502: Chapter 497: The Battle of the Hungry Wolf 502: Chapter 497: The Battle of the Hungry Wolf “Alas…
it seems that today, too, will end just the same…”
A passerby trudged by Ye Tian, his head hanging in defeat.
Unlike the people in Capital City who harbored cynicism toward the world, the public in the Capital City was filled more with sadness and frustration.
The reason was probably that many had attended the martial arts exchange in person and had felt, from the closest of distances, the prowess of the foreign martial arts team, as well as James’s strength!
With such formidable opponents, who wouldn’t despair?
“Ladies and gentlemen, citizens, the third day of the martial arts exchange between China and the foreign teams will start in an hour.
If you’re interested, you can go and watch the competition at the venue.”
The sound came from a loudspeaker on the street.
“In the first two days of competition, not only did the foreign martial artists injure and kill our Chinese fighters, but they also proclaimed, audaciously, atop the martial stage, calling the Chinese nation ‘the Sick Man of East Asia’, what great humiliation!
Yet, faced with their insults, we could do nothing!
The proud Chinese, to suffer such humiliation!
However, looking across the nation, we can no longer find any noteworthy martial artists.
Even the retired Feng Pinglang has fallen victim to the foreign fighters.
If today’s competition still ends without anyone defeating the foreign martial artists, then these foreigners who insulted China will leave our land triumphantly, leaving us with nothing but endless humiliation.
How can the sons of China bear this?
Let us hope for a miracle to happen!
Let us await the emergence of a Chinese master!”
Even official propaganda couldn’t help but be swayed by emotion, for in the Capital City now, no one touted the line ‘Friendship first, competition second’ anymore.
Being bullied by foreigners to this extent, anyone would find it unbearable!
In everyone’s hearts, there was only one wish: for a master to appear and defeat these detestable foreign devils!
“Sir, are you buying this newspaper or not?
If not, please move along!”
Ye Tian paused in front of a newsstand, picking up a newspaper.
The content was filled with national grudges and hatred.
Ye Tian read silently without a word.
Before he knew it, the impatient newsstand owner had issued him to leave!
Ye Tian gently put down the newspaper and said with a smile, “Boss, I’ll let you in on a little scoop—tomorrow’s newspapers are going to sell like hotcakes!”
After saying this, Ye Tian left.
The newsstand owner watched Ye Tian’s retreating figure in surprise, wondering who on earth this man was…
Looking in the direction where Ye Tian had headed, wasn’t that the venue for this martial arts exchange?
Could it be that he…
At this moment, the third day of the international martial arts exchange had already begun, still broadcast live on television and the internet, yet the number of spectators on-site was fewer than the previous two, likely because the people of the Capital City didn’t want to witness their compatriots killed.
In the previous two days, the foreign martial artists had outshone, casting a chill over the Chinese fighters.
At today’s exchange, martial artists from China had all volunteered and gathered together, issuing a challenge to the foreign fighters who seemed invincible!
“James, I am Gan Tian from the special forces.
I’m going to take your head today!”
A fighter taunted James, but the one who stepped up to fight him wasn’t James himself.
“You’re not worthy to challenge James, you measly jester!”
The foreign fighter was a tall black man, standing imposingly in front of Gan Tian.
“I’ll kill you first!
Then James!”
Underestimated, Gan Tian’s eyes widened with rage as he pounced towards the black man.
The Qin Enemy Fist technique he employed was simple and unadorned, but highly practical.
As a special forces soldier, Gan Tian had mastered the Qin Enemy Fist to its limits!
However, after several fierce attacks, he still failed to touch the black man, who dissipated every assault effortlessly.
“Hahahaha…
Don’t think it’s only James who can fight!
Every martial artist in our team is an elite from around the world, and Carlos, this Brazilian, is not one to be trifled with!”
In the foreign fighters’ resting area, Roger chuckled coldly.
Roger knew very well that with the death of a master from the Huashan Sect at James’s hands the day before, China’s masters were now extinct.
Those who came forward to challenge today weren’t from the organized elite of China but rather incensed fighters who had spontaneously shown up.
These men were unorganized and undisciplined, but most importantly, they lacked strength; they were fueled by anger to challenge the foreign fighting team—their defeat was all too easy!
“Bang!”
As Roger laughed coldly, Carlos had already landed a fierce punch in Gan Tian’s stomach, creating a gaping hole, his power exploding upon impact!
Gan Tian only realized upon his dying breath that he had faced a jiu-jitsu master…
“Who else will come up?”
Carlos asked coldly, surveying all the Chinese martial artists who had come to challenge.
These fighters had come on a whim, hoping perhaps to get lucky and kill James on the martial stage…
But if they couldn’t even face James and were instead killed by this jiu-jitsu master, wasn’t it too unworthy a death?
Therefore, the Chinese martial artists in the audience shrank back, not daring to step forward to challenge Carlos!
