I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 82 Victory
Suppression, suppression, suppression.

Lin Xi's chaotic thoughts were filled with these two words. It was nonsense for him to think about any game now. Only continuous attack would give him hope of victory.

However, even though he had performed exceptionally well, he still couldn't overwhelm Long in one breath. This true protagonist was very resilient. Even though he was stunned for a moment by the attached Qi, he quickly adapted. If he couldn't defend against the same amount of Qi, he would use more Qi to forcibly block it. If he couldn't defend against it, he would rely on his strong body to take the damage.

Although the balance has tilted, it is still far from the point where the final word can be drawn. Victory seems to be in sight, but the actual stalemate will last at least a few minutes. Lin Xi has no time and can only urge his body to speed up the attacking rhythm. He cannot completely conceal his anxiety.

However, the opponent was too steady. This anxious mentality gradually made his attack more and more impetuous. The flaws became more and more obvious because of his already aggressive moves. It was easy to guess that the current situation could not last. Once it came to the last moment, it would probably turn into a one-shot decision.

Long keenly noticed this and secretly accumulated strength while defending. He would rather take more damage in order to conserve enough energy to fight back.

【damn it……】

Lin Xi's confused consciousness had already guessed this would happen. Originally, the awakening of the snake's blood should have given him more power, but unfortunately he rejected the snake's gift. Even though he couldn't influence the real will of the earth in the seal, he could still easily make the snake's blood in his body unable to function.

He couldn't take advantage of the absolute strength, and it seemed fair to decide the outcome with one move in the stalemate, but after his energy beans were released, it was questionable whether he would have the strength to stand up, let alone finish the battle...

Finally, the last moment came. Lin Xi looked unharmed and still as crazy as ever, but Long was covered with bruises. His upper body clothes were completely torn, and his arms, back, and cheeks were covered with bloodstains. His expression was still firm, and his eyes were calm, as if he was not too obsessed with winning or losing.

[Special move: Split into pieces]

Lin Xi took the first step. Unlike normal, he did not chop from top to bottom, but lifted up from bottom to top. After the seven stars behind him bloomed, a layer of electric sparks covered the dark air blade, and it passed through a distance of several meters with a crackling sound.

"Gas-consuming roots!"

The forbidden Rising Dragon Fist in the Hadouken was also blasted out brazenly, and the energy gushing out of the whole body broke through the air blade with an unstoppable fist.

"Bang!" Lin Xi's energy was completely used up, and he was just standing there in a daze. The rising dragon fist rubbed against his abdomen and chest, causing serious lacerations. He was hit in the chin and flew backwards. Several teeth flew in the air along with saliva and blood.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the sun shone on the fighting arena again. The audience seats were silent, and everyone was waiting for the end.

"Hu~Hu~Hu~" Long gasped heavily, his bulging muscles floating up and down.

"Puff!" Suddenly, an X-shaped blood flower burst out on his chest. Two deep cross scars appeared on his pectoral muscles, and you could almost see the bones. Shaking, he fell to one knee on the ground. No matter how strong his basic skills and body were, he was just a 23-year-old young man who had just started out. It was a natural talent that he still had the strength to stay awake after the bloody battle.

"Swish"

As the breeze blew and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Xi, who had become a bloody man and looked even more miserable, slowly stood up, staggered, opened his eyes with only the whites of his eyes, clenched his hands together with trembling hands, and took a stance.

【Really...】

Long looked at Lin Xi, smiled silently, then raised his head and fell to the ground, gazing at the blue sky and the dazzling sun after the dark clouds dispersed, his emotions churning in his heart.

He is a very pure person. He became a fighter just to see the scenery that stronger people can see, not because of the desire to win or lose. He participated in the Street Fighter competition because his fellow apprentice and friend Ken accidentally said jokingly, "Who will get the reputation of a fighter first? Let's see." After that, he won the invitation letter and came to Chiang Mai. However, the more opponents he met, the more confused he became. He naturally didn't care about winning or losing, so he couldn't understand why many fighters would show unwillingness and anger after losing to him.

Aren’t we all working hard to become stronger?
Why do you feel so angry because of a temporary failure?

Incomprehensible.

But in today's fight, he suddenly felt the opponent's persistence, the determination to die in the fighting field, the desire for victory, the unconsciousness and physical weakness, but the indomitable spirit to stand up again driven by instinct.

[Lin Xi, right...]

Long raised his hand with a thumb up, and said cheerfully in his heart:
[I recognize you, a great fighter. 】

After saying this, he fell down with his arms weakly, no longer resisting the sleepiness and fatigue of his body, and fell asleep naturally. Faintly, he seemed to be able to hear the host shouting:

"The winner is Lin Xi!!!"

Even though he acknowledged and understood, he still believed that there were many things more important than victory.
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in the audience.

"A soft-hearted fool." Yuan snorted coldly, ignoring the cheers from the audience for his chosen successor, and stood up and walked out of the venue.

In his opinion, Long, who did not have enough desire to win and had strange ideas, was a fool. The disciple who did not care about himself at all and risked his life for an unnecessary victory was the stupidest of all fools.

Li followed behind and kept chattering: "Don't be like this, old friend, after all, the guy you liked won..."

Yuan quickened his pace, and with his back to the crowd, a look of relief suddenly appeared on his face.

It's stupid, so what can be done about it, since this is the person he chose.

After the two left, the red-haired man sitting diagonally opposite them disappeared from his seat at some point.

The ambulance drove in and the medical staff got out with a stretcher. Long had already fallen asleep and was of course very cooperative. When the medical staff came near Lin Xi, they found that he had been unconscious for a long time. He should not have any reaction after posing in a posture, but he still tried to attack the approaching medical staff. Then he was easily subdued by ordinary people and put into the car.

In the carriage, the doctor was examining two patients. The wound of Long, who was lying and sleeping soundly, had begun to heal after a simple bandage.

Lin Xi, who was lying next to him, finally calmed down his breathing. After the masked doctor confirmed that his life was not in danger, he glanced at his superior sitting next to him, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Inside the car, the woman who had been sitting there took off her mask, revealing Han Zhuli's evil face.

The protagonist gradually changed from someone who could easily admit defeat to someone who would rather die than die on the road to victory...

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