Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted

"I'll kill you!!"

As he spoke, Wu Lei'an's head slammed down like a heavy hammer, his hard forehead hurtling towards Yuan Chen's nose, the most vulnerable part of his face, like a meteor.

Yuan Chen, however, did not back down at all. He simply raised his head and, amidst the instinctive averting gazes of Sakura Hibiki and the others, returned the same headbutt.

bump!

With a ringing sound like a striking bell, the two of them leaned back and stumbled backward almost simultaneously.

With a firm step, Yuan Chen quickly regained his balance. The flesh on his forehead was crushed into mud-like pulp by the impact, adhering to his red-painted skull. Blood flowed freely, but Yuan Chen's face did not flinch in the slightest.

Sensing a crisis, life energy begins to activate at an astonishing speed without any active prompting.

In the astonished gaze of Wu Zhizu, Yuan Chen's forehead had stopped bleeding in an instant, leaving only a scar-like scab adhering to his face and the area around the wound, resembling some kind of red battle mark.

"Great, let's have some more!"

Seeing that Yuan Chen was completely unaffected, Wu Lei'an, now freed, was slightly taken aback, then revealed an excited smile: "Good! It was definitely the right thing to do to kill you!!!"

As they spoke, Wu Lei'an, like an awakened demon, walked toward Yuan Chen.

Looking at Wu Lei'an, who suddenly appeared like a demon, Uehara Ayaka and the others covered their mouths in surprise, as if they had seen something incredible.

In contrast, Chun-Li nodded thoughtfully.

"Is this the liberation of the Wu clan? So this is what it's like..."

Although Chun-Li had met Wu Jialouluo and others back in Hong Kong, she did not actually see Wu Jialouluo and Wu Fengshui liberate themselves. She only knew that the Wu clan had developed this special physique for their family through thousands of years of genetic modification and screening.

And now it seems that it truly lives up to its reputation.

Before this, he was clearly inferior to Ah Chen in terms of strength, endurance, and resistance to blows.

But after being stimulated, Wu Lei'an's various physiological abilities almost immediately caught up with A-Chen's.

Especially after the warm-up, in some aspects, it seems that he is even better than Ah Chen?

"Human muscle potential far exceeds daily needs. To prevent self-destructive injuries such as bone fractures and tendon tears caused by excessive muscle contraction, the brain instinctively limits the available strength to about 30%."

Hearing Chunli's words, Wu Fengshui, who had come over and brought his family to fight, felt embarrassed and explained, "The so-called liberation is to break free from the shackles and restrictions of the human body itself."

"But simply removing the shackles wouldn't be enough, would it?"

Hearing Wu Fengshui's explanation, the enthusiastic passerby Baki couldn't help but join in, eagerly participating in the discussion:

"After all, if it's just about unlocking the limitations of the human body, it can be easily done through hypnosis, illusions, dangerous environments, or even just imagination, just like the superhuman strength that people unleash in a crisis!"

Upon hearing Baki's words, Wu Fengshui was initially confused, thinking that he was someone's friend. However, a quick glance at their expressions revealed that everyone was clearly seeing this young man for the first time.

On the contrary, Wu Horio, as an elder, had a thought flash across his face after seeing Baki, and when Wu Fengshui was about to speak, he reached out to signal him not to worry.

Baki, who was always friendly, never looked at Chun-Li and the others. His eyes were fixed on Yuan Chen and Wu Lei'an, who were fighting fiercely and violently at an astonishing speed. His whole body was filled with excitement and a desire to join in.

As he watched, Baki couldn't help but say:

"The core difficulty of this liberation lies in the fact that ordinary people simply cannot withstand this 100% power output! Only through continuous training, combined with selective reproduction and genetic modification, can a strong body capable of withstanding this power be cultivated!"

"And that guy, he exudes the scent of life... Ugh! Damn it... Why didn't I encounter an opponent like that sooner?!"

Clenching his fists, the curly-haired youth who had appeared out of nowhere acted like a mischievous child, his entire attention drawn to the brawl in front of him. He was clearly feeling resentful for not being able to participate.

Seeing the bloodthirsty spectator suddenly appear and begin explaining, with an eager expression on his face as if he wanted to join in immediately, Chun-Li looked confused.

When I was a child, living with Grandpa Yuan, wasn't Hong Kong also a fighting world? I don't remember it being this chaotic.

Nonsense, who would be acting crazy in front of Yuan Wudi for no reason?

Before Chunli could think any further, a curly-haired passerby who had suddenly appeared beside her, along with the three little Huang Ying and the Wu clan, exclaimed in surprise.

