Chapter 265 - The Brilliance of That Punch (2/2)
Clenching his teeth, Kyokushin Genichi swiftly switched his legs as he charged forth like a warhorse. Immediately, the cold air pressing down on his back reduced by one third. However, a sharp crack rang out when just the wind from Yang Lie’s palm hit Kyokushin Genichi’s clothes.
Although Yang Lie’s Azure Dragon Breathing Cloud failed to land on Kyokushin Genichi, Yang Lie didn’t rush to pursue. Rather he stood where he was, quietly watching Kyokushin Genchi, who had finally stopped after having created a distance of twenty meters.
Having watched the attack and defense of both sides in such a short period of time, the audience no longer felt bored. Kyokushin Genichi’s performance was by far beyond everyone’s expectations.
The commentator, even more so, shouted in surprise, “Marvelous, truly marvelous! Surprisingly, Kyokushin Genichi wasn’t defeated as everyone had expected in this short exchange. Yang Lie’s calmness and indifference have shown us what an expert is. It seems this match is worth to watch.”
Beads of cold sweat had already appeared on Kyokushin Genichi’s forehead. From the beginning till now, Little Dragon King – Yang Lie had suppressed his strength to four-star peak, which was also the current level of Kyokushin Genichi.
What seemed fierce in other’s eyes simply didn’t require Yang Lie to use his true strength.
He’s not taking me seriously? A feeling of frustration rose in Kyokushin Genichi’s heart. Is there even a small possibility to make the opposite party take me seriously?
Yang Lie advanced forward like he was walking in his own courtyard. When he was within a ten-meter radius of Kyokushin Genichi, he stopped and said, “I heard that you are Qin Fen’s disciple! I am a little curious about him. How strong is the martial strength of this recruit that he actually has the time to take on a disciple when he is rapidly improving? I am giving you one last chance to attack. You can boost your strength and technique with ease, I hope you can give me some pleasant surprise.”
Yang Lie’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was loud enough to be transmitted into the loudspeakers through the microphones installed in the surrounding.
Qin Fen? Tens of thousands of spectators curiously turned their gazes towards the seats of East Asian recruits, hoping to see what was so special about this young man that he drew the attention of Yang Lie.
Looking silently at Yang Lie, the feeling of frustration rose in Kyokushin Genichi’s heart once more. Finally, a faint wry smile appeared on his lips. “So, the reason why I could survive until now wasn’t because of my strength, but because I was Qin Fen’s apprentice. Do I really not have the qualifications to make others face me squarely?”
Kyokushin Genichi closed his eyes slowly as he circulated the true energy in his body. The scenes of him practicing martial arts quickly flashed past his mind.
The joy of becoming the official disciple of neo karate. The pride of passing with full marks. The happiness from defeating his juniors and seniors. The sense of loss when he was assigned to the recruit camp by his teacher. The humiliation when he could not even take a punch from an American recruit, as well as the cruel truth of new karate.
Joy, pride, happiness, loss, humiliation, heartache…
One after another, various emotions gathered together as Qin Fen’s figure began to appear in his mind. From blurriness to clarity, that overbearing punch from that day finally settled in his mind.
“Fight the battle as I want… fight the battle as I want…” Kyokushin Genichi muttered to himself with his eyes closed, “Just a moment ago, I still didn’t know what kind of battle exactly I want. But now I know. My request is not that high. I only want to punch, just once, like my teacher, that would be enough.”
Yang Jie’s calm face slightly moved. The four-star martial artist before him had a faint aggressive aura like that of a wild animal. Those drooping arm muscles of his were slightly twitching as if they were about to break out of the skin anytime.
Suddenly, Kyokushin Genichi fiercely opened his eyes as a crack appeared on the reinforced concrete floor under his feet. His figure suddenly skimmed five meters. As the soles of his feet came in contact with the ground, they made cracking sounds before the reinforced concrete floor cracked into several pieces once more. Once more, his figure skimmed another five meters. Under the high-speed movement of his body, his uniform flapped against the strong wind.
Following these two advances, the thumping sounds made by his two steps were amplified through the microphone by the loudspeakers, making them sound like the drumming of battle drums on an ancient battlefield.
The expression on that calm and poised face of Yang Lie quickly changed. How can a four-star martial artist raise his aura of power to such a level? This punch had not been fired yet, but the power gathered in this punch has already surpassed the peak of four-star. Even many five-star martial artists can’t do this.
Come out! My dream punch! I am risking everything on this punch! After this punch, this arm of mine will be disabled for life, please come out!
