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Within the secluded and elegant courtyard.

A layer of fine white sand covered the ground, with several jagged artificial mountains placed around.

Two figures entered one after the other, each engaging in warm-up exercises to stretch their muscles.

The surroundings were bare, devoid of any superfluous decorations.

Only a single red plum tree bloomed vibrantly, its petals scattered beneath.

This place was located in the backyard of the villa, remodeled to exude a strong Japanese style.

Fang Cheng removed his shoes and completed a set of squats.

Then, huffing and puffing, he performed a series of stepping punches and leg kicks.

Subsequently, he stood silently in the center of the courtyard, his gaze fixed on Goro Majima, dressed in a gray judogi, standing a few meters away.

Half an hour ago.

He had issued a challenge to Goro Majima in the living room.

After careful consideration, Fang Cheng ultimately chose to accept the challenge.

The generous reward of one hundred thousand yuan was undeniably tempting.

If he could obtain this sum, his grandfather's surgery fees would be immediately covered, and his mother would no longer need to worry so much.

Moreover.

Since the other party had issued such a straightforward challenge.

As a martial arts practitioner, how could he shrink back in fear?

Having figured this out, Fang Cheng faced the situation with composure, no longer appearing hesitant.

He simply treated this martial arts contest as a more intense sparring session.

It was also the best opportunity to hone the various combat skills he had recently mastered in actual combat.

Previously, Fang Cheng and Goro Majima had engaged in several informal exchanges.

He could sense that the other party's physical strength was indeed very strong, with an attack power far exceeding that of ordinary professional fighters.

However, Fang Cheng's strength attribute was now as high as 18 points, completely comparable to his opponent.

Having studied the video discs for many days, he knew that karate masters generally had a drawing-hand posture before starting a fight.

The principle was the same as the traditional martial arts concept of sinking qi to the dantian, which meant channeling energy throughout the body for easier exertion.

Goro Majima's actions clearly indicated that, as he had said, he was indeed preparing to go all out.

Fang Cheng then took a step forward with each foot, his knees slightly bent, and raised his arms in front of his chest.

He also adopted his most proficient boxing classic guard.

Under the afternoon sun, in the courtyard used as a martial arts arena.

Two figures stood facing each other, without any spectators.

A wisp of breeze blew past, petals slowly falling, strands of hair brushing across eyebrows.

"Hah!"

Goro Majima suddenly exhaled, stepped forward, swayed his body, and quickly charged over.

At the same time, he transformed his fist into a palm, adopting a forward-leaning stance and initiating a thrusting hand technique.

A chop, carrying a sharp whistling sound, instantly slashed towards Fang Cheng's neck.

Fang Cheng leaped to the side to dodge, and in the process, backhanded a whip punch.

Goro Majima raised his palm to block.

Fang Cheng feinted an attack with a jab from his lead hand, then swiftly followed with a heavy punch to the face from his rear hand.

Pa!

Goro Majima reacted half a beat too late, and in a hurry, could only use his arms to block and protect his head.

Fang Cheng then followed up with a whip kick, heavily swinging it towards the left side of his abdomen.

In just under two seconds.

Goro Majima, who had previously appeared dignified, was forced to switch from offense to defense, seeming somewhat overwhelmed.

Fang Cheng did not give his opponent a chance to breathe, his continuous combination punches as fast as afterimages.

Hooks to the ribs, jabs to harass the enemy, supplemented by leg techniques, coming unexpectedly.

With feints and sudden attacks, he suppressed his opponent, forcing him to retreat steadily.

Goro Majima, who had been taking a beating, seemed to have been provoked.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth and glared, relying on his thick skin and flesh to withstand Fang Cheng's relentless whip kick.

Then, he seized the opening, grabbed the leg with his left hand to lock it, and used the opportunity to counterattack Fang Cheng with his right fist.

Pa!

The two instantly exchanged punches, blow for blow.

Fang Cheng swayed, quickly withdrew his leg and stepped back, continuously adjusting his center of gravity.

Goro Majima did not retreat, but his face twisted in pain, baring his teeth.

His right fist peak was now a patch of red swelling.

Clearly, without knowing the situation, he had suffered from the "Iron Fist" effect.

