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Chapter 42: Superman Comes to the World (Part )

A.M., 10:26:04.

Zero thirty-five seconds.

Forty-five seconds...

The rules of a boxing match are three rounds in total, with each round lasting 100 seconds.

But just these 100 seconds, at this moment in the ring, made everyone feel extremely difficult...

I saw Chen Banxian falling down again and again.

Again and again, he rushed forward, screamed and fell, charged again, and fell again...

Most of the people in the audience who were originally cheering and making noises slowly, one by one, began to fall silent.

In their eyes, this was a 70-year-old man who was atoning for the sins of his ignorant grandson.

The emotions contained in it were extremely powerful. Every time Chen Banxian fell and stood up again, it turned into an invisible giant hammer, hitting everyone's heart again and again.

"..."

"okay."

"That's not much, is it, old man?"

"That's enough, that's enough..."

"Oh my god, what the hell is this punch?"

"Just stop, don't be impatient."

"Tsk tsk, this Xiao Yu has a good grandpa."

"OK! Go down, even if you lose, you still have honor."

"Traditional martial arts are very harmful to people..."

"What are you thinking?"

"Without this old man, the liar wouldn't be able to get off the stage today."

"when--"

It seems like a century has passed.

Finally, the bell rang.

Everyone present seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

The referee immediately ran over and helped the staggering Chen Banxian to the opposite corner of the ring.

“Grandpa!” Xiao Guanguan hurriedly climbed up with tears in her eyes, and wiped the slightly swollen area on Chen Banxian’s left cheek with trembling hands: “Are you okay…”

"fine……"

Chen Banxian seemed inexplicably energetic.

"Master, that should be about right, right?" The referee bent down and carefully observed Chen Banxian's condition: "I judged you the loser, didn't I?"

"What do you mean by losing?" Chen Banxian slowly took out a headset from his pocket and put it to his mouth to respond: "Traditional martial arts, in addition to improving the body, is more important... to improve the mind. Now that you are on the ring, how can you just admit defeat so easily?"

"...I can hear you, please keep your voice down."

"Traditional martial arts can be defeated! But you can never admit defeat!" Chen Banxian shouted even louder: "That's what I taught Xiao Yu too!"

The whole street, tens of thousands of people, looked at each other.

And this picture is being broadcasted all over the University of Tokyo from the live broadcast rooms of many bloggers and the cameras of many media outlets...

"Clap clap clap clap..."

Then, there were sporadic applause from the audience.

Liu Dali in the other corner: "..."

"Why do I feel like he's the winner..."

……

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Chen Banxian, the referee nodded and stood up and returned to the middle of the ring: "Rest for two minutes, and the second round will continue."

"Uu——"

There were a few boos from below.

"Grandpa, the wound on your face is too serious. Let me go buy some gauze to bandage it for you." Xiao Guanguan sobbed.

"No need. Give me some water." Chen Banxian waved his hand.

"I...I'll go buy it right now!"

But before Xiao Guanguan could turn around, Xiao Yu handed over a can of water, threw it on the table with a "plop", took out a bottle from it, and handed it to Chen Banxian: "Yes."

"You are very careful." Chen Banxian took the water and drank it in small sips, but he choked and coughed: "Alas... I am really old."

"Don't say that. You're not old at all." Xiao Yu comforted: "Look, you were beaten like a grandson just now."

"..."Chen Banxian couldn't drink any more immediately.

"Grandpa..." Xiao Guanguan's tears rolled down again: "Can we stop fighting?"

"Bullshit!" Chen Banxian lowered his voice and said, "My personality is about to be established! You want me to withdraw halfway?"

"Ah...?" Xiao Guanguan was at a loss.

"Do you want to play more?" Xiao Yu took out another towel, soaked it and wiped Chen Banxian's face. "It's almost over. I'll play for a while. That old man is really good and is as good as me."

Xiao Yu: “…”

After taking a few sips of water, Chen Banxian took a deep breath and said, "After the show is over and people on the Internet show their sympathy, this mess you made will probably be over. I might be able to start a live show and make some money in the future."

Hearing this, Xiao Guanguan lowered her head and wiped her tears.

Xiao Yu had a complicated look in his eyes.

My grandfather, who has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, does like to spar with others, but it is limited to "pushing hands" between old men in the square.

This time I chose to go on stage and fight for real, of course, more to help him.

Moreover, the beating was not in vain.

With his current eyesight, how could he not see that his grandfather's condition was very bad.

I was just forcing myself in front of my juniors.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Yu reached out and patted Chen Banxian on the shoulder, then turned to look at Xiao Guanguan and smiled: "Aunt."

"what?"

"If the world ends one day. That's why I saved it."

"……what?!"

"What are you talking about?" Chen Banxian frowned.

Xiao Yu did not answer, but turned around and shouted to the referee who was discussing with the referee team under the ring: "Hey."

"Ah?" The referee looked back with his butt sticking out.

"That's enough. My grandpa admits defeat."

"Ah?!" the referee was shocked.

"Ah?!" Liu Dali was stunned.

“Ah?!” The audience was stunned.

Xiao Yu: "...Are all of you so short of words?"

“Xiao Yu!” Chen Banxian’s eyes widened, and he almost jumped up: “What are you doing?! Who gave up?!”

"Did the referee hear that?" Xiao Yu ignored him and continued to shout to the referee: "My grandpa admits defeat."

"Fuck you! I won't admit defeat!"

The referee, who had already discussed with the referee team to stop the boxing match, would not listen to Chen Banxian. He immediately rushed to the ring and asked Xiao Yu emphatically: "Are you sure you want to admit defeat?"

"Not sure!" Chen Banxian grabbed Xiao Yu's clothes: "I can still fight!"

"I admit defeat." Xiao Yu nodded: "I admit defeat."

"Xiao Yu, you're a complete idiot, aren't you?!" Chen Banxian was so angry that his face turned red: "Now you know you're worried about me? What were you doing before? Why did you do so many stupid things?"

"Okay!" The referee nodded decisively: "Since the red team has announced its defeat, the winner of this match is - Dafei Fighting Gym, Free Fighting, Liu Dali!"

The whole audience applauded decisively.

"it is good!"

"Very good!"

"Chen Banxian! Incredible!"

"Oooo!"

"Chen Banxian! Chen Banxian! Chen Banxian!"

"Xiao Yu, this silly kid, finally felt sorry for his grandpa."

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, this farce is so funny. But it also ended perfectly."

“…I miss my grandpa.”

"Chen Banxian! Awesome!"

In the other corner of the ring, Liu Dali frowned in distress: "...I really won, right?"

"Okay. Everyone has watched the foreplay. It's almost time." Taking Chen Banxian's headset, Xiao Yu faced the audience and announced in a cold voice: "Next, let's get to the point."

Chen Banxian: “???”

Xiao Guanguan: “???”

referee:"???"

Audience: “????”

"Snapped!"

As he spoke, Xiao Yu jumped up, and in front of everyone's surprised gazes, he nimbly leaped onto the nearest of the four pillars on the arena, with a blank expression on his face, his right hand behind his back, and his left hand stretched out.

No matter how strong the wind blew, his body remained motionless.

"The challenge to the Dao Sect has officially begun."

……

(End of this chapter)