America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

Wade has a clear understanding of the vital parts of the human body, and if the rules of the game didn't prohibit killing, he could have really killed with a single blow.

Wade raised his hands and clamped Ed's fists between them. Then he jumped up and clamped Ed's head between his legs. Using his body weight and the strength of his back, Wade threw the boxer Ed to the ground.

Ed, who had fallen to the ground, was pinned down by Wade, who then landed several more punches on Ed's head, but Ed did not pass out.

Ed struggled to his feet, and Wade opted for a headbutt, their heads colliding violently, knocking Ed unconscious.

Wade stood up; he felt a little dizzy.

The referee counted down the seconds, and Wade ultimately won the first round of the championship fight, eliminating boxer Ed.

“He used my moves,” Natasha said to John Wick.

“I know this trick too,” Yelena said, looking up at Natasha.

"Did you fight like this at home before?" John asked Natasha.

"Who and who? Me and my sister?" Yelena asked.

“It’s your sister and your sister’s ex-husband,” John said to Yelena.

Chapter 240 Body steaming

"I never expected to see you here, Blake."

"I didn't expect that either. Good afternoon, John."

"The hot dogs here are really good, would you like one?"

Chief Black was wearing a red turtleneck sweater, clearly worried about hot dog sauce dripping onto it. Instead of his signature black trench coat, he blended into the crowd like an ordinary passerby.

“I’m not hungry,” John Wick told Chief Black.

“A friend?” Natasha sized up the unremarkable-looking, bald-headed white-haired Chief Black and made a mental note of him.

Yelena, who was next to Natasha, also remembered Director Black.

John Wick didn't have many friends.

“My friend is in the competition,” John told Blake.

“Me too, you know Johnny? The Brooklyn champion,” Blake said to John.

It was Steve's and wrestler Alex's turn to enter the ring. Blake looked at the ring and finished his hot dog in two bites.

Steve was wearing only a thin white vest, while his wrestler opponent Alex was shirtless. In the late autumn of New York, the two of them looked as if they were in summer.

"They're steaming!" Little Lisa exclaimed in surprise as she looked at Steve and Alex in the ring.

"Will it be a closely contested battle?" Peter asked Li Qun.

“I feel Steve has a better chance of winning; he might be more resilient,” Li Qun said to Peter.

When Steve and wrestler Alex stood together, Steve was actually a little shorter than Alex, and Alex's shoulders were also wider.

Judging from his physical data, Alex truly lives up to his reputation as a former professional wrestler; his physical attributes are top-notch in terms of wrestling ability.

"here we go!!"

Steve and Alex probed each other, both hunching over and lowering their center of gravity, lightly punching and kicking their opponent.

“See? This is what the audience wants to see,” Li Qun said to Peter.

“Playing a match like that would be very damaging to their bodies; the prize money might not even cover their medical expenses,” Peter said.

Alex kicked Steve squarely in the stomach, which Steve blocked with his hands. After Alex pulled his leg back, Steve seized the opportunity to counterattack, slamming his shoulder into Alex's chest.

Peter watched the fight intently; Steve and Alex's movements slowed down, as if time were flowing at 0.25 times the normal speed.

Alex grabbed Steve's arm, but Steve forcefully broke free and struck Alex in the side.

The audience gasped, and some roared, making noise to disrupt Steve as he went into attack mode.

External factors can severely disrupt the atmosphere of a match. If the audience is unruly, the fighters on the ring may even be attacked by objects thrown by spectators.

Steve and Alex behaved normally, their eyes only on each other, thinking only of how to defeat one another.

Steve and Alex collided violently, shoulder to shoulder, hand to hand, in a pure contest of strength.

“I’m delighted to have an opponent like you!!” Alex said to Steve.

“Me too!” Steve exclaimed excitedly.

Sweat vaporized from their bodies, and their engorged muscles were a deep red.

"But I'm still the better one!!"

Alex's fighting skills were superior to Steve's, and he was also more experienced. In the contest of strength, Alex turned it into a wrestling match.

Steve, being lighter, was lifted up by Alex, and together they slammed heavily onto the ring, causing every spectator to clearly feel the building shake.

"Wow!!" the audience exclaimed.

