Chapter 5: Mysterious Brawl (Part 1)

  At this moment, applause suddenly came from behind!

  I was stunned for a moment, then cursed inwardly and continued to fight with abandon, not noticing that someone had arrived behind me! Their reinforcements have arrived, it seems we'll have to fight another round!

  Just as I was about to turn around and curse, two figures emerged from the shadows in the corner of the alley. One of them was clapping his hands loudly. To my surprise, they were two robust foreigners with one black skin and one white skin!

  Both of them are very tall, estimated to be around 180-190, and the high-collared T-shirts they're wearing definitely aren't hiding any excess fat. Their eyes are extremely cold and sharp, like substantial gazes sweeping back and forth over me, making me feel very uncomfortable. In over twenty years of living, I've never seen this kind of gaze on anyone before.

  But who would have known that N years later, I'm still looking at this world with the same eyes?

  The alley was very long and dark, with only a dim lamp every ten or twenty meters above the head, casting a faint light around. Countless flying insects danced around the lamp. I always felt that the two of them had met somewhere before, but couldn't remember where until they stopped under the lamplight, their faces wearing an enigmatic smile. Suddenly it dawned on me - they were those two foreigners from the crazy bar earlier.

  The black foreigner who was applauding stretched out his thumb and smiled, saying to me in poor Chinese: "Good... good, good, your kung fu is not bad!"

  The voice was cold and couldn't hear any praise.

  His smile made me feel very dangerous, which is a feeling I've never had before. Even when I faced over ten gleaming iron bars just now, it only made me a bit flustered. I want to leave here as soon as possible and get as far away as I can!

  I involuntarily took a step back and asked coldly: "What kind of people are you? Are you their accomplices?"

  "No, no, no." The black foreigner hastily shook his head and said with an exaggerated expression: "We don't know these people, why should we help them. Why not just kill them directly? That would save a lot of trouble."

  My heart suddenly and inexplicably quickened, my eyes involuntarily narrowed into a small slit, looking at their nonchalant expressions, the sense of danger became more and more apparent.

  Maybe when others say this, I would laugh at them for being able to pretend, but seeing their expressions, I couldn't laugh at all. They always make me feel like it's really as they said, killing that group of people is just a very ordinary thing for them. I've never seen anyone take human life so lightly, even when I'm angry, I would only beat the black dog to the point where it can no longer do evil, killing people is almost an impossible thing for me!

  I don't know what to do, I can only coldly say: "I've never killed anyone, nor have I ever had the interest to kill, if there's nothing else, then I bid you farewell!"

  Having said that, he was about to turn around and leave.

  "Halt."

  The black foreigner's voice rose again, I stopped in my tracks, turned around and hummed a cold laugh: "Aren't you not with them? What do you want me to do?"

  The black foreigner pointed at the white foreigner next to him with an innocent face and said, "My brother just wants to exchange a few moves with you, no other meaning."

  I sneered and said, "Still saying you're not helping!"

  The black foreigner walked two steps forward with a smile, I quickly retreated one step on high alert. The black foreigner spread his hands to indicate he was harmless and stepped on the thigh of a small child who had just woken up.

  With a crisp "crack" sound, the leg that was being stepped on snapped in response. The poor little one fainted again without making a sound. The black foreigner, however, took a deep breath with an expression of enjoyment, lifted his head to look at me with satisfaction, and smiled as he said: "What a wonderful sound! I told you I don't know them, didn't I just ask you to kill them? If it's inconvenient for you to take action, I'd be happy to help out! As a gift for our first meeting, free of charge."

  The corners of my mouth twitched involuntarily, and a chill rose from the soles of my feet, what a huge kick!

  What the heck! Where did these two foreigners come from? Looking at his face with a nonchalant smile really annoyed me, I couldn't help but want to finish the game and leave them behind. I opened up my stance and loudly shouted: "Come on!"

  "Why don't you take a break? I don't want people to say that I'm bullying..."

  "Not necessary!"

  The black foreigner retracted his smile, nodded, and the white foreigner next to him sneered, clenching his fist as he walked over. Watching him walk, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, his breathing was steady, his footsteps were stable, not too big or too small, absolutely a master!

  Forget it, hit him, maybe he's a useless guy!

  Strike first and gain the upper hand, a well-known maxim! I made up my mind, not waiting for him to steady himself. With one swift step, I rushed forward and threw a fierce punch at his face. The white foreigner didn't dodge or evade, letting my fist hit his face. However, it felt like punching a wall, with a dull ache spreading through my hand. The white foreigner took my punch, his head merely jerking back slightly, without any sign of distress.

  I was shocked, my fist is so heavy that others don't know, I'm clear in my heart, ordinary people can't get up within a minute after being hit by me, but when I hit him in the face, it seemed like nothing had happened!

