Subsequently, all spectators turned towards the entrance and, indeed, saw a spirited young man walking towards the ring.
The flicker of hope in the audience's hearts had almost extinguished, but suddenly, the appearance of the fifth competitor reignited their spark, and they began clapping fervently.
Initially, Lang Yifeng and others had carried several large flags inside, which were erected in the stands to help boost morale.
Later, when Luo Yang failed to appear, Lang Yifeng and the others had to discreetly hide the flags to avoid giving the Jingwu Gate Martial Arts School a bad reputation among the audience.
At that moment, Luo Yang arrived.
Lang Yifeng quickly instructed his people to raise the flags again, while he personally played the drum.
A drum piece called "General's Mandate" played, its sound strong and rousing.
The applause accompanied by the drum beating, the drum sound accompanied by clapping, shook the earth and mountains.
The audience now knew that the young man entering was Luo Yang, so the entire sports center echoