Chapter 86 - The Reason To Win (2)

Chapter 86 - The Reason To Win (2)

After a few seconds of silence, the stadium erupted into deafening cheers.
As for Bahuang Yao, she completely suppressed the pain in her body and looked at Zhao Mucha. "Again."
Female examiner: "The difference in strength is too big. Are you sure you want to continue?"
"I'm sure."
"Then... The competition will continue."
After saying that, the female examiner stepped back.
Zhao Mucha took a deep look at Bahuang Yao and returned to his boxing stance. "You're just committing suicide. What's the point?"
"..."
Bahuang Yao took a deep breath, bent down, and took off her shoes, revealing her feet that were full of calluses and scars.
"Thousands of days and nights."
"A million hits and training."
"No care, no family love, no warmth..."
"In a world with nothing, the only reason I can survive until today is for this College Entrance Exam."
"Just to prove to that person..."
Bhang Yao raised her head and made a strange martial arts pose. Her eyes were faintly glowing with a blood-red light. "I'm not worse than my brother."
"Is this the reason you said you must win?"
"Yes."
Zhao Mucha's forehead twitched slightly. "You are really ridiculous. Just for such a pretentious reason?"
"..." Bahuang Yao fell silent.
"Do you know the reason why I must win? It is much greater than you."
"...What are you doing it for?"
"I am doing it for the prize money." Zhao Mucha once again circulated the inner strength in his body. He lowered his body and prepared himself. "The top eight will receive 200,000 yuan from the government."
Below the stage, Chen Yu: "..."
Bang!
After gathering his strength, Zhao Mucha charged again!
Bang!
Bahuang Yao also endured the pain of having her ribs fractured, and clashed fiercely with him!
Dong!
Kacha.
The intertwining force was as sharp as a gust of wind. With a crisp sound, Bahuang Yao's right arm that was punching out instantly drooped down.
However, her eyes were ferocious, as if she had completely blocked out the pain. With the help of the rebounding force, she directly used an upside-down golden hook.
Pa!
Her heel ruthlessly kicked the side of Zhao Mucha's face.
The force was so fierce that even half of his ear was torn off.
Fresh blood gushed out like a fountain.
"Ah!"
Zhao Mucha screamed in pain. His adrenaline surged as he kicked out with all his strength in the air!
Dong!
"Pu..."
Bahuang Yao spat out blood once again. She flew back more than ten meters and crashed heavily into the arena.
Plop!
As his feet landed on the ground, Zhao Mucha tore off a piece of his sleeve and wrapped it around his half-broken ear. He was in so much pain that his eyes felt as if they were going to tear apart. "I... want you to die!"
"Puke..."
Lying on the ground, Bahuang Yao spat out three mouthfuls of blood consecutively. Feeling a little better, she staggered to her feet. Following which, she grabbed her dislocated right arm and forcefully pulled it apart.
Crack!
Her joints recovered.
After the other party finished bandaging her joints, she exerted her strength and launched another attack!
"Ha--"
Dong!
Peng! Peng!
Dong...
After five consecutive exchanges, Zhao Mucha was both shocked and furious.
He could vaguely feel that the other party's strength... was actually increasing...
"Pah!"
In the sixth exchange, Zhao Mucha's fist was swift. Grabbing onto the opening of Bahuang Yao, he gripped her wrist tightly and twisted it upwards!
Crack!
Her wrist was fractured.
The intense pain made Bahuang Yao's eyes redder. She lifted her agile legs and did a somersault on the spot despite her wrist being grabbed!
Crack!
As her wrist was still being grabbed by Zhao Mucha, her body rolled down, and the part of her wrist that was originally fractured was immediately dislocated!
"What?" Zhao Mucha was shocked.
Bang!
As she rolled, Bahuang Yao kicked him firmly in the jaw.
The limitations of human physiology caused him to instantly lose consciousness.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bahuang Yao did not care about the injury on her wrist. Her legs were like the wind, and she continued to kick more than ten times.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa...
When Zhao Mucha gradually regained consciousness, Bahuang Yao's spirit trembled, and she bent down to sweep her leg.
Pa!
Zhao Mucha fell.
Just a second before he landed on the ground, Bahuang Yao kicked again and sent him flying into the air.
Then, she mobilized the inner energy in her dantian and circulated it around her body.
The first step was Qi Chong gushing spring acupoint!
Bang!
The second step was Qi Chong for three li!
Bang!
The third step was Qi Chong Xinyu acupoint!
Boom!
The red flames instantly exploded.
"Martial Technique -- Bahuang Secret Technique -- Whirlwind Dance!"
Pa!
The bricks under her feet splashed in all directions. Bahuang Yao spun and jumped into the air, closing in on Zhao Mucha.
"What... What..." Zhao Mucha opened his eyes with difficulty.
But before he could see clearly, Bahuang Yao's attacks surged forward like a tide.
Bang! Roundhouse punch!
Bang! Sidekick!
Bang! Roundhouse punch!
Bang! Sidekick...
Bahuang Yao seemed to have turned into a spinning top. Other than her fractured right hand, her other three limbs continuously attacked every part of Zhao Mucha's body.
The sound of bones cracking could be heard repeatedly.
There was Zhao Mucha's.
There was also Bahuang Yao's...
The ferocity of the battle caused many people to temporarily forget that this was only a College Entrance Examination...
Bang!
Finally, Bahuang Yao kicked out her last leg.
Plop...
Zhao Mucha's body landed heavily on the ground.
The scene was still silent...
Even Chen Yu was stunned.
This high-level fight completely broke his shallow understanding of 'martial arts'.
"The world of high-level martial arts... isn't it just about who has the most strength..."
...
"Cough..."
"Cough cough..."
Swallowing the blood in his throat, Zhao Mucha stood up shakily and panted heavily. "What a pity..."
"..." Bahuang Yao fell to the ground, not saying a word.
At this moment, she was also enduring the pain all over her body.
"If your strength level was just a little higher... You could have killed me instantly." Zhao Mucha wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes revealed a fierce light. "As expected, you people with power and money have all the advantages, right? A mere Level 1 martial artist can fight with me, a Level 1.2 martial artist, for such a long time."
"..." Bahuang Yao was still silent.
"It's impossible to fight quickly. You've broken all my plans." Zhao Mucha took a deep breath and stood up. He didn't hold back anymore and poured out all the energy in his dantian.
"One last word of advice. Admit defeat."
"Impossible." Bahuang Yao searched for her remaining energy. "I've said it before. I have a reason to win."
"Then go to hell, b*tch!" Zhao Mucha roared and charged forward ferociously like a bull.
Bhang Yao's kick was easily deflected.
"This is... a martial technique?" Bahuang Yao was shocked.
"I'm already at Level 1.2, how can I not know martial techniques?!" Zhao Mucha opened his strong arms and grabbed Bahuang Yao like he was grabbing a chick and threw her to the ground!
Snap!
Kacha! Kacha...
Bones clanging together.
Then, the knees on the body of Bahuang Yao, so that it could not move, raised his arms, both fists to hit the girl's head.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Zhao Mucha: "Ha ah ah ah!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Zhao Mucha: "Ah ah ah!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In this crisis, Bahuang Yao had no choice but to protect her face with his arms, channeling all of her strength to protect her head.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Zhao Mucha, who had thrown out dozens of punches in a row, suddenly stopped. He clenched his fists and gathered his strength for a moment before aiming at Bahuang Yao's throat with all his strength!
"Die!"