Chapter 35: Ancient Muay Thai Boxing

  Wang Chan took a glance at Zhou Yahuan who was standing outside with a thoughtful expression and knew that his efforts had not been in vain.

  Although he didn't expect Zhou Yahang to go far or achieve much in martial arts, a martial artist values both wealth and fame. Without "wealth", how can one afford to eat and live, buy precious medicinal materials to replenish their vitality? Without "fame", it's like being a master without a name, truly having no prospects.

  In the past Jianghu Wulin, the reason why the grudges and grievances between generations were endless was largely due to the disputes over fist theories among various families and factions. You say you're good, I say I'm good, but in the end, no one can convince anyone else, so it's only natural that they would resort to fighting, with injuries and deaths piling up endlessly. And this is still a matter between Chinese martial arts and Japanese martial arts, yet Wang Chan insists on coming to argue about it, even though it's just Zhou Yahang alone.

  "Is there anyone who still doesn't accept me as the head coach?" With that, Wang Chan refocused his attention on the field and directly challenged the surrounding Qingniao coaches.

  At this time, two doctors in white coats outside the field had already lifted Wu Jie onto a stretcher, and Wu Jie, who was half unconscious, also happened to wake up.

  "You wait, Wang! This matter is far from over!" Wu Jie, lying flat on the stretcher, turned his head with great effort just before leaving, and looked at Wang Chan who was still challenging others in the arena. His eyes were full of venom, clearly still resentful about being injured by Wang Chan earlier and unwilling to let it go.

  "There are really too many petty people in this world, if you can't play then don't play. I heard from Lei Ting that Wu Jie has some power behind him, and now that he's been beaten by me, he'll probably harbor hatred in his heart. However, even so, in a public place like this, I could only do it to this extent. If my internal explosive technique was fully mastered, just now I should have secretly stored up a hidden energy within him, in his five organs and six viscera, calculating the timing precisely, making him self-destruct, dying at home. Unfortunately, I still lack that bit of fire timing!"

  Wu Jie gazed at Wang Chan with hatred, and Wang Chan immediately felt a pang in his heart. He turned around abruptly and saw the venomous look in Wu Jie's eyes, which filled his chest with murderous intent.

  He grew up in the mountains, used to seeing the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak, and he knew that killing a snake would only bring harm to himself. But this was no longer the world of the mountains; in front of so many people, he couldn't just rush over and kill him, could he? That would be outright murder, and what awaited him would be fully armed police officers with assault rifles.

  At that point, no matter how good his kung fu was, a dozen or so soldiers surrounded him and fired a burst of shots, even an iron man would be riddled with bullets.

  Wang Chan is not a good person, but in the city, unlike in the mountains, it's necessary to have some tolerance. Moreover, he can practice boxing and martial arts to this level, so he must be clever, and he should understand simple human relationships.

  "It doesn't matter to me who becomes the head coach, but I hope to exchange hands with Mr. Wang, I am Nguyen Phong from Bangkok, practicing traditional Muay Thai boxing, please give me more guidance!"

  Just then, a dark and thin middle-aged man with a stiff Mandarin accent walked up. This middle-aged man named Ruan Peng was only 1.7 meters tall and not physically strong, but he walked like a straight spear, never bending, giving people an extremely refined feeling.

  No matter the aura, figure or footsteps, all of it made Wang Chan's eyes light up. This man was obviously much stronger than Wu Jie from earlier!

  Muay Thai is considered one of the most brutal martial arts, with a reputation for being undefeated for 500 years. Its fighting style is fierce and violent, similar to China's Bajiquan, emphasizing the abandonment of all unnecessary movements and focusing on high-quality strength and simple technical training. The most commonly used techniques are punching, elbowing, kneeing, and kicking, each aiming to be fatal.

  Wu Jie was just a young man in his early twenties, even if he was a third-degree black belt in karate, there must be some water in it. But Ruan Peng's age is already over thirty, which is the peak of physical strength in a person's life. Whether it's physicality, skills or experience, there is a huge gap between the two.

  "I've heard that Muay Thai and iron sand palm training are similar, both using self-mutilating exercises to increase bone density in specific parts of the body, allowing one to achieve unimaginable strength. Unfortunately, this old man has spent his whole life in the Northeast and never went south or witnessed the prowess of these exotic martial arts. Looking at Ruan Peng, his limbs are like withered wood and iron trees, clearly he has tempered his tendons and bones into steel-like strength, obviously a master, just right for me to broaden my horizons."

  Wang Chan did not expect to meet someone practicing ancient Muay Thai in Qing Niao, and upon taking a closer look at Ruan Peng's physique and aura, which were both extraordinary, he immediately felt a thrill of excitement and readily agreed.

