The cheers at the scene suddenly turned into cries of alarm.
Wu Li and Floreson were rolling on the ground once more, locked in ground combat.
Actually, Wu Li was also surprised; he had not held back in his attack just now, yet Floreson seed completely unaffected?
He had watched plenty of Floreson’s matches before and had carefully studied his opponent’s fighting style, but he had not really noticed Floreson’s resistance to hits.
Or rather, the value regarding Floreson’s resistance to hits that Wu Li saw through system detection might not have fully reflected the other’s capability in this aspect since the system only scored based on physical qualities, and a person’s willpower and pain tolerance could not be quantified in the data.
Once again engaged in a ground bout, Floreson, with prior experience, was psychologically prepared for Wu Li’s extre finger strength. Since Wu Li was technically inferior to his opponent, he could not imdiately improve, making it very difficult for him to gain the upper hand. However, with Master Level Eagle Claw Fist, self-protection was not an issue.
Thus, the two once again reached a deadlock. Floreson couldn’t submit Wu Li, and Wu Li couldn’t escape from his grip.
Ding!
Another five minutes had passed, and the second round ended.
The two separated again and returned to their respective corners.
"You did beautifully! Keep fighting like this!" Floreson’s coach shouted excitedly in his ear.
"As long as you dominate on the ground for longer, in the end, the points will be in your favor, and you’ll win!"
Floreson, massaging his temples, nodded determinedly, "Understood!"
...
Third round, the two exchanged blows again.
It was proven that in standing technique, Wu Li had a clear advantage, always finding various ways to strike Floreson.
Soon, Floreson’s mouth, the corners of his eyes, his nose bridge, and eyes... all were bloodied.
He looked ragged, but he never went down.
This is a major difference between a ring match and a real fight: without targeting vital areas, and with the power of strikes reduced by gloves, even if one’s skills were inferior to Wu Li’s, one could persevere with willpower and resistance to hits, thereby finding opportunities for a counterattack.
Floreson was the uncrowned king of UFC’s lightweight division; many believed that with his strength, he was fully deserving of the championship, but for various reasons, it always eluded him. Soone like him, whether it was in skill, experience, or willpower, was among the top-tier of his class!
Bang!
One minute into the exchange, Wu Li was once again taken down to the ground by Floreson seizing an opportunity.
The audience could see that Wu Li could completely suppress his opponent with his standing strikes, but once it went to the ground, it seed like he could do nothing against his opponent, and he was even at a slight disadvantage.
After over three minutes of entanglent, the bell rang once again, and the third round ended.
...
At the side, Wu Li was also breathing heavily. Ground fighting consud much more stamina than standing combat because the muscles were almost always tense, needing to constantly exert force.
Wu Li looked at Floreson across from him, who was breathing even harder than himself. In a war of attrition, he had Endurance Muscle as a passive, which definitely gave him an advantage, yet instinct told Wu Li that with the willpower Floreson had shown, his opponent could surely last until the final second!
...
Below the stage, Li Tongyun watched Wu Li seated at the side, resting, and she slightly furrowed her brows.
For so reason, she always felt that Wu Li today was sowhat different from before.
She had not yet discerned what exactly the difference was, but she just felt that today Wu Li fought in the arena as if he lacked so of his usual imposing presence.
She had watched Wu Li’s previous two matches over and over again through videos, and even through the screen, she could vaguely sense the terrifying aura emanating from Wu Li. Yet today, on site, from such a close distance watching Wu Li’s match, his movents were still very imposing, but Li Tongyun always felt there was sothing missing.
The fourth round started quickly, and Wu Li once again engaged Floreson in battle.
This ti Wu Li was more cautious, preferring to slow down his attacking pace rather than giving Floreson the chance to throw him down.
As a result, this ti the two spent a longer ti in a standing fight than in the previous three rounds. It lasted almost three minutes before Floreson barely seized an opportunity to throw Wu Li down.
Even though Wu Li had beco more vigilant, Floreson’s reaction and speed were not at all inferior to before. Faced with an opponent who would rather take a few extra punches while carefully plotting to grapple you, Wu Li montarily had no good way to avoid it.
If it had been a real fight, Floreson’s approach would cost him his life ten tis over, but this was the ring, so Wu Li once again found himself on the ground, entering ground combat with Floreson.
This ti, Floreson quickly gained the advantage.
With the foundation laid during the first three rounds, he had adapted to Wu Li’s superhuman finger strength, and with his coach’s guidance at the side of the ring, he montarily executed tactics specifically targeting Wu Li.
Through continuous rolling, Wu Li was unable to achieve a position comfortable enough for exerting his strength.
Luckily, there was only a little over a minute left in this round. Floreson’s temporarily devised tactics were not yet flawless, and he couldn’t possibly submit Wu Li in such a short ti.
Ding! The bell for the end of the round sounded.
"Fight like this, pay attention to the position of your elbow when you’re on top..."
Floreson’s coach, holding a notebook in his hands, looked at the temporarily recorded content and kept refining Floreson’s tactics for him.
On the other side, Wu Li was breathing heavily, feeling pressure in the ring for the first ti.
Having fought up to this point, he had no assurance of being able to KO his opponent anymore. Even if he managed to beat Floreson into a sorry state while standing, Floreson always held onto his last line of defense, never giving Wu Li the chance to KO him. Floreson was like an iron-clad warrior, bathed in blood, clearly on the verge of collapse but just refusing to fall!
The fifth round began, and instead of launching an imdiate attack, Wu Li used Bagua’s movent technique to move around the ring.
Li Tongyun sighed from below the stage. Seeing this, she was almost certain that Wu Li’s Fist Intent had a problem.
As a Martial Artist who had also cultivated Fist Intent, she knew that this seemingly elusive concept actually had a significant impact on fighting power.
Fist Intent does not only affect the opponent on the level of aura and spirit—that is only one aspect. On the other hand, Fist Intent is a representation of a Martial Artist’s inner heart; in Xingyi’s Three Harmonies, the most important is the harmony of heart and intent. What one thinks and feels in the heart will directly influence the Martial Artist’s actions.
Li Tongyun had once used a scientific thod to study a Martial Artist’s Fist Intent. Starting from the perspective of human hormones, she discovered that when a Martial Artist’s heart and intent surged, and their Spirit was fully elevated, the secretion of the adrenal gland would increase, thus directly affecting the speed and power of their strikes.
However, what mainly affects a Martial Artist’s strikes is not hormones, but the muscles, sinews, Neural Response, and so forth. These elents combine to form a comprehensive system. Simply put, if the heart and intent are not aligned, this comprehensive system will encounter issues, resulting in a decrease in the quality of the strikes!
Li Tongyun observed that during this match, Wu Li’s condition indicated his heart and intent were misaligned; his fists did not follow his intent.
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