"It will be an honor to face you!" Dash bowed very respectfully and positioned himself for the fight.
Wu Ping's face twitched as the fight began with the opening barely initiated. There was nothing preventing him from starting the fight as his fighting style was fast and characterized by quickly finishing matches.
Seeing the approaching attack, Dash repelled it by raising his defense and instantly responded with punches, targeting his opponent's limbs while maintaining a defensive posture.
Pum! Pum! Pum!
While being hit by Wu Ping's aggressive blows, Dash began to furrow his brow as he felt increasing pain in his shoulder. At that moment, he slightly lost concentration, which Wu Ping sensed, so the wisest choice was to attack Dash's stomach.
Dash wasn't naive; his defense quickly took effect, repelling that potentially dangerous blow, and then he stepped back.
On the combat platform, the two figures intertwined, giving an incredible spectacle that shouldn't be possible coming from kids, and that's what began to excite the audience that had come for this.
Using two different Kung Fu styles, each highlighted with different techniques and combat strategies.
Dash's eyes moved quickly, analyzing every move of Wu Ping. He had to be aware of each of his opponent's movements to develop a good strategy.
In a true fighter, there are instinctive movements, autonomous movements, and those made to harm the opponent. For Dash, using all three at once was something he considered while devising a plan in his mind.
Having the ability to simulate a fight in his mind quickly, he used his blocks and occasionally attacked to wear out Wu Ping, who seemed to have no more endurance than he did.
The moment he stepped back, Dash received a kick, then another, and a loud thud was heard. Both who had been hurt by this clash of kicks recoiled with pained expressions on their faces.
Seeing how the two had stepped back with a similar movement, the audience couldn't believe this outcome.
Enduring the pain, Dash ran towards Wu Ping, who, seeing him approaching, tried to kick again, but then Dash slid across the floor, hit his lower guard, and knocked him to the ground.
Being on the ground, Dash, who knew Wu Ping would try to get up immediately, leaned his body toward him and hit his stomach with an elbow.
"Point!"
When Dash heard this, he jumped up, walked back to his place, and frowned as the pain in his body began to become more annoying to the point that it was hindering his movements.
Wu Ping, who wasn't prepared for that low blow, got up from the ground as sweat dripped from his forehead. The fight in the first few minutes had been intense, making it difficult for him to withstand Dash's blows, who seemed to have a plan.
"Ready? Fight!"
The referee saw no harm in the competitors, so he restarted the fight so that neither of them would have an advantage during this break.
Wu Ping smoothed his hair and looked at Dash with an expression full of emotions, knowing that he was facing a competitor who truly had a good fighting instinct.
This time, he would opt for a slower fight; he needed to catch his breath and wait for the pain in the muscles of his leg, which had really hurt him, to subside.
Dash wasn't much better; by this point, he had injured the front of his calf in his previous fight, and now using brute force hadn't been the best idea since the pain had returned.
"Now!"
Wu Ping, who let out a shout, jumped toward Dash, delivering a combination of kicks that were met by very effective defensive movements that countered each of his attacks.
Facing these kicks that seemed to be very precise, to the horror of the audience, Dash showed no fear and, on the contrary, began to dodge them one by one.
Taking distance from his opponent, Dash sighed deeply and extended his hands, imitating the posture of his new Kung Fu style that he had reserved to test it with real opponents, and now the time had come to do so.
At the moment his posture changed, everyone was puzzled; no one knew what was happening, but others understood what this posture was for.