Having assud his stance in advance, Ren Donglai had adjusted his center of gravity and muscles perfectly, and the tense atmosphere, coupled with the adrenaline rush when his life was threatened, set off a switch in Ma Qing’s movents. Wu Li, like a spring compressed to its limit, exploded in an instant!
With no ti to think it through, Wu Li instinctively stepped forward, raising his hands to accurately block Ma Qing’s wrist that held the knife. Then, with a pressing elbow, Wu unleashed a powerful force that violently dislodged Ma Qing’s right arm.
Tiger Hugging Head!
At the critical mont, Wu Li used this well-practiced technique.
Arms positioned to encircle the head and lift—this was followed by a downward chop. Without any hesitation, Wu Li instinctively delivered a Splitting Fist, striking Ma Qing squarely on the forehead.
Thud! A muffled sound, and Ma Qing stood still as if frozen by an Immobilization Spell, not moving a muscle.
"..."
There was silence for a second because everything had happened too fast.
Ma Qing had suddenly swung his knife; Wu Li counterattacked, blocking Ma Qing’s arm, striking with a palm chop—all within roughly one second.
"Fuck! You dare fight back?"
The surrounding gang mbers imdiately snapped to, and although they didn’t understand why Ma Qing had suddenly frozen, it didn’t prevent them from being furious at Wu Li’s actions.
Two gang mbers, inebriated and flushed with anger, were the first to charge, knives swinging at Wu Li from both sides.
Wu Li’s reactions were still subconscious; he sidestepped to the right, the power beginning in his feet, traveling through his waist and abdon, up his chest to his right shoulder, and finally transmitting to his right elbow.
Swoosh! The air vibrated as Wu Li’s right elbow fiercely struck the other person’s chest.
Bear Form Elbow Strike!
This gang mber felt a sharp pain in his chest and struggled to breathe. However, the assault wasn’t over yet; Wu Li’s right hand followed, forming a claw and pecking toward the other’s eye. With a sickening pop, the gang mber’s right eye imdiately began to bleed profusely.
Eagle Form Eye Pecking!
Swoosh! Slash!
At the sa mont, another gang mber had managed to bring his knife down onto Wu Li’s back.
Wu Li felt a cold sensation on his back but didn’t yet feel the pain. Without any delay, he turned around, pivoted, and lifted his foot. His right foot shot out like a blade, striking.
Thwack! Wu Li’s foot kicked hard against the other’s shin.
The gang mber’s face contorted, his shin feeling as if it had been slashed by a blade, and he involuntarily collapsed forward.
Wu Li followed through by lifting his foot and stomping it directly onto the gang mber’s knee!
Crack! The sound of breaking bones.
The gang mber’s left leg bent at a ninety-degree angle, and he sat down on the ground.
Pssht, Wu Li’s overcoat tore at the right arm, blood seeping out.
Another gang mber had taken the opportunity to slash at his right arm. Fortunately, due to the thick winter clothes, the wound wasn’t deep.
Wu Li turned around and saw another knife raised for him. He suddenly squatted down, curving his body into a tight ball, vanishing from the attacker’s sight.
Monkey Squat!
Wu Li’s right hand shot out with the Drilling Fist, his arm muscles twisting, striking rapidly at the attacker’s lower body.
Monkey Stealing Peach!
Crack! A faint sound of tearing, and the man before Wu Li collapsed, clutching his body.
At the sa ti, the gang mber Wu Li had injured with the Eagle Form Eye Pecking was also laying on the ground, clutching his eye and howling in pain.
Ma Qing, the first to be hit by Wu Li’s Splitting Fist on the forehead, slowly fell to the ground as well.
Four seconds, four n, each with a single strike.
National Martial Arts techniques, striking down foes as if reaping grass!
Screams echoed down the entire street, one person clutching his eye, another his groin, a third with a right leg fracture at ninety degrees, already fainted from pain.
Blood pooled on the ground, and the scent carried by the night wind was particularly pungent, sobering the knife-wielding thugs and filling their gaze towards Wu Li with both fear and surprise.
If Wu Li had been brawling with others and managed to take down four n with great difficulty, these thugs wouldn’t have thought much of it, but Wu Li’s moves just now had been too clean and swift—one after another—and extrely ruthless!
