Chapter 24 – The Competition Begins: Combo Attacks Subdue the Enemy (Part Two)

This comical scene was enough to make everyone laugh their heads off.

Even Ma Xiu couldn’t help covering her eyes, unable to bear watching any further.

Instead, it was the referee who grew angry and shouted, “Li Yan, I’m warning you—stop stirring up trouble for no reason, or I’ll disqualify you right now!”

Upon hearing this, Li Yan’s expression shifted strangely, and he replied in a mocking tone, “I was just thinking of having a bit more fun…”

Before he even finished speaking, he had already chosen to face the challenge head-on.

Ye Kuang threw a punch at his opponent’s fist, only to be forced back three steps.

At that moment, the fury in his heart subsided slightly, and his gaze toward Li Yan grew noticeably more solemn!

No matter how he had imagined it, he never expected his opponent to possess such formidable strength.

But solemn as he was, he pressed forward without hesitation, unwilling to waste time on empty talk.

He feinted with a Springing Leg sweep, while his right fist was already coiled and ready to strike.

Yet Li Yan, cunning as a fox, didn’t take the bait and instead countered with a punch of his own.

The force behind that punch was overwhelmingly fierce, as if carrying the weight of a thousand jun.

Ye Kuang reacted to the sound, not backing down in the slightest, and met it with a explosive punch of his own.

Thud!

When their fists collided, the dull, thunderous echo seemed to hang in the air for a long time.

Ye Kuang was forced back again, his inner turmoil far from settled.

It could be said that this elimination match was his first true taste of real combat…

It tested not only his on-the-spot fighting skills but also his raw power, and even the fluidity of his movements.

It was easy to imagine just how many uncertainties were involved.

Now, with his arms guarding his head, Ye Kuang swayed back and forth as he gradually closed in.

It had to be said—his courage was such that he no longer feared whatever tricks his opponent might have. Step by step, he drove Li Yan into a corner.

Only then did he finally make his move!

His fists moved as if guided by instinct, suddenly unleashing a furious, rapid assault—like a violent storm or a tidal wave.

It was none other than the Sequential Hook Fists.

And this move, remarkably, had come from Man Lang.

This left the man himself standing below the Arena, unable to conceal his excitement.

Just think: what could possibly get Man Lang so worked up during a match?

Nothing but seeing his own boxing sequence mimicked—executed with precision, and even greater power!

That was precisely what was happening.

The fluid boxing movements seemed full of openings, yet their power was astonishing.

As long as the speed was sufficient, this punch essentially had no weaknesses.

And Ye Kuang’s advantage lay in his speed. In that instant, the Arena was filled with a storm of punches.

For a time, Li Yan could only hunch over, using his arms to protect his vital areas, with no chance to counterattack.

The spectators below, seeing this, assumed it was another one of Li Yan’s tricks to lull his opponent into lowering his guard, all while waiting for the perfect moment to strike back.

After all, no one in this world could defy the principle of weakening after repeated exertion.

But to everyone’s astonishment, Ye Kuang’s sustained explosive power was incredibly enduring.

Witnessing this, even Man Lang grew intensely excited, nearly letting out a cheer!

For Man Lang knew all too well that this punch relied solely on speed and explosive force. Once it formed a continuous onslaught, it became as unstoppable as a tidal wave!

And by the final moments, the opponent would have no choice but to endure the beating.As seen in the current scene, Ye Kuang’s countless fist shadows intertwined, all converging into a Thunderbolt-like momentum.

Even though Li Yan had guarded his vital points, it was impossible to be completely flawless.

One could say that even a Venerable iron man would cry out in pain!

Yet Ye Kuang remained unmoved, his fists relentless and ceaseless.

If one were to ask: in such a contest, either the opponent falls or he himself collapses—what third path could there be?

Thus, Ye Kuang grew increasingly ferocious as he fought.

This made the battle on this Arena the focal point of the entire venue.

Countless young talents frequently glanced over, with no fewer than thousands of eyes watching covertly!

Faced with such a devastating situation, even as competitors, none dared to underestimate it.

“Ahhh…”

And Ye Kuang, as if unleashing his inner cosmos, appeared utterly frenzied.

The essence of “reserving strength to remain undefeated” emerged, causing his fist speed not only to remain undiminished but to grow even more fierce!

