Chapter 391: Dragon Tiger Team

An Di Bo Jia De was once a protagonist‑type figure, but in the King of Fighters' Hungry Wolf Team he could only ever be the number two, his older brother Te Rui having stolen all the limelight. Still, he has a great girlfriend—Bu Zhi Huo Wu, a super‑star of the fighting world, whose hot outfits and beautiful looks have kept her at the top of endorsement earnings for years.

"That's really awkward—my girlfriend's income and fame far outstrip mine. Can this Andy endure it?" Bai Lang, who was just looking forward to the drama, thought that if he were in that spot he'd be indifferent; even a freeloader needs a hard edge. The pair are rumored to be a happy‑but‑bickering couple, making things as dramatic as a TV series—Bai Lang imagined himself, and feared he might have to end up acting in adult videos......

Opposite him, Luo Bo Te is the same: tall, rich, handsome, yet still stuck at number two, and he's infatuated with Ban Qi You Li—but he never gets better feedback. The Extreme Style Karate is also a oddity; despite its practitioners being very strong, the master only selects disciples, leaving the whole school impoverished. The school is poor, yet the master's daughter and second disciple are wealthy; only he and his son are penniless parasites, spending all their time worrying about cultivation.

The clash between the two number‑twos was still spectacular, and Bai Lang watched with excitement, "Good! That's it! Keep hitting! Kill him!" He didn't want to cheer for either of them; both are socially successful, and seeing them maim each other would be best—though of course that's impossible. Both squads are veteran King of Fighters entries, so such a scenario can't happen. In the end, after a dazzling fight, Andy lost.

Andy was battered badly by Luo Bo Te's four‑strike eye‑press‑leg combo, and finally a single Overlord Soaring Roar Fist blasted him out of the ring, conceding defeat. Luo Bo Te's strength was clearly superior; it seemed Andy's preoccupation with Bu Zhi Huo Wu had stalled his cultivation. Then Dong Zhang entered; a friend of the Bergard brothers who practices Muay Thai, he immediately declared a knockout—yet amid Bai Lang's cheers, he was knocked down after a minute.

Luo Bo Te took a few heavy hits, but his spirits were soaring—after all, he had taken down two opponents, and the showoff kept blowing kisses at Ban Qi You Li in the audience; Ban Qi Liang this time didn't even raise a fist in threat. When Te Rui stepped onto the stage, Bai Lang began watching very carefully—though prior analysis of Te Rui had almost reduced him to counting his hairs. Sure enough, Te Rui's level was entirely different.

Facing Te Rui, Luo Bo Te was utterly outmatched; he was easily suppressed by Te Rui's simple energy thrust punch combined with a ground‑impact energy wave, the shift in rhythm alone rendering Luo Bo Te immobile. Thus Luo Bo Te quickly fell, knocked down by Te Rui's rapid thrust punch. The next to enter was Ban Qi You Li—she held on for a minute; in the end, though she refused to concede, her brother tossed her a towel, forcing her to admit defeat.

Because there was absolutely no chance—none at all—if Te Rui hadn't refrained from beating Ban Qi You Li, she would have been knocked down already. Speaking of it, the Dragon Tiger Team and the Hungry Wolf Team are both in the United States, and their relationships are actually quite good. "The King of Fighters tournament format really is that way; the earlier wins and losses don't matter, only beating the final opponent counts," Bai Lang muttered while watching the main contenders clash.

Ban Qi Liang versus Te Rui—unfortunately this time Ban Qi Zhu Mo wasn't leading the team, which would have been more exciting. The Dragon‑Tiger Raging King Roar Fist, the Extreme Style Karate, and even the Rising Dragon Fist were all truly formidable, making it a clash like Mars hitting Earth; even the commenting martial‑arts experts couldn't decide a winner. In the end, Te Rui was declared the loser, points counted as a loss……Bai Lang's muscles and joints creaked, "The next round's opponent is the Dragon Tiger Team."

Then he collapsed down....... "One versus three, I've completely lost my drive......" Bai Lang began snapping his fingers, "Ban Qi You Li, regardless of her, is indeed lacking skill. The problem is Luo Bo Te is already hard to handle, and then there's Ban Qi Liang......" Bai Lang isn't afraid one‑on‑one with anyone, but a gauntlet fight is another story. Fortunately the match still has some time left.

This match's venue was in the United States, on an American street. Bai Lang's burns healed extremely quickly; soon the bandages were removed, a short strip of hair had regrown, and his eyebrows as well. He was in very good shape; the nurse helped him a lot, and as his body and mind relaxed his strength recovered rapidly. Oh, even Ma Gong Ya Dian Na had come to visit Bai Lang, which was a very surprising thing for him.

"You turned me into a pig‑head and still come to see me? Is this an apology for the old man who burned me like this?" Bai Lang felt it was more about projecting some image? Charisma? Still, when Ya Dian Na came to watch, her attitude was sincere; she didn't mind Bai Lang having turned her into a pig‑head—whereas Chi Bao Shaonian was still huffing. "Your ultra‑special move was awesome!" Ma Gong Ya Dian Na said, her curious eyes blinking.

"He's too much!" Chi Bao Shaonian shouted, "Hey, isn't it normal for a fighter to end up bruised and battered?" Yet Ma Gong Ya Dian Na defended Bai Lang. "That ultra‑special move—I don't even know what it is. I just thought, if I can use it, I'll use it. Miss Ya Dian Na, your superpower is indeed impressive; if I hadn't used it, I'd have lost long ago." Chi Bao Shaonian's nose instantly perked up, praising Ya Dian Na made him happier than praising himself.

Bai Lang could swear he saw that guy's nose start to lengthen, his smugness looking as if he and Ya Dian Na had become one.

In short, they're all decent people— the old man's injury was a bit severe, two bones broken, and he's already gone back. Chi Bao Shaonian shook his hand, "Master just won't accept aging; he should have retired ages ago!" Of course that made Ya Dian Na smack his head with a pat.

The plane took off, requiring over ten hours to reach the United States, and Bai Lang was already ready for the showdown. Of course the two female utility workers could be ignored; Taozi perhaps hadn't been by Bai Lang's side during this period, and now suddenly wants to make up for it. That's a bit of a headache, "Plane! On the plane! In public! This isn't good!" Bai Lang said, and then the flight attendant walked over, ignoring the clamoring Taozi.

"Huh? What's going on? Isn't that Bai He Zi! This flight attendant is even hiring a big‑aunt? And no work experience is okay?! This is completely irresponsible!" Bai Lang stared and was startled. "I am a deeply sinful liar, I disguised my identity......" Bai He Zi again showed that pleading‑for‑punishment expression… "You! You all! I still have to compete in the tournament!" Bai Lang shouted, his words at odds with his heart.