Chapter 396: The Final Round

Jin Jiafan is a good man, and he is also a martial fanatic; he wants to make a name for himself in the King of Fighters and spread his own school's reputation, but dragging his two disciples along certainly makes the goal unattainable. He of course saw what Cai Baojian had done, which embarrassed him when facing Bu Zhi Huo Wu, and at the same time he resolved to train his two disciples even harder, determined to eliminate the bad thoughts in their hearts.

Of course the awkwardness remains, but once the bout begins you still have to be serious; Jin Jiafan is a man who never holds back. Bu Zhi Huo Wu was already quite happy after seeing Andy fling that fat guy away, and a one‑versus‑two fight inevitably sapped a lot of energy, so after a short while she admitted defeat. She cheerfully leapt into Andy's arms, while Bai Lang, standing in the water beside the ring, pouted, "Andy is a scumbag."

If he wants to speak, Bu Zhi Huo Wu might as well call on her good friends—KING, Ban Qi Youli, Mary, and the like—find a chance to snatch Andy's sack, knock him out, then drag him to a "raw rice turned into cooked rice" situation and have him sign legally binding documents; Andy would probably resign himself to it. But on closer thought, those two brothers both seem to be scumbags, right? Bai Lang watches the second combatant, Bu Lu Mary; this woman also has a fuzzy relationship with Te Rui, and the two are mutually scumbag and scumbag girl...

Bu Lu Mary's martial art relies on various joint techniques; at close range her damage is tremendous, while her ranged attacks and striking skills are a bit lacking. Jin Jiafan's victory was far from easy, because Bu Lu Mary also has a body‑grappling move—if you slip and get caught, she goes straight to a joint technique. The last to take the stage was the tall, male‑clad beauty KING, whose Muay Thai is completely different from that guy Dong Zhang.

The technical Muay Thai, combined with her graceful leg techniques and my style of martial arts, made a vivid bout against Jin Jiafan, who also excels in leg techniques; unfortunately her boyfriend Ban Qi Liang was preparing for a fight elsewhere and didn't come to watch, and only Bai Lang was in the water whistling—he spent the entire time doing that. KING's clothing is the most modest, so Bai Lang's whistle sounded a bit feeble.

Floating in the water still wasn't very pleasant, so Bai Lang simply crawled to a corner of the ring and sat down—since he was outside the barrier ropes, the organizing committee didn't drive him away. He sat there in swim trunks, watching the match, and for a moment a lot of camera lenses swung his way. Jin Jiafan is seen by everyone so it's no surprise, but the beautiful woman's camera never shifts; many of the shots originally on Jin Jiafan ended up on the King of Fighters newcomer Bai Lang.

He is tall and handsome, and his heroic bearing even exceeds Jin Jiafan's; most importantly, he is fresh enough. Jin Jiafan, though also handsome and strong, is stiff and proper, with no fluff whatsoever; his daily life consists mainly of cultivation and teaching Taekwondo, and he is one of the few martial artists who never engages in commercial promotion. And Bai Lang is wonderful, with all kinds of scandals and rumors constantly surfacing—indeed, his reckless behavior and even group antics have already been caught by paparazzi.

And those two female "tools" didn't sleep with Bai Lang? Anyone who says that gets mocked for their IQ. As for one of them being someone else's wife, what a joke! That only makes people more delighted, because celebrity scandals are one of the common folk's favorite things. Of course, if more celebrities fall into trouble, a celebrity going to court would be even better; a celebrity behind bars would be a nationwide celebration.

Jin Jiafan's fight with Bu Lu Mary was far from cheap, and when facing the fully energized and very cautious KING, he couldn't seize the advantage. Under KING's series of fierce assaults, he ultimately lost—by a slight margin. Outside, the beach and hotel seemed to explode, and the women's martial artist team also "exploded"; it was their first time breaking into the semifinals, which was unprecedented.

Bai Lang was fairly satisfied, so he decided not to watch the other three matches—conserving his energy to watch the semifinals and finals, while also preparing to stir up trouble—surely super fun. The tradition of the King of Fighters is just like the tradition of Street Fighter—occasionally an intruding opponent shows up, powerfully knocks one side down, then battles the other side.

Only peerless strongmen would pull off something like this; otherwise no one would offend both sides to death.

Intrusions are part of a fighting competition; if you don't like it, don't play. Bai Lang spent a leisurely three‑day vacation in Thailand, mainly at the beach and a luxury hotel; he wasn't causing trouble, just enjoying the sun and sand—so it wasn't surprising that Ban Tian and Taozi also arrived, and Teng Tian Gang seems to have been hospitalized again because a pus‑filled boil appeared on his foot… "I think you two should consider quietly retiring."

Because the two debut styles have already gone off‑track—Taozi, that married woman, has already slid toward all sorts of films, playing married or mature women, which makes other actresses enviously jealous; had they known they were coming to pick up, wouldn't that be far more skillful than a plain amateur like you? Watching Taozi rake in four or five hundred million yen, I really wish she'd die. Ban Tian is much the same, but her reputation is a bit better, after all she can still…

Bai Lang neither admitted nor denied, and those unscrupulous media rarely interview him; whenever they ask about his girlfriend—Bai Hu's murderous aura makes them wet their pants and they can't ask anything.

Three days later they returned to Japan, and in those days the other quarter‑final matches were all finished—ultimately the four semifinalists were Cao Ti Jing's team, Ba Shen An's team, of course the Women's Martial Artist Team, and finally the Rogue Team—the three members of that team were MR. BIG and Ji Si Huo Wa De, and finally they added Ke Lao Sa. The unlucky Long Hu Team was eliminated by Ba Shen An.

Cao Ti Jing faces the Women's Martial Artist Team, and Ba Shen An faces the Rogue Team; Bai Lang thinks this isn't bad, the organizing committee is undoubtedly mostly Japanese. "This year Japan's fighting scene is exploding," Bai Lang mutters while eating steak. He will definitely watch these three matches, but Taozi and the others don't need to go; staying in their rooms to watch the broadcast is the proper thing. "If anything happens, it will be in these three matches." Bai Lang feels truly hot‑blooded.

Many martial artists are as good as him; if it weren't for the internal VIP seats only allowing martial artists who had registered and reached a certain level to receive complimentary tickets, and aside from the broadcast media, the whole venue could easily be filled with practitioners. Bai Lang casually glanced at the guest list and saw many acquaintances—Long Hu Team, E Lang Team, Brazil Carnival Team, and the Angry Team, etc.; the eliminated teams almost all went to watch, and Ma Gong Ya Dian Na would even perform a pre‑match act, though the old drunk didn't go.

Thus, in a stadium that could hold over a thousand people, slated for demolition but newly redecorated, Cao Ti Jing's match against the Women's Martial Artist Team began.