The true energy that had been pushed to the peak rushed into his arm like the Yangtze River. His muscles swelled in the blink of an eye, bursting forth with a muffled bang! Kyokushin Genichi’s left and right leg simultaneously shook the ground. At the same time, his left arm moved to the front of his abdomen while his right arm punched vertically from bottom to top through the inside of his left arm. Then, he flexed his elbow tip on his left fist eye, Soaring Cannon!*
With strength gathered to its peak, the punch gave rise to howling winds. Yang Lie’s uniform loudly flapped against the wind, giving off the feeling that the wind would blow him into the sky.
The punch had yet to land but the wind from the punch was already making Yang Lie’s face ache.
In the face of this fearsome blow, a slight happy expression appeared on Yang Lie’s face. His figure slightly quaked as he hurled his arm like a Dragon flinging its tail. Immediately after, the back of his fist ruthlessly slammed into Kyokushin Genichi’s Soaring Cannon!
As the Azure Dragon Flinging its Tail from the Azure Dragon Fist crashed into the Soaring Cannon, a muffled crack like a wooden stick whipping a quilt resounded.
Before the recoil from the collision between their respective muscles and bones could push their arm away, a red mist burst forth in the air, followed by the sounds of something hard shattering, rang continuously.
Kyokushin Genichi’s fist was dyed in red instantly. Even his entire sleeve was soaked in blood. His body was driven back under the recoil transmitted from his right arm. His figure only stabilized after he had back stepped twenty-eight times. Blood on his arm kept on dripping down his palm, while his arm muscles twitched involuntarily again and again.
Kyokushin Genichi’s rosy lips turned pale. His face and cheeks were covered in beads of sweat. His eyes kept on staring at Yang Lie while his chest heaved up and down continuously.
Did it, I did it! Kyokushin Genichi turned his gaze at Qin Fen as a sliver of a happy smile appeared on his pale lips.
Although he had been completely defeated after a single punch to a point where he could barely remain standing, he had indeed fired a punch that had surpassed the peak of that dream punch.
Three commentators who had seen many large scale battles were also staring blankly at Kyokushin Genichi. For a moment, they had forgotten their own jobs.
Yang Lie gently moved his five fingers to relieve the numbness in his palm.
How long has it been? Yang Lie thought really hard. It’s been too long since someone’s made my palm numb.
Qin Fen slowly raised his arm as he gently raised his thumb. His eyes filled with a smile of relief. If Kyokushin Genichi had not put everything on the line in that punch just now, he could only be an average martial artist in this life regardless of how that punch of his had turned out.
That punch had opened up his way of martial arts.
Kyokushin Genichi slowly raised his left hand as he said in a low voice, “I… admit defeat.”
The corners of Yang Lie’s lips lifted into a smile that also carried a slight appreciation.
Admit defeat! This was not an easy thing to do. Even though there were many people who had clearly given up in their mind, they would never say these two words, admit defeat!
Yang Lie had always looked down upon these kinds of people.
Trying to preserve their own face and having an unyielding heart were two completely different concepts.
Those who could advance and retreat usually had an unyielding heart.
The electronically synthesized voice echoed over the stadium, “The American recruit number one wins, East Asian recruit number two lost. Number one advances to the next round.”
While many among the audience had yet to recover from the shock of that last punch, Yang Lie had already arrived before Kyokushin Genichi. “Kyokushin Genichi, is it? Take care of your injuries, I am looking forward to the next match with you.”
Kyokushin Genichi’s pale lips cracked a smile. After having wagered everything in this match, his name had finally been remembered by his opponent. Immediately after, his body shook as he collapsed on the ground.
With all the tension released, how would Kyokushin Genichi have the strength to remain standing?
Doctors immediately rushed to the scene and put Kyokushin Genichi on a stretcher. At this moment, applauses came from the audience.
“Number two! Very good!”
“Number two! Get well soon!”
“Number two! You just had a stroke of bad luck, you are still very strong!”
Lying on the stretcher and listening to the encouragement coming from the grandstands, two lines of tears broke out from Kyokushin Genichi’s eyes.
“The result isn’t important, the important thing is the process.” Looking at the sky, Kyokushin Genichi mumbled to himself with a happy smile on his lips. “Teacher, I am beginning to understand, I have obtained a process.”
Yang Lie went down the stage and quietly sat on his seat. Recalling Kyokushin Genichi’s final burst with the Soaring Cannon, he could not help but wonder, If the apprentice is like this, how good is the teacher?
“Number thirty-two, please enter the stage.”
The synthesized voice slowly echoed in the stadium. Qin Fen slowly rose from his seat. At this moment, the gazes of all the audience were focused on him.