Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 260 - 178: I ordered, what about you? It was initiat

From the embarrassed expression on Li Yuanhao’s face, it wasn’t hard to tell that this girl was probably the sa fan who had wanted Li Ang’s autograph earlier—his own sister.

"Hey, don’t you think my husband looks even handsor than before?"

Li Yuanya was trembling with excitent as she tugged on the arm of the woman beside her and kept shaking it, all the while asking the question with her gaze fixed on Li Ang.

"Yes, yes, yes, your husband is the handsost, but this is a martial arts exchange. Just being handso isn’t enough—he has to be able to fight. I don’t believe he can beat your brother."

As soon as Li Yuanhao was ntioned, the woman’s cheeks flushed with a peachy color, clearly the two were of the sa kind; otherwise, they wouldn’t be best friends.

Li Ang was actually a bit dazed. How did he suddenly have such enthusiastic fans just after one fight? Then, seeing Li Yuanhao’s reaction, he guessed the identity of this fervent female fan.

I’m sorry, but today I might just beat up your brother right in front of you.

After Li Ang stepped onto the stage, the other viewers were also looking forward to his performance, curious whether Li Ang had genuine strength or had simply taken a lucky win earlier.

But unexpectedly, before the referee had even announced the start of the match, Cui Zhongji stretched out his hand, signaling to the referee.

"I surrender."

Having said that, Cui Zhongji left the ring without a trace of reluctance.

"What? You... how can you just give up like that?"

The other coaches at ringside stared at Cui Zhongji with disbelief.

Although they had never sparred with Cui Zhongji, they could tell his strength from his past records. And Li Ang, who had thrown only one punch—was that really enough to scare Cui Zhongji away?

Faced with the questions of others, Cui Zhongji simply shook his head and replied with an air of it being self-evident:

"Of course I should surrender when facing an opponent with no hope of winning."

"Sigh!"

The coaches exhaled heavily, resigning themselves to the situation since he had already admitted defeat and left the stage.

Fortunately, he was only the first one. There was still Li Yuanhao to rely on, and as long as he hadn’t gone down, there was still hope.

Seeing the Korean he had just beaten up capitulate imdiately after Li Ang entered the ring, Yi Kong felt his ntality explode.

He couldn’t help but ask himself a soul-searching question, "Is the gap between you and really that big?"

The other coaches, though also puzzled, cheered along. After all, their side had just won, and they needed to show their support.

They didn’t celebrate too soon, however, because according to the information they had gathered earlier, the strongest from Korea was Cui Zhongji’s senior brother, Li Yuanhao.

Maybe Cui Zhongji left the stage early for the sa reason the Muay Thai fighter had before—wanting to show off and leave Li Yuanhao a fully fit opponent.

Amidst the confusion, Li Yuanhao also stepped onto the stage.

Yet his face bore no trace of fighting spirit, only awkwardness.

He rembered clearly how last ti, Li Ang had beaten him in every aspect he was skilled in.

Since that return, he had been training twice as hard, all in hopes of catching up to Li Ang one day.

However, at his level, improving even a little bit was exceedingly difficult, so he had at best considered Li Ang as a target, not as soone he could surpass.

But how much ti had really passed? During Li Ang’s recent fight with the Muay Thai fighter, he was astonished to see that Li Ang’s speed and strength had visibly improved since their last encounter—what kind of nonsense was this?

Not only was his strength formidable, but his rate of improvent was even faster than when he himself was a teenager, which was utterly unscientific.

The only explanation was that Li Ang hadn’t used his full strength when they fought last ti.

But was his performance just now truly indicative of his full capabilities?

Thinking this over, Li Yuanhao felt a cold sweat break out on his back, and suddenly, he discarded the idea of testing his skills against Li Ang.

If by chance he got injured sparring with Li Ang, affecting his subsequent training and competitions, it would not be worth the loss.

He was a professional athlete, not so martial arts fanatic. His goal was to win more honors, not put himself in danger for the sake of personal improvent.

