Of course, among these people who were advancing triumphantly and winning battle after battle, Li Xingkong also discovered a few cultivators. Although they had not yet revealed any Magic Power or spells, one could tell a thing or two from their fighting style.
Although most practitioners nowadays come from military backgrounds and are highly skilled in military combat techniques, they are not able to fully utilize their military combat skills in this kind of competition. After all, it is a competition, and no matter how unruly it is, you can't just attack and kill someone directly; you still have to restrain yourself.
If you stop using this move, you'll inevitably get hit by your opponent. This is where you can tell if someone is a practitioner. For an ordinary person, taking a few punches will definitely hurt, but for these practitioners, it's like being tickled; they don't feel anything at all.
Instead, they were struck painfully by the fists from the other side. If it weren't for their revealing attire, the other side would have suspected they were wearing armor.
After several rounds of very hasty and playful battles, the battles in the preliminary rounds finally became a bit more interesting. Those participants who were just going through the motions were mostly eliminated, and the remaining participants were basically all skilled fighters.
This significantly enhanced the entertainment value of the match.
At least the matches where players immediately start by throwing wild punches are gone, but correspondingly, some strange and unusual martial arts customs have emerged.
"I am Ma Baoguo, the head of the Hunyuan Taijiquan."
"I am Cai Kunkun, the founder of Kun Fist )."
On one side of the field, this peculiar scene was unfolding. On one side was a man in his seventies. Although he was old, he was in good spirits and could even gesture with his hands. He did not look like an elderly person at all. He looked to be no more than 40 years old.
The young man opposite him was dressed in a classic black vest and had pink, center-parted hair.
It has to be said that these two don't look like proper martial arts practitioners at all; they seem to be just here to cause trouble. But that doesn't stop them from generating buzz. Now that they've met in this competition, it's no wonder that it's sparked a wave of excitement.
Most people came just for entertainment; after all, regardless of their actual skills, their reputations were undeniable.
Once on stage and exchanging greetings, the two began their respective stances. Ma Baoguo used the traditional Tai Chi Wild Horse Parts Its Mane stance, slowly looking at his opponent, while Cai Kunkun used the Kun Fist Iron Mountain Lean stance, swaying in place as if searching for his opponent's weakness.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds, seemingly noticing something. Suddenly, Cai Kunkun launched an attack, dribbling forward and rushing to Ma Baoguo's side in a few steps, raising his hand to throw a punch. Although Ma Baoguo was old, his reaction speed was still quite fast. He naturally reacted to such a slow punch, spreading his hands forward to block the incoming punch.
But old age and frailty are no joke. Although he blocked the punch, the force of the punch did not dissipate, and he staggered back three big steps before regaining his footing.
"Young man, don't bully the elderly."
Ma Baoguo rubbed his hands, which were still a little sore from the punch, and said.
"Elderly people? I'm targeting elderly people."
Seeing that his first move had no effect, Cai Kunkun quickly launched another attack. He slightly bent his knees, used one hand to protect his lower body, and used the other hand to strike forward with his palm. His palm technique was unpredictable and elusive.
Just as the palm strike was about to land on Ma Baoguo, Ma Baoguo took advantage of the moment the palm wind hit his face and fell backward onto the stage. Then, he spun around on the spot and grabbed Cai Kunkun's feet with both hands.
"Kid, you're ruthless."
He whispered something in a voice only the two of them could hear, then suddenly shouted.
"This is outrageous! They're beating up an elderly person! Quick, my back! Ouch, my butt!"
He was holding Kunkun's foot tightly, and Kunkun couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.
"Damn it, are you trying to scam me on the field?"
Kunkun was dumbfounded. He had only recently mastered the Kun Fist; was he going to fail here?
"Get up right now, I didn't touch you."
Kunkun was getting anxious. His moves were fine in a direct confrontation, but he really didn't have a good solution when faced with this kind of rogue.
"No, I'll Dongchedi later."
Old Ma's hands were clenched tightly, like two iron wires.
"If you keep doing that, I'm going to kick you!"
Kunkun was initially hesitant to kill the old man, but since he was now resorting to extortion, he had no choice but to take action.
I won't let go.
Old Ma still held onto Kunkun's feet very firmly.
There are only two ways to win this match: either one side concedes defeat or is knocked off the stage. There are no rules to restrict someone like Old Ma who stubbornly lies on the ground and refuses to get up.
After all, there are many boxing styles in Divine Land that involve ground fighting; directly restricting someone from falling to the ground would be discriminatory.
Both of them brought their own fans, so there were already a lot of people watching. Although Ma Baoguo's move was unsightly, it was indeed effective, and for those who just wanted to have some fun, it was obviously much more entertaining than their amateurish fight.
"Bang!"
Kunkun finally couldn't hold back and kicked Old Ma. Although the kick landed on Lao Ma's body and made quite a noise, it still didn't knock Old Ma away.
"Well, kid, you're serious? Then don't blame me for being impolite."
Old Ma took a kick, but he stopped clinging to the leg. After all, he had already taken a kick, and clinging wouldn't make his opponent admit defeat. He might even take a couple more kicks, so he had no choice but to use the second tactic.
He quickly got up from the ground and made a move.
"Taste my Lightning Five Consecutive Whips!"
He jumped around wildly, waving his arms and kicking his legs. Seeing this, Kunkun activated the defensive stance of the Kun Fist.
"Take this!"
Old Ma jumped a few times on the spot, then flashed forward and threw a punch.
But at his current age, his punching power is weak and his punching speed is not good, so Kunkun easily caught this punch.
"I'm electrified!"
Old Ma touched his waist with his other hand, then shouted loudly. A spark seemed to flash from his hand, and as soon as he shouted, Kunkun on the other side suddenly began to convulse, as if he had really been electrocuted.
Old Ma withdrew his punch, and Kunkun was so shocked that he collapsed to the ground. Upon seeing this, the referee immediately called a timeout.
What is this? This guy actually knows lightning magic?
Seeing this, many viewers started shouting, while Kunkun's fans looked on in disbelief.
After the referee called a timeout, he quickly began searching Ma Baoguo's body. Soon after, he found a small electric shock device on his waist. The current was not high, less than 36A, but the shock would still cause a noticeable pain.
The referee quickly reached a conclusion on how Old Ma had released the electricity.
This guy truly lives up to his reputation as a master; he has a lot of crooked ideas. First, he used insulating material to draw a tattoo on his body, running from his waist all the way to his fist. Then, he applied a layer of silver powder over the insulating material, fixed the discharge device to his waist, turned on the switch, and the current was conducted directly to his fist along the silver powder. Upon contact with his opponent, it directly shocked them.
Once this method is exposed, it will be very difficult for everyone to catch it.
Ever since this guy got knocked out last time, he's really figured out a Lightning Five Consecutive Whips.