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Chapter 872: Seeking Progress and Self-Reliance
Chapter 872: Seeking Progress and Self-Reliance
The Domain Token conveyed news to Chen Chuan about Lu Fang, his senior classmate. After a month of adjustments, Lu Fang had reached his peak state and was preparing to fight someone the next day.
His opponent was a disciple from the Tian Shu Gang Boxing Hall, who also sought a worthy adversary to achieve a breakthrough. The two had connected through the Edge Channel and found each other. This time, the Edge Channel would provide them with a venue and protection, broadcasting their battle for all to see.
After learning this, Chen Chuan retrieved information about the Tian Shu Gang member.
The person's name was Yong Dahu, from the Tian Shu Gang Boxing Hall. Notably, he came from a well-off family and self-funded his martial arts training at the boxing hall, so he wasn't deeply connected to the Tian Shu Gang. For this bout, he would follow the rules and only bring two people to the scene.
With no issues regarding the participant, they awaited tomorrow's match.
This bout was for reaching a higher level, and both sides would give it their all. The loser might even lose their life, so Chen Chuan planned to pay close attention.
He closed the Domain Token and spoke to Nian Qian, "Tomorrow morning at ten, one of my seniors from the Wuyi Academy is having a match. Both are seeking a breakthrough to a higher level, so this bout will likely be all-out. Brother, if you're interested, we can watch together."
Nian Qian was indeed interested. He said, "Your senior classmate? Then I'll take a look. There are few Wuyi Academy graduates in our unit. Compared to the military, they prefer government departments and various companies."
Chen Chuan explained, "On the one hand, they don't have to go to the battlefield. On the other hand, it's likely due to their sponsors. They were already assigned positions before graduating from the academy, leaving them with little choice. Only a rare few can rely on their own abilities."
Nian Qian nodded, understanding that his cousin had gone through a similar path. In this era, it was genuinely challenging to rise to prominence. He considered himself fortunate to have found a path upward, and he was grateful to his parents and Elder Uncle Han Kuang.
After a brief chat, Chen Chuan headed to the training ground.
Nian Qian watched his cousin's departing figure and thought to himself that his cousin had very little free time, dedicating all his efforts to cultivation. Perhaps, as his cousin had said, for him, the very act of martial arts brought joy.
Feeling sentimental, Nian Qian also returned to his room. In the Central City, searching for information was incredibly convenient. New technologies and implants emerged one after another, and as a military commander, he couldn't ignore these advancements. Who knew when such things might be used against his opponents? Being informed would prevent him from being caught off guard. He decided to use this time to enrich himself.
At 9:30 a.m., on the rooftop of a building in Hong Sheng District, Lu Fang arrived at the venue arranged by the Edge Channel.
His opponent had also arrived—a robust man half a head taller than Lu Fang. He wore a stretchy vest, revealing his well-defined, muscular physique.
After a brief warm-up, they stepped onto the designated area, while the others, including Lu Fang's two classmates and the gang members responsible for clearing the venue, moved back.
This battle required no referees or protective gear. Any standard martial arts techniques were fair game.
Underhanded tactics were unnecessary. They sought life-changing breakthroughs, not mere victories. Such methods might deceive others but not themselves.
The Edge Channel, involved in this bout, provided a professional commentator. The commentator spoke rapidly and clearly, highlighting the critical moments. Even those without martial arts knowledge could sense the excitement from the commentator's rich emotions and tone, feeling the brilliance in each move.
The two combatants engaged for over three minutes, separating three times during the bout. Each time they retreated, they reassessed their opponent, and it was evident that neither side was taking it easy.
However, after separating once again, both sides hesitated before advancing.
Nian Qian said, "Cousin, this is..."
Chen Chuan said, "They should have known each other's techniques and specialties beforehand, so they must have formulated strategies before the fight. But with their similar strengths, they have neutralized each other's tactics. Strictly speaking, the previous bout was merely a test, and from now on, they'll rely entirely on their in-combat reflexes. The slightest mistake could be fatal, so they'll be extremely cautious."
