Huayu97: Starting with Wu Song Fighting the Tiger

Halfway through the jump, Wang Bo hadn't touched the bar at all. Overconfident, he turned back to taunt Liu Xiang while still controlling his jump: "Liu Xiang, you're no good! Just admit defeat!"

Suddenly, Liu Xiang squeezed the horse's flanks with his legs and shouted, "Giddy up!"

The chestnut horse seemed to be suddenly ignited with passion, bursting forth with astonishing power as it chased after the elf with its hooves flying.

Wang Bo's expression changed, and he quickly whipped his horse to spur it on, then repeatedly struck the poles.

Wang Bo was sweating profusely and frantically tried to hit the lightning bolt, but Liu Xiang not only surpassed Wang Bo but also failed to drop a single shot.

As they approached the finish line, Liu Xiang gently pulled on the reins, and the chestnut horse surged across the finish line first!

The entire arena fell silent. Wang Bo sat motionless on his horse, his smugness completely gone.

Liu Xiang dismounted, patted the chestnut horse's neck, and said with a smile, "You flatter me, Young Master Wang."

Wang Bo jumped off his horse abruptly, his face ashen and his eyes bloodshot. He couldn't swallow this insult. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up and a plan formed in his mind.

He mounted his horse, then yanked the reins sharply. The spirit, wincing in pain, reared up. Wang Bo tumbled off, landing on the grass, wincing in pain and yelling, "Liu Xiang! You fucking tricked me! Were you deliberately blowing the whistle? My leg! My leg is broken!"

Liu Xiang frowned. He hadn't affected the elf at all; this kid was clearly deliberately falling down to feign injury.

Zhao Dequan rushed over and helped Wang Bo up, his face filled with anxiety: "Young Master Wang, are you alright?"

Wang Bo shoved Zhao Dequan aside and pointed at Liu Xiang, shouting hysterically, "President Zhao! You saw it all, didn't you? Liu Xiang deliberately framed me! I don't care! If you dare to help him today, I'll tell my dad to withdraw his investment and shut down your club!"

Zhao Dequan's face turned pale. He dared not offend Wang Bo, so he could only turn to Liu Xiang with a troubled expression: "Mr. Liu... this... you're being rather unfair!"

Liu Xiang sneered. Zhao Dequan's hypocrisy had finally been completely exposed.

Seeing that Zhao Dequan dared not speak, Wang Bo became even more arrogant, shouting to his bodyguards behind him, "Get him! Cripple him! Today I'll show him the consequences of offending me, Wang Bo! Mr. Zhao, don't interfere! Or you'll be dealt with too!"

The two bodyguards immediately rushed forward. The shorter bodyguard lunged first, swinging his fist towards Liu Xiang's chest. The punch was fast and vicious, carrying the ruthlessness of a street thug. Liu Xiang dodged to the side and punched the bodyguard's arm with her backhand. There was a "crack" sound, and the bodyguard groaned, clutching his arm and taking two steps back, wincing in pain, his eyes full of surprise.

"You're not bad." The tall bodyguard suddenly spoke, taking a step forward, his murderous aura intensifying. "I didn't expect you to have some training. However, your rudimentary skills are no match for me."

As he spoke, he suddenly pounced. This bodyguard's movements were completely different from the short bodyguard from before. His moves were concise and sharp, without any fancy flourishes. Every punch and kick was aimed at Liu Xiang's vitals. His fists whistled as they slammed into Liu Xiang's temples, while his feet kicked at Liu Xiang's knees, clearly intending to subdue him quickly.

Liu Xiang's heart skipped a beat. This move was not an ordinary street brawl, but a real fighting technique! And a killing technique at that! As he dodged, he racked his brains and suddenly remembered what Zhao Dequan had secretly told him earlier—that the tall bodyguard next to Wang Bo was a mercenary who had returned from Southeast Asia, had blood on his hands, and had even killed people!

Liu Xiang's heart sank. This kid was serious! No matter how skilled his martial arts school routines were, they couldn't withstand a mercenary's punches! After several rounds, Liu Xiang was forced to retreat steadily. He was slower and weaker than his opponent, and could only barely dodge with agile footwork. A punch landed on his shoulder, making him wince in pain, and half of his body went numb.

The mercenary's fist was about to smash into his temple. If the punch landed, he would probably pass out on the spot.

At that moment, he barely managed to block the fist with his elbow.

At the same time, without even thinking, Liu Xiang roared in her mind: "Unlock! Unlock the new skill right now! Stop fucking dawdling!"

[Unlocks the Fighting Mastery skill – Absorbs the current opponent's fighting techniques. Unlock condition: Repay 400 instances of beating up opponents.]

[Unlock successful! Congratulations, host, for acquiring mercenary combat skills! The skills have been automatically integrated and can be used by the host at any time!]

The instant the system notification sounded, Liu Xiang felt a surge of information flood his mind. The mercenary's fighting techniques, power generation skills, dodging routes, and attacks on vital points seemed etched into his very bones, instantly becoming second nature to him. He could even sense where the mercenary's next punch would land, and where his next kick would land.

The mercenary's fist was already inches away, whistling through the air. Liu Xiang suddenly ducked, slipping like an eel to dodge the fatal blow, while simultaneously clenching her right fist and slamming it hard into the mercenary's ribs!

The punch was swift and precise, striking the mercenary squarely in his ribs, one of the most vulnerable spots on the human body. The mercenary, pale with pain, clutched his ribs and staggered back several steps, coughing violently and doubled over, his eyes filled with disbelief: "You...how do you know my moves? This is a killing technique I learned in the mercenary training camp, how could you possibly know it?"

Liu Xiang ignored him, but rubbed her shoulders and loosened her wrists, a cold smile playing on her lips. She had thought the mercenary's moves were ridiculously powerful, but now that she had learned them herself, she realized they were nothing special. This fighting style emphasized speed, accuracy, ruthlessness, and even lethality—perfect for his current situation.

He charged forward, unleashing a series of fluid and powerful moves. First, a hook punch landed on the mercenary's face, instantly drawing blood from his nose. Next, Liu Xiang delivered a side kick to the mercenary's knee, producing a sharp crack as the mercenary collapsed to his knees in agony, letting out a piercing scream.

Liu Xiang didn't stop, delivering another elbow strike that slammed hard into the mercenary's nape.

At this point, the mercenary could no longer hold on. His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious. His knees were twisted at a particularly bizarre angle, clearly indicating that he had been crippled.

The other short bodyguard, seeing this, turned green with fright and turned to run away. Liu Xiang darted after him, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and with a light flick, threw him to the ground, where he fell face-first into the mud and couldn't get up for a long time.

Wang Bo was completely terrified. He stood frozen in place, the ivory whip falling from his hand. His lips trembled, and his face was ashen. "You...you stay away! My father is Wang Xianfu! If you dare touch me, he will never let you get away with this! He'll make sure you can't stay in Wuxi! He'll make sure you die a horrible death!"