Chapter 372: Perversion Fight

What kind of person practices what kind of martial art, and what kind of martial art ultimately also changes a person—— Bai Lang originally was not a brute, but after practicing the Thirteen Tai Bao Golden Bell Shield and the Southern Dipper series fist method, he became such a brute; the Tiger Form True Meaning further honed him into a killing machine on the battlefield, completely changing Bai Lang.

So now Bai Lang and his past self are almost becoming two different people. For example, he now doesn't want to get into gay stuff, and just as he didn't want to before, he naturally still doesn't want to now, and even more so he doesn't want to mess around with various AVIs at school— anything like female teachers, etc., he completely doesn't know. If he hadn't achieved anything in his martial arts training back then, he might have wanted female teacher AVIs.

The school saying it wants to become Bai Lang's harem is nothing unusual; rather, it's more like the school side is optimistic about it or simply indifferent— as long as Bai Lang studies at the school and promotes it a lot, that's fine. And those students...... basically wouldn't have any objections either— after all, these students are actually more pragmatic than those at ordinary public schools.

Martial artists, especially those who become famous by participating in the King of Fighting, that means money.

Bai Lang only fought one match, won and gained a little fame, and now he already has an income of hundreds of millions of yen...... You tell those students who bitterly studied to get into Tokyo University where to reason? If they are from medical school, they still have to pay high tuition; after graduating, even if they become lawyers or doctors, their income doesn't compare to that of a famous martial artist......

So Bai Lang's classmates, regardless of gender, don't mind...... This instead makes Bai Lang a little unaccustomed, and Ban Tian has also become a popular figure— because according to the paparazzi classmate, Ban Tian classmate is very likely the female student closest to Bai Lang's classmates at school, possibly even with a negative distance.

The boxing club— Bai Lang probably can't stay there anymore; martial artists continuing to stay in there would be inviting trouble for themselves. Bai Lang could stay in the White Crane Martial Arts Union— that's the union of all White Crane martial arts clubs, and he must be the president. Bai Lang also received a scholarship— that's a considerable sum of money, definitely several million yen.

Bai Lang has always been a good person, enjoys helping others, so he helped take a few promotional photos, and at the same time agreed to let the school use his image to attract students during recruitment.

The second match is one week later; this time, the Japan King of Fighting preselection has twelve participating teams— although there are far more martial artists than that, not everyone wants to join the King of Fighting competition. The twelve teams are divided into three groups; the first place in each group advances directly, and then the second-place teams from the three groups compete to decide one winner who also advances.

The Japanese teams participating in the King of Fighting competition are just these four teams; those wildcard and seed teams that got invitations don't count. Worldwide, there will be at least sixty-four teams and at most one hundred twenty-eight teams competing; by then there will be no grouping, just a random draw for single-elimination matches......

Bai Lang's next opponent is roughly similar in team composition to his own—a one-person-with-two-chicks team— a karate martial artist bringing two little stars to compete, likely to promote those two stars. So the competition format, the other side requested a three-on-three...... 'This is also terrible; the two women here probably have no martial ability at all— even fighting on a bed, they probably aren't a match for those two female stars— the other side might be semi-professional.'

Bai Lang thought Taozi and Ban Tian would probably get beaten up, but money isn't easy to earn, so let them take a few hits while he deals with that karate guy himself. So Bai Lang approved the three-on-three— don't stop them from doing their promotion, and for the sake of the promotional performance, those two female stars who have presumably practiced a bit won't go all out; Bai Lang thinks it's more likely to be just a performance.

Going down the path of fighting women? There's no way to compare with Shiranui Mai, Todo Takakazu, and the Japanese female martial artist Sakazaki Yuri who opened a dojo in the US— let alone Asamiya Athena.

This time the competition venue was simply a large round platform, but the speakers placed around the platform and the lights above make it look more like a stage. And Bai Lang really saw those two female stars come on stage wearing microphones.

As expected, the middle-aged martial artist in a uniform directly charged at Bai Lang and blocked him, while the two stars, as if singing and dancing, each went up against Taozi and Ban Tian— poor these two, their punching and kicking skills are terrible to the point of disbelief, and they basically just cover their heads and crouch to defend.

Fortunately, those two female stars' punches and kicks, although very flashy, are utterly weak, so Bai Lang immediately relaxed and focused on dealing with the martial artist in front of him. This is a most orthodox karate practitioner; in Japan, most martial artists are either karate or judo practitioners, with some kendo as well— indeed, the King of Fighting does not prohibit weapons, but it bans bladed weapons.

This middle-aged man has a stern face, well-developed muscles, and his moves are precise and steady. Such people are actually quite tough to deal with— because they hardly ever distract themselves to train other things, instead focusing in their own school on pursuing the utmost precision and purity. 'No matter what martial arts you have, I will break them with a single move.' Bai Lang realized this after a quick test.

'Let's see what this orthodox karate flying technique is.' Bai Lang switched his flying technique once again— this time he grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, then pushed out with his right hand shaped like a claw, a hemispherical shield, a head-sized light wave shot out. However, Bai Lang hadn't decided what to call this move— he also felt infected by the idea that not naming a move feels unsatisfying.

The louder you shout, the stronger the force of this move when it's released...... Anyway, just throw away all embarrassment. Bai Lang thought up a simple move for the second shot, which he'll change later— 'White Tiger Wave!' Although it's a bit silly, at least he can still shout it.

The opposing martial artist had his left hand upright and right hand clenched at his waist— the most orthodox karate stance— blocking Bai Lang's first wave, while the second wave was blown apart by his straight punch. Bai Lang noticed the abnormality: 'He hardly suffers any loss! Even after the first block, his feet don't slide back at all.'

Bai Lang let out a laugh, raised his hand upward, 'How's that?' A hurricane shot up from under the middle-aged man's feet; this man's feet were like steel nails driven into the ground, he literally blocked that hurricane. The hurricane's power is indeed stronger than Bai Lang's casually thrown White Tiger Wave, relying on the force of its rotation and the tearing power of wind blades. A tear appeared in the opponent's uniform, but his body, forged through countless tempers, suffered nothing.

'This defensive stance is really impressive, but how can you win by just defending? When time's up, if you haven't made an effective strike, you lose directly.' Bai Lang laughed hahaha, but his words were drowned out by the two stars singing while attacking...... 'What company is doing this promotion? Are they trying to promote perverts?'

Bai Lang thought, even if you two wear microphones while beating people and moaning, that's fine— humming a tune only shows you're perverts.