Chapter 375: Third Battle

This fight's opening act goes first; the opening act is a girl in a karate gi. Experts can tell at a glance whether she has it. Bai Lang, seeing her step onto the stage, knows this girl has put in hard training in karate, having forged her flesh a thousand times; she's probably just one step away from grasping Qi. Bai Lang glanced at Taozi and Ban Tian; these two are quite strong in grappling, but getting onto the stage would be a freebie for them.

Bai Lang also sighed, saying 'Nuadou', but in the end he still had to take on three opponents himself, so this guy energetically stepped onto the stage.

This time the fighting stage actually became proper, a square area staked out, twenty-five by twenty-five meters enclosed by railings, the floor laid with large blue stone slabs that would probably all break soon...... Bai Lang still wore his casual banquet suit; his height grew a few centimeters in this short time, now he's about 1.8384 meters.

The karate girl opposite is also under 1.6 meters tall, her arm and leg muscles don't look very bulging, but her combat power shouldn't be underestimated. Bai Lang today decided to do a good deed, pressuring this girl's will to see if she could awaken Qi. Isn't that exactly why this girl entered the King of Fighters? So Bai Lang released his own Qi; the White Tiger's killing aura rose up, uncapturable by camera, but the on‑site audience could almost see a huge tiger on stage.

The tiger's roar generated might, the surrounding audience was thrown into chaos, while the TV viewers were baffled. The girl facing Bai Lang's aura had a solemn expression, even showing a hint of fear. Human flesh has limits; a body that hasn't mastered Qi could never defeat the world's large carnivorous beasts—except for extremely rare freakish talents, and women especially cannot achieve this.

Bai Lang didn't move, just using his aura to keep pressing, while the person leading from below was similar, wearing an ordinary T‑shirt and jeans, no discernible school—probably a self‑taught martial artist; this young man also tilted his head, chin in hand, showing no sign of making the girl concede. He too looked hopefully at her back, anticipating the moment she would erupt her own Qi.

"If continuous pressure won't work, I'll give you a punch to wake you up—if you can't block it and get knocked out, don't blame me." The male‑female showdown of the King of Fighters always gets good ratings; Bai Lang felt his whole body heating up, guessing how many were watching. "Whoa whoa whoa! Heated up! Then let's have a flying‑technique punch! Fierce Wind Fist!" Bai Lang's motion was made especially graceful: first raising one hand, then the other making a motion to strike diagonally downward.

Thus the Fierce Wind Fist formed a triangular‑pyramid‑shaped white wave that clung to the ground and began to slide. Its speed wasn't blazing; covering the ten‑odd meters between them would take a second or two. In the blink of an eye, the crisis hit—would the girl manage to grasp Qi in time? Relying solely on her forged flesh to block the Qi‑formed wave is obviously a huge disadvantage. The wave striking the body would shake the muscles and skeleton, usually causing massive damage with one blow, nearly losing combat power.

Without Qi protection it was impossible; the girl's eyes bulged, her facial muscles twitched, and when the Fierce Wind Fist suddenly surged upward and struck, she let out a huge roar impossible for her small body. Visible white mist rose from her, then the Fierce Wind Fist's wave hit and dispersed, and she was smacked flying and knocked unconscious outside the ring......

In other words, she took a wave while bursting her Qi and got crit...... but congratulations, she actually grasped Qi. Bai Lang also applauded, while the youth helped the half‑conscious girl up, wearing a big grin—it's fine, just stunned; the moment she grasped Qi her body would naturally be protected. Bai Lang spent only five seconds exerting his aura and two seconds releasing the wave, a total of seven seconds to defeat the opponent.

"Prophet!" shouted the sign‑holding girl, then the middle‑rank competitor entered. The middle‑rank is an old man, apparently also a karate practitioner—who let Japan's national skill be karate? This old‑timer may be aged but his body is still strong, his muscles clearly defined, yet without grasping Qi he's a loser. So Bai Lang took two seconds to defeat him, signaling that the leading young man could now go up.

The young man leapt up, "No wonder the Olympics don't let martial artists play!" Bai Lang spat, then the guy jumped onto the stage without a word, threw his whole body into a punch charging at Bai Lang. Bai Lang wouldn't let him develop a bad habit, so he threw a punch back; fist met fist with a huge bang, then the guy flipped back onto his feet. Next came a sliding step, a side kick.

Surely it's my style? Bai Lang said, raising his leg to block the strike. "This is Brawling Style Karate!" the guy shouted. "Brawling Style, you dick! Karate, you prick!" Bai Lang also yelled, "What kind of karate is this? If it's brawling, just say brawling! Don't tiger‑skin a flag!" After saying that Bai Lang went all out, summoning a hurricane to launch the guy skyward. "Oh wow!" the guy also had his fist glowing, he smashed the hurricane rising from the ground, afterimage trailing as he surged forward to Bai Lang, throwing a flurry of light punches like a meteor shower.

"Swift Wind Straight Punch Combo!" the guy shouted in a chuuni way. "Not shouting Heavenly Horse Meteor Fist is great." Bai Lang inwardly sighed; he met each move with a counter, as the opponent's combo came he replied in kind, "Ora ora ora ora!" Bai Lang also shouted chuuni while throwing double punches; though his martial arts are limited by the world, his eyesight isn't, so each of his punches could intercept the opponent's fist, the destructive White Tiger Vigorous Qi and the Bronze Skin Iron Bones' rebound force making the opponent's fists ever weaker.

Battered and battered, Bai Lang's aura surged, his Ora becoming more ferocious, enveloping the opponent's entire upper body. "Blast!" seeing it wasn't a head shot, the youth instantly burst his Qi, his upper‑body T‑shirt exploding, the released Qi blocked a bit and he recoiled. The guy shook his two fists, "Whoa, your fists are really hard!" he said, moving his fingers to heal the damage with Qi.

Bai Lang had one hand on his hip, the other working his finger joints, "This hardness is just the beginning!"

The young man suddenly lifted his leg, continuously kicking, each kick launching a wave. Bai Lang also exclaimed in astonishment, "I've never seen anyone who can emit waves like this!" Before him waves filled the view, Bai Lang thought he was playing a Rising Dragon version......