Chapter 49 Zhao Yuxuan's Comprehension (2)

He was watching intently inside the arena, and the fight there had already ended. That Wang Ruiyang from Ruiyu City had seemed to be on the defensive throughout the previous match, as if being suppressed everywhere and at a disadvantage. However, there was a sly glint in his eyes. Suddenly, he deliberately showed a flaw, like an experienced hunter setting a trap. Li Yuening from Lingyuan Fort was clearly deceived by this flaw. Thinking that he had an opportunity, he launched a full - scale attack. Quicker than it could be told, Wang Ruiyang suddenly sidestepped like a ghost, and then with a wave of his arm, his palm carried a strong gust of wind and accurately chopped at the back of Li Yuening's neck. Li Yuening immediately fell to the ground like a chopped - down tree and showed no sign of getting up for a long time.

Watching Li Yuening being carried away by the people from his own village, the corner of Zhao Qiang's mouth curled into a cold smile as he said, "This is the essence of the Four - Gate Fist. Defending for a long time seems passive, but once the opportunity is seized, all of a sudden, it can be lethal."

A worried look flashed in Lin Yaxuan's eyes as she asked softly, "Is Li Yuening all right?"

Zhao Qiang replied nonchalantly, "Miss Lin, don't worry. It's nothing serious. This is just a competition. Everyone knows what they're doing and will be measured when they strike. Li Yuening is just knocked out and will wake up soon."

Just as they were talking, they heard the referee's loud voice announcing Wang Ruiyang's victory and then signaling him to rest and wait for the more intense final later. At this time, two more contestants stepped onto the arena. They were here to compete for the title of "Black Hawk Warrior". As soon as they entered the arena, a tense atmosphere filled the air, and then they immediately started fighting each other.

There was confusion in Lin Yaxuan's eyes as she asked rather strangely, "Brother Zhao Qiang, why haven't you gone to compete yet?"

At this moment, Li Yang, who had previously asked Zhao Qiang to go watch the antiphonal singing competition, said with a smile, "Miss Lin, you don't know. This time, Zhao Qiang is representing our Miao ethnic group to participate in the national combat competition, and he even won a silver medal. This has brought great honor to our Miao people. According to the competition rules, he can directly enter the final without having to fight in the elimination rounds with these people first."

Hearing this, Lin Yaxuan's eyes were full of surprise. She looked at Zhao Qiang, and involuntary admiration showed in her beautiful eyes as she said with admiration in her tone, "Brother Zhao Qiang, you are so amazing. You are simply the pride of our Miao people."

Listening to the beauty's adoring praise, Zhao Qiang felt as if he were bathed in warm spring breeze. His heart was indescribably comfortable, and a smile immediately spread across his face as he said modestly, "Not at all. There's nothing so amazing. It's a pity that I didn't win the championship. There's still a little regret. But if I participate again next time, I will definitely work harder and strive for further progress."

Lin Yaxuan nodded very affirmatively and said earnestly, "Brother Zhao Qiang, I believe you can do it."

Zhao Yuxuan watched Lin Yaxuan's expression coldly from the side, thinking in his heart, "Oh no, this Lin Yaxuan is showing more and more obvious好感 (fondness) for Zhao Qiang. It's getting more and more dangerous."

The competition continued for another two hours. During this time, the contestants fought back and forth very fiercely. Finally, in the end, it was still that unassuming - looking Wang Ruiyang, who often managed to achieve unexpected victories at critical moments, who won. As a result, he was going to compete with Zhao Qiang in the final to fight for the "Black Hawk Warrior" title, which symbolized supreme glory.

Hearing the referee calling his name loudly, Zhao Qiang had a confident smile on his face as he said to Lin Yaxuan, "Miss Lin, do you believe that within five minutes, I can knock this Li Qiyang down?"

In fact, Lin Yaxuan had carefully observed that Li Qiyang. She found that Li Qiyang's defense was extremely strict and powerful, and from his performance in previous competitions, his competition experience also seemed to be very rich. So, naturally, she didn't believe Zhao Qiang's words and gently shook her head.

Zhao Yuxuan, who was standing beside, also thought in his heart that Zhao Qiang was really bragging a bit too much.

Zhao Qiang, however, said very seriously to Lin Yaxuan, "Miss Lin, if I'm bragging, you can ignore me from now on, okay?"

As he was speaking, he reached out and tightened his clothes, and then walked into the arena with firm steps. At this time, Li Qiyang was already standing in the center of the arena, and Zhao Qiang stood facing him. Zhao Qiang was tall, over 1.8 meters, with a broad frame and muscles as solid as iron, looking burly and tough. That Li Qiyang, on the other hand, was just over 1.7 meters tall, even shorter than Zhao Yuxuan, and had a relatively thin build. Standing next to Zhao Qiang, he already seemed much less imposing in terms of momentum. And he obviously knew how powerful Zhao Qiang was. Standing there, his face involuntarily showed a nervous look.