Fang Cheng's expression remained unchanged, breathing slightly.

Since his opponent had taken the initiative to ask him to use his full strength, he naturally would no longer hold back.

Therefore, he fought extremely aggressively from the start, with no so-called probing stage.

This was a respect for his own character, and also a respect for the strength of his opponent.

Goro Majima did not expect Fang Cheng's offensive ability to be no weaker than his ability to take a beating.

He seemed to be angered by Fang Cheng's reckless fighting style.

At this moment, his eyes were red, his eyes were fierce, and there were signs of restoring his usual manic state.

After panting for a while, he immediately rubbed his body and launched another attack.

However, this time, Goro Majima clearly knew that Fang Cheng's boxing skills were better than his own.

He simply stopped using karate hand techniques and instead competed with him in leg techniques and grappling techniques.

Fang Cheng countered each move, defending and attacking.

He clearly felt that Goro Majima's strength had become a bit stronger.

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He guessed that it might be because the other party had entered that crazy mental state.

The two were evenly matched for a while.

Fang Cheng was tall and had long legs, and he reacted faster, so he could make several moves in an instant.

Obviously, he had a firm upper hand.

Goro Majima had more combat experience, and even when he was passive, he could still find opportunities to counterattack.

Relying on his short and stocky build and low center of gravity, he would occasionally use leg-grabbing and wrestling techniques to force Fang Cheng to change his moves.

Suddenly, he used a leg-clamping technique again, and then turned around and swept his hind feet, followed by a minor inner reaping.

This series of moves was extremely smooth, and the movements were extremely concealed.

But it had already been seen through by Fang Cheng, who had figured out the moves.

A week of jujutsu training taught him various ways to fall to the ground, and he also understood many anti-wrestling techniques.

Quickly, he intercepted with his left leg and grabbed his wrist with his right hand.

While destroying his balance, he also took the opportunity to get rid of the entanglement.

Then, he continuously attacked with whip kicks, like a whip constantly whipping past.

At this time, Fang Cheng had completely controlled the rhythm, showing a crushing trend.

Bang!

Another side kick to the chest.

Goro Majima, under the huge impact, hit the artificial mountain behind him and let out a muffled groan.

Vaguely, there was a faint "crack" sound, and it seemed that two ribs in his chest were broken.

The power of 18 points of strength is evident from this.

Even Goro Majima, who was thick-skinned, suffered heavy damage.

Fang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and it seemed that he was too serious and actually injured his employer.

Then he shook his head slightly, somewhat disappointed.

"Is it over like this?"

The light screen flickered, and two prompt messages then appeared in front of him.

[You have experienced an enjoyable battle, boxing experience + 30]

[You have experienced an enjoyable battle, Sanshou experience + 35]

Originally, Fang Cheng had some expectations in his heart for the real power that Goro Majima said.

Unexpectedly, as his physical attributes increased and his skills continued to advance.

The powerful player who had troubled the coaches of the entire club could no longer withstand his full attack.

Just then, a low laugh suddenly sounded.

"Hehe..."

Goro Majima slowly climbed up, and the joints of his whole body continued to make crisp crackling sounds.

The moment he raised his head, those red eyes stared straight at Fang Cheng, his eyes as sharp as awls.

He licked the blood foam overflowing from the corner of his mouth, as if enjoying the stimulation brought by the pain.

It seemed that the previous duel between the two sides was still just a warm-up, and it was just a test for Fang Cheng.

"You are indeed strong enough."

Goro Majima twisted his neck, then gave Fang Cheng a thumbs up, revealing a satisfied and strange smile:

"So, please be sure to muster 100% of your spirit next, and don't be careless!"

Fang Cheng couldn't understand what he was saying.

But he could clearly see the changes in Goro Majima's physical condition.

His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing was heavy, and blue veins appeared on his face.

It seemed that he was holding back a big move, but the charging time was a bit long.

Fang Cheng did not slack off, rearranged his posture, and stared at the opponent.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply.

Goro Majima's whole person seemed to be inflated, and he suddenly swelled up.

Boom—

Immediately afterwards, the clothes on his body instantly burst, turning into countless flying gray pieces of cloth.