  A white foreigner took advantage of my daze, suddenly grabbed my clothes and shouted loudly, lifting me up with a height of 180. The collar was choking me, I couldn't breathe, and I desperately punched him in the face twice, but unfortunately, he seemed to have no sensation at all. When I was about to kick him again, I was thrown to the left by him. My body flew into the air, my back heavily hit the wall and bounced back to the ground, splashing mud and water everywhere. My whole body ached, I crawled twice but couldn't get up.

  The white foreigner burst out laughing and rubbed his face, pointing at me lying on the ground and shouted: "Hey, don't lie down... get up quickly, this is just the beginning, weren't you very good at fighting just now?"

  A surge of anger rose up in my heart once again, I gritted my teeth and pushed myself up from the ground with both hands, let out a loud shout and rushed to his face, then suddenly threw another punch at his eyes.

  Attack others' weaknesses with your strengths, attack others' softness with your hardness!

  However, this punch was easily blocked by him. Looking at his seemingly smiling expression, the anger in my heart burned even more fiercely! From childhood to adulthood, I had never been beaten so badly before. I gritted my teeth and launched a few more punches in succession, but they were all dodged effortlessly by him. I didn't expect such a massive body to be so agile, and I was stunned again.

  During a fight, never be caught off guard, this is an experience I got from my first battle in life.

  As I was dazed, a white foreigner grabbed my shoulder and with one knee knocked me to the ground, sending me tumbling two meters away, covering me from head to toe in mud and water. I endured the intense pain and struggled to get up again, just lifting my head when an enormous boot came flying towards my face.

  As I was hit by this heavy blow, my body flew backward lightly and fell to the ground heavily, sliding back several meters in the mud before stopping. My entire head was numb. Struggling to open my eyes, I found everything around me blurry, with all things spinning around me! I hastily shook my head hard, pressing the acupoints beside my eyes with my hands. Fortunately, that white foreigner did not attack again, but stood quietly in place, staring at me.

  I couldn't care about all that anymore, and didn't even notice the mud and water all over me. I closed my eyes and gently rubbed those few acupressure points. Before long, my head gradually cleared up. The brief respite allowed me to slowly recover while starting to think things through - this old foreigner was absolutely not an ordinary person, his moves were quick and ruthless, clean and efficient, and his body was very agile. If I continued like this, I would eventually lose, and lose badly - my fists couldn't pose any threat to his muscular body.

  Calm down, calm down...! A flash of insight in my mind, from the moment I saw them, I was shocked by the aura they emitted, and my mind was confused, only focusing on simple and effective attacks and hard fighting with him, without any exquisite moves or playing to my strengths. The essence of Chinese martial arts lies in the subtlety of its moves, which seem like individual actions but actually embody the laws of nature, bringing out the ultimate potential of human strength and ability.

  Why am I so stupid to think of it now?

  Technique! Technique!

  I slowly calmed down and finally figured out the key to the problem. The things my old man taught me before slowly came back to my mind, one move after another flashing in front of my eyes like a movie. In our family's traditional martial arts, there is a fist method that combines Tai Chi, which specializes in defeating enemies who attack fiercely! I slowly opened my eyes, and although my head still hurt, my vision had returned to normal.

  I stood up, breathed out softly, and readjusted my stance.

  The white foreigner looked at me, who had quickly calmed down, with some surprise, and then showed a approving expression, nodding his head and saying: "Good! Kid, now it's my turn to attack, you'd better be careful!"

  The foreigner let out a low growl and instantly left the spot where he was standing, covering several meters in distance, arriving in the blink of an eye like a tank. He swung his fist at me. I took a step back, lightly raised my hands to block his incoming punch. My body arched backward, following the momentum with a turn and a shift, dissipating all his force. Immediately after, I pushed forward towards his chest, using his own strength against him.

  A white foreigner threw a punch, but the force of his fist was somehow absorbed by me, making it feel like he had punched a cotton ball. Just as he was about to retract his fist and continue attacking, I suddenly felt a surge of energy pushing against my chest, causing him to stumble backward several steps before regaining his balance. His face was filled with shock as he stared at me, who was still holding out a hand in a pushing gesture.

  The white foreigner, not believing in evil, rushed up and threw another punch. I quickly shifted my body to the left, grabbing the incoming fist with one hand. Along with his momentum, I pulled him again, adding force. At the same time, my left foot flashed forward, tripping him, causing the white foreigner's body to lose balance. He let out a dull hum, falling heavily to the ground like a fast-falling steak, splashing mud and water everywhere. As he fell, I slammed a fist onto his lower back, making a loud cracking sound that made his shoulder blade sink downward, although not causing much harm but accelerating his fall, making him land even harder.

  One hit and quickly dodged, the white foreigner's painful grunt when he fell to the ground greatly boosted my confidence. I let out a loud shout: "Come on again!"

  The saying goes that the bigger the head, the harder it falls. This sentence is not wrong at all. The white foreigner had an expression of utter disbelief on his face as he struggled to get up from the ground, gritting his teeth and moving his shoulder around. His eyes were wide like a cow's, muttering something about Chinese kung fu, and then suddenly, with a look of excitement on his face, he threw another punch at me without saying a word.