Chapter 392: Today

Majestic and imposing, with his white beard he looks like a Santa figure, yet Bai Lang's resistance is unbelievably weak. He was once called the era's top general—titles like "Dragging Nine Oxen," "Splitting Tiger and Leopard," "Replacing Beams and Columns"—but now his ability to withstand the force of three women is weaker than a kitten's… So, as expected, he failed miserably, losing so badly he even lost his underwear…

The little white wolf foamed at the mouth, lying weakly; Bai Lang reclined in a massage bathtub, enjoying the water's impact that relaxed his muscles. The flow made the surface ripple, and Bai Lang's breathing was long inhales followed by long exhales—when he exhaled, a straight line was cut across the water. At that moment, Bai Lang seemed to have just reached a new peak in his breath control?

He has scaled three new peaks, raising his fighting spirit to a new height. The plane lands, and the competition will still start a day later. The two tool men immediately concede defeat, while Bai Lang still faces three opponents, saying, "Let's see how far I can go!" He dresses piece by piece—from fitted yet stretchy casual slacks to snug, sturdy, comfortable leather shoes, from a tight‑fitting T‑shirt on the upper body to a slightly loose casual suit on the outside, though his hair can no longer be part‑ed.

Bai Lang is a bit taller than the three members of the Dragon Tiger Team, and looks even more imposing. The venue is in Los Angeles Chinatown, where a competition arena has been marked out on the road, surrounded by spectators and a photography crew. Among the onlookers, Bai Lang spots plenty of martial artists—"the Hungry Wolf Team is also here, and even a beauty in men's clothing—everyone knows you're the king and you still like dressing in men's attire."

He goes first onto the stage, standing aside to wait, while the opposite side seems to be "communicating" about the order of appearance. "In the end Robert still went first, so why are you arguing?" Bai Lang says nothing, but he is thinking. This Robert Gashia looks like a playboy, stepping up to stare at Bai Lang, "Ah, a woman's aura! You must have been with one before you stepped onto the stage!"

"Are you really a rich kid? How rude!" Bai Lang laughs, "Robert Gashia—just hearing that name tells you he's a playboy; would you still find this strange?" The Kansai accent immediately emerging Robert shouts, "Don't slander me! I'm not that kind of person! Believe me, Yuli!" In fact, Robert is several years older than the current Bai Lang—who else would make Bai Lang only seventeen here?

But judging by height and looks, everyone tacitly assumes Bai Lang's age is similar to Robert's. After a round of mutual teasing, the fight begins. Robert is famed for his agile moves and chain leg techniques; among the few masters of extreme‑style karate, his leg skills are the strongest—naturally, he also has a "Dragon" or "Tiger" title? Bai Lang recalls that his signature moves all carry dragon names.

Anyway, Bai Lang simply lifts his hand and breezily whirls up hurricanes one after another, "Watching more TV is the real thing! Why do youngsters only stare at women?" As he launches the wave, Robert also uses his feet; after a few exchanges they cancel each other out, and the guy darts forward to close in on Bai Lang. Seeing the opening move, Bai Lang knows it's Robert's four‑kick combo, letting him unleash Andy's special technique.

Bai Lang also matches the color, ready for a counter‑strike—defense? Since scaling his new peaks, he has abandoned that option because it doesn't suit his temperament. The previous battle displeased him for that reason; he's always been a reckless, full‑throttle type, and defensive counter‑attacks aren't his thing. Now, it's attack versus attack—since Bai Lang doesn't even have confidence to win a one‑against‑three, he'll just fight according to his nature.

"Never forget the original intention, never forget! Why did I join the King of Combat? Just to experience the thrill of fighting all the different schools! How could I have forgotten? Thanks to the big failure on the plane! That reminded me of my original purpose!" Bai Lang thinks this as he and Robert launch their kicks, beginning the brawl. Both deliver a hard kick to the other; Bai Lang's Golden Bell Shield technique underlies his stance, absorbing the blow while maintaining his domination body, and after Robert takes Bai Lang's leg, he also carries a domination body.

Once the four‑strike combo is unleashed, the domination body must persist until the kicks finish. So the second kick flies out like thunder, and Bai Lang neither dodges nor evades; after the first kick comes a tiger‑claw grip and tear. Blood splatters, Robert takes the hit again, and the third and fourth kicks finally break Bai Lang's domination body, sending him sliding backward. Between his chest and abdomen, a few gray‑stained footprints remain; he reaches out and brushes off the dust.

When Robert's domination body disappears, he immediately bends forward—the frontal blow is so heavy that his flesh is torn, blood gushing. At that moment, Bai Lang makes a light leap, turning into wind, rushes over and starts with a cross‑grab, "Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist, forbidden 1,500 moves, Jackal Tiger!" It's clear that the next appearance won't be called that name.

Bai Lang's random moves have their logic, and everyone knows it; when the time comes, they can just give a conventional explanation. "Raging Wind Fist, White Tiger Cannon" are now accepted, "Hurricane" falls into the same category, and the wave‑piercing technique "Ice River" is something he never renamed, so the martial artists tacitly accept it. As for his super ultimate move, no one has settled on a name yet.

The Eight Maidens is unlikely, because it's the signature art of the famous martial family the Yagami clan; Bai Lang doesn't bear the Yagami name, and everyone is waiting for the true Yagami heir to face Bai Lang for a great showdown.

Bai Lang strikes with a claw up then down, then leans his body back, the twin claws pulling a whirlwind; the reverse whirlwind flips the X‑shaped Robert into the air, and Bai Lang immediately follows with a diagonal blade‑like soaring dragon kick—this move is still in question; no one has agreed on a name yet.

Robert is considered defeated, as he cannot get up again—Bai Lang's punches and kicks are too heavy. With his mental knot removed, Bai Lang's strikes now have the weight of his former style.

The second to step onto the stage is Sakazaki Ryo—he wouldn't let his sister take a beating. In fact, he said, "If I lose, Sakazaki Yuli, you quickly admit defeat and don't fight." "Didn't you see how beautiful little Mamiya Athena is? She's not the one getting bruised by the person in front of us."

Sakazaki Ryo has blond hair, a mixed‑blood, and looks decent in a karate gi—he's indeed strong, stronger than Robert. He also launches a wave first; the karate's fierce tiger meets the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist. Bai Lang's school is no longer his own; since the reporters' interviews and his multiple victories, martial artists and the public now know that Bai Lang practices the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist style.

Now it's tiger versus tiger; it comes down to who is the superior.