Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted.

"I'll kill you!!"

As he spoke, Wu Lei'an's head slammed down like a heavy hammer, his hard forehead hurtling towards Yuan Chen's nose, the most vulnerable part of his face, like a meteor.

Yuan Chen, however, did not back down at all. He simply raised his head and, amidst the instinctive avoidance of the gazes of Sakura Hibiki and the others, returned the blow with a headbutt.

bump!

With a ringing sound like a striking bell, the two of them leaned back and stumbled backward almost simultaneously.

With a firm footing, Yuan Chen quickly regained his balance. The flesh on his forehead was crushed into a paste-like substance by the impact, adhering to his red-painted skull. Blood flowed freely, but Yuan Chen showed no sign of backing down.

Sensing a crisis, life energy begins to activate at an astonishing speed without any active prompting.

Before the astonished eyes of the Wu clan members, Yuan Chen's forehead had stopped bleeding in an instant, leaving only scabs resembling scars adhering to his face and the area around the wound, like some kind of red battle pattern.

"Great, let's do it again!"

Upon seeing that Yuan Chen was completely unaffected, Wu Lei'an, who had already been freed, was slightly taken aback, then revealed an excited smile: "Good! It was definitely the right decision to send me to kill you!!!"

As he spoke, Wu Lei'an, like an awakened demon, walked toward Yuan Chen.

Looking at Wu Lei'an, who suddenly appeared like a demon, Uehara Ayaka and the others covered their mouths in surprise, as if they had seen something incredible.

In contrast, Chun-Li nodded thoughtfully.

"Is this the liberation of the Wu clan? So this is what it looks like..."

Although Chun-Li had met Wu Garuda and others back in Hong Kong, she did not actually see Wu Garuda and Wu Fengshui perform liberation. She only knew that the Wu clan had developed such a special physique for their family through thousands of years of genetic modification and selection.

And now it seems that its reputation is indeed well-deserved.

Before this, he was clearly inferior to Achen in terms of strength, endurance, and resilience.

But after being stimulated, Wu Lei'an's various physiological abilities almost immediately caught up with Achen's.

Especially after the warm-up, in some aspects, he even seems to be a bit better than A-Chen?

"Human muscle potential far exceeds daily needs. To prevent self-destructive injuries such as bone fractures and tendon tears caused by excessive muscle contraction, the brain instinctively limits the available strength to about 30%."

Hearing Chunli's words, Wu Fengshui, who had come over, also explained with embarrassment that he had brought his family to fight: "The so-called liberation is to break the shackles and restrictions on the human body itself."

"But simply removing the shackles wouldn't be enough, would it?"

Hearing Wu Fengshui's explanation, the enthusiastic passerby, Baki, couldn't help but join in the discussion, eagerly adding:

"After all, if it's just about unlocking the limitations of the human body, it could be easily done through hypnosis, illusions, dangerous environments, or even just imagination, just like the superhuman strength that people unleash in a crisis!"

Upon hearing Baki's words, Wu Fengshui was initially confused, thinking that he was someone's friend. However, a quick glance at their expressions revealed that everyone was clearly seeing this young man for the first time.

On the contrary, Wu Horio, as an elder, had a thought flash across his face after seeing Baki, and when Wu Fengshui was about to speak, he reached out to signal him not to worry about it.

Baki, who was always friendly, never looked at Chun-Li and the others. His eyes were fixed on Yuan Chen and Wu Lei'an, who were fighting fiercely and violently at an astonishing speed. His whole body was filled with excitement and a desire to join in.

As he watched, Baki couldn't help but say:

"The core difficulty of this liberation lies in the fact that ordinary people simply cannot withstand this 100% power output! Only through continuous training, combined with selective reproduction and genetic modification, can a strong physique capable of withstanding this power be cultivated!"

"And that guy, his whole body exudes the scent of life... Ugh! Damn it... Why didn't I encounter such an opponent sooner?!"

Clenching his fists, this curly-haired youth, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, was acting like a mischievous child, his entire attention drawn to the brawl in front of him. Judging from his appearance, he was clearly feeling resentful for not being able to participate.

Seeing the bloodthirsty audience member suddenly appear and start commentating on his own, with an eager expression on his face as if he wanted to join in immediately, Chun-Li looked confused.

When I was a child, living with Grandpa Yuan, wasn't Hong Kong a place of fierce competition? I don't remember it being this chaotic.

Nonsense, who would go crazy in front of Yuan Wudi for no reason?

