My Players Are So Fierce

1055: 358.

The Two Realms martial arts exchange combat competition showcased styles and levels…

1055: 358.

The Two Realms martial arts exchange combat competition showcased styles and levels…

Iron Fist being beaten with a record of 40:0 sounds unbelievable, but that’s the cruel reality.

Although the Transylvania Boxing Championship requires each contestant to fight a maximum of 12 matches per day, Bull Bull and Sister Pomegranate, who had been shaken after returning to their hometown and lost yesterday, were still able to compete today.

Not to mention the involvement of Fun Ah Rin, a cousin whose talent is no less than Bull Bull, and professional judo fighters like Star Soul Eagle.

These professionals formed a team and took turns challenging Iron Fist, using “Another World martial arts” to subdue the opponent in just half an hour.

Of course, the traitors who survived the harsh environment of the Great Wilderness were tough enough, and their fighting abilities weren’t so poor that they would be completely overwhelmed.

However, in the end, Teacher Li started to do “on-the-spot teaching”; it was almost like he was teaching Bull Bull hand-to-hand to cover the gaps in his fighting style.

It’s like the opponent’s team is fighting with a “big daddy” guiding them, how could they possibly fight that?

Fireworks beef bowl had finished his twelve matches early and was now strolling over to the boxing event, watching Teacher Li fight and then said to Brother Cat standing beside him:

“Old Lee practices Intention Form Fist, but his style is mixed with other schools.

I’m not conversant with hand-to-hand combat, but I can make out traces of Hung Fist and Baguazhang.

He claimed he’s from Foshan, so he definitely knows Wing Chun.

I have no idea where these young people find such tough opponents.

A skilled person like him could make a fortune every day if he opened a martial arts school in Lee Slope.”

“You really are in the mood to watch fights…”

Brother Cat curled his lip, glanced around, and said quietly to his own “uncle”:

“You’ve experienced it yourself, I didn’t lie to you, right?

So about what we discussed before, do you want to try it?

You can’t just let A Feng lie there like that forever.”

Confronted with Brother Cat’s question, Fireworks beef bowl was silent, clearly conflicted.

After several seconds, he said:

“I’m still not assured.

This brainwave interference and such sound too sci-fi.

We, as regular people, might be able to come here this way.

But A Feng’s situation is different from ours!

Little Wood, I know you mean well,

But he’s my only son.

All I have left is him.

I’d rather take care of him lying like that for a lifetime than risk another accident…

Sigh.

Give me some more time.

I need to be sure everything is okay here before I dare to let A Feng try.”

“Sure, he’s been lying there for nearly five years anyway; a few more days won’t make a difference.”

Brother Cat nodded and then added:

“But even if you make up your mind, you still have to discuss it with Alpha Company.

I think that’s going to take a lot of your effort.”

“As long as A Feng can get better, I’m willing to spend all my money,”

Fireworks beef bowl said through clenched teeth.

Then he turned his gaze back to the crowd around the boxing ring, finally stopping on the smallest figure who was now propped on Orchid’s neck, swinging her fists excitedly and cheering loudly—Little Wei Ming.

He narrowed his eyes and said to Brother Cat:

“That girl, is she the one you were telling me about?”

“Yes, Little Wei Ming.”

Brother Cat introduced:

“I learned about her situation from a friend.

Although different from A Feng, it’s very similar.

If Little Wei Ming can live happily in Transylvania, then maybe A Feng can too.

But don’t try any tricks in reality.

Little Wei Ming’s lineage is not ordinary; when I had someone look into it for me, they refunded me double the next day and refused the job outright.”

“Alright, I understand.

Don’t worry; I know what to do.”

Master Yang nodded but soon after, his eyes landed on Sister Pomegranate, who stood arms crossed at the side, waiting for challengers.

He raised an eyebrow and exclaimed:

“What a domineering aura, such a fierce tigress.

Little Wood, are you sure you can handle her?

I have a feeling if you two keep this up, you’re never going to live a peaceful life.”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Brother Cat immediately explained:

“We are just ordinary friends.”

“Ordinary friends and you invite her to your home?”

Master Yang said teasingly with a smile:

“Although your family has split long ago, I’m aware of the old feudal thinking entrenched there.

You dare to lead someone home, seems like you are pretty satisfied with her.

Just wonder if she is willing to give you the opportunity?”

“Tsk, I’m working hard on that.”

Brother Cat’s mumbled his retort, his lips twisted in discontent.

It was quite a while before he grumpily said:

“That thing…

Uncle, those family teachings…”

“Ah?

Didn’t you refuse to learn before?”

Niurou Bowl asked, surprised and then added:

“It’s quite difficult to learn – even your father only learned the basics before he gave up.

Your grandfather didn’t persist either, clearly knowing that learning such battlefield martial arts is meaningless in today’s peaceful society.

It’s a pity about the legacy.

Are you really determined?”

“Yeah.”

Brother Cat sighed towards the heavens and said:

“If I don’t learn, I can’t beat her.

She’s well-connected, and if I can’t even beat her, there’s no point in thinking about the next step.

I’ve asked Little Brother Fu about it, she doesn’t think much of men who are weaker than her.”

“Good!

A hero in every generation of our family and now we have a lovestruck descendant.”

Master Yang laughed heartily and slapped the young man on the shoulder and declared exuberantly:

“I’ll teach you when I return to the country next month, and I’ll bring A Feng back too.

If we decide to ask for their help, then staying overseas definitely won’t do, seeing as this is surely a national project.

Perhaps it’s also time to return to our roots.”