Yan Shuangwen slowly adjusted to the most comfortable position, while Li Sheng and Yan Shuangwu stood quietly on the ground.
The entire arena fell into an eerie silence, everyone staring at the three people on the field with a strange tension. However, no one on the field made a move until someone below couldn't stand it anymore.
He threw a lit cigar, which landed in the center of the stage: "Shit!"
Sparks fell onto the stage along with the ash, and at that moment Yan Shuangwu suddenly looked up, his eyes like those of a vulture, staring intently at the person who had thrown the cigar. Immediately afterward, the sound of the erhu suddenly rang out, full of momentum.
Yan Shuangwen seemed to emanate an invisible, oppressive magnetic field, making the man who threw the cigar feel a chill run down his spine from Yan Shuangwen's gaze.
The moment the erhu music started, everyone in the audience got goosebumps. Shanmu couldn't help but tremble and smoothed his bristling leg hair.
The moment the erhu music started, Li Sheng seized the initiative and rushed towards Yan Shuangwu with a flying kick, attempting to kill him instantly. His speed was so fast that the spectators couldn't even catch a glimpse of it.
Yan Shuangwu quickly dodged the attack by flipping his waist backward 0.1 seconds later, and then swept his leg with great speed.
If you don't have the absolute strength to defeat your opponent with this one blow, this move that makes it difficult to stabilize your lower body is absolutely unusable. The fatal flaw of this move is the other leg.
Li Sheng seemed to have anticipated Yan Shuangwu's move, and immediately followed Yan Shuangwu's attack and fell down, but not to the ground, but on top of Yan Shuangwu.
Then, using the force of Yan Shuangwu's back, he rolled to the side a few times to create distance and quickly stood up.
These few moves were crisp and clean yet very elegant, as if both of them had brought their skills to the limit, without revealing any trace of performance.
But this was not the end, it was just the beginning. Immediately afterwards, Yan Shuangwen's erhu playing became more passionate again, and Yan Shuangwu rushed forward, his fists raining down on Li Sheng's body.
His speed was so fast that it was impossible to keep up, and Li Sheng quickly established his own defensive system, catching every punch from Yan Shuangwu with his own fist.
Even so, he was still forced to retreat under Yan Shuangwu's offensive, all the way to the edge of the stage. Yamaki was so engrossed in watching that he forgot to breathe, feeling just as nervous. It was the first time he had ever seen such a spectacular Chinese martial arts match live, and it was simply too amazing.
The others present didn't understand, but Shanmu knew how monstrous Yan Shuangwu was—she dared to take down a giant tiger all by herself.
Although Li Sheng also killed the tiger, it was under duress, a potential that was unleashed in a forced situation, while Yan Shuangwu simply wanted to provoke him out of boredom.
He clearly remembered that the tiger didn't survive more than ten minutes under Yan Shuangwu's fists. He rode on the tiger's back and punched its head until it was smashed to pieces.
It's baffling how they came to possess such terrifying strength and audacity.
Especially Yan Shuangwu's hands, they were uglier than the hands of a woman who did farm work all year round, let alone a woman's.
However, it was incredibly defensive. Not only its palms, but also the joints of its fingers, all the joints on its body, and the soles of its feet had exceptionally thick calluses. An ordinary person would feel pain if they threw a punch, but this devilish woman completely avoided it.
And that enviable figure, with its prominent chest and buttocks, is made up of pectoral muscles in the front and gluteal muscles in the back, not fat.
Her curvaceous figure exuded not lust, but a steely strength.
Just as Li Sheng had nowhere to retreat and his body was about to fall backward, causing a gasp of surprise, Li Sheng suddenly grabbed Yan Shuangwu's hand and used Yan Shuangwu's body to flip him over and get behind Yan Shuangwu. Now, it was Yan Shuangwu who was about to fall off the stage.
However, Yan Shuangwu was not so easily defeated. Li Sheng quickly launched a sneak attack from behind, but Yan Shuangwu, who had already gained experience from the sneak attacks, quickly countered. He used Li Sheng's own methods against him, grabbing Li Sheng's hand and throwing him to the left and back, so that he landed steadily in the center of the stage.
Li Sheng also ran quickly towards the center of the stage like a cheetah.
His eyes glanced almost imperceptibly at the huge, protruding space above. It was an octagon with glass on all eight sides and a tracking camera at the bottom. However, the octagon was one-way glass, so people inside could see clearly out, but people outside couldn't see in.
He guessed that the real bigwigs were inside, watching him with great interest.
"Your two contestants from the South are quite something; they seem determined to win."
The man with the buzz cut put his hands behind his back and looked down. In response to the other party's sarcastic flattery, he said, "Your few strongmen are just as good as oxen."
Another bald, tattooed, dark-skinned man stepped forward and said, "We're competing in wilderness survival, not fighting. What's the use of being a great fighter? In an environment where water and food are scarce, all that muscle will only be a burden."
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Li Sheng rushed over and quickly attacked Yan Shuangwu's ribs, but Yan Shuangwu dodged the attack extremely quickly, using his upper body to dodge while his lower body continued to look for opportunities to attack with his legs.
The moves were back and forth, with ups and downs. Li Sheng had a great grasp of the rhythm, and he always managed to make a comeback whenever he was about to lose, which was his strength.
This is a good betting opportunity; those spectators below can place their bets immediately on their specially designed mobile phones.
They represent the South, and the one running the betting operation is naturally the boss of Shanmu. He is extremely satisfied with Li Sheng, who is clever and knows how to manipulate gamblers.
Let's see who wins. On the surface, Yan Shuangwu's offensive is more intense, and many people bet on Yan Shuangwu. However, there are also countless people who favor Li Sheng. Although he is mostly on the defensive, he can always defuse the attacks. Moreover, he is a man, so his explosive power is definitely stronger than that of a woman. Part of the reason is that they are men like Li Sheng.
It would be too embarrassing for a man to lose to a woman.
He and Yan Shuangwu were like two beasts for people's amusement, tearing each other apart, it was either you die or I live.
But Yan Shuangwen's piece is nearing its end.
Moreover, they are both human, not beasts, so there won't be a life-or-death struggle between them.
The person inside the octagonal box might think he had everything under control, but all he could say was sorry! It wasn't the first or second time he'd been a bit rebellious.
At this moment, Yan Shuangwu and Li Sheng rushed towards each other at the same time, without avoiding a head-on confrontation. Just when they thought that the final battle would determine the winner, their fists stopped abruptly with the sound of Yan Shuangwen's erhu, and both stopped in front of Tianmen, with only a centimeter difference between them.
draw!
The audience erupted in uproar once again.
None of them won; all the money went into the banker's pocket.
However, after someone started clapping, the whole audience joined in, and the applause was deafening.
Li Sheng accepted the gift, smiled slightly, and winked at Yan Shuangwu to show his satisfaction.
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