After Xiao Lin successfully advanced, Sha Rong and Chen Yang stepped onto the ring.
"You will lose miserably. I won't give you a single chance," Sha Rong said calmly. Although his tone and expression were very calm, like an iceberg, Chen Yang could feel the boiling magma beneath the iceberg.
"Generally speaking, those who make bold statements at the beginning are setting up a flag, and they will eventually lose," Chen Yang said with a smile.
Sha Rong had almost no contact with internet culture and didn't understand what setting a flag meant, but he understood the meaning behind Chen Yang's words.
"Ignorant fool. Do you think you're invincible just because you have a knives-throwing skill? If you were throwing real knives, I might be a little wary, but do you think I'd be afraid of knives used in competitions?" Sha Rong sneered, then drew a wooden sword from behind him.
Although he practices Tai Chi Chuan, he also knows Tai Chi sword, which applies Tai Chi principles to swordsmanship, and he knows it very well.
He had seen Chen Yang's throwing knives before, and he was wary of them; he wasn't as relaxed as he made it sound. He still had to deal with them with all his might; once they got close, Chen Yang's throwing knives would be useless.
Come to think of it, the ring isn't that big, so getting close is too easy.
The moment the battle gong sounded, Sha Rong rushed towards Chen Yang, keeping a close eye on Chen Yang's hand movements.
Throwing knives are most effective when used unexpectedly. Knowing Chen Yang's superb throwing knife skills, he would naturally be extremely vigilant in guarding against Chen Yang's throwing knives.
The moment Chen Yang made a move, his mind became highly focused.
Given the size of the arena, he only needs to dodge one wave of attacks to get close to Chen Yang.
He was very confident in close combat, believing that the world would be his then.
Chen Yang did make a move, but he didn't use a throwing knife.
In reality, he didn't bring any throwing knives at all. Against a master like Sha Rong, who was already prepared for throwing knives, there was no need for him to use them.
So he pounced and delivered a tiger punch.
This startled Sha Rong, who then quickly dodged, narrowly avoiding Chen Yang's fist.
He had initially thought Chen Yang would create distance and use the throwing knife. Unexpectedly, Chen Yang counterattacked, and he almost suffered a serious loss.
"Why not use throwing knives? Are you looking down on me?" Sha Rong asked angrily.
“I practice boxing, throwing knives are just an aid, of course I use my fists,” Chen Yang said matter-of-factly.
His words stunned Sha Rong and the audience members watching the live stream.
Was that incredible throwing knife technique just an auxiliary skill?
In everyone's eyes, the fist technique was just an auxiliary method that Chen Yang used to cover up the throwing knife and make up for the throwing knife's weakness in close combat. Unexpectedly, now the roles have been reversed, and the throwing knife is the auxiliary method?
Sha Rong's face was very unpleasant. He still believed that Chen Yang was trying to fool him, deliberately provoking him in this way to make him lose his temper and gain an opportunity to win.
He put down the wooden sword and raised his fist to attack Chen Yang.
"You practice martial arts, right? Today I'll show you what real martial arts are."
In Chen Yang's understanding, Tai Chi is a defensive and offensive martial art. However, Sha Rong's direct attack surprised him.
Sha Rong swung his hand, paused, and pushed out a palm strike.
Chen Yang also threw a punch, this time with only 30% of his strength, wanting to test just how strong Sha Rong really was.
The moment Chen Yang's hand touched Sha Rong's, he didn't feel any great power, but Sha Rong suddenly trembled and gently pushed with her hand, and a powerful internal force spread through Chen Yang's arm.
Chen Yang took a step back, staring at Sha Rong in shock.
The power that Sha Rong just used was too peculiar. It was extremely domineering, yet it also carried a soft force. It forcefully broke through his power and then rushed towards Chen Yang along with that power.
Chen Yang never expected that Tai Chi could be so domineering.
Sha Rong was even more shocked. His unexpected palm strike was almost at full power, which was a good performance for him. Chen Yang's overconfidence in attacking him was exactly what he wanted, but the result was not what he expected.
Chen Yang's arm should be completely ruined by now, and if he doesn't receive timely treatment, it could even leave lasting problems. But looking at Chen Yang, he doesn't seem to be in any danger at all.
"This kid can't possibly have mastered the Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Shield techniques, can he?" Sha Rong muttered.
But he knew it was impossible.
External martial arts differ from techniques like fist and swordplay. They require a significant time investment and constant self-discipline through various methods to develop a powerful physique.
Even Xiao Lin, a martial arts prodigy, did not practice external martial arts; he only practiced techniques.
Sha Rong couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have that much time to think about it.
Chen Yang's fist came down again, and this time, Chen Yang was smarter. He circled around Sha Rong's side like a monkey and suddenly threw a sneaky punch.
Sha Rong pushed Chen Yang's hand aside, causing all her strength to fall into empty air. Then, she shook her body, preparing to shake Chen Yang back.
Before he could even react, Chen Yang took a step back and then threw another punch.
This time, however, it was the sand fig's power that landed in vain.
Chen Yang's reaction speed was too fast, and he could observe Sha Rong's subtle movements and even muscle contractions in the first instant, so as to judge Sha Rong's next move.
The two were pressed close together, exchanging pushes and pulls, much like people passing around red envelopes during Chinese New Year. It was a push-and-pull game, one pushing the other.
Those in the audience who could understand the text couldn't see it clearly due to the limited view, while those who couldn't understand it simply pretended to.
The veteran judges were the ones who truly understood the situation; they recognized the intensity of the battle between the two.
In weaponry, the shorter the weapon, the more dangerous it is. The same applies to close combat. The closer you are, the greater the risk. If two people are almost completely wrapped up, the situation may become somewhat uncontrollable.
However, they could still see that Chen Yang was at a disadvantage. Although it wasn't very obvious, he was indeed being suppressed by Sha Rong. The reason he was able to hold on was because Chen Yang's physique seemed to be very strong. What would cause a powerful attack to others, he could directly block.
Chen Yang used every applicable technique in Xingyi Quan, whether for offense or defense.
The battle was even more intense than yesterday's, and he frantically experimented with some of his ideas during the fight. He used Xingyi Quan with incredible wildness, looking like a wild beast, occasionally even making movements with all four legs on the ground.
The more Sha Rong fought, the more frightened and awkward he became.
What was astonishing was that Chen Yang was able to withstand so many of his attacks and still have room to counterattack. Although he was constantly being suppressed, he just couldn't win. It seemed like he could win if he just tried harder, but he always fell short by just a little bit.
This is also the source of Sha Rong's awkwardness. Chen Yang always makes some unexpected moves during the battle, and the number of these moves is increasing with each one, as if he is experimenting on Sha Rong.
Sha Rong didn't believe that anyone in the world could use him as a test subject, not even the judges on the panel.
Therefore, he worked even harder, hoping that with a little more effort, he could definitely defeat Chen Yang.
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