Chapter 123: Defeat the Thai Boxing Team. I Alone Will Take You All On! (2) |
“Holy shit, is this for real? Big Brother just KO’d the Thai captain in seconds?”
“Damn, seriously? Big Brother’s unstoppable. The captain representing Thai boxing was instantly destroyed. That’s epic!”
“What’s Big Brother up to? He’s asking for all of them to come at him? Can he be any more arrogant?”
“Is he that fierce? Taking on the entire boxing team by himself? Big Brother’s gone mad!”
The viewers watching the livestream were visibly shocked by this development. Wang Yun had swiftly taken down the captain of the Thai boxing team? That was a captain-level character, a representative of Thai martial arts. And now, he was challenging the entire team?
This was crazy.
***
“You have a death wish to disregard us like this, huh? Finish him,” grumbled a member of the That boxing team as he snapped back to reality, his face twisted in anger.
For one person to charge at them was the ultimate insult.
An elite from the boxing team was the first to reach him, launching a punch at Wang Yun.
“Purchase, god-level Tai Chi skills! Purchase, God-level Bajiquan!”
Wang Yun’s eyes hardened as he quickly acquired several Chinese martial arts techniques. His eyes glinted brilliantly. As he saw the incoming fist, he swiftly extended his hand to wrap around it in a fluid motion.
“You dare provoke us? Fuck off!”
From the side, a swift kick was hurled toward Wang Yun.
Grappling and force control.
With a swift motion, Wang Yun intercepted the flying kick with the arm he had seized. The Thai boxing team member whose arm was grabbed watched in horror, his face twisted in shock.
Thud!
A resounding clash echoed, and despite the team member’s protective gear, he screamed in agony, “Ah!”
The flying kick unexpectedly hit his teammate, causing the kicker’s face to morph into a look of horror as he frantically tried to pull back his force. But in that moment, Wang Yun grabbed his ankle and pulled forcefully.
With another swift move, Wang Yun delivered a powerful kick to the man’s torso, sending him flying backward. His teammates behind quickly caught him.
“Take him down, finish him off!”
Witnessing the scene, three more elite members of the Thai boxing team were agitated, faces contorted in rage. They simultaneously launched their fists, aiming for Wang Yun’s critical points.
Wang Yun’s body shifted, retreating a step backward.
Tai Chi stance initiated. Cloud Hands.
This wasn’t just any Tai Chi, it was combat Tai Chi. With Cloud Hands shifting the clouds, he effortlessly redirected a punch off to the side. The young man under Wang Yun’s control looked horrified, his arm seemingly moving beyond his control. The three fists collided, throwing them off balance.
In an instant, Wang Yun’s leg rose in a sweeping motion, lashing out with a whip-like kick and directly sweeping one person’s head and crashing into two others.
If not for the helmets, Wang Yun’s kick could have been lethal. His power had become terrifyingly immense.
By the combat power standards of Japan, if Wang Yun ranked at 350, then the Thai boxing team’s elites would barely reach 200. They weren’t even in the same class.
In a flash, five out of the more than twenty elite members of the Thai boxing team lay on the ground. With more than twenty of them attempting to surround Wang Yun, they couldn’t all rush at him at once. After all, space was a big issue.
“Damn it, surround him, encircle him,” shouted the Thai Captain from the side, his eyes bloodshot as he just rose from the ground.
They had already attempted to encircle Wang Yun. Failing to overpower him in such a scenario would be humiliating for Thailand. They couldn’t afford this loss. It was a matter of national pride in their martial arts community.
“Surround him, attack together!”
The Thai boxing team’s elites, seeing that five of their members had been taken down, bit their teeth in frustration and yelled. They quickly began to encircle him from all sides.
As they tried to surround him, Wang Yun sprang into action again. He retreated quickly two steps and then leaped. He grabbed the shield he had obtained from India and, holding the shield, charged directly at two members of the Thai team who were trying to encircle him from the right, striking with the shield.
Seeing Wang Yun armed with a shield, two members of the Thai boxing team focused their gaze and quickly crouched, sweeping their legs toward Wang Yun’s legs. The two youths in front leaped, aiming their kicks at Wang Yun.
As their legs swept from below, Wang Yun instantly crouched to dodge the overhead attack, simultaneously slamming the shield down on their legs with force. The massive power caused their bodies to violently tremble, instantly fracturing their bones. They would need a significant recovery period.
Yet another two members of the Thai boxing team were taken down.
The Thai Captain, clutching his arm and witnessing this, his face underwent a dramatic transformation as he bellowed, “Attack together!”
The remaining dozen or so muay Thai boxers erupted into fury, their icy stares fixed on Wang Yun, launching a barrage of ferocious punches and kicks like a torrential downpour.
Wang Yun continually retreated until he reached the back wall. Planting his right foot on the wall, he executed a sweeping kick from top to bottom, targeting the attackers in front.
“Retreat,” commanded the Thai Captain from the side.
The dozen or so boxing team members fell back. However, one was slightly slower. Wang Yun’s right leg swept across his shoulder. Under the formidable force, the boxing team elite immediately dropped to his knees.
“Take him down!”
