was endless anger and confusion. His fists began to weaken, and even though his fighting spirit was still high, he still couldn't convince himself to continue chasing victory.

[Nukan...what did you do after you lost to me? ]

Sagat lay quietly, and suddenly remembered the strongest opponent he had defeated when he was young. It was the most arduous fight in his life. He was completely at a disadvantage, but his desire for victory supported him to get up again and again, and he continued to fight with the former Muay Thai king until... he won.

If I had another chance, could I really win and take away the honor of being the King of Muay Thai?

He remembered that after the failure, Nukan lay there with a relaxed smile on his face, as if something was fermenting inside him.
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A few hours later, at night, we were on a bus to Pattaya.

Lin Xi's arms had been bandaged. He leaned against the window. Dong Zhang and Terry, who were sitting behind him, were already fast asleep. Dong Zhang, in particular, was sleeping soundly. He had been in a fight during the day and then was knocked unconscious, so he was seriously exhausted.

"I don't know if Shadow Luo's attacks will end. Vega is a psychopath, and Baroque is also mentally ill. It's entirely possible that they attack someone for no reason, not to mention that I've been provoking him time and again..."

"Let's add some." He thought for a moment and added some decisively.

[Sangliu: Getting Started → Mastering]

This martial arts school passed down from the Yuan Dynasty seemed to be somewhat special. After adding points, he did not see the scene of repeated practice. Instead, one black figure after another appeared out of thin air, constantly attacking, and disappearing instantly after being blocked. He could not predict where his opponent was, so he could only fight back. Once he made a mistake and failed to block it, his body would be torn apart by the inflowing air and various strange forces.

After his body endured the limit of death, his eyes went black, then bright, and he started all over again. After he learned one of the moves, he was able to sneak attack the shadow, and if he failed, he would start over again.

I don’t know how long has passed——

"Hu~" When Lin Xi came back to his senses, he couldn't help but hunch his body, his breathing became a little heavier, and his eyes were full of numbness. Being killed and killing people in that space formed by the added points was complete torture for him, but he couldn't escape and could only be forced to learn the moves contained therein.

【Mourning Flow·Hundred Links】

【Sangliu·Reverse Taki】

He has learned all the classic moves of the two Sangliu styles completely, but since he has already formed a complete school and fighting system, they are of no use to him and he has to endure the torture. The relatively useful parts are the application of Qi and the perception of meridians and acupoints. If he continues to add points to obtain the Sangliu's ultimate move, there should be a qualitative change.

However...the plus sign after Sangliu disappeared.

He still has a green energy bean, but he can't add points to it. There are two possibilities. One is that a single energy bean cannot add points to Sangliu, and the other is that Sangliu needs other conditions to add points to learn the special move.

Judging from Lin Xi's experience in martial arts, the second possibility is the most likely. He has even guessed that the assassination skills corresponding to the Sang Flow may need the support of the Ji Flow to be fully utilized. The combination of the two is the true teaching that Yuan has learned throughout his life.

"So, I have to waste three more energy beans to max out the Jiliu in order to get the Sangliu special move?"

He smiled helplessly. Let's talk about this kind of thing later. Not to mention that there are not enough energy beans, it is also a problem whether his body, which has been transformed and reshaped by himself, can adapt to the relevant techniques.

It is even more difficult to say whether he will still need other people's special skills in the future.

(End of this chapter)