Although he was still swinging his fist like a amateur in fighting, due to the absolute advantage in strength and speed, all of Wu Yi's seemingly exquisite blocks had almost no effect. They broke at the touch of a piece of thin paper and he was constantly suppressed and forced to retreat step by step.
With another whip kick, Wu Yi, who had raised his arms to block, was kicked away from his original position and turned into a cannonball, flying backwards parallel to the ground. Wu Lei'an chased after him with a wild laugh, jumped up and was about to punch him from above.
Wu Yi landed on the ground and immediately rolled sideways. The fist that fell from the sky just missed his cheek and fell to the ground. The ground exploded and soil flew everywhere. Horrible spider-web-like cracks immediately spread out in a circle with the fist landing point.
It is conceivable that if this blow hits hard, even the hardest skull of an adult will explode like a ripe watermelon.
Wu Yi staggered to his feet and returned to a defensive stance, while Wu Lei'an also pulled his fist out of the ground.
The two returned to a standoff again. The former was covered in wounds, and Wu Yi's arms, which had been in the position of holding and blocking, gradually became red, swollen and congested after experiencing a large number of blows.
Wu Lei'an himself was not having an easy time either, he suffered a lot of injuries. Although he had been suppressing Wu Yi in the second half of the match, maintaining the relaxed state consumed a huge amount of physical strength. As of now, his body was almost reaching its limit.
"Hey...what, you're not going to give up yet?"
Wu Lei'an raised his head mockingly and gasped for breath. His limbs were trembling slightly without being noticed, and the blue veins on his body began to slowly fade away.
His body had indeed reached its limit and he could no longer maintain the state of liberation.
Wu Yi lowered his arms slightly, revealing his eyes from behind his fists, and tilted his head.
“Give up? Why give up now? I’m still standing here. If someone gives up while still standing, is he worthy of being a fighter… Ouch!”
It would have been fine if he hadn't tilted his head, but when he tilted his head his center of gravity was slightly affected, and his whole body staggered to the side.
Wu Lei'an let out a cry and continued to admire his miserable appearance.
"Well said, but with your current body, you still want to beat me?"
"Then you have to struggle. If you don't have a dream, what's the difference between you and a salted fish?"
Wu Yi changed the subject and seemed to want to shrug, but just as he raised his shoulders, he lowered them weakly again.
"Besides, isn't it time for you to be released? As far as physical condition is concerned, we are all the same."
"Really? Let's give it a try!"
Without any more unnecessary chatter, Wu Lei'an almost roared out his last words, then sprinted forward and swung his fist.
Wu Yi also attacked simultaneously.
Both sides were at the end of their strength, and they were fighting with all their strength. Victory or defeat depended on this one move...
boom--!
The two fists collided in just a moment, and with a loud bang that created a circular air wave, Wu Lei'an was instantly knocked back several meters before falling heavily to the ground.
! ! ?
No one expected that the person who would lose in the final round of the competition would be Wu Lei'an, and lose so completely.
It's quite funny like the final battle between Goku and Vegeta in the early Dragon Ball, where Goku didn't use the triple Kaio-ken but instead used Super Saiyan 1. His yellow hair stood up and his fighting power soared fifty times, and he blew Vegeta away in an instant.
Weren't you two half dead just now?
Meow meow meow?
Not only the ordinary spectators in the auditorium, but even the members of the Wu clan who were waiting at the entrance for the fighters had confused expressions on their faces.
"What...what's going on? Lei An...did he let us win? Is this fake?" Wu Lian was so shocked that his jaw nearly dropped.
"This... shouldn't be possible, right? But..."
Wu Horixiong said hesitantly.
He didn't understand it at all, but based on his understanding of Wu Lei'an, since they had already fought to such a place as Chengdu, there was no way that guy would let them win.
At this time, Wu Boqi, who had been silent, seemed to have figured something out. He stared in amazement and let out a short "ah".
"Hori Qi, do you understand?" Wu Lianyi asked.
"Well, although it's just a guess..."
Wu Boqi didn't say anything very sure.