This tactic of surrender, even if the coach knew about it, he would definitely approve.

"I surrender!"

The sa words, the sa action, truly worthy of being brothers in arms—their coordination is impressively unified.

Now, the Korean martial arts gym was completely dumbfounded.

Cui Zhongji had just surrendered, and they hadn’t reacted much because they knew that Li Yuanhao was their mainstay. But now, the two strongest players on their team had consecutively surrendered—what else was there to play for?

"Hey, I’m asking you two, are you throwing the match?"

"Is it because of your sister that you chose to surrender? Can this really be called sportsmanship?"

"I need you to give us an explanation."

...

Li Yuanhao had not even returned to his seat when a barrage of doubts flew at him.

Originally, he did feel sowhat guilty, as conceding without a fight indeed wasn’t sothing to be proud of, but now faced with everyone’s inexplicable accusations, he couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to these people.

Not to ntion, they even thought he surrendered because his sister was a fan of Li Ang—that just made him angrier.

"I simply made the most correct choice under the circumstances. If you think you have more sportsmanship, I hope you won’t call for a surrender later."

"Also, Director Zheng, I will only deduct the appearance fee for the first match; I will refund the rest to you."

Upon hearing this, Director Zheng also beca a bit anxious. This person was not only of high status himself, but his master was even more prominent, absolutely not soone he could afford to offend. How could he dare to refund the money?

So, he hurriedly approached him, apologizing non-stop and trying to soothe Li Yuanhao.

The others were simply not convinced, still clamoring that even if they lost, they would stand on the stage until the end!

Below the stage, Cui Zhongji was sowhat surprised that his senior brother also surrendered directly but could understand. In his heart, he raised his estimation of Li Ang’s strength a bit more.

At that mont, Li Yuanya’s best friend, seeing her beloved Oppa surrender outright, could fit a whole banana in her wide-open mouth.

"What... what is going on?"

She asked Li Yuanya with a look of amazent on her face.

Li Yuanya, however, as if she had expected it all along, answered:

"It’s because they’ve already fought each other before, and at that ti my brother was badly defeated, so he chose to surrender directly."

Initially, when she heard this news, she was also sowhat incredulous; after all, she was a fan of Li Ang, only because of his good looks and dashing martial arts moves, but when it ca to actual strength, she had never considered Li Ang capable of defeating her brother.

Although her brother had been evasive about the outco of that fight, she, who had known Li Yuanhao since they were kids, knew all too well that his vague answers implied the result. If her brother had managed to gain any advantage at all, he wouldn’t have dodged the issue like this.

Moreover, seeing her brother surrender again today suggested that Li Ang Oppa’s skills might be even higher than she had imagined.

This made her legs so excited that she could hardly keep them together.

If one surrender could still be explained as the Korean martial arts gym having other plans, then two consecutive surrenders, especially from the two strongest competitors, completely baffled the mbers of the Chinese Martial Arts Association.

Even the several coaches who had previously egged on the cheering crowd were now unable to react.

"Was that punch from Li Ang really that intimidating?"

This question inevitably flashed through everyone’s minds.

Chu Yuanfeng lay in a lounge chair specially brought for him, looking at Li Ang’s silhouette on the stage, his teammate who had scared away two Korean professional Taekwondo players, must not be an unknown, either!

Suddenly rembering how he had especially stood up to back up Li Ang in front of a few Arican fighters last ti, Chu Yuanfeng couldn’t help but feel his face redden with embarrassnt. His teammate’s deterrent power was certainly much stronger than his own.

Although everyone present had their own ideas about Li Ang’s strength, in the end, they still hadn’t witnessed a match where Li Ang actually defeated his opponent outright, making it difficult to draw any conclusions.

Finally, the third player from the Korean martial arts gym stepped onto the stage.

With his indignant deanor and the declaration before the match to never surrender, the audience on the spot were energized, eagerly waiting to witness their exciting showdown.