“Could it be that in all of Great China, there really is not a single person who can fight?”
The host shouted loudly, but it was useless; still, no one dared to go up on the stage.
The audience on site, in front of the TV sets, and on the computer all let out cries of despair!
Everyone had hoped that on the third day of the arena competition, a miracle would occur, but why, after just the result of one contest, did no one dare to challenge these foreigners anymore?
“The heavens are abandoning our Great China!”
“Oh heaven, please save our country!”
Some were in pain, some mourned, some prayed…
The proud descendants of the Yan and Huang emperors were actually driven to such a state by foreigners!
The venue was dead silent.
According to the rules, if no one came forward to challenge Carlos within ten minutes after his victory, it would be considered a forfeiture by the Chinese side, resulting in a victory for the foreigners without a fight!
Could it be that this time, these foreigners would proudly leave, casting a great humiliation upon the whole of China?
Could it be that this was a sign of the heavens’ abandonment of China?
At this moment, all Chinese people had only one feeling, which was deep sorrow.
Sorrow for the disgrace of the nation, sorrow for the misfortune in martial prowess…
“Swoosh!”
Just as the ten-minute deadline was about to run out, one person leaped onto the martial stage, a person whose stance was no less imposing than that of Carlos.
Upon entering the stage, this person announced his name!
“I am the Starving Wolf!
This time, I’ve come to deal with you pack of foreign devils!”
The Starving Wolf had come on an airplane.
After arriving at the Capital City, he didn’t immediately go to the venue of the martial arts exchange but instead found a place to sit quietly, readying the power he had just begun to grasp.
The Starving Wolf had already memorized the Internal Cultivation Methods imparted by Ye Tian.
However, enhancing one’s Inner Strength was not something that could be achieved overnight…
“Here comes another one to die!”
Carlos sneered and swiftly closed in.
What he used was authentic Brazilian jiu-jitsu, his entire body undulating like a snake, eluding capture.
Jiu-jitsu is the bane of martial artists with rigid physique.
For example, Gan Tian, the special forces soldier who practiced Qin Enemy Fist, fell victim earlier.
And The Starving Wolf’s approach to attack was also predominantly aggressive until he learned from Ye Tian how to utilize Inner Strength, which then initiated the internal and external cultivation of his martial arts.
However, this was the first time the Starving Wolf had faced off against a jiu-jitsu expert…
Carlos’s boxing style was very tricky.
One punch aimed at the Starving Wolf’s face made him raise his hand to block, but Carlos’s fist took a turn and plunged towards the Starving Wolf’s back head.
“Bang!”
The Starving Wolf took a solid blow, immediately feeling dizzy.
“Hehe, another one bites the dust!”
Below the stage, the foreign martial artists sneered.
Being struck by Carlos’s soft fist at the back of the head meant no chance of survival.
But the Starving Wolf was only a bit dizzy and didn’t fall to the ground.
“Eh?”
Carlos was also surprised.
The previous special forces expert had also died after being struck by his soft fist to the back of the head, but this Starving Wolf in front of him seemed to be remarkably resilient?
“…”
The Starving Wolf himself was somewhat astonished.
Ever since he started learning Inner Strength from Ye Tian, his abilities had improved significantly, but he hadn’t clashed with a true expert, so he didn’t know to what extent he had reached.
This time, facing Carlos and taking a hit to the back head, the old Starving Wolf would probably not survive or would be left with half a life, but the Starving Wolf didn’t fall.
Although his head was somewhat painful, he was able to fight again.
Could this be the power of the Returning to the Origin technique?
With this realization, the Starving Wolf became excited.
He summoned all his Inner Strength, facing the Brazilian jiu-jitsu expert with a daunting demeanor.
Carlos’s mouth curled up slightly, not expecting the man in front of him to be so capable of fighting.
If that was the case, then he’d let him taste the power of Brazilian jiu-jitsu!
“Die!”
Carlos shouted and rushed to the Starving Wolf’s side.
Prepared this time, the Starving Wolf stepped back, then with a flick of his toe, he kicked directly at Carlos’s brow.
Carlos’s body shifted to the side with an irregular but effective movement, reaching the Starving Wolf’s side once again.
Such unorthodox movements could likely only be performed by jiu-jitsu experts.
As the opponent closed in, the Starving Wolf didn’t dare to be careless and launched a powerful palm strike at Carlos’s shoulder.
Carlos dipped his shoulder to dodge the Starving Wolf’s ferocious blow, then twisted his body once more, winding up behind the Starving Wolf like a serpent.
A jiu-jitsu expert’s body can become as supple as a snake, and Carlos, as a leading figure in jiu-jitsu, naturally excelled in this.
One could see Carlos’s hands, like ropes, wrapping around the Starving Wolf’s wrists, his palms even reaching up to grip the Starving Wolf’s neck!