Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted

As he thought this, Yuan Chen felt his body getting hotter and hotter.

Feeling Yuan Chen's gaze, Sagat, after a brief silence, exhaled a suffocating breath, then cracked his knuckles and said:

“You’re all fighters, you should be able to feel the difference in strength… I have no interest in wasting time with weaklings, so get out now. I’ll give you a chance to leave.”

Upon hearing Sagat's words, Chun-Li clenched her teeth.

Chun-Li felt the intense pain in her hands and didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

Known as the Emperor of Muay Thai, Sagate's power is beyond doubt.

Even if Chun-Li can rival him in the future, that's still the future—in the present, before all of his talents have been realized, Sagat is an almost invincible opponent for both Chun-Li and Yuan Chen.

Thinking about it, Chunli couldn't help but grit her teeth.

Should we back out?

"Uh... it's over..."

Hearing Sagat's words and realizing the vast difference between them, Wu Jialouluo, who had come to visit the senior assassin, gradually calmed down.

Meanwhile, Wu Fengshui complained helplessly, "It's normal for it to end, right? That Muay Thai fighter's energy is on a completely different level from the others. If they continued fighting, there would definitely be casualties."

Hearing her best friend's words, Wu Jialouluo nodded in understanding.

As an assassin, the most important thing is to have a pair of eyes that can judge the situation on the spot.

Otherwise, if someone rashly accepts a mission that is absolutely certain to result in death and dies on the way, even if the Wu family values ​​their family and would directly help them seek justice if their employer conceals crucial information, they would not stand up for them.

Known as the 'Heavenly Demon' by his clan members, Wu Jialouluo could see that even with one eye injured, he was still far more powerful than the tall young man and the female martial artist.

But just when everyone thought it was over, Yuan Chen, his body burning with heat and his fighting spirit surging, yet his eyes growing increasingly calm, looked at Sagat and said, "You want to... escape?"

"..."

After a brief silence, Sagat raised his head again, looking at Yuan Chen with a cold, murderous intent on his rough face.

"...Do you want to die?"

"Are you not full?" Yuan Chen asked.

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Sagat was taken aback, not understanding what Yuan Chen was talking about.

“I’m a good cook.” Yuan Chen ignored Sagat’s reaction and simply said to himself:

“I have met many diners, and I know the difference between eating, being full, and being satisfied.”

"..."

Upon hearing this, Sagat remained silent, simply gazing at Yuan Chen with an expressionless face.

Yuan Chen's voice seemed to possess a special magic. Despite not using any exciting techniques or vocabulary, he spoke calmly, yet he easily captured the attention of almost everyone.

Yuan Chen didn't seem to care and continued, "I've seen diners come full of excitement only to leave disappointed... just like you."

"……so what?"

Sagat spoke, a hint of boredom in his eyes: "Do you think you can feed me?"

Sagat... definitely didn't eat his fill.

According to the thugs of Xiaduer, Huo Yinqiang was a reclusive powerhouse, a rare talent in the heavens and on earth, who easily defeated them all.

But what was the result? Just as Yuan Chen said, they came full of enthusiasm but left disappointed. Not only did they not get a full meal, but they were even ambushed and injured in one eye by this low-level martial artist when they were about to leave.

It was like forcing yourself to eat junk food that wasn't very tasty to begin with, only to find a shard of glass cutting your mouth, which made Sagat feel nauseous and annoyed.

Even though Yuan Chen expressed his true feelings, Sagat still didn't pay much attention.

Because...weak.

Perhaps among his peers, Yuan Chen is considered quite good... but weak.

Just then, Yuan Chen shook his head and said, "No, I don't want you to eat your fill... I want you to finish eating with me."

"……What's the meaning?"

Sagat narrowed his eyes, sensing a hidden madness in Yuan Chen's voice.

“Five minutes and fourteen seconds.” Yuan Chen stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and looked at Sagat, saying, “It will take five minutes and fourteen seconds to get here from the Hong Kong headquarters of Interpol.”

Upon hearing this, Sagat's eyes narrowed sharply, but then regained their composure as he looked at Yuan Chen and said:

"So that's how it is. You wanted to stall me for those last five minutes and fourteen seconds..."

