Man Niu's Rogue Fighting Style

"Ye Bingxue wins this match!"

As the host announced the results, the noisy scene gradually quieted down.

Wang Ziqi left in a huff, his last glare a vicious look at Ye Bingxue before he sneered, "Don't be so smug. Tonight I'll get you into my bed, hmph! Hehehe!"

"Congratulations, eldest sister, on your resounding victory! A single, decisive strike!"

"Big Sister is awesome! Big Sister is so powerful!"

"Big sister is awesome!"

Ye Bingxue's face darkened when she heard this fellow's obsequious words.

Damn, can that awesomeness be applied to her?

The Man Niu, in a stroke of genius, slapped the wrong little brother on the head.

"Damn it, can I say 'awesome'? It has to be 'absolutely awesome,' 'Awesome Class'!"

"Shut up!"

"If you dare to spout nonsense again, I'll tear your mouths apart!"

Ye Bingxue's face flushed red and then turned pale. These illiterate people, if they can't speak, then they shouldn't speak. Nobody will think they're mute.

Some classmates nearby were desperately trying to suppress their urge to laugh, to the point that their bodies were twitching uncontrollably.

Actually, these guys are just too ridiculous. Ye Bingxue, such a beautiful woman, how can you say she's awesome?

The following matches were also intense and had some interesting moments, but overall they didn't arouse much interest.

"Next, we will hold the 66th match. The contestant is Man Niu from the freshman guard class, against Xing Bing from the senior fighting class."

"Holy crap! They've finally waited for me! Haha, watch me go and wreak havoc!"

Upon hearing his name mentioned, the Man Niu immediately became excited, rubbing his hands together and pushing through the crowd to rush onto the martial arts stage.

He couldn't wait any longer.

"Host, let's get started already, stop dawdling."

Seeing that the other party was in a bad position, the Man Niu urged them on.

His hurried and foolish appearance drew a burst of laughter from the audience.

The school leaders, sitting in the first row and acting as judges, all smiled wryly.

The host's lips twitched, then he shouted, "The competition begins!"

The next moment, the Man Niu brandished his massive iron rod and charged towards his opponent.

"Take this! [Clubbing the Stray Dog]!"

Xing Bing was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Damn it, they treated him like a dog right away. With a swing of his long sword, he created a gust of cold wind and charged straight at the Man Niu.

Seeing this, the Man Niu changed its tactics, slashing its large iron rod across its front.

With a clang, the two weapons collided, sending Mars flying.

The Man Niu roared and bulged his arm muscles as he pushed the iron rod with all his might, trying to force the Xing Bing back.

The Xing Bing nimbly slid back a few steps, then turned around and slashed at the Man Niu from the side with his long sword.

Before the Man Niu could retract its iron rod to defend itself, it suddenly leaned back, and the long knife almost grazed the tip of its nose.

The Man Niu rolled over and, upon rising again, gripped one end of the iron rod with both hands and thrust it at the Xing Bing like a spear.

Xing Bing hurriedly dodged to the side, but the Man Niu was extremely fast, and the iron rod still grazed his arm. Xing Bing frowned, but his movements did not slow down at all.

He gripped the longsword in his backhand and, using the momentum of the charging Man Niu, thrust the hilt of the sword into the Man Niu's belly.

The Man Niu reacted quickly, slamming the iron rod into the ground and using the momentum to leap up, kicking both legs toward the Xing Bing's head.

Xing Bing quickly bent down, and the Man Niu's feet swept past his eyes. Xing Bing rolled on the ground to create some distance between himself and the Man Niu.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing a strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes. The next second, they charged at each other again, their weapons clashing once more, and the battle entered an even more intense and stalemate.

The Man Niu spun the large iron rod rapidly above its head, forming a defensive circle like an iron barrel, and then roared as it rolled towards the Xing Bing.

Whirlwind Charge

Seeing this, the Xing Bing dared not meet the attack head-on. He pushed off the ground with both feet, leaped high into the air, and flipped in mid-air like a Goshawk swooping down on its prey, thrusting his long sword straight at the back of the Man Niu.

The Man Niu sensed the movement behind it, quickly stopped spinning, and swung the iron rod behind it, blocking the Xing Bing's fierce attack.

Immediately afterwards, the Man Niu gripped the middle of the iron rod with both hands and swept it horizontally across the waist of the Xing Bing.

The Xing Bing had barely touched the ground and had no time to dodge, so he could only hold his long sword upright in front of him to defend himself.

The Man Niu's sweep was incredibly powerful, and the Xing Bing was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Before he could regain his footing, the Man Niu wielded the iron rod with great force, then leaped into the air and brought the rod down on the Xing Bing's head.

[Mount Tai Crushes Down]

The Xing Bing's eyes narrowed, his feet planted firmly on the ground, his hands gripping his long sword tightly. With a loud shout, he charged forward with all his might to defend himself.

The two weapons clashed again, producing a loud bang that seemed to shake the surrounding air.

Seeing that he was too tough to handle and couldn't be taken down quickly, the Man Niu's eyes darted around, and a sinister smile appeared on his face. He delivered a groin kick aimed at the Xing Bing's crotch.

The Xing Bing was unable to dodge in time and was kicked by the Man Niu. He felt a sharp pain spreading from his groin, and he immediately bent over, his face pale and large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

Seeing this, the Man Niu's sinister smile grew even stronger; he wouldn't let go of this good opportunity to press his advantage.

He darted forward, and before the Xing Bing could recover, he clenched his right fist and slammed it into the Xing Bing's abdomen. The punch carried immense power, and the Xing Bing staggered back a few steps, letting out a painful groan.

Without pausing, the Man Niu kicked the Xing Bing in the chest again.

The Xing Bing barely managed to raise his arm to defend himself, but the force of the Man Niu made his arm go numb, and his body fell backward again.

The Man Niu, like a mad beast, pounced on the Xing Bing, swinging its fists left and right, each blow landing squarely.

The Xing Bing's face was covered in blood and bruises, and his eyes were so badly swollen he could barely open them; he could only struggle helplessly.

The audience was stunned by the sudden scene of violence.

Is this some kind of martial arts competition or a street brawl?

They resorted to all sorts of underhanded tactics.

Wu Qixian's lips twitched as he watched. This was a disgrace to the school!

But... it seems... there's no rule against hitting like this.

As he fought, the Man Niu cursed viciously, "You dare to oppose me! You won't admit defeat!"

"Do you admit defeat? Do you admit defeat?"

At this moment, Xing Bing was in extreme pain and weakness, and his consciousness began to become blurred.

But the Man Niu still didn't give up; he wouldn't stop until his opponent admitted defeat.

Ye Bingxue touched her forehead with her hand and turned her head to look elsewhere.

This kind of thuggish fighting style has embarrassed her.