"But I don't think Lei An let us go. On the contrary, he really tried his best, but was tricked by Wu Yi."
"It's cloudy?"
"Ah."
The perspective shifted to the stands, where Garuda nodded and explained clearly to the other girls around him.
"I have already explained the specific principle before. The principle of 'liberation' is actually to release the restrictions of the brain on the body, and to exchange greater physical energy for faster speed and stronger power, but the body's ability to resist attacks will not be enhanced as a result. So, brother actually deliberately released the liberation state first, and then concentrated on defending and blocking Raian's attacks the whole time. It seems that he was beaten very hard, but in fact, most of the attacks were blocked by brother with the Kongo form and the Cao Flow form and the force was dispersed, basically not causing any substantial damage."
"In comparison, although Lei An has been outputting damage all the time, his physical strength is also being consumed as a price."
"As one gains, the other loses. On the contrary, the brother who had been dodging and blocking managed to recover some of his strength during this period of time."
"That is to say, Lei An is the one who is truly at the end of his rope now!"
W-What’s going on… ?
On the field, the dust had not yet completely dissipated. Wu Lei'an gritted his teeth, frowned, and climbed up from the ground with his hands supporting his body. His wrist, which had just been used for punching, was shaking constantly.
This guy should have no strength left, but the attack just now was undoubtedly a force that could only be unleashed after he had released his power. What on earth is going on...
"I did use up most of my energy, but I kept some of it because that's the only way you know I really gave it my all."
At this moment, a breeze blew by, and the haze that blocked the vision was completely blown away. Wu Yi, whose body was covered in blood but whose eyes were still shining, slowly approached and spoke.
Then, a row of white front teeth were revealed.
"Yes, on purpose."
"You...you plotted against me?!"
The corners of Wu Lei'an's eyes kept twitching, and it was not until then that he realized what was going on.
I was actually tricked by this little trick.
"I told you to give it your all. Your brain is also part of your all."
Wu Yi raised his hand and tapped the side of his forehead with his index finger.
"Besides, I've already said it before the game started, my goal is to win the championship, not just to beat you, got it?"
"Then it's my turn next."
Volume 600: Chapter : Terrifying Recovery Ability
As Wu Yi was untied again, the situation on the field was reversed instantly.
Wu Lei'an, who had just been exerting his full suppression power and was unstoppable, suddenly became the one being suppressed.
He had exhausted all his physical strength in the previous fierce battle. His body was on the verge of limit and was forced to release the state of liberation. At this moment, every muscle fiber in his body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead.
Especially in the face of Wu Yi's sudden increase in strength and speed, although Wu Lei'an's consciousness was still clear, his body could no longer keep up.
"Can……"
Before he could utter the word "evil", a dark red fist, accompanied by the faint sound of wind and thunder, came from bottom to top and reached Wu Lei'an's chin.
Not to mention blocking, he didn't even have time to raise his arm. The next second, Wu Yi threw a very large but extremely fast uppercut at him, knocking him off the spot, turning 270 degrees in the air, and then landing heavily on his face.
Tsk!
Realizing that the next round of attack was coming, Wu Lei'an spat out a mouthful of blood. Without waiting for the dizziness in his brain to subside, he immediately pushed himself up with both hands.
But it was still a step too slow.
The moment he looked up, a 45-yard-long big foot had already arrived in front of him at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour.
Bang! ! !
The sound created by this decisive football kick was comparable to the collision of a dump truck. With the crisp sound of his nose breaking, Wu Lei'an flew backwards again like a cannonball, flying several meters away before gliding to the ground.
Logically speaking, this strike was enough to decide the outcome, but Wu Yi did not relax or be careless at all.
He immediately followed and punched Wu Lei'an's struggling arm, which seemed to be trying to raise it. Then he sat down on him, suppressing him with his body weight while swinging his fists straight down.
The continuous attack like a raging wave was like the endless stabbing of Poseidon's spear against Sasaki Kojiro in Valkyrie at the end. The destructive power was so great that even the ground beneath Wu Lei'an gradually began to crack.