Upon hearing Sagat's words, Yuan Chen smiled.

"You're right, stalling you for five minutes and fourteen seconds is indeed a good method."

As he spoke, a smile gradually spread across Yuan Chen's face. He was no longer as calm and composed as before, but instead filled with a fierce, burning passion.

"But that's the mindset of a loser."

Upon hearing this, the people present were filled with fear and unease.

Yuan Chen paid no attention to this, only staring into Sagat's eyes.

He knew that once the real battle began, his chances of winning were extremely slim.

Even worse, if one harbors murderous intent, their chances of survival are extremely slim. Relying on numbers, firearms, and the environment to delay is the correct and prudent choice.

But for some reason, Yuan Chen could clearly feel an impulse surging within his body, pushing his soul and will toward the extreme.

Yuan Chen stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and a twisted smile appeared on his handsome face, as if he were rushing into destruction.

"I will shatter you within the five minutes and fourteen seconds that will force you to unleash your full power to finish me off!!"

Volume 1: Chapter 13 - The Gap

Hearing Yuan Chen's words, feeling his gaze, and seeing that smile filled with self-destructive madness, Sagat felt his heart skip a beat for some reason.

After a moment of silence, Sagat didn't speak, but his face darkened as he slowly lowered his center of gravity.

His 2.26-meter-tall body was like a volcano awakening, with the muscle fibers beneath his bronze skin beginning to tremble slightly.

"Then let's do it," Sagat said to himself in a barely audible voice.

Then, he disappeared.

It didn't disappear; it just disappeared too quickly.

His body erupted with fighting spirit, and his already powerful physique, propelled by the fighting spirit, transformed into a blurry afterimage in the darkness. It was so fast that Chun-Li's retina could only capture a blurry image, and even Yuan Chen himself couldn't truly see it clearly.

With a mid-section sweep kick, Sagat's right leg was like a battle axe, devoid of any fancy techniques, relying solely on pure speed and power.

The shinbone, hardened by hammering, was like a steel pillar being tempered, carrying a sharp whistling sound that pierced the air, heading straight for Yuan Chen's ribs.

Yuan Chen did not dodge.

Or rather, there wasn't enough time to dodge.

He lowered his arms, his left arm blocking his ribs, and his right arm diagonally bracing his elbow joint. The moment the axe-like shinbone came crashing down, his muscles tensed instantly—his fighting spirit erupted!

"boom!!"

With a dull, loud thud, even though he had already unleashed his fighting spirit, Yuan Chen was still forcefully pushed nearly two meters to the side by this kick. The cement ground beneath his feet was plowed with two white marks by the sole of his shoe, and the smell of burning rubber rubbed against it spread out.

The sleeve of his left arm had been blown to shreds, and on the exposed arm, a purplish-black bruise was visibly swelling up, with subcutaneous capillaries bursting in patches, and the blood droplets seeping out gleaming dark red under the dim streetlights.

Despite having made all the correct countermeasures in the shortest amount of time, Yuan Chen still clearly felt the enormous gap in strength at the moment of their collision.

Before Yuan Chen could relax any longer, Sagat's second leg had already reached his face.

High-level sweep.

With a whooshing sound, his right leg slashed down towards Yuan Chen's head, the angle was tricky, and the force was much heavier and more intense than the first time.

Yuan Chen did not take the hit head-on. Instead, his body suddenly leaned back, bending at an incredible angle, with the shinbone almost grazing his nose.

A strong wind lashed at his face, severing several strands of Yuan Chen's bangs that drifted into the night.

But Yuan Chen did not stop at dodging.

As his center of gravity shifted backward, his body seemed about to fall, but just before reaching the ground, Yuan Chen stretched out his arms to support himself, while simultaneously using his astonishing core explosive power to curl up his waist and abdomen.

Then, fighting spirit burst forth! Like a spring compressed to its limit, it instantly unfolded, its arms pushing against the ground for support, its curled-up body suddenly straightening, its strong and slender legs like a heavy cannon shot from below!

Upon noticing Yuan Chen's attack, Sagat's single eye also suddenly shrank.

