I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 91: Despicable Mediocrity

After two almost identical rising dragon punches, Ken flew backwards and fell unconscious, while Long, with a bleeding head, was the last one standing.

The debate over who is more powerful, the red or the white person, in the previous Street Fighter game has come to an end.

Amid the cheers, Long didn't seem to feel any joy, excitement or other emotions. He just stood there calmly with a dazed look in his eyes.

The recognition from his peers did not have any impact on his strong heart, but instead made him feel at a loss.

Is this the only victory that everyone is chasing with their lives?
Yes, that's victory.

Looking at Long's strange state, Lin Xi knew that this genius who had just debuted had begun to think about life again. He responded silently in his heart.

Chasing victory, enjoying the short-lived pleasure and huge emptiness after winning, or gritting your teeth and practicing hard after failure, striving to win it back one day, and then falling into an endless cycle.

This is the fate of fighters, and also the endless hell.

Of course, for most fighters, it is meaningless to talk about it, because they are in the climbing stage all their lives, and only the truly strong ones will consider what happens after the victory.

Lin Xi could understand some of Long's thoughts as a genius, but that didn't mean he could empathize with him.

Long loves fighting and pursuing the strongest, but victory is just a process for him, or a sign that proves that he is getting stronger. He can even give up victory and just treat fighting as a hobby without seeking other meanings attached to it. Therefore, it seems particularly pure and he cannot understand what others put into it.

Lin Xi, however, is a vulgar man. He also loves fighting, but he is also pleased with the recognition and admiration of his peers. He enjoys defeating others to satisfy his instinctive desires. He loves fame and fortune, so naturally he is not so pure. This is the biggest difference between him and Long.

As for thoughts like "it's lonely at the top", those are things he needs to consider after becoming the King of Fighters. It would be a bit too much to feel melancholy now. Moreover, as a time traveler, he is very clear about the various powerful people in the world and the upper limit of the level of destroying planets. His goal has always been clear.

He is not a seeker.

He knows this very well in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't be so obsessed with overtaking others and practicing magic, nor would he rely on the golden finger to become stronger, and even more so wouldn't participate in any fighting competition. He is very clear about the reality. To put it bluntly, if he didn't have the plug-in, grass would have grown on his grave by now. Why bother to be a whore and build a memorial arch for himself?

If he had accidentally survived from Hong Kong Island, he would probably have learned some basic martial arts and lived peacefully with the foresight of a time traveler.

Lin Xi thought calmly, chatting with Vanessa about the unexpected things in this fight.

After Long and Ken left the stage, they left the venue early and found a secluded place to sharpen their weapons. Tomorrow might be his last battle in the Street Fighter tournament. Putting aside the "if" things that might happen, all he wanted to do now was to win as much as possible.

After the previous fight with Atton, he barely managed to fill up his almost full energy bar and collected a green energy bean. Time was running out and the gains from the last electrotherapy had not been fully digested. There was no need to waste an energy bean on another electrotherapy. It would be better for him to consolidate his basics and ensure his physical condition in preparation for the most crucial fight.
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The next day, at the Street Fighter competition.

Yuan had his hands behind his waist. He was not tall, and his dark purple Tang suit concealed his strong muscles. He looked at his opponent with a cold expression.

Lin Xi stared at the old man in front of him, countless thoughts echoing in his mind.

If he no longer needed to risk his life for his future, why was he standing here, fighting against an opponent he had absolutely no chance of defeating?
Are you being abused?
Does it make sense?

With all the thoughts tangled up in my mind, all the sounds began to sound empty.

"Swish~" The air was pierced and squeezed by the palm, making a shrill scream.

"Boom~" Lin Xi's body flew up, and he suddenly realized that the game had already begun.

Under the dull combo, he was thrown around like a rag doll, and the severe pain in his body made him completely sober. He stumbled and raised his arms to defend against the next attack. His lips trembled, but he said nothing.

Yes, he is no longer the man who had nothing in Hong Kong Island. As power came to his hands easily, he began to look forward to the future. The bond with Vanessa even tore a crack in the cold shell that wrapped his heart.

"You've become weaker." Yuan looked at Lin Xi, who was half-crouching with her arms protecting her upper limbs, with an inexplicable look. "You are fulfilling your talent, but your heart is getting weaker and weaker."

"You are weak and your control over your body is slipping..."

Disappointed? It's hard to say. For him, more than seventy years is enough for him to see too many geniuses rise and fall. There is no way to talk about anger. Even if the other party keeps the two-year appointment, what's the point? He never expected it.

"Whoo~"

The smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger between Lin Xi's breaths. Even though the opponent had stopped attacking him, he was injured enough that it didn't matter if he lost.

For a despicable mediocre person, it doesn’t matter even if he loses...right.

But for some reason, the thought of Atun, who had been struggling under his command that day but had charged forward again and again, came to his mind.

[The feeling of Qi——]

Yuan's eyes changed slightly, [It's different.]

Even if it's an opponent I can't defeat... I don't want to lose in my heart.

Lin Xi raised his head suddenly, and the energy that had been stored in his body when he was hit burst out. He kicked downward, sideways, and forward, performing three moves in succession. He then distanced himself and got into a new stance.

"A little bit, it looks a little bit like that." Yuan put down his defensive arms and showed some interest.

Then, the official fight -

Lin Xi had no distractions at this moment. He took the initiative to attack and fight, like a moth to a flame. He used his fists, skills, and qi... In all dimensions, he was defeated miserably.

What is the difference between him now and Iger who was previously despised by the audience?

In the audience, Vanessa took a deep breath as she watched Lin Xi being knocked down easily. This was fighting. Strong and weak were always relative. Even the man who smiled and said he wanted to be the king of fighting was destined to fall at the feet of a stronger person.

She wanted to tell him loudly not to insist, that it was meaningless, but she couldn't say it no matter what.

When she was in Vietnam, she had already seen through the other person's true nature, a nature that would never change, yet she loved it deeply.

This is a beast that is eager for victory and extremely stubborn.

There will be another update in the evening, and most likely two updates.

These past few nights I have been staying up late playing games until 2 or 3 in the morning. Oh, I am so lazy, so lazy…

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(End of this chapter)