Before Chun-Li could think any further, the three little Huang-Ying children, along with the Wu clan and the curly-haired passerby who appeared out of nowhere, exclaimed in surprise.

Looking up, with the start of the liberation, the two who had separated their fighting forces after a headbutt exchange had begun a new round of combat.

This time, however, it wasn't as simple as before, where the two of them walked forward together.

With liberation, Wu Lei'an's fighting spirit and killing intent surged uncontrollably. With the eruption of power, he almost turned into a scarlet afterimage, rushing straight towards Yuan Chen at a speed that was even imperceptible to the naked eye.

No skill is needed, only absolute talent; absolute brute force and speed are enough to crush everything!

but……

"Is that all?"

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I stayed up a bit late yesterday, so I'll take a break around midnight to adjust my sleep schedule.

Volume 1: Chapter 72 - No Style, Star-Strike

"Is that all?"

Looking at Wu Lei'an charging towards him, Yuan Chen felt no fear despite his astonishing speed, and his voice showed little concern. Instead, he directly provoked Wu Lei'an, saying:

"Don't let my expectations be in vain!!"

The moment the words fell, it was as if a white light struck Wu Lei'an's charging back—no, not light, but Yuan Chen's elbow strike.

Elbows are arguably the most obvious dividing line between classic Muay Thai and modern Muay Thai. Compared to modern Muay Thai, which is often referred to as "kickboxing," classic Muay Thai places an unparalleled emphasis on elbow strikes.

Its five basic elbow techniques are designated as mother techniques, serving as the foundation for all advanced moves. Muay Thai is known as the "Eight-Arm Boxing," and the elbow is undoubtedly the sharpest and most recognizable weapon in this system.

Now, the lightning-fast elbow strike landed squarely on his shoulder blade. Even though he was in a state of liberation and the pain throughout his body had been greatly reduced due to the surge of adrenaline, Wu Lei'an still felt an astonishing pain.

But what Wu Lei'an found even more unbelievable than the pain was Yuan Chen's attack and reaction.

Even though I've fully unleashed my power, this guy can still keep up with my speed and even intercept me before I can attack!

In other words, even with his physical talents and abilities fully unleashed, he couldn't overpower this person with brute force.

Do we need to use technology? Do we need to use technology?!

Wu Lei'an almost instinctively narrowed his eyes, but then, out of the corner of his eye, he sensed Yuan Chen's gaze.

Intense, dazzling, filled with undisguised madness and frenzy, a frenzied will forming a tsunami of domineering thoughts surging wildly.

Then, Wu Lei'an sensed it, sensed the madness that remained within that domineering thought.

He wants to humiliate himself—his will is to crush his own will!

He will use violence to force himself to compromise, abandon the madness of a modern martial artist, and force himself to use the techniques passed down in his family. Then, he will use all his strength to completely defeat himself with pure violence!

Completely crush them with brute force and the will of the martial artist!

Perhaps this is the essence of a martial artist? No superfluous words are needed; a single glance is enough to convey their will.

Damn it... I've really been looked down upon.

Instantly understanding Yuan Chen's meaning, Wu Lei'an's face, already contorted from the elbow strike, grew even more gloomy.

Then, to the astonishment of Wu Hori and the others, Wu Lei'an, who had already released all his potential through liberation, suddenly unleashed another layer of blood energy on top of his original level.

Completely losing the will to use technology, the arrogance in Wu Lei'an's eyes almost turned into flames that devoured his soul.

"Damn it! I'm the one who wanted to humiliate you!!!"

Then, abandoning technique, Wu Lei'an actually took the elbow strike head-on under Yuan Chen's excited gaze. He then ignored the intense pain from the fractured scapula and forcefully raised his fist to strike Yuan Chen's ribs.

Despite the agonizing cracking sound from his ribs, Yuan Chen, overwhelmed by pain, did not back down. Instead, he felt joy at Wu Lei'an's mastery of his intentions and the breakthrough his body had made.

"You little fry, you really delight me!!"

Without pausing or catching their breath, Yuan Chen unleashed his right fist, and Wu Lei'an met it with a sinister punch. The two fists collided in mid-air, the joints colliding with a dull thud that echoed around the iron fists, and the explosive shockwave blew the dust off the ground in a ring.

"I want to! I want it too!!"

Seeing this, Baki could no longer restrain himself. He hurriedly took off his clothes and wobbled on one leg towards the two locked in a fierce exchange of blows. But just as he ripped his clothes off, the uncle and nephew, Gohori Osamu and Gohori Susumu, helplessly grabbed him, saying with a hint of exasperation:

"As a fighter, shouldn't I be mindful of interfering in other men's battles where they're making a decision?"