Wu Yi continued to attack, but the referee on the side had already seen through it, and rushed over to grab his waist and pulled him back hard.
"Stop! Stop! The winner has been decided!"
As soon as the referee shouted, Wu Yi really stopped, and when the liberation state was lifted, he sat back on the ground as if he had lost all his strength, and the veins all over his body gradually disappeared under his skin.
He took a deep breath of fresh air and glanced at Wu Lei'an, who was lying unconscious on the ground with his eyes rolled up.
“Oh, I know… cough, I know, don’t pull me… I’m not mad with anger, I just want to throw a few more punches to make sure he doesn’t faint… Don’t worry, this guy is very weak, he won’t die from this… cough cough cough…”
After spitting out a mouthful of blood and feeling a little recovered, Wu Yi climbed up from the ground with some effort, almost stumbling in the middle. After straightening up, he turned to the referee who was checking the situation beside Wu Lei'an.
"Hey, is that ok?"
"Um……"
The referee nodded, stood up, raised his arm and announced the result of the match.
"The winner has been decided! The winner is Wu Yi Business——'Great Devil' Wu Yi!!!"
Then he took out the walkie-talkie from his waist and spoke loudly.
"Hurry up! Bring the stretcher!"
"Oh my, it was so hard to win. I felt like my legs were about to break..."
Wu Yi, holding his waist with one hand, staggered to the unconscious Wu Lei'an. As he bent down and squatted, the referee happened to look over and expressed his concern.
"Um... do you want a stretcher as well?"
"Thanks, I won't use it."
Wu Yi skillfully extended his index finger and pressed it on Wu Lei'an's philtrum.
"And I don't think this guy really needs it."
"He won't wake up if you keep doing this. He needs to rest for a while to recover from his injuries..."
The referee hasn't finished speaking yet.
The next second, Wu Lei'an, who had originally looked dead, suddenly moved his upturned eyes slightly, and then his hands, which were outstretched on both sides of his body, suddenly clenched into claws, and quickly raised them up, locking Wu Yi's arms with two snaps, one on the left and one on the right.
"This……"
The referee was stunned.
And Wu Yi just muttered.
"I knew it……"
As soon as the words fell, the liberation state started again.
He swung his fist down fiercely and hit Wu Lei'an in the face. The force was transferred to the ground through the skull, spreading the cracks below a little more.
The clenched hands softened again and fell weakly to the ground.
This time, Wu Lei'an really lay down peacefully.
"Okay, now I need it."
After saying that, he stood up, smoothed his messy hair after the fierce battle, turned around and walked towards the entrance for the fighters.
He was quite unsteady in the first few steps, but soon regained his stability, and by the time he reached the entrance, he was no different from normal.
“…Wu Yi!”
Wu Yi had just arrived at the entrance when he saw a group of girls including Karuizawa Kei chasing down from the audience. They were already near the entrance. When they saw him, they ran over and wanted to give him a big hug, but they didn't dare to do so because of his injuries. They could only slow down their pace, approach him, and hold his hand.
"Um, are you okay?" Ichinose asked with tears in his eyes as he came up.
"No problem, I'm fine." Wu Yi pulled up the hem of his training suit to show his body, "Look, they are just some superficial injuries. It's just because of the bleeding that it looks scary."
"Well……"
Kushida Kikyo originally wanted to say a few words, but after coming closer to observe a little, she found that it seemed to be true.
At least from Wu Yi's appearance, apart from the redness and swelling on the arm he used for blocking, the other wounds were nothing more than broken flesh, the kind that could heal in two days by applying ointment, and if he was lucky, there might not even be a scar left.
The girls then breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved.
Of course, I was just slightly relieved.
"Are you sure you're not feeling any discomfort?" Karuizawa Hui still didn't believe it. "If you're really feeling any discomfort, don't try to hold on. I, I don't really understand. For example, if you have a fracture or internal organ injury, just give up. Anyway, it's already pretty good to be able to reach the quarterfinals."
"Broken bones..." Wu Yi was a little amused by her. "Don't worry, I really didn't hide the broken bones from you. But I do have some internal organs."