  However, after Ruan Peng came on stage, he didn't rush to fight Wang Chan. Instead, he first clasped his hands together and bowed in all directions, then knelt down with his head buried and muttered to himself as if reciting something silently. Wang Chan felt a sense of strangeness but seeing Ruan's solemn expression, almost sacred, he didn't dare disturb him and quietly waited for a while.

  After a while, Ruan Peng got up from the ground, first tied a brown-red hairband around his forehead, and then began to wind the hemp rope around his fists and arms in circles. Although the movement was slow, Ruan Peng's face became increasingly calm.

  It seems that the series of rituals just now has calmed his mind, without any ripples, and his entire body and mind are already invested in the next moment's impending battle.

  "Is that all right?!" Wang Chan finally showed some impatience.

  "Alright!" Just as Wang Chan's voice had barely fallen, Ruan Peng suddenly took a fierce step forward at this moment, charging straight ahead, his whole person seeming to transform into a ferocious beast pouncing on its prey in the mountains, instantly arriving right in front of Wang Chan.

  Ruan Peng's two arms rose up, protecting his head and face, blocking in front of his chest and abdomen, like a tiger holding its head, while suddenly jumping up from the ground, quickly approaching Wang Chan, at the same time folding his right knee and violently lifting his small leg upwards, striking towards the center of Wang Chan's lower abdomen.

  This Thai boxing knee strike was straight and extremely fast, the kneecap was like an iron pillar, suddenly lifted, with a whooshing sound, before even hitting the target, Wang Chan's clothes between his chest and abdomen were blown by a strong gust of wind, pressed tightly against his body, as if Ruan Peng's move had brought up an evil wind that wanted to blow Wang Chan away.

  Wang Chan immediately felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and his skin was slightly numb. He knew that this kick was extremely powerful and could shatter stone if it landed.

  The knee technique in Muay Thai is so fierce and powerful.

  "It's indeed fierce and ruthless, a fist technique honed on the battlefield." Wang Chan's heart stirred, facing such a ferocious attack, yet he didn't flinch, only arching his body, his abdomen caving in by more than a full fist, as if suddenly revealing a large hole.

  Because Ruan Peng's flying body was calculated to be the distance between the two sides, this time suddenly came out with a fist space, this move instantly went empty, tightly rubbing against Wang Chan's clothes edge, even if the back force was not enough, there was no use.

  At this moment, Wang Chan's arm fell down, and an iron palm chopped down, heavily slapping Ruan Peng's knee that had not yet been withdrawn.

  “Bang!” A loud noise, muscles and bones collided with each other, but a metallic clang was emitted from the outside, like the collision of gold and iron. The place where the two palms and knees collided seemed to burst out a spark, and a burnt smell instantly spread out.

  Ruan Peng's knee made a cracking sound, and his whole body shook violently. Before he could even change his move, Wang Chan slapped the big hand on Ruan Peng's knee upwards with great force, using the "Exploring Horse Palm" from the Bajiquan style, and struck out with a palm that was as swift and deadly as a knife or axe.

  Bajiquan is undoubtedly one of the most effective close-range combat systems, whether it's the basic Jin Gang Bashi or the six major openings and eight major moves' killing techniques, all are equally fierce and violent.

  Seeing Ruan Peng's Thai boxing skills, Wang Chan was eager to see which one was stronger and more powerful between Bajiquan and Muay Thai.

  A head-on collision with hard hitting is a typical way of fighting where both sides suffer losses if their levels are similar.

  Ruan Peng only felt a buzzing in his chest, cold air overflowing, and his body, which had been tempered for many years to be impervious to heat or cold, suddenly had a muscle spasm-like feeling. He immediately knew that Wang Chan's slap was incredibly powerful, and if he had been hit directly, he would have definitely spat up blood like Wu Jie.

  At this moment, with a slight movement of his mind, his small leg, which had not yet fully retracted, suddenly shot out with a "whoosh" sound, like a sharp razor, and kicked towards Wang Chan's thigh.

  Another typical "razor kick" in Thai boxing.

  Muay Thai is a national martial art in Thailand, almost all Thai men have to undergo training in this aspect when they are young. After more than ten years of cruel and hellish training, the real Muay Thai masters have almost zero fat content in their bodies, so they look very lean.

  However, their hands and feet are powerful, with great elasticity and flexibility. Some Thai boxing masters also practice yoga from Theravada Buddhism to cultivate the softness and flexibility of their bodies. A leg can be as soft as a snake, but it can also be as hard as steel.

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