Seeing a few n on the ground with a ninety-degree fractured left leg, covering their eyes, and clutching their groins while howling in pain, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts. Even if they could take down Wu Li tonight, who could guarantee they wouldn’t end up as miserable as those on the ground, or even worse?
Ma Qing, the leader, had already fainted and fallen to the ground. Without anyone giving orders, the rest began to think about retreating.
After the impulse had subsided, everyone began to think about an exit strategy. There was no doubt that things had gotten out of hand today—starting the trouble with knives ant they couldn’t expect anything good from a police station visit.
Moreover, aside from Ma Qing’s few direct subordinates, most of the people were not ntally prepared to fight. They just ca to make up the numbers, to boost the presence; they never thought it would turn out like this. Now with Ma Qing and his close subordinates down, the rest had even less inclination to make a move.
So when soone started to run away first, the others quickly turned to escape, not even daring to get close to Wu Li to take away the few people on the ground.
"Huff! Huff! Huff!"
Seeing the thugs flee, Wu Li finally began to breathe heavily, feeling a burning pain on his back and arms. His earlier sequence of actions had almost been a reflex, and only now did he have ti to think in detail—if these people had continued to attack, he would have fully activated the Master Level Experience Card imdiately. Fortunately, they had retreated.
"Old Wu, are you okay?" Chen Dong was the first to snap out of it. Seeing Wu Li’s back covered in blood, he hurriedly put down Wang Xuecheng and rushed over to support Wu Li.
Wu Li shook his head: "I’m fine, it’s just superficial wounds."
Chen Dong looked at the four people on the ground, "What should we do now?"
Wu Li: "Call the police."
...
Chuhua City, Qingshi district police station.
Hong Wenbo walked into the police station and saw the busy crowd, grabbing soone to ask.
"What happened?"
He had received a call from the chief late at night at ho, telling him to rush to the station, so he had to crawl out of bed and quickly make his way to the Qingshi district police station.
"Hong Team, it’s a big case! Knife-wielding disturbance, four seriously injured! All sent for ergency treatnt, one of them is said to be in critical condition," his subordinate told Hong Wenbo.
Hong Wenbo frowned: "What exactly happened?"
The subordinate pointed in a direction: "There, a student from Beichuan University, really vicious with his punches—one man took down four, you wouldn’t guess he was capable of fighting like that."
Following the direction pointed by his subordinate, Hong Wenbo saw a young man with his right arm wrapped in gauze making a witness statent.
"Wu Li?"
"Hong Team, you know him?" the subordinate asked in surprise.
Hong Wenbo shook his head and walked toward that side.
Originally, when Wu Li had taken down Ma Qing and six others outside the gate of Beichuan University, the police officer leading the team to deal with the situation was Hong Wenbo. He carefully watched a video of Wu Li’s techniques afterwards and recognized that Wu Li was fighting with Xingyi Fist.
Hong Wenbo had previously been a scout soldier and, due to his decent talent, the instructor teaching combat gave him additional training, including so techniques of Xingyi Fist, which is why Hong Wenbo could recognize Wu Li’s martial arts.
After he transferred to the police force, he remained obsessed with martial arts, so he took note of Wu Li, a young man capable of demonstrating such skillful Xingyi, and beca interested in him.
Later, Wu Li was in the news, and after that, he challenged Ren Donglai, participated in the Extre Martial Arts Tournant, and won the championship. Hong Wenbo followed all these events closely, hence he recognized Wu Li at a glance.
"Hong Team."
The police officer making the witness statent for Wu Li greeted him as Hong Wenbo approached.
Hong Wenbo nodded: "I’ll take over."
The officer looked surprised but didn’t ask anything further and stood up to give his place to Hong Wenbo.
Hong Wenbo sat down, observing Wu Li closely across from him, not in a hurry to speak.
He had been a soldier before, then worked as a detective. Usually, when soone is stared at by him like this, even if they are innocent, they would feel uneasy inside, but Wu Li simply maintained a calm composure under his gaze.
"With that kind of ntal quality, no wonder," Hong Wenbo silently praised in his mind.
"We et again," he said to Wu Li.
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