I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 22 The unfinished battle

A familiar energy exploded, and this time the memory was no longer of him practicing alone in an empty space, but fighting with one dark figure after another.

These figures all used the same Eagle Claw Kung Fu, and it ended with various deaths at the beginning, and soon the countless scenes re-lit up.

Lin Xi killed the first, the second, the third... The picture was shattered after the black figure died, until everything returned to darkness.

"Whoo~"

"Suck~"

A familiar breathing sounded in the darkness, and Lin Xi couldn't help but breathe along. The scattered energy in his body began to gather, and bits of light emerged in his body tissues.

"This is the breathing method of Eagle Claw Kung Fu... and it also belongs to my will and my mental power. I see."

He understood everything. The so-called Qi was the combination of condensed strength, the airflow in the body, and the spiritual will. As for how to combine them? The breathing method of Eagle Claw Kung Fu was the trick.

This is also why the Eagle Claw Sect said that if you practice Eagle Claw Kung Fu to a high level, you can become a fighter. They really didn't lie, but the difficulty...

Wanting to complete countless bloody battles and strengthen one's own spiritual will and thus temper one's qi only by relying on the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, which is not considered powerful at all, is like learning elementary school courses and participating in a Nobel-level experiment and expecting to succeed.

There is definitely something crucial missing in it, an important secret that can help ordinary people break through to the level of fighter. Judging from the fact that no one in Eagle Claw has become a fighter for several generations, it is very likely that it has been lost long ago.

“This guy…” The blond man frowned, and the nonchalant look on his face suddenly disappeared. “Is there really such a genius?”

In the fight just now, the guy in front of me was just a small fry, but after a beating, he realized the power of Qi and became a true fighter. Such a genius...

There was murderous intent in his eyes. Since he was no longer a small fry, he would definitely be able to fight him well...

"He... wants to kill me." Lin Xi suddenly opened his eyes, and after condensing his energy, he could sense the expressed will of others.

"Swish!" A claw came from bottom to top, making a sound of tearing the air, and collided with the fist that had just been swung down. Lin Xi slid down the ground and hit the wall with the force of the recoil.

"Ka." The blond man twisted his neck. "Boy. Now you are qualified to know my name."

"Yamazaki--" He rushed over when he was halfway through his words, and kicked out with his foot. The ground made a bang, raising gravel and dust that blocked his vision. Then he suddenly pulled out his left hand, which had been inserted in his pocket all the time, and with a sharp dagger in hand, he crossed a long distance like a meteor chasing the moon and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Ryuuji!"

"Despicable guy!" Lin Xi's pupils shrank. His body was already moving at full strength, but he still couldn't keep up with his opponent's movements. This was the difference in hard power. He had just become a fighter, and was far from being a match for Yamazaki Ryuji, who had already embarked on this path a long time ago. The gap in physical fitness was almost impossible to make up.

Fortunately, after being strengthened, his physical injuries had basically healed, so he managed to avoid the first blow. The blade swept across his chest, and scraps of cloth flew everywhere.

Then came a series of slashes, so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly, and Lin Xi was soon forced into a desperate situation.

“Die!” “Hehehe, hahahahahahaha”

Yamazaki Ryuji had a fanatical and bloodthirsty smile on his face, and a strange laugh came out of his throat almost by force. He thrust the dagger in with his left hand, and there was no trace of rationality on his face.

Lin Xi's pupils dilated. His arms were already used to block the opponent's kick and right fist. There was no way his empty chest could block the knife.

Is the only way to solve it is by gambling?

A light cough came from somewhere, and Yamazaki Ryuji's face, which was full of rage, suddenly froze for a moment, and his moves suddenly became slack.

“Puff~”

Lin Xi just retreated to the wall of another house. He gritted his teeth, turned sideways, and slammed his left elbow hard into the wall. "Boom!" The wall in the distance collapsed suddenly, raising a cloud of dust.

Soon, the dust settled, and Yamazaki Ryuji stood there with a gloomy expression, while Lin Xi, who should have been lying dead or even dead, was nowhere to be seen, leaving only broken bricks and cement blocks on the ground.

"Tick," the blood on the dagger slowly dripped, but he was very clear that a knife that deviated from the original target would not do any harm to Lin Xi. After becoming a fighter, as long as his head was not cut off or his heart was not dug out, as long as he had breath, he could survive, and he could even recover without medicine.

The reason why he was absent-minded for so long just now must be because of the old man from Baidi Temple, but...

Yamazaki Ryuji threw the dagger to the ground, put his left hand back into his pocket, and kept gasping for breath.

He's not trying to show off.

As a street kid in Okinawa, he escaped from the orphanage at the age of 13 and lived in the red-light district next to the U.S. military base, helping soldiers in the base to sell arms for a living. Later, he was taken in by a social group cadre, Sorimachi, and taught him the Noisy Style of Martial Arts.
The young Ryuji Yamazaki also regarded Sorimachi as the only man he recognized and treated him as his own brother. Therefore, he and Sorimachi developed the habit of using any means necessary in battle. During this period, he was not extreme at all and was a very rational and calculating guy.

It was not until he was 20 years old that Sorimachi was betrayed and sacrificed by the organization as a militant cadre. Unable to accept the fact, Yamazaki Ryuji went completely berserk, broke into the organization's lair alone, tortured and killed the leader, and was wanted throughout Japan, so he fled to Hong Kong Island.

From then on, he had been suppressing his madness in his heart. The significance of his left hand came from the fact that Sorimachi had praised his left hand for its terrifying destructive power many times before his death. Therefore, whenever he took out his left hand, he would think of Sorimachi, and thus could not keep a normal mind and release the madness in his heart.

Of course, he remained normal while keeping his left hand in his pocket.

The light cough just now was accompanied by a terrifying murderous aura that almost suffocated him. It pulled him out of his madness in an instant, causing him to fail to kill Lin Xi. He was also shocked by the murderous aura and after a brief loss of consciousness, his opponent had disappeared.

"Baidi Temple..." Yamazaki Ryuji walked out of the yard slowly without stopping. He knew not long after arriving in Hong Kong that there was a very powerful old man in Baidi Temple, but he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated.

"Hehehe, you are really strong."

He ran with a strange smile, in his normal state he was a real egoist, pleasure and making money were more important than anything else. Of course, he also enjoyed fighting, but he definitely didn't like being abused by others.

Seeing that there was no hope, passers-by dispersed. At this time, the alarm sounded. Shortly after the two started fighting, someone called the police.

(End of this chapter)