Chapter 285 - Personal Glory Vs Team Glory (1/2)
Suddenly, several fan groups turned quiet, looking at the participant they were supporting with worry. Who the champion would be had become even more confusing with the sudden appearance of another seven-star martial artist who had the strength to win the championship.
Xue Tian, sitting down next to Qin Fen and placing the katana on his lap, crossed his arms around his chest and enjoyed the surprise of everyone.
Next, a new set of names quickly flashed on the huge projection screen, Du Peng vs Mark.
The stands that had just sunk into silence turned noisier than before in the blink of an eye.
Those who had watched the previous matches still remembered the time when Du Peng and Mark Zeus had won. Both of them had knocked their opponents unconscious with just a single move. Obviously, they were hiding a major part of their strength.
Next, a small commotion also broke out among the groups of recruits from various continents. This was one of the highlighted matches of today’s martial arts tournament. Who would have thought that it would be their turn to fight in just the second match!
Many people turned their curious gaze to the American recruit camp and saw Zeus’ eyes, that had been slightly closed since he was seated suddenly open. Blue sparks lightly pulsated in his eyes as his robust figure slowly left his seat.
Zeus raised his head and looked at the dazzling sun, revealing that fierce bear-like face as well as his shiny bald head.
He took off his military uniform, baring his upper body and revealing his strong as iron muscles. From the side, his body looked like a solid wall. For a moment, no one was able to tell whether that blue lightning bolt tattoo was flickering due to the electric power from the Azure Electric Drive or if the tattoo artist’s skill was just superb to the point that it gave off some kind of illusion.
“Oh! Mark Zeus stood up!” The commentator shouted excitedly for the first time. “The recruit tournament had always been ruled by America. But in this tournament, they have repeatedly suffered defeat. Rumor has it that even their mobile armor squad and aerial combat team had already withdrawn from the competition. It seems that they have been hit hard. I heard that he is determined to win the title of Recruit King of the Martial Combat.”
“I have also heard some rumors. It seems that the withdrawal of the American mobile armor squad and aerial combat team is somewhat related to the East Asian recruit team. If that’s the case, then, isn’t this the case of enemies who are likely to meet each other? But I am afraid that this East Asian Recruit is going to lose this time.”
“Oh! The East Asian recruit also stood up!”
Du Peng, with his both hands resting on the armrest, stood up slowly. His ribs slightly expanded as the calm look in his eyes turned sharp in the blink of an eye.
Over these two days, he hadn’t spoken a single word. He had always been meditating in his room, maintaining his aura and body at peak state in order to fight Mark Zeus, one of the three strongest recruits of America.
“Du Peng.”
Hearing a soft call, Du Peng turned around, looking at the standing Xing Wuyi, the guy with whom he seldom had a conversation with these days, the guy who used to be vicious and trampled on his dignity as he wished.
As their gazes meet, their complicated gazes entangled with each other. The past resentment and hatred were melted by the affectionate gaze at this moment.
Du Peng felt a burning feeling gush out from his chest. Looking at the tall and handsome Xing Wuyi, he suddenly had an illusion that the man standing before his eyes wasn’t Xing Wuyi but… but… Du Zhanpeng!
Xing Wuyi took a long, deep breath as he squeezed out a smile on his lips. It was Du Zhanpeng’s signature smile. At this moment, Xing Wuyi’s voice also turned slightly deep and concerned. “Give your best.”
Du Peng’s eyes turned slightly feverish as he nodded and said, “I know, brother.”
As Du Peng addressed Xing Wuyi as ‘brother’, both turned silent.
Xing Wuyi nodded slowly and sat back down on his seat. Looking at the back of Du Peng as he made his way to the arena, Xing Wuyi murmured to himself, “The little kid grew up! The back that used to be so tender is now filled with manliness.”
“Mark!”
Hearing a loud and clear shout, Mark turned his head, looking at the source of the sound. Little Dragon King, Yang Lie pointed at the corner of the huge projection screen and said, “Do you see that chart? Although I don’t like you, I hope that the name of semi-finalist with me is yours and not someone else’s!”
“Ha!” The grave look on Mark’s face turned into a big smile as he answered in a gruff voice, “Little Dragon King, I too don’t like you, but I would still like to thank you.”