They have discovered that, along with this battle, that brat Wu Lei'an seems to have entered a new realm and state.

From both a moral and logical standpoint, as members of the same clan, they had no reason to allow others to intervene at will and disrupt this wonderful state that a martial artist could only experience once in his life.

"I know!" Baki understood, and burst into tears.

It's like someone who has been starving for a long time finally seeing the delicacy they've been dreaming of, but not being entitled to enjoy it.

"But when it comes to sticking to one's resolve... I can do that too!!"

Ignoring Baki, who was crying and screaming, Yuan Chen and Wu Lei'an, who were in the spotlight, abandoned all their techniques—or rather, carried out all their intentions.

The fist slammed down, followed by Yuan Chen's right knee striking upwards, and Wu Lei'an's left knee met it with a thud, the kneecaps colliding and producing a dull sound like two rocks crashing together.

The knee strike is followed by the elbow strike.

It was as if their movements were a complete copy; neither of them made any unnecessary movements, nor did they show any intention to dodge, deflect force, or exploit any openings. They simply used almost identical movements to purely compete in who could unleash more brute force under such pressure!

Yuan Chen swept his right elbow horizontally, and Wu Lei'an met it with his right elbow. Forearms collided, and at the moment of impact, flesh and skin exploded, blood splattered, mixed together in the air, and splashed onto the damp grass in the park!

This time, however, the two did not separate as before. Instead, they were like two bulls locked together, all their strength compressed onto the already torn and bloody arm.

With the application of strength and willpower, Wu Lei'an's body surface continuously revealed larger blood vessels and supported more solid muscles.

"I'll kill you!"

Wu Lei'an roared, veins bulging on his forehead. Then, the two of them simultaneously withdrew their arms and raised their right legs like steel whips, sweeping towards each other's ribs. But with almost identical movements, the final result was that their shinbones collided, and the periosteum made a teeth-grinding tremor upon impact.

The violent impact caused the two to fall backward simultaneously, but Yuan Chen quickly regained his balance—earlier, faster, and more completely than Wu Lei'an.

Yuan Chen sensed it.

Life energy pulsed continuously through my muscles, and the surging blood seemed to possess consciousness, coursing through every muscle fiber.

In Yuan Chen's vision, a non-existent trajectory emerged—this was his own perception, his own premonition, the path that life had found for victory.

Despite it being his first time, Yuan Chen was acutely aware that as long as he followed this trajectory and used his instincts to unleash his power, allowing his fist to land on the 'star' at the end of the trajectory, he would naturally be able to deliver the ultimate strike.

Then, Yuan Chen acted according to his life instincts.

No style, no stars!

Subsequently, Wu Lei'an was pierced by the stars!

Volume 1: Chapter 73 - Stars

When Wu Fengshui and the others returned, Wu Huili asked Wu Horixi and Wu Horixiong, who had been watching the battle.

"What kind of technology did you think permeate Lei'an back then?" Faced with Wu Huili's question, Wu Hori fell silent, then instinctively crossed his arms and tilted his head to think.

Muay Thai?

No.

Assassination Fist?

No.

karate?

No.

Or rather...

"Technique, moves... perhaps none of that matters?"

Wu Hori didn't know how to explain to Wu Huiliyang. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he looked at his uncle, Wu Horixiong.

"It's...that one, isn't it?" Wu Hori pointed to the sky as a reminder.

“…Yes! That’s it, that’s it!” Wu Horixi seemed to remember something, and pointed to the sky with both hands, saying:

"Star!"

"It's not about technique or moves; it's just like a shooting star streaking across the sky, where all the weight and power naturally move in one direction."

Yes, everyone in the park could clearly see that something pierced through and penetrated Wu Lei'an.

Without any skill or even the traces of rigorous training, the person simply threw a punch at will, and then all the power in their entire body, from flesh to cells, flowed along that natural trajectory, transforming into an invisible white light.

Even before Yuan Chen's fist was a distance from Wu Lei'an's body, the invisible meteor had already pierced through Wu Lei'an's abdomen before Yuan Chen's fist landed on his abdomen.

This should have happened in an instant, but it felt like a long time had passed. Then, Wu Lei'an was blasted away with a "boom" and landed in a sand dune in the distance, splashing up sand and dust like a bomb.

Pulling back his arm and looking at his fist, Yuan Chen savored the feeling from just now, a slight sense of frustration appearing in his eyes.