Seeing Wang Yun’s successful strike but also noting his waning momentum, the other dozen or so Thai boxers surged forward, their fists and feet raining down like a relentless storm.
Wang Yun swiftly raised the shield, blocking a barrage of attacks. He then suddenly lowered the shield and grabbed a Thai boxer by the arm. Taking advantage of the momentum, Wang Yun pulled him closer.
Immediately afterward, wielding the shield, Wang Yun struck with tremendous force, knocking the opponent out cold on the spot.
In martial arts, injuries are sometimes inevitable. Yet, thanks to their high-grade protective gear, no serious harm was done.
In the next moment, Wang Yun smashed the shield toward a stunned member of the Thai team on his left. The sudden sharp blow left the man dazed. Struck in his head, the world spun around.
Wang Yun then advanced, directing a flurry of punches toward two other team members on his right. The power behind each punch caused a fierce wind.
Punch after punch hit their mark, driving them steadily backward. In an instant, four more were down.
In just a short time, more than a dozen of the twenty-plus members of the Thai boxing team were on the ground, with only seven left standing.
At this moment, those remaining watched Wang Yun, their expressions shifting dramatically and hearts racing with intense pounding.
A tinge of fear was apparent in their eyes. Wang Yun’s formidable combat skills not only shocked them but instilled deep fear. Had it not been for their top-tier equipment, the fallen could have been dead or critically injured.
“Ha, seven more to go.”
Wang Yun, observing this, revealed a cold smirk and charged toward the nearest Thai warrior. The team member displayed a flicker of fear and instinctively stepped back.
“Attack!”
From both sides, two Thai boxing team elites roared and lunged with their fists, their faces flushed with discomfort.
With a swift motion, Wang Yun moved forward, while oddly taking a step back instead, his hands snaking around their wrists like a serpent.
A forceful squeeze produced a sound of bones crunching. The expressions of the two Thai boxing team members twisted in pain as Wang Yun pulled them closer.
With a couple of swift kicks, Wang Yun knocked them to the ground beside him.
***
“What… what’s this?” Master Jue Ming, observing from the side, slightly widened his eyes, “International combat arts, Chinese martial arts grappling, and… there must be Tai Chi, too. Such formidable combat prowess, such terrifying bursts of strength!”
“Master, Wang Yun… he’s so strong, so terrifying. This Thai boxing team isn’t weak, yet in a confrontation of more than twenty against one, to see them fall one by one is so terrifying.”
Several disciples of Master Jue Ming watched the scene unfold, their mouths agape in shock. They had been practicing martial arts for a decade or two, so when an expert made a move, they naturally knew their strength and weaknesses.
Yet, when more than twenty of Thailand’s top muay Thai experts surrounded Wang Yun, they were each knocked down one by one. Over twenty couldn’t overpower one? This was inconceivable to them.
“Is he even human?” Kolyev felt a shiver run down his spine.
The battle had been simple, lacking any flashy techniques. Yet, the sheer brutality of each hit, the thud of the impacts… They could all hear the dull sounds clearly.
A single kick sending someone flying several meters? What kind of monstrous strength, what kind of devastating power was that?
Most shockingly, over twenty of Thailand’s finest were bested by one, leaving only five standing. Such power was terrifyingly unfathomable.
***
“Do I need to make another move?”
Wang Yun still stood erect, his gaze coldly swept over the five remaining members of the Thai program inspection team.
With that, he took a step forward.
The five experts from the Thai program inspection team involuntarily stepped back in fear. They regarded Wang Yun as they would a monstrous entity. Fear had taken root in their hearts. Their faces blanched.
Captain Sinnava Heka’s breathing became labored, his injured arm trembling violently.
“Retreat, we’ve been defeated,” he said, his voice sounding weak and raspy.
“You are strong, we stand no chance against you, and you have earned our respect,” Sinnava Heka declared, placing his left fist against his chest and bowing slightly.
The five remaining members of the Thai boxing team standing in front of Wang Yun solemnly moved aside. They realized that continuing the fight, even with their numbers, would surely result in their defeat.
Wang Yun was simply too formidable.
“Heh,” Wang Yun chuckled softly, focusing his attention ahead.
Honei Kouten and Dragon Hand were engaged in a fierce battle, yet neither had gained the upper hand. Some of the elite from the India inspection team were staring in shock at this scene. However, Honei Kouten and Dragon Hand did not notice them, as they were fully engrossed in their duel.
In such high-level confrontations, distractions were fatal.
“Tsk, tsk, you two are quite something, aren’t you? I’m right here, and instead of challenging me, you’re fighting amongst yourselves,” Wang Yun taunted. “Don’t tell me you actually think you’ve got me figured out? Heh, let me tell you, if any of your countries’ teams dared to face me alone, I wouldn’t even consider you a threat. Come at me all at once, otherwise, it’s just boring.”
To Wang Yun, facing the inspection teams one by one would lead to their total defeat. He regarded a single country’s inspection team with utter disdain.
Just like how he effortlessly crushed the Thai boxing team, today, he intended to confront them all. He aimed to overwhelm everyone, to teach them a lesson, to show them they have no right to be boastful in his presence.
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