Looking up, with the start of liberation, the two who had exchanged headbutts and separated their forces had begun a new round of combat.

This time, however, it wasn't as simple as the two of them walking forward together as before.

With the liberation, Wu Lei'an's fighting spirit and killing intent began to surge uncontrollably. With the eruption of power, he almost turned into a scarlet afterimage, charging straight toward Yuan Chen at a speed that was even impossible for ordinary people to see.

No skill is needed, only absolute talent; absolute brute force and speed are enough to crush everything!

but……

"Is that all?"

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I stayed up a bit late yesterday, so I'll take a break around midnight to adjust my sleep schedule.

Volume 1: Chapter 72 - No Style, Star-Strike

"Is that all?"

Looking at Wu Lei'an charging towards him, Yuan Chen felt no fear despite his astonishing speed, nor even a hint of worry in his voice. Instead, he directly provoked Wu Lei'an, saying:

Don't let my expectations be in vain!

The moment the words fell, it was as if a white light struck Wu Lei'an's charging back—no, it wasn't light, but Yuan Chen's elbow strike.

Elbows are arguably the most obvious dividing line between classic and modern Muay Thai. Compared to modern Muay Thai, which is often referred to as "kickboxing," classic Muay Thai places an unparalleled emphasis on elbow strikes.

Its five basic elbow techniques are designated as mother techniques, serving as the advanced foundation for all other moves. Muay Thai is known as the Eight-Armed Boxing style, and the elbow is undoubtedly the sharpest and most recognizable weapon in this system.

Now, the elbow strike, as sharp as a flash, landed squarely on his shoulder blade. Even though he was in a state of liberation, and the pain throughout his body had been greatly reduced due to the surge of adrenaline, Wu Lei'an still felt an astonishing pain.

But what Wu Lei'an found even more unbelievable than the pain was Yuan Chen's attack and reaction.

Even though I've fully unleashed my power, this guy can still keep up with my speed and even intercept me before I can attack!

In other words, even with his physical talents and abilities fully unleashed, he couldn't overpower this person in terms of brute force.

Do we need to use technology? Do we need to use technology?!

Wu Lei'an almost subconsciously narrowed his eyes, but then, in the peripheral vision above his eyes, he felt Yuan Chen's gaze.

Intense, dazzling, filled with undisguised madness and frenzy, a manic will forming a tsunami-like domineering ambition that surges wildly.

Then, Wu Lei'an sensed it, sensed the madness that persisted within that domineering thought.

He wants to humiliate himself—his will will crush his own will!

He will use violence to force himself to compromise, abandon the madness of a modern martial artist, and force himself to use the techniques passed down in his family, and then use all his strength to completely defeat himself with pure violence!

Completely crush them with both physical strength and martial artist's will!

Perhaps this is the essence of a martial artist? No superfluous words are needed; a single glance is enough to convey one's will.

Damn it... I've really been looked down upon.

Instantly understanding Yuan Chen's meaning, Wu Lei'an's face, already distorted from the elbow strike, became even more gloomy.

Then, to the astonishment of Wu Qiqi and the others, Wu Lei'an, who had already released all his potential through liberation, suddenly unleashed another layer of blood energy on top of his original strength.

Completely losing the will to use technology, the arrogance in Wu Lei'an's eyes almost transformed into flames that devoured his own soul.

"Damn it! I'm the one who wanted to humiliate you!!!"

Then, abandoning technique, Wu Lei'an actually took the elbow strike head-on under Yuan Chen's excited gaze. He then ignored the intense pain caused by the fractured scapula and forcefully raised his fist to strike Yuan Chen's ribs.

Despite the teeth-grinding sound of his ribs, Yuan Chen, overwhelmed by excruciating pain, did not back down. Instead, he felt joy because of Wu Lei'an's mastery of the will and the breakthrough in his body.

"You little fry, you really delight me!!"

Without pausing or catching his breath, Yuan Chen unleashed his right fist, and Wu Lei'an met it with a snarling punch. The two fists collided in mid-air, the joints striking each other with a dull thud, the shockwave swirling around the iron fists and sending dust flying in a ring around the ground.

"I want to! I want it too!!"

Seeing this, Baki could no longer restrain himself. He hurriedly took off his clothes and hopped unsteadily onto one leg towards the two fiercely battling opponents. But just as he ripped his clothes open, the uncle and nephew, Gohori Yu and Gohori Ki, helplessly grabbed him, saying with some resignation:

"As a fighter, shouldn't I be able to intervene in other men's battles where they are determined to win?"