Nian Qian said, "Cousin, can your classmate win?"
Chen Chuan said, "It's hard to say until the end."
Nian Qian joked, "Can't you tell, as a great fighter?"
"The uncertainty in fighting is immense. Even a tiny external factor or a momentary distraction could cause a delayed attack or a flawed move. It depends on them. Unless I can influence them directly, I can't predict the outcome either. I can only tell who has a slightly better chance of winning."
Nian Qian nodded. It's like a battle; you can never consider all factors. Even if it seems like you're winning, a small mistake in command could lead to defeat.
The standoff in the arena finally ended. Almost simultaneously, both charged forward, their attacks were incredibly fast. In the midst of the electric-like exchange, the sound of their colliding bodies echoed with a booming noise. The commentator's voice momentarily rose in excitement.
In a short span, the two constantly moved and exchanged over a dozen attacks and defenses. Lu Fang seemed to have an untimely adjustment, revealing an opening. Yong Dahuhu seized the opportunity, shouting as he punched his shoulder and chest! Even through the screen, the sound of cracking bones could be heard, causing gasps from the spectators.
Behind them, Guo Xuelang and Yu Xuelang's expressions changed.
But almost at the same moment, Lu Fang seemed unaffected. He stabbed with four fingers like knives, aiming at Yong Dahuhu's throat, and stopped just before exerting full force. However, Yong Dahuhu kicked back, sending Lu Fang flying. He rolled several times, nearly falling to the floor below. When he propped himself up with his elbow, his face turned pale, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
In a 1-6-1-9-1-book-1-see-1-wrong version!
Yong Dahuhu paused for a moment, then spoke with a complex expression, "Lu brother, you won."
His great horizontal fist was excellent for defense, leaving almost no weaknesses. But without the proper inheritance of the Sky Forgiveness Fist, his power leaked during attacks, making it difficult to maintain defense. Lu Fang noticed this and chose to exchange injuries. If he hadn't pulled back from the previous strike, he could have pierced Yong Dahuhu's throat, killing him instantly.
But Lu Fang held back, which was the hardest part, especially since he still had fighting ability. He could have easily taken advantage and punched Lu Fang to death, ensuring his victory.
But you can't deceive others, nor yourself.
The key here was Lu Fang's trust in himself, believing that once he realized this, he would hold back, which indeed happened. So, the final kick wasn't as heavy, leaving him both disappointed and impressed, with a touch of gratitude for the trust.
Lu Fang hugged him and said solemnly, "Lu brother, after you recover, I'll treat you to a meal. Don't refuse; it's settled!"
Lu Fang nodded, "Okay, it's settled."
"Great! I'll take my leave now. Lu brother, heal well, and let me know if you need anything. Don't be polite!" Yong Dahuhu returned, picked up his clothes from the ground, and left without hesitation.
At this moment, Yu Xuelang and Guo Xuelang hurried to support Lu Fang. After a quick check, they breathed a sigh of relief. Although severely injured, with nearly all his ribs broken and his shoulder bone cracked, he was still alive.
Yu Xuelang said, "Junior, your injuries are worse than the loser's."
Guo Xuelang said sternly, "Didn't you consider that if others didn't hold back, you'd be dead?"
Lu Fang forced a smile and said confidently, "No, a person's fist doesn't lie. I knew Yong Dahuhu would hold back."
"Sigh, it's up to you." Guo Xuelang put his arm around Lu Fang, and they walked away together. Seeing the excitement was over, the crowd dispersed.
The three reached the ground floor and walked about a dozen steps before Lu Fang suddenly sensed something. His heart started pounding, and a warm current surged from his chest, flowing throughout his body. Moments later, cracking sounds came from his body as the broken bones began to realign and heal.
Guo Xuelang and Yu Xuelang noticed the anomaly and exclaimed, "Junior..."
Lu Fang withdrew his hands from them and stood upright. He took a deep breath, then looked at them and said, "Senior brothers, I've broken through."
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(End of Chapter)
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