It actually overcame the physical impact and launched a fierce counterattack?

While surprised, Sagat's movements did not stop at all.

Taking advantage of his physique, Sagat buckled his knees, tensed his muscles, and unleashed his fighting spirit, ramming his strong shinbone head-on into Yuan Chen's feet as they surged upwards.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Yuan Chen felt as if his foot had struck a boulder. The shock traveled up his ankle, calf, and knee to his lumbar spine, sending him flying several meters away.

In comparison, although both suffered heavy blows, Sagat only took a half step back.

But just as Sagat retreated, Yuan Chen reacted, and Chun Li, accompanied by surging fighting spirit, charged towards Sagat.

His long, slender legs were infused with fighting spirit, his muscles bulging, and he slammed towards Sagat with the brutal force of a heavy log.

Sagat merely raised his right arm and tensed his muscles. The instant he was attacked, his left arm stretched back to gather power, and then a punch slammed towards Chun-Li's face like a cannonball. Fortunately, Chun-Li raised her arm in time to block, thus avoiding a direct hit to her face. Even so, she was still blasted several meters away, landing on the ground and kicking up a lot of dust.

By using her body to absorb the force, Chun-Li managed to quickly stand up from the ground, even though she looked extremely disheveled.

However, compared to Chun-Li, Sagat clearly cared more about the young man beside him.

As he got up from the ground, Yuan Chen's eyes remained fixed on Sagat.

gap.

The raw difference.

Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, physique, experience, and bone toughness, even a siege would appear pale and powerless.

Especially under Sagat's gaze, Yuan Chen could clearly sense the murderous intent surging within Sagat's heart—clearly, Sagat did not want to drag this out until members of Interpol's Hong Kong headquarters arrived.

Sensing the cold glint in Sagat's eyes, Yuan Chen could also clearly feel that every cell in his body was trembling and shaking.

Is he afraid? He must be afraid, right? After all, this isn't a friendly spar with the elders; it's a real battle where he could die.

Facing death, Yuan Chen's brain sensed the deadly threat, his adrenaline surged, causing his heart to beat faster, his blood pressure to rise, his pupils to dilate, and blood to flow from non-emergency systems to his limbs.

The release of dopamine, mixed with the threat of death, transformed the original pleasure into a series of intense and satisfying feelings of "winning," making Yuan Chen feel that he had entered a peak moment both mentally and physically.

Endorphins are secreted more rapidly, gradually calming Yuan Chen's nerves, relieving the pain caused by fear, and preventing physical numbness caused by excessive tension...

Then, in Sagat's sight, Yuan Chen suddenly raised his right arm, transforming it into a powerful hand chop that struck the blood bruise on his left arm.

The sounds of flesh colliding left Sagat and the others bewildered, seemingly puzzled as to why Yu Yuanchen would injure himself like this.

But then, Sagat understood why Yuan Chen did that.

As life energy continued to flow in, his originally swollen arm rippled, and then, to Sagat's astonishment, it dissolved at an astonishing speed.

Although the bruises from the heavy blows still remain, the large bumps that were originally there have disappeared, and the muscles on his right side are no longer affected.

Spitting blood from his chafed lips onto the ground, Yuan Chen just stared blankly at Sagat.

Indifferent, calm, yet filled with undisguised fervor.

"continue!"

On the rooftop not far away, a pair of cloudy white old eyes watched this scene from afar, nodding thoughtfully.

Volume 1: Chapter 14 - The Burst of Murderous Intent

Watching Yuan Chen smash away the bruises on her arm with a karate chop, seeing the swollen flesh flatten itself in a few breaths, hearing Yuan Chen's words, and feeling those calm yet burning eyes lock onto her again.

Those eyes.

Calm, focused, and filled with an almost frenzied fire.

A strange sense of familiarity caused Sagat's one eye to shrink.

He had seen eyes like those before.

Just a few years ago, on the ring where he became the Muay Thai emperor... even now, Sagat still remembers that young man in a tattered gi looking at him in the same way.

Despite being at a complete disadvantage and being beaten badly, she never backed down and kept her eyes burning with fighting spirit as she stared at him.