All the American participants stood up at the same time as they walked up to Mark’s side and stretched their hands out, putting their hands over each other’s.
Brooks, most of whose face was hidden by the military cap and had sleepy eyes, spoke in a calm manner, “Although this is very old-fashioned, we have still decided to use it.”
Mark’s eyes immediately bloomed with gratification. His body slightly trembled and a bit of heroism appeared in his aura as he placed his large hands over everyone’s.
“Americaaaa!”
Hands placed over each other’s swayed up and down as everyone cried at the top of their voices. Their cries that were filled with battle intent soar into the sky.
“V! V-I-C! V-I-C-T-O-R-Y!”
Pushing the palm down with great force, Mark turned around and walked to the arena in large strides, without turning back.
In the large arena, the two people, who should have looked smaller suddenly turned taller in the eyes of the audience. Many people even gave up on watching the screen and instead took out their binoculars to watch the most live version of the showdown.
The American and East Asian recruits had their eyes glued to the field. This match was undoubtedly today’s main event. None dared to say that he would take down his opponent with a hundred percent guarantee.
“I heard that Du Zhanpeng was very strong and had the title of top recruit of East Asia.” Taking advantage of his physique, Zeus looked at Du Peng from above. “I always wanted to have a match with him, but unfortunately, he is dead! I heard that you are his brother!?”
“Mhmm.” Du Peng’s eyes flickered with pride. The obscurity he had to face as the young brother of Du Zhanpeng had now turned into his glory.
“So, I hope you won’t let me down.” Zeus’s shoulders shook slightly as visible blue arcs suddenly burst out from the lightning bolt tattoo on his shoulder with crackling sounds.
Azure Electric Drive! If one can produce crackling sounds from electricity, then, such a realm in lightning was equivalent to the Sonic Boom Realm in the paleo martial arts!
For a moment, the commentators were staring blankly at Zeus standing on the stage. Much to their surprise, this young neo martial artist burst forth with the strength of seven-star once he made his move and had also reached such a realm in lightning at that! Theoretically, he was much stronger than the previous two seven-star martial artists! That was a realm with a new understanding of martial dao!
“Disappoint you!? You will absolutely not be disappointed!” Du Peng raised his chin slightly as he slowly clenched his hands into fists. “My brother’s blood is flowing in me, I will naturally guard his glory! Come! I will let you see the strength of the top recruit of East Asia!”
The moment he finished talking, Du Peng took the lead and made his move!
Suddenly, the strength of the seven-star level broke out from Du Peng. And owing to the microphones in the surrounding, his movement sounded even louder. From just a stamp of his foot, the debris from the surface of the reinforced concrete swished through the air like bullets fired from a gun. His footsteps sounded like thousands of troops advancing on an ancient battlefield on their horses.
Once Du Peng made his attack, his fierce aura overwhelmed Zeus’s momentum. When he spread his arms open, it was like he was holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. He gave an impression of a horse galloping and charging on a battlefield. When he flipped his palms, they gave rise to gusts of strong winds, like he was really possessed by a great general of a battlefield! No! Perhaps it should be said that he was like the Hegemon-King of Western Chu who was still laughing while beheading enemy generals and capturing their flags even when besieged by all sides.
Although the audience and the recruits weren’t personally standing on the martial arena, when Du Peng shook his shoulders and employed the Seven Stars of Immortal Thunder Art, everyone felt like they were on an ancient battlefield.
A saber taking on the top-level General among the tens of thousands of soldiers!
This was the momentum of the firm and fierce side of Seven Stars of Immortal Thunder Art. This move was even more overbearing than that strongest punch of Kyokushin Genichi. I will behead all my enemies, there is no one noble other than me!
The fight had just begun, yet Du Peng displayed an extraordinary strength. There was a distance of tens of meters between the two. But Du Peng, with a shake of his shoulder and a step on the ground, creating a series of sways, arrived before Zeus in the blink of an eye and chopped with one hand from behind abruptly. A hurricane from his palm strike covered the entire space between the two as his palm chopped towards Zeus.
Seven Stars of Immortal Thunder Cleaving Calvary!