Thirty seconds quickly passed and the remaining competitors stepped down from the stage.
"Go, KO him!" Zhang Xiaodong shouted loudly.
"Ah!" Ren Donglai yelled as he charged out.
The two once again clashed in battle, Wu Li was still adopting the previous round’s tactic, using Snake Form Flash Strike, hitting and then running.
However, in this round, Wu Li’s hit rate on Ren Donglai had noticeably decreased, while his defense began to increase.
At Yan’s Martial Arts Hall, Yan Baili stared intently at the screen and suddenly remarked, "Something’s off with Ren Donglai’s condition."
"Hm?" Xue Bai turned to look at his master.
Yan Baili pointed at the screen and explained, "Ren Donglai’s strength is continually increasing, and his punching speed is getting faster. That’s not normal."
Xue Bai was puzzled, "Master, how can you tell?"
Yan Baili indicated the screen, "You pay attention to Wu Li’s blocks. In the previous round, whenever he blocked Ren Donglai’s punches, he was able to counterattack quickly, meaning that Wu Li’s blocks were firm. But now, every block Wu Li makes forces him to retreat in order to disperse the force. As a result, his counterattacks are slower, hence the shift in the situation."
Xue Bai deduced, "Does this mean that the force behind Ren Donglai’s punches is increasing?!"
Yan Baili nodded, "During the rest period just now, I specifically observed Wu Li’s breathing. His stamina seems fine, so the change can only be attributed to Ren Donglai!"
"What do we do?" Xue Bai anxiously looked at the screen.
Yan Baili shook his head and said nothing, his gaze fixed on the projection.
At that moment, a change occurred on the stage. Ren Donglai delivered a heavy uppercut that landed on Wu Li’s chin.
If it had been any of the Traditional Martial Arts practitioners Ren Donglai had previously fought with, that punch might have resulted in a KO, but his opponent was Wu Li, who, enhanced by an Iron Body, was equivalent to a hard-trained expert in Iron Cloth Shirt with ten years of effort achieving great success.
Wu Li’s head shook, and then he beckoned to Ren Donglai to continue.
Ren Donglai attacked like a frenzied tiger, overwhelming Wu Li with increasingly heavy punches and growing pressure. Wu Li dared not exchange blows as lightly as in the previous round. A few consecutive hits to vital areas could potentially result in a KO.
Crack! Ren Donglai’s side kick hit Wu Li’s thigh, and Wu Li simultaneously struck Ren Donglai’s calf with a kick of his own.
Wu Li staggered back a step, his thigh numb, while blood seeped from Ren Donglai’s calf. However, without pause, Ren Donglai kicked again, displaying an attitude of kicking as long as his leg wasn’t broken.
After exchanging a couple more kicks, the second round ended, and the referee separated them.
"Good, keep fighting ! You had the advantage in the second round, maintain the pressure in the third. Even if you can’t KO him, you’ll win by the score at the end!"
Beside the stage, Zhang Xiaodong excitedly yelled at Ren Donglai.
He glanced at the injuries on Ren Donglai’s body, hesitating to comment. The left calf was bruised, blood oozing continuously, a gruesome sight. But as someone helped Ren Donglai clean the blood from his leg, Ren Donglai’s face showed not a trace of pain but rather an excited gaze fixed on Wu Li on the opposite side.
"Damn, this medicine is amazing!" Zhang Xiaodong praised in his mind and gave himself a thumbs-up for his cleverness.
[Live broadcast viewers have exceeded one hundred thousand for the first time, received three Master Level Experience Cards]
On the other side, Wu Li suddenly received a message from the system, filling him with joy.
Last time when his broadcast viewers first exceeded ten thousand, he received a Master Level Experience Card. He had speculated that perhaps breaking one hundred thousand viewers would bring another reward, and now it had come true.
After some thought, Wu Li decided to use one Master Level Experience Card. He had four on hand, and since he was unsure what Ren Donglai’s condition would be like in the third round, Wu Li didn’t want to capsize in the "gutter."
[Use the Master Level Experience Card, please select the corresponding martial art]
[Confirmed, applying Master Level Experience Card to Xingyi Fist]
[Xingyi Fist level has been raised to Master Level, duration ten minutes]
Ding! The third round began!
After using the Experience Card, Wu Li’s physical condition didn’t improve significantly, nor did he acquire any new ultimate moves. However, as soon as he took action, he immediately felt the difference.
The saying goes, "Practice the boxing without practicing the skill, and you will have nothing in the end." Xingyi Fist, known as one of the three major Internal Fists, is most essential for its Inner Power.
This Inner Power is not the Inner Strength of fiction, nor is it some sort of fantasy force that can harm from a distance. The Internal Fist’s Inner Power manifests in the training method, which involves the movement of Qi and blood, similar to Chinese medicine’s massage and acupuncture. In application, it’s a unique method of generating force.
When Wu Li’s Xingyi Fist reached Master Level, he suddenly understood this concept of power.
For example, when using the Splitting Fist, Wu Li knew he had to produce a shaking power, but the effect was not pronounced, and he could only slightly repel his opponent as Ren Donglai’s strength increased.
But now, all of Wu Li’s moves were empowered. The initiation of Drilling Fist concealed the horizontal power of twisting, and the execution of Splitting Fist possessed the vertical force of chopping.
Rise and fall, lift and drop, relax and tense, store and release; Wu Li’s strikes now incorporated the specific Wave Flipping Power of Xingyi Fist.
It might sound abstract, but it’s like a farmer carrying a load with a shoulder pole. The pole is heavy, and ordinary people would struggle to lift it, perhaps requiring assistance to stand up.
Yet the farmer picks up the burden with a swift motion, rising quickly and appearing effortless.
The farmer’s strength isn’t much different from ordinary people’s; it’s the repetition of the same motion over years that has allowed him to master a special method of exerting force.