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But today, a strange flame ignited in his heart.
The manuscript that was personally handed to him by the man known as the strongest man on Earth—KING.
【KING Style Secret Techniques - Martial Arts】
These past few days, he has been studying the contents of the document whenever he has free time.
Those seemingly mysterious diagrams and words, such as "overcoming strength with softness," "using the opponent's strength against them," and "strength originates from the ground and flows through the four extremities," were deeply imprinted in his mind.
Although he has not yet fully comprehended it, and his body is far from reaching the level described in the manuscript.
But he could sense that a completely new combat philosophy was taking root and sprouting within him.
"Running away is not a hero's option!"
The unlicensed rider carefully parked the "Justice" against the wall, assuming a starting stance he had learned from the manuscript.
"Oh? You want to resist? Foolish insect!" The mantis monster chuckled and vanished from its spot in an instant.
The next second, a sharp whooshing sound was already right in front of my face!
The unlicensed rider's pupils contracted sharply. His body instinctively wanted to retreat and block, but the teachings in the manuscript flashed through his mind—
"What use am I when the enemy attacks? The best strategy is to lure them into a false sense of security."
He subconsciously gave up resisting, twisted his body to the side in an extremely awkward posture, and at the same time drew a slight circle with his hands, not to push away the scythe that was slashing down, but to gently pull it along with its force!
The deadly scythe grazed his nose almost completely, the force of the blow stinging his cheek.
The mantis monster's sure-fire attack missed, and the immense inertia caused it to stagger.
The unlicensed rider was overjoyed. Although his movements were incredibly awkward and he almost twisted his waist, the [Tai Chi Transformation] technique really worked!
The mantis monster was somewhat surprised. It swung its scythe and launched another fierce attack.
In an instant, cold light flashed and sword shadows appeared one after another, completely enveloping the unlicensed knight.
The unlicensed rider is facing an unprecedentedly tough battle.
His physical abilities couldn't keep up with the monster's speed, and his strength was worlds apart.
He could only awkwardly dodge and deflect the force by relying on his half-baked understanding of the theory in the manuscript.
His movements were clumsy and stiff, and he was in danger several times. He was cut in several places, and his uniform was soaked with blood.
But he didn't give up.
Each successful deflection of force, each narrow escape from death, deepened his understanding of the [KING Style Secrets].
He was like a sponge, frantically absorbing the essence of martial arts under the pressure of life and death.
"We've found a weakness!"
After narrowly evading the opponent's cross slash, Mumen Rider discovered a brief opening at the junction of the monster's armpit armor.
"Inch Power - Piercing Heart!"
Another move from the scroll came to mind.
He took a sudden step forward, twisted his body, and all his strength seemed to be compressed into his right fist in an instant. With a short punch, he slammed hard into that opening!
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.
The force seemed small, yet it possessed a strange penetrating quality.
The mantis monster let out a painful shriek, its massive body being forced back several steps by the punch, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its carapace where it was struck.
Suddenly, an unbelievable battle unfolded in this abandoned factory area.
An ordinary C-class hero is actually fighting a powerful Tiger-level monster to a standstill!
Not far away, atop an abandoned factory building, a figure silently watched all of this.
He is none other than Guilong, the genius martial artist of the Liefeng Pavilion.
He had come to help after hearing the commotion, but when he saw the Mumen Rider's fighting style, he immediately felt a sense of familiarity—
This... how similar this is to the profound principles of martial arts described by the senior who had guided him at the previous conference!
Guilong's breathing became rapid instantly, his eyes fixed on the battlefield.
He didn't rush forward to help rashly, but instead stopped a short distance away and waited for the battle to end.
Because he realized that the hero wasn't simply fighting; he was honing his skills!
Yes, it's a process of honing skills!
Guilong watched with utter fascination.
Admittedly, the Mumen Rider's movements were not smooth, and even somewhat sluggish. To onlookers, he appeared to be clumsily dodging and narrowly escaping death.
But in the eyes of the genius martial artist Guilong, all of this seemed extraordinary!
He, "Ghost Dragon," is a genius!
He immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of this set of boxing techniques; it was as soft as water when it was soft, as hard as a mountain when it was hard, encompassing everything yet also possessing a fierce and ruthless intent.