Steve and Alex quickly got up at the same time. Steve was halfway up when Alex grabbed him again. Alex used his skillful wrestling to stick close to Steve, and the two of them fell onto the ring again, causing the building to shake once more.

Wade was terrified by Alex's moves. He felt that if he were to face Alex, this wrestling powerhouse would break his neck.

Steve lay on the ring, his eyes somewhat unfocused, but he instinctively got up.

Alex regained his footing earlier than Steve, panting heavily; those few moves had taken a toll on his strength.

"It's almost over," Li Qun said.

"Yes." Peter nodded; he felt it too.

Alex displayed astonishing mobility that seemed completely out of character for his size, launching his final slam into Steve.

As Steve watched Alex lunge at him, a feeling deep within his mind awakened.

Steve jumped up and twirled in mid-air like a gymnast.

To Alex's disbelief, Steve launched a flying kick from mid-air, striking Alex squarely in the shoulder.

Steve fell to the ground, while Alex, who had been kicked, flew into the audience, the huge impact knocking down more than a dozen spectators in that area.

"My God!!"

"Who could have imagined this!"

"How high did Johnny the Wanderer jump just now?"

"He's three or four times his height!"

Some viewers were so shocked they were speechless.

"Alex is incapacitated. The winner is Johnny the Wanderer!!" the referee shouted.

The audience began to leave their seats, and the crowd surged.

John Wick turned to look in Chief Black's direction, where Chief Black was eating again, holding a box of onion rings.

John pushed his way through the crowd and walked over to Blake.

“Johnny, is he the person you’re looking to recruit?” John Wick asked in a low voice.

“No.” Director Blake shook his head.

"Why would you think that?" Blake laughed, thinking John was overthinking things.

“You’re the director, you have a lot to do every day, your time is very valuable,” John Wick said.

“But it’s still Thanksgiving holiday, and I’m enjoying my vacation,” Director Blake said in a very relaxed manner.

“If I really wanted to recruit more exceptional talent, I would prefer to recruit your female friend,” Director Blake said, glancing towards Natasha’s location.

"she?"

“But that’s unlikely. She’s not like you. You’re a free man.” Chief Black dipped an onion ring in tartar sauce and took a big bite.

“What about her ex-husband? You should know Blake, right?” John asked.

“Of course I know him, and I even followed him for a while,” Director Blake said.

“How about giving Wade a job?” John said.

Chief Black shook his head while eating an onion ring.

“Wade Wilson, unlike you, he hasn’t received professional training. I have to train his job skills like I’m training a new person. But why don’t I just train a new person directly?”

Chapter 241 Be Careful to Conceal Your Identity

"Flying kicks are really useful, aren't they?"

Li Qun nudged Peter beside him, who was engrossed in Steve's flying kick.

“We need to go check on Alex.” Peter snapped out of his reverie; he was very concerned about the wrestler Alex’s injury.

"A fracture is certain."

“Steve kicked Alex in the shoulder; he’ll have to rest that arm,” Li Qun said.

With the event sponsor, Mr. Wilson Fisk, present, wrestler Alex's injury didn't require much concern from the two spectators, Peter and Li Qun. A professional medical team was meticulously caring for Alex, and he would soon be admitted to one of New York's best private hospitals for comprehensive treatment.

Tomorrow, "Red Spider" will face off against "Wanderer Johnny" in the final championship battle.

"Let the two championship contenders come forward and say a few words to us!!"

Wade nervously walked onto the ring, where he and Steve stood on either side, flanking the announcer.

"Who wants to go first?" The host looked around and decided to hand the microphone to the mysterious "Red Spider".

"..." Wade looked at the microphone the host was holding to his mouth, his mind was flooded with thoughts like a volcanic eruption, but not a single word could come out.

"A beautiful flying kick." Wade turned to look at Steve.

"Thank you." Steve lowered his head slightly, feeling upset about injuring Alex.

"Wow! How harmonious! Shouldn't we say something harsh?" the host asked.

"We let our abilities speak for themselves; only those who lack talent talk nonsense," Wade said, looking at the host.

"it is good!!"

Wade jumped off the ring; he was ready to leave. Staying any longer would only mean being harassed.