They have discovered that, along with this battle, that brat Wu Lei'an seems to have entered a new realm and state.

Both emotionally and rationally, as members of the same clan, they had no reason to allow others to intervene at will and disrupt this wonderful state that was unique to every martial artist in their lifetime.

"I know!" Baki understood, and burst into tears.

It's like someone who has been starving for a long time finally seeing the delicacy they've been dreaming of, but not being entitled to enjoy it.

"But I can also be determined to follow through on my decisions!!"

Ignoring Baki, who was screaming and crying, Yuan Chen and Wu Lei'an, at the center of attention, abandoned all their techniques—or rather, they pursued all their intentions.

The fist slammed down, followed by Yuan Chen's right knee striking upwards, and Wu Lei'an's left knee met it with its own. Their kneecaps collided, producing a muffled thud like two rocks crashing together.

After the knee strike comes the elbow strike.

It was like a complete copy of each other's movements. Neither of them made any unnecessary movements, nor did they have any intention of dodging, deflecting force, or finding an opening to use the opponent's momentum. They simply used almost identical movements to purely compete in who could unleash more brute force under such power!

Yuan Chen swung his right elbow horizontally, and Wu Lei'an met it with his right elbow. Forearms collided, and at the moment of impact, flesh exploded, blood splattered, mixed together in the air, and splashed onto the wet grass in the park!

This time, however, the two did not loosen up as before. Instead, they were like two bulls locked together, all their strength compressed onto the already torn and bloody arm.

With the application of strength and willpower, Wu Lei'an's body surface continuously developed larger blood vessels and more solid muscles.

"I'll kill you!"

Wu Lei'an roared, veins bulging on his forehead. Then, the two of them simultaneously withdrew their arms and raised their right legs like steel whips, sweeping towards each other's ribs. But with almost identical movements, the final result was that their shinbones collided, and the periosteum made a teeth-grinding tremor as they hit each other.

The violent impact caused the two to stagger backward simultaneously, but Yuan Chen quickly regained his balance—earlier, faster, and more completely than Wu Lei'an.

Yuan Chen sensed it.

Life energy, like pulses, constantly flows through my muscles, and the surging blood seems to have gained consciousness, coursing through every muscle fiber.

In Yuan Chen's vision, a non-existent trajectory appeared—this was his own perception, his own premonition, the way life found to overcome itself.

Despite it being his first time, Yuan Chen was acutely aware that as long as he followed this trajectory and used his instincts to unleash his power, allowing his fist to land on the 'star' at the end of the trajectory, he would naturally be able to deliver the ultimate strike.

Then, Yuan Chen acted according to his life instincts.

No style, hit stars!

Then, Wu Lei'an was pierced by the stars!

Volume 1: Chapter 73 - Stars

When Wu Fengshui and the others returned, Wu Huili asked Wu Horiqi and Wu Horixiong, who had been watching the battle.

"What kind of technology did you use to penetrate Lei'an back then?" Faced with Wu Huili's question, Wu Qiqi fell silent, then instinctively crossed his arms and tilted his head to think.

Muay Thai?

No.

Assassination Fist?

No.

karate?

No.

Or rather...

"Technique, moves... perhaps none of that matters?"

Wu Hori didn't know how to explain to Wu Huiliyang. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he looked at his uncle, Wu Hori Xiong.

“It’s…that one, I guess.” Wu Qiqi pointed to the sky as a reminder.

“…Yes! That’s it, that’s it!” Wu Qiqi seemed to remember something, and pointed to the sky with both hands, saying:

"Star!"

"It's not about techniques or moves; it's just like a star streaking across the sky—all the weight and force naturally converge in one direction!"

Yes, everyone in the park could clearly see that something pierced through and penetrated Wu Lei'an.

Without any skill or even the traces of rigorous training, the person simply threw a punch at will, and then all the power in their entire body, from flesh to cells, flowed along that natural trajectory, producing a white light of an oval shape.

Even before Yuan Chen's fist was a distance from Wu Lei'an's body, the invisible meteor had already pierced through Wu Lei'an's abdomen, and only then did Yuan Chen's fist strike his abdomen.

This should have happened in an instant, but it felt like a long time had passed. Then Wu Lei'an was blasted away with a "boom" and landed in a distant sand dune, splashing up sand and dust like a bomb.

Pulling back his arm and looking at his fist, Yuan Chen savored the feeling from just now, a slight sense of frustration appearing in his eyes.