This is a height that no ordinary martial arts can reach!
Even ordinary people with such poor coordination can unleash such great power with the help of this martial art!
And after one close call after another, Mumen Rider's movements became increasingly fluid, and he became more adept at dealing with the attacks of the Mantis Monster.
In the final moments of the battle, Mumen Rider seized an opportunity and delivered a seemingly ordinary straight punch, employing the "inch punch" technique from the [KING Style Secret Art], striking the monster's weakest point.
That concentrated power instantly penetrated the body, destroying its internal structure.
The mantis monster let out a mournful cry and collapsed to the ground with a thud.
The unlicensed rider also sat on the ground, exhausted and panting heavily.
Just then, Guilong leaped down from the height and quickly approached the Unlicensed Rider. With an excited yet respectful expression, he clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply.
"May I ask your esteemed name? Please forgive my impertinence, but the martial arts you just displayed were simply divine, a masterpiece of nature!"
"I don't know...I don't know who my teacher was?"
The unlicensed rider was startled. Looking at the martial artist with fanatical eyes in front of him, he was somewhat at a loss and honestly answered:
"My name is Mumen Rider... Um... I don't have any master or teacher. This set of kung fu was taught to me by S-class hero Mr. KING."
Even with the manuscript given to him by Mr. King, Mumen Rider believes that he is not yet worthy of being called Mr. King's disciple.
"Mr. King?"
Upon hearing the name, Guilong was first taken aback, then his pupils dilated sharply, and a complex expression of realization, shock, and admiration appeared on his face!
"KING! The strongest man on Earth! So that's how it is! I see!!"
He murmured excitedly, his body trembling slightly at the astonishing truth.
He understood everything!
Everyone knows that King is powerful, but no one knows just how powerful he is!
Only true martial artists can see through appearances. Mr. KING is not only the pinnacle of power, but also the founder of martial arts philosophy!
He was a true grandmaster of martial arts!
And this unlicensed rider in front of me...
Although he is not yet very strong, he must possess something that ordinary people do not have, which is why Mr. KING chose him and considered him the most suitable successor to inherit his martial arts will!
That's why I'm passing on this amazing martial arts technique to you in its entirety!
A perfect logical loop instantly formed in Guilong's mind.
He looked at the unlicensed knight with an expression of utmost solemnity and respect, as if he were looking at a senior disciple carrying a sacred mission.
"So you're Mr. King's personal disciple! My apologies for not recognizing you!"
Just as Guilong was about to ask for further advice, his cell phone suddenly rang urgently in his pocket.
He answered the phone, and his expression changed drastically.
"What?! Is the situation that serious?" Guilong exclaimed in shock.
"Senior brother, please come back quickly! The elders are all helpless, and Master... he keeps calling your name!"
Chapter 132 Ghost Dragon: It's all fate!
"I'll go back right away!"
Guilong hung up the phone, his face filled with anxiety and worry.
His master had treated him with immense kindness, and he absolutely could not ignore it at this time.
But... what about the upcoming martial arts tournament?
He had been preparing for this day for far too long.
This is not just a competition, but a stage for him to prove the essence of "Liefeng Hall" martial arts to the world.
In this era where heroes and eccentrics abound, traditional martial arts are gradually declining and are regarded by many as mere fancy moves.
He wants to use his fists to tell everyone that true martial arts are a powerful force forged through countless trials, strong enough to withstand disasters!
To go or not to go?
He was torn between his inner turmoil and his own conscience, and was in great pain.
Just then, he glanced at the unlicensed rider beside him who was struggling to get up from the ground.
A bold yet reasonable idea instantly came to his mind.
Yes! And him too!
The successor of Mr. KING!
Since I am no longer able to participate in the battle, rather than letting this stage that carries my dreams come to a sad end, I should pass it on to someone with more potential!
The hero before us is clearly new to the true path of martial arts, and the martial arts tournament is the perfect training ground for him!
In this way, I can both rush back to my sect and... repay Senior King for his guidance that day!
Thinking of this, Guilong took a deep breath, walked up to Mumen Rider, and said with an extremely solemn expression: