Chapter 217: Want to Kill a Chicken to Warn the Monkeys

After Liu Xiaotian suddenly rose like a dark horse and a new star, the brilliance of Wang Yanbing, He Chen Guang, and Li Erniu gradually got overshadowed by him.

This is the best illustration of the saying "Without comparison, there is no harm."

In fact, their progress is just as swift, advancing a thousand miles a day.

It's just that they've been overlooked because of Liu Xiaotian.

Without Liu Xiaotian, He Chen Guang and the other two would definitely be among the top ten trainees of this Warrior School cohort.

Except, Xiao Dao San Lang is certainly not among them.

Going up against Wang Yanbing, you could say this guy's ancestral grave is smoking blue smoke — he's incredibly lucky.

To be objective, Xiao Dao San Lang's karate level is already quite high.

At one, one look `no, one mistaken version%!'

As soon as Xiao Dao San Lang made a move, he realized, "Isn't this the 'grab' of Da Men Wu Lang from the fighting game?"

Although Wang Yanbing doesn't like school and isn't highly educated, he clearly knows the principle of "leveraging strengths and offsetting weaknesses."

This punch seems to have a touch of the "Double Dragon Emerges from Sea" from the myriad Through-the-back Fist styles, but given his complete lack of martial arts foundation, he couldn't possibly deliver the power just right. If it were Xu Tianlong throwing it, a solid hit would surely shatter Xiao Dao San Lang's liver, spleen, and other organs right there.

No referee is needed, because the losers voluntarily either sit on the ground or step aside to the side; anyone facing Liu Xiaotian head‑on is the winner.

Of course, some people have long forgotten the old grudges and even wish to grovel.

But Wang Yanbing is definitely not one of them.

Actually, when Wang Yanbing threw that move, it was purely instinctive; he didn't think at all.

And Wang Yanbing's fist struck his abdomen at that moment.

Wang Yanbing actually knows nothing about karate, but this move Xiao Dao San Lang just used is not unfamiliar to him.

Taking this attack as an example, if Wang Yanbing gets grabbed on one shoulder by him, Xiao Dao San Lang will surely be able to throw him to the ground the next second.

Seeing that he had no intention of getting up to continue, Wang Yanbing stopped attacking, stood where he was, and glanced at him lightly.

In terms of force, Xiao Dao San Lang dodged more than half of it, yet he still felt a sharp gut pain, retreated three steps, and fell with a "thud".

Just as he lifted his wrist, ready to press the outdoor electronic watch that could time, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

The two countries have been mortal enemies for decades; even though times have changed, the various hatreds that have lasted fourteen years, or since the 1894 War, cannot simply be washed away in the river of time after several decades.

Actually, the ten minutes Liu Xiaotian gave is already ample; the purpose is to give those soldiers who took heavy blows in the recent sparring a rest period to recover, so they won't get injured in the ensuing long‑distance punishment run.

But the match between Wang Yanbing and Xiao Dao San Lang now has nothing to do with anything else; it's purely a bout tinged with the national and familial hatred from decades ago.

Xiao Dao San Lang's attitude toward Wang Yanbing shows extreme fury; after being forced to release his grip, he immediately lunged forward, both arms outstretched, grabbing for Wang Yanbing's shoulders.

This time, the unit fell into collective silence again; the losers automatically fell in line and jogged quickly toward the training equipment depot.

You should know that since third grade, Wang Yanbing has been a regular at the arcade.

Moreover, in fields such as architecture and machinery, its technology is fully mature and holds an absolute advantage. Likewise, he is not the sort of brainless idiot who simply blindly despises the Islander Group's "blind‑hotheaded youth."

Just as Liu Xiaotian told them, in a fight you don't need to plan your next move; you just respond to the opponent's attack in whatever way feels easiest and most comfortable.

Xiao Dao San Lang was also decisive, immediately stepping back.

After the last group of hand‑training soldiers finished their bout, Liu Xiaotian spoke again: "Losers, fall in line, collect the weighted gear, and timing will start in ten minutes!"

At that moment he could have ducked Wang Yanbing, lowered his arms which were higher than Wang Yanbing's shoulders, and grabbed again.

Otherwise, who knows if this guy would suddenly attack Wang Yanbing when the latter stepped forward to pull him up? Even if he were ultimately ruled a foul and lost, taking a hit wouldn't be worth it. By now, most of the people in the four squads had stopped.

Although he didn't think Xiao Dao San Lang had the strength to pull a shoulder throw like Da Men Wu Lang in the game or a direct over‑shoulder slam, he had no intention of trying.

Too bad, he was still slow by about 0.5 seconds.

He now represents his country.

Besides, Wang Yanbing has fully grasped and internalized Liu Xiaotian's words.

In that case, getting up again would probably be difficult.

To be objective, the people of that group are indeed smart, especially in biotechnology, where they are absolutely at the forefront of the world.

But Xiao Dao San Lang never expected Wang Yanbing to hit him with that move.

If even this can't be done, aren't we just entering an era of stagnation?

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Yanbing immediately ducked, his shoulders dropping beneath Xiao Dao San Lang's outstretched arm.

And Xiao Dao San Lang is his enemy.

This guy, who started street fighting in his early teens, may have no other skills, but his vigilance for self‑protection is excellent.

Acknowledging others' strengths, even an enemy's, is the first step toward progress.

From 97 fighting to 2000 fighting, they've all played 6 to take off.

From the moment Wang Yanbing cursed Xiao Dao San Lang with that "baka," in his heart this match was no longer about the post‑match punishment.

But at that very moment, Wang Yanbing's fist was already midway.

If he didn't want to test the power of this "casual version Double Dragon Emerges from Sea," his only option would be to retreat.

Then, without missing a beat, he threw both fists forward, straight into Xiao Dao San Lang's abdomen.

Though the sound wasn't loud, to Liu Xiaotian's ears it was painfully shrill.

However, the one who should have been angry ended up laughing.

Damn it, I originally just wanted to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, but I'd never found the chance.

I never expected this "chicken" to literally walk right up to my door……

(End of chapter)