Knowing that the "Black Hawk Warrior" final was about to start, the surrounding people swarmed around. The crowd surged like a tide. Amid the thunderous cheers of the crowd, Zhao Qiang and Li Qiyang bowed politely to each other, and the competition officially began.

At this moment, Li Qiyang, as if he had planned long ago, quickly took a step back, tightly guarded his chest with both hands, and his feet kept moving and changing positions, completely assuming a strict defensive stance. Obviously, he wanted to delay as much time as possible and then look for an opportunity to use his killer move.

Zhao Yuxuan also saw Li Qiyang's plan and couldn't help but feel schadenfreude rather shamelessly in his heart, thinking to himself, "Humph, finish it in five minutes? You're really blowing it too much. Let's see how you end up."

Thinking this way, he quietly took out his mobile phone and stared at the screen to check the time.

Zhao Qiang seemed to have been fully prepared for Li Qiyang's stance. He just stood there unhurriedly, calmly watching Li Qiyang move around him without making any move himself. Zhao Yuxuan saw that one minute had passed and secretly laughed even more in his heart, thinking that Zhao Qiang was bound to lose.

However, at this very moment, Li Qiyang's moving feet slowed down slightly, even if it was just an extremely tiny pause. At this instant, Zhao Qiang, like a leopard that had been lurking for a long time, suddenly moved, as fast as lightning. He lifted his leg and kicked, but this kick was not directly aimed at Li Qiyang. Instead, it cleverly blocked the direction in which he could move.

Caught off guard by this sudden kick, Li Qiyang had no choice but to stop. Zhao Qiang immediately followed up with a punch. This punch was powerful and carried a strong force. Seeing this, Li Qiyang could only stretch out his right arm to block. There was a "boom" sound as Zhao Qiang's punch hit Li Qiyang's arm heavily. His arm jerked suddenly, as if it had been electrocuted, and he quickly drew it back. As a result, his right chest side was exposed.

Zhao Qiang was like a warrior on the battlefield at this time, truly still as a virgin when at rest and as swift as a hare when in motion. His fists were constantly waving like raindrops. At the same time, he used his legs to block the direction in which Li Qiyang could dodge, making it difficult for Li Qiyang to escape.

Li Qiyang had no other choice at this time but to fight hard with Zhao Qiang. Their arms collided several times in a row, and each collision was like two stones hitting each other. Soon, pain showed on Li Qiyang's face. The movements of his hands became slower and slower, and his feet began to feel unsteady. The Four - Gate Fist, which he had been playing very smoothly just a moment ago, had gradually lost its original form under Zhao Qiang's powerful attack and became disorganized.

Lin Yaxuan did not forget her duty as a cheerleader. She, together with some Miao girls, shouted loudly at the edge of the arena, "Zhao Qiang, come on, come on." The voice was clear and loud, standing out even in the noisy crowd.

Zhao Yuxuan saw how enthusiastically she was shouting and felt rather sour in his heart. He was also shouting in his heart, "Zhao Qiang, lose, lose."

At this moment, Zhao Qiang turned his head sideways and smiled slightly in the direction of Lin Yaxuan. The smile was full of confidence. Then he let out a loud shout, like a roaring lion, and then lunged forward. When he lunged forward, he deliberately showed a flaw in his chest.

Seeing this rare opportunity, a glint of surprise flashed in Li Qiyang's eyes. He also let out a loud shout as if to boost his courage, and then punched towards Zhao Qiang's chest. However, what he didn't expect was that at the same time as he threw his punch, his own chest was also exposed due to his movement, and Zhao Qiang also punched.

In an instant, the two fists almost hit each other's chests at the same time. But Zhao Qiang only took two steps back and stood firmly, while Li Qiyang was not so lucky. He staggered back five or six steps, each step seeming to take all his strength. He tried very hard to stand still, but finally he still fell to the ground. He covered his chest and coughed violently. It seemed that he couldn't stand up again for a while and seemed to have suffered a minor injury.

Seeing this situation, the referee quickly walked over and asked Li Qiyang about his condition in a low voice. But Li Qiyang shook his head repeatedly, which should mean that he was admitting defeat. Seeing this, the referee walked over and raised Zhao Qiang's right hand, indicating that he had won. Immediately, the whole arena erupted into cheers like a tidal wave, and there were also many excited screams of "Zhao Qiang, Zhao Qiang" from Miao girls.

At this time, Zhao Yuxuan looked at the time displayed on his mobile phone. It was only three and a half minutes. In just three and a half minutes, Li Qiyang's match had ended.

In Zhao Yuxuan's heart at this time, there was only shock, extreme shock. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind: strength. So, when fighting with someone, strength is so important. It is simply the foundation. Although Li Qiyang had many techniques and rich experience, in the face of Zhao Qiang's powerful strength, all of this seemed rather weak. He didn't have time to fully display his skills at all. Moreover, when the two punched each other, Zhao Qiang could bear it so easily, while Li Qiyang was knocked down and injured. Strength had undoubtedly decided the outcome of the two. No wonder Zhao Qiang had said that he could end the match within five minutes. It seemed that he had been confident all along.