stjorthotic Chapter 103, Part 8: Extremely Close to the Mountain!
Chapter 103, Part 8: Extremely Close to the Mountain!
That murderous aura was icy cold, as if it had solidified into a tangible form.
Not only the Titans inside, but even the audience sitting in the front row behind the iron cage felt a chill down their spines, as if they were being stared at by some prehistoric beast.
Titan has been involved in the underground boxing scene for many years and has even killed people. He considers himself a ruthless character.
But at this moment, faced with Ma Cong's pure killing intent, he felt like a naive child who had never seen blood.
He was afraid.
A fear that originated from the depths of his soul gripped his heart.
"No! I can't be afraid!"
"I am the invincible Titan!"
The instinct for survival overwhelmed fear, and Titan unleashed the last of his strength, letting out a beastly roar as he recklessly charged towards Ma Cong!
He abandoned all techniques, wanting only to use his most primitive weapons—his weight and strength—to perish together with his opponent!
He wanted to grab Ma Cong, drag him to the ground, and crush him to death with his massive body!
Watching Titan hurtle towards him like an out-of-control heavy truck, Ma Cong's face remained completely calm.
This is the opportunity he's been waiting for.
He had been dodging and avoiding physical contact with his opponent in order to wear down their spirit and stamina, while also looking for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.
Now, the opportunity has arrived.
Facing the Titan's relentless charge, Ma Cong neither dodged nor avoided it.
With his left foot forward and right foot back, his body slightly lowered, he assumed a classic Bajiquan stance – the "Standing Cannon."
His feet were like tree roots firmly planted deep in the earth, as stable as a rock; his spine was like a taut bow, full of power.
Just as Titan was about to crash into him, Ma Cong slammed his right foot into the ground!
"snort!"
A muffled groan escaped from his nose.
The sound didn't resemble a human hum; it sounded more like the ringing of an ancient bell!
Immediately afterwards, a visible shockwave exploded outwards from his right foot!
The canvas floor of the arena was dented by this stomp!
Using the powerful force of pushing off the ground, Ma Cong's entire body shot forward like a cannonball, crashing head-on into Titan instead of retreating!
His shoulders were slightly hunched inward, aimed directly at Titan's chest.
Bajiquan, one of the three great killing moves – Tieshan Kao!
"Bang!"
A terrifyingly loud bang shook the entire stadium!
The sound didn't resemble the collision of flesh and blood; it was more like two high-speed trains crashing head-on!
The moment their bodies touched, Titan's ferocious expression froze, replaced by extreme horror and incomprehensible pain.
He felt as if he hadn't crashed into a person, but into a mountain! A majestic mountain made of cast iron!
An indescribable, violent force surged from the other person's shoulder.
That force was overwhelming, instantly shattering all his defenses.
He heard a teeth-grinding "crack" from his sternum, feeling as if his internal organs had been struck hard by a giant hammer and instantly displaced.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out of his mouth!
Then, his massive body, weighing 110 kilograms, flew backwards like a kicked ball, his feet leaving the ground!
Time seemed to slow down at that moment.
Tens of thousands of spectators at the stadium and hundreds of millions of netizens around the world who watched the game via live stream witnessed this scene that was enough to overturn their worldview.
That arrogant Titan, that Titan with a perfect 15-0 record and all knockouts, that Titan hailed as the "Fighting Beast," was sent flying by a single shoulder strike from that seemingly slender Chinese youth! He flew a good five or six meters!
"boom!"
Titan's body slammed heavily onto the wire mesh of the octagonal cage.
The iron net, made of high-strength steel, was slammed into him by his massive body, causing it to bulge outward in an exaggerated arc before bouncing him back violently.
Titan's body collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, twitched twice, and then remained completely still.
His eyes were still open, but they had lost all their sparkle.
Dead silence.
The entire "Donghai Summit" sports center fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone seemed to have their throats grabbed, unable to utter a sound.
Their minds went blank.
What just happened?
The match... is over just like that?
One move?
Just one move?!
In the commentary booth, Wang Meng's mouth was agape, and the microphone in his hand fell to the ground, but he was completely unaware of it.
His eyes were fixed on the young man slowly retracting his stance in the cage, and only four words remained in his mind: "Traditional Chinese martial arts... a killing technique!"
He had practiced Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) for half his life and believed that his understanding of combat was already quite advanced.
But today, Ma Cong's "mountain lean" completely shattered all his understanding.
He finally understood why the older generation of boxers always said, "Bajiquan is not for the ring."
Because this thing can really kill people!
This martial art was not created for "competition" at all!
This is a deadly move that can defeat the enemy and take their life in one strike on the battlefield!
Inside the cage, the referee was stunned for a full five seconds before he reacted.
He scrambled to Titan's side, crouched down to check Titan's breath, and then his face turned deathly pale!
He turned around abruptly to look at Ma Cong, his eyes filled with fear.
Ma Cong didn't look at him, nor at the Titan on the ground whose fate was unknown.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.
Everyone whose gaze fell upon him felt their heart skip a beat.
What kind of eyes were those? Calm, indifferent, devoid of any emotion.
It was as if the person who had just defeated a burly man with a single move was not him.
Finally, someone, I don't know who, was the first to recover from the extreme shock.
He jumped up from his seat and roared with all his might, "Awesome!!!"
This roar was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples!
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
"We won! We won!"
"Ma Cong! Ma Cong!"
The pent-up emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally erupted at this moment!
The entire venue looked like it was about to explode!
Cheers, screams, and shouts merged into a sound wave powerful enough to pierce the sky!
Countless people were so excited that they laughed and cried, hugging the strangers around them tightly, expressing their excitement and pride!
That was so satisfying! Absolutely so satisfying!
In recent years, traditional Chinese martial arts have been belittled, ridiculed, and tainted by so-called "masters."
All those who love traditional Chinese martial arts and still harbor illusions about the things passed down from our ancestors are holding a grudge.
Today, I finally got my revenge!
Ma Cong proved to the world in the most domineering, direct, and awe-inspiring way: Chinese martial arts are effective! And very effective!