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Winter afternoon.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, scattering across the courtyard covered in pristine white sand, yet presenting a chaotic scene.

Two figures, one lean and one stout, stood facing each other in stark contrast.

Whoosh~~

A gust of wind fiercely attacked, black, fragmented hair brushing past his forehead, dancing wildly in the wind.

Fang Cheng lowered his head, his eyes suddenly opening, a sharp glint flashing within.

He watched as the violent figure, like a giant beast, pounced towards him.

Swiftly, like lightning, he reached out his wrists, seizing its neck and left wrist respectively.

Simultaneously, he exerted force from his waist and back, twisting his body 90 degrees, his right leg hooking out to shift the opponent's center of gravity to the left.

Next came the execution of a throwing technique, sending it flying outwards.

However, Goro Majima possessed extraordinary strength.

Even as he lost his balance, he managed to slam on the brakes, violently yanking back with his hand.

Fang Cheng had been carefully sensing the subtle changes in his opponent's body muscles.

Seeing this, he immediately changed from a wrist-grabbing and pulling style to a corner reversal.

As he fell backward, he raised his right foot upwards.

Utilizing the opponent's own forward leaning momentum, he easily tossed him backward.

The giant beast-like figure drew an arc in the air, crashing heavily onto a rockery.

Fang Cheng immediately swung his legs downwards.

Using the force of pushing off the ground, he straightened his waist and lifted his hips, instantly standing up again.

After days of flexibility training, coupled with back bridge exercises.

He naturally mastered this classic move in traditional martial arts, the "carp leap".

This is what free combat and mixed martial arts should look like in battle.

Otherwise, what difference is there between it and street thugs swinging wild punches at each other?

Facing an opponent like Goro Majima, who only had brute strength and lacked technique.

Fang Cheng went from being somewhat unaccustomed at the beginning to gradually comprehending the martial arts essence of "using force against force".

He then began to fully exploit his own advantages and achieved effective counter-control.

At this moment, his whole person was spinning and rolling rapidly, like a spiral.

As long as he seized an opening, he would use the opponent's own rushing momentum, make a slight traction, and send him flying out, causing greater damage.

The various throwing techniques used were not limited to the realm of Jujutsu.

Gradually, he also gradually integrated the grappling and throwing techniques from Sanda.

Rubbing the waist and clamping the chest, hooking the legs and hugging the shoulders, reversing the arm and disengaging, pulling the elbow and breaking the wrist…

His body was light and agile, appearing relaxed and at ease amidst the storm of attacks.

He even began to risk grappling, using the boxing and kicking techniques that had previously lost their usefulness.

He tried various combinations of boxing and Sanda techniques again.

This round, his performance was obviously more comfortable, vaguely feeling like he was integrating the three skills.

Even if he was occasionally thrown out by the opponent's brute force, he could kick, stomp, roll, and defuse the danger in time.

What's more.

Fang Cheng possessed 20 points of physique, and his resistance to strikes was equally impressive.

The sun gradually slanted, the light becoming somewhat desolate, yet seemingly more fiery.

The two on the field had been fighting fiercely for an hour, still chasing and wrestling each other tirelessly.

Only.

One was tensed to the extreme, breathing like a bull.

The other was relaxed to the extreme, his breathing still long and steady.

If one didn't look at the tragic scene of the surrounding rockeries, trees, and floors being damaged.

It seemed like it was really just a very ordinary martial arts sparring session.

[Congratulations, through unremitting efforts, your agility has been improved]

A prompt message suddenly appeared in front of him.

Fang Cheng didn't care at all.

He leaned back and retreated, dodging the opponent's hug and throw, and turned around with a spinning kick.

While counterattacking, he quickly widened the distance.

The battle continued.

After a while.

Several new prompt messages then appeared.

[Facing unimaginable powerful enemies, you comprehend the fighting philosophy, learn to apply it, and your skills reach the expert level]

[Jujutsu lv1 (0/250)]

[Congratulations, you have received a skill enhancement reward, please choose between two enhancement directions]

Fang Cheng remained unmoved.

He was not using his focus skill at this moment, but his whole person was completely immersed in the battle.

The blood in his body was boiling, as if turning into endless fighting spirit, constantly soaring upwards.

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Some people just want to constantly challenge.

Challenge those daunting dangers and powerful enemies.

Enjoy the stimulation of adrenaline secretion.

Enjoy the pleasure of stepping onto the peak step by step!

Sand and dust splashed, figures collided.

Bang!

Clang——

A relatively slender figure ducked and dodged a sweeping kick.

Immediately, he stepped forward, his shoulder leaning heavily, and slammed the muscle-inflated monster into the doors and windows of the house.

Broken glass shards scattered all over the ground, stained with a little bit of bright red blood.

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Looking at Goro Majima staggering, showing signs of physical exhaustion, Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed.

"It's time to finish you off!"

The thought flashed through his mind instantly, and his body also moved instantly.

Stepping on the wall for leverage, he crashed back close to the body.

His whole person rotated in the air, his two legs like scissors strangling the target's neck.

The huge impact directly dragged Goro Majima to the ground.

Fang Cheng used a sacrifice technique again, trying to strangle him to death with the power of his legs.

Creak—— Creak——

The neck made a faint, teeth-aching sound under the pressure of the leg muscles.

Goro Majima obviously also realized the danger to his life, staring with his eyeballs, desperately trying to pry open his legs with both hands.

For a moment, there was a slight loosening.

Fang Cheng's original strength was indeed much inferior.

But at this moment, his physical strength was obviously more reserved than the opponent's.

In fact, he had already steadily gained the upper hand in this wrestling match.

Slowly, Goro Majima's resistance began to weaken.

His face was distorted, exhaling more than inhaling, the bloodshot in his eyes gradually faded, the inflated muscles seemed to be shrinking, and his body was slowly returning to normal.

Finally, the sound of his breath was barely audible.

Fang Cheng's chest rose and fell, taking deep breaths, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Enjoying the pleasure brought by victory.

Suddenly, a bad idea flashed through his mind.

"Crap! Didn't I really beat someone to death?"

At the thought of this, Fang Cheng immediately broke away from the almost fanatical fighting state.

He loosened his legs, stood up, and was about to check the specific situation of Goro Majima.

A crisp, sharp voice suddenly came from the house.

"Stop it!"

Afterwards, a young woman in a bathrobe ran quickly into the courtyard.

It was the white-skirted young woman he had seen at the door before.

Obviously, she was Goro Majima's wife or girlfriend.

Facing her questioning gaze full of anger, Fang Cheng couldn't help but drift his gaze.

He spread his hands, indicating that he was actually an innocent person.

The reason why he beat Mr. Majima so hard was entirely at his personal request.

I just don't know if she is willing to believe it?

…… …… …… …… …… …… …… …… …… …… …… ……

Beep—— Beep——

The ambulance with flashing warning lights rushed to the nearby hospital, carrying the unconscious Goro Majima.

Fang Cheng stood on the street in the setting sun, his expression slightly speechless.

The club asked him to win over big clients, but he beat the other party into the hospital.

What's going on?

Fortunately, both parties signed a letter of understanding before the competition, explaining the relevant situation.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have to go to the police station now.

As for… how did Goro Majima become that kind of monster?

Fang Cheng didn't ask much.

In this case, it's good that he wasn't confronted by the other party's family members.

He secretly guessed all kinds of possibilities.

The only thing that can be confirmed is only one point.

"This world is definitely not simple!"

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, staring at the panel appearing in front of him.

It seemed that a door hidden in the mist was slowly opening towards him.