Chinese Martial Arts: My Super Beast Clone

too fast!

Everyone present, including Huo Zhenshan and his disciples who were at the Ming Jin stage, was astonished by the speed Lin Hai had unleashed.

Before Takeda Yu could even react, Lin Hai's fist, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, slammed into his face.

Takeda Yu instinctively raised his arms to block.

"Bang!"

Lin Hai's 1,500-pound punch landed squarely on Takeda Yu's spring steel frame.

Takeda Yu's massive body shuddered violently, and he was actually forced to take three steps back by Lin Hai's punch!

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

Lu Zhengchuan stopped the brass pipe in his hand at his lips, Huo Zhenshan's eyes widened, and Fujii Seiichi's face twitched.

No one expected that this young man, who claimed to have only practiced martial arts for two months, would be able to knock back Takeda Yu with a single punch in a head-on collision!

Lin Hai struck successfully, giving Takeda no chance to catch his breath or gather momentum.

He pressed forward relentlessly, launching a fierce attack, unleashing a torrent of Tiger-Taming Fist techniques.

He pushed off the ground with his feet, the force traveled through his knees and hips, and his waist and back generated power that flowed to his arms. Each punch whistled through the air and landed solidly on Takeda Yu's body.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dense sounds blended together.

The spring steel frame that Takeda Yu relied on was actually creaking under the brunt of Lin Hai's violent attack.

He tried to retaliate, but he couldn't gain any advantage in exchanging blows with Lin Hai. Instead, he was pinned down by Lin Hai's punches. He tried to build up momentum, but Lin Hai's punches were too fast and too heavy. Each punch disrupted the compression process of his muscles and bones.

Completely suppressed!

"You little devils, watch me tear your junk apart!"

Lin Hai shouted, clenching his right fist tightly, concentrating all his strength into one point, and the veins on his entire arm bulged out.

"Bang!"

The punch landed hard on Takeda Yu's arm joint.

With a piercing metallic crack, Takeda Yu's modified right arm was bent in half by Lin Hai's punch, the broken spring steel piercing through the flesh and exposed to the air.

Then, Lin Hai kicked out with a heavy kick, hitting Takeda Yu's knee squarely and dislocating the steel joint inside.

Takeda Yu let out a scream, his body could no longer support him, and he collapsed heavily to his knees.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared at Lin Hai standing in the center of the field, their minds blank.

After two months of martial arts training, he defeated the Japanese cyborg on the spot.

At the edge of the courtyard, Huo Zhenshan of the Jingwu Association watched the scene unfold and couldn't help but nod in approval.

He turned his head and whispered to the Jingwu Association disciples behind him, "This kid is very smart."

"Senior Brother Huo, I think he just relies on his strength, he fights hard and wins by sheer brute force," a disciple said, puzzled.

"You're looking too shallowly," Huo Zhenshan said, pointing at Takeda Yu in the arena. "The Japanese rely entirely on the compression and build-up of spring steel frames in their weapon modifications. This kid not only has incredible strength, but also sharp eyesight. He came out with a continuous barrage of fast attacks, each punch hitting the opponent's key points. Takeda had no chance to compress and unleash his weapon's power; he was completely destroyed by Huo's fast and heavy punches. This battle was fought with brains."

After saying that, Huo Zhenshan sighed, "With the same level of cultivation, I might not be able to fight better than him."

The disciples of Fuhu Martial Arts School only then seemed to wake from a dream, and burst into thunderous cheers.

Lin Hai showed no sign of stopping.

According to the rules of the arena, once the opponent admits defeat, the fighter cannot kill them.

But having witnessed the tragic deaths of his two senior brothers today, he not only wants to show his prowess, but also wants to take this Japanese man's life to avenge his two senior brothers who were just beaten to death.

Takeda Yu's face contorted in pain. He forced his mouth open, making muffled sounds.

Is he going to admit defeat?

Lin Hai didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence.

He stomped his right foot on the ground, using the momentum to propel himself forward, and delivered a powerful front kick straight for Takeda Yu's chin.

That kick was both fast and powerful.

The sole of the shoe slammed solidly into Takeda Yu's chin. The sound of bones cracking rang out, and Takeda Yu's words were kicked back into his stomach before he could even utter them, along with several bloody teeth flying out.

Takeda Yu tilted his head back.

Lin Hai lunged forward, his hands forming fists, and slammed down from above.

He punched Takeda Yu in the face, smashing his nose bridge.

The second punch caused his cheekbone to collapse.

The third punch, the fourth punch...

Lin Hai's fists rained down on Takeda Yu's already distorted face, one after another. Each punch was a burst of full force, and with each blow, Takeda Yu's body would convulse violently.

Lin Hai only withdrew his fist and slowly stood up after Takeda Yu's head was mangled and his body was completely paralyzed on the ground, lifeless.

The courtyard was deathly silent.

The disciples of Fuhu Martial Arts School, who had been cheering just moments before, were now completely stunned by Lin Hai's fierce fighting style.

Lin Hai straightened up and shook the blood off the back of his hand.

He turned to look at Fujii Seiichi, who was standing not far away.

"Mr. Fujii, your colleague was unskilled and was accidentally killed by me," Lin Hai said to Fujii Seiichi. "Please accept my condolences."

Fujii Seiichi's face turned ashen.

He stared at Takeda Yu's unrecognizable corpse, his eyelids twitching twice. Takeda Yu was one of his most successfully modified warriors; almost no one in the Strength Training Realm could defeat him. Yet today, he had been defeated by a young man who claimed to have only been practicing martial arts for two months.

He stared at Lin Hai for a while.

"Fuhu Martial Arts School is indeed a place where hidden talents reside." Fujii Seiichi waved his hand.

Two Japanese ronin strode onto the field, silently dragged Takeda Yu's body away, and retreated.

Seiichi Fujii turned his head to look behind him.

"Chiyo, go and ask him for his expert advice."

As he finished speaking, a woman stepped out from the Black Dragon Society's ranks.

The woman was wearing a pink cherry blossom kimono with a wide black belt around her waist, and her face was quite pretty. But no one's gaze lingered on her face... because her legs were just too long.

The two legs peeking out from under the hem of the kimono were disproportionately large, far exceeding the range of normal human proportions. The calves were elongated to an almost deformed length, and from the knees down, the outline of the legs didn't resemble the curves of flesh, but rather two meticulously honed...blades.

She walked to the center of the field in her wooden clogs, which made a crisp clattering sound on the ground.

Then she reached out and slightly lifted her kimono. Her legs were completely exposed to everyone's view, and it could be seen that her legs from the knees down had been transformed into two slightly bent, knife-like feet.

The blade was extremely sharp, reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.

Then, she kicked off her wooden clogs and stood on the bluestone slab with her bare feet.