Silence!

And awe!

While enduring the barrage of fists, Li Yan could only wait for Ye Kuang to exhaust himself, but he soon realized this decision was fundamentally mistaken.

Moreover, by this stage of the fight, the situation had already become one-sided!

Ye Kuang, of course, was well aware of this.

Hence, his fist speed never faltered, escalating uncontrollably later on.

Li Yan had no recourse but to roar in frustration, then chose to endure three blows to the chest just to close in and grapple his opponent.

This was undeniably a great humiliation—he, who had always forced others into such compromises, was now reduced to this just to alleviate the stinging pain.

One can imagine Li Yan’s state of mind at this moment!

Seeing this, the referee swiftly stepped forward and “stopped” both fighters.

At this, Ye Kuang could only retract his fists, stand upright, and retreat three steps.

When he looked at Li Yan again, his opponent had lost all of his previous bold and imposing demeanor.

Not only was he bruised and swollen, but his face was completely disfigured, his body covered in dark bruises, and even his stance seemed unsteady.

Simultaneously, the referee sharply crossed his arms and coldly shouted, “The match continues!”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang sprang up on one leg, executing a 360-degree sweep.

He no longer wished to delay, intent on ending this elimination match.

But who could have expected Li Yan to suddenly let out a wolf-like roar, dropping into a deep crouch and narrowly evading the spinning kick.

As Li Yan straightened up, he directly lifted Ye Kuang and slammed him hard toward the Arena.

If this had connected, even someone as tough as Ye Kuang would have suffered broken bones.

However, something unbelievable happened next, causing an uproar below.

Thump! Thump!

In an instant, Ye Kuang pushed off the ground with both hands, executed consecutive backflips, and landed firmly on a metal pillar.

Suddenly, he kicked off the pillar and leaped into the air!

His speed skyrocketed, causing his leg shadows to fly in all directions—in the blink of an eye, the entire Arena was filled with a myriad of leg illusions.

Once he got serious, his opponent was utterly doomed.

First, a barrage of fists, now a storm of kicks—anyone would curse in frustration!

Let alone Li Yan, who soon resorted to purely defensive moves, not daring to attack recklessly.

Ye Kuang, positioned just a step away from his opponent, instantly launched another sweep with the force of a thousand jun.

The speed was as swift as a gale.That shocking scene left even Man Lang below the stage speechless.

Ma Xiu gaped, her face filled with utter disbelief.

And all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Even the countless Seniors and experts on the high platform couldn’t help but glance over frequently.

The reason was simple: Ye Kuang’s leg speed was so swift that one could barely hear the sound before he had already arrived.

In an instant, he had Li Yan roaring with rage, yet completely helpless.

If one were to describe Li Yan at this moment, he was nothing but a living target, taking hits without recourse.

What followed was a scene where, even after Ye Kuang halted his fists and kicks, Li Yan continued to swing his arms wildly, defending against non-existent attacks from all directions.

This comical sight made the audience want to burst into laughter, yet no one actually dared to laugh.

There was only one reason: Ye Kuang’s invincible attack speed ensured he remained undefeated.

As they reflected inwardly, few among the spectators believed they could evade such an assault if they were in Li Yan’s place.

This very fact cemented Ye Kuang’s status as the Dark Horse of this tournament.

It was only after a moment that Li Yan finally regained his senses. Seeing Ye Kuang standing calmly and observing him, the fury in his eyes blazed fiercely.

“Damn you, I’ll tear you apart!”

No sooner had he spoken than Li Yan, dragging his exhausted body, stumbled forward in a charge.

“Falling is your only destiny! Defeat is the unchangeable fate that awaits you!” Ye Kuang declared arrogantly.

As he spoke, he didn’t retreat but advanced instead. This time, he directly assumed a fist-fighting stance.

His fist strikes were fierce, as if a thousand forces converged, unleashing a dazzling series of punches in all directions.

Thud, thud, thud…

Ye Kuang’s first punch landed squarely on Li Yan’s abdomen, the second struck his chest, followed by his left cheek, right cheek, and the bridge of his nose…

When Ye Kuang finally delivered a flying kick, Li Yan was sent flying toward the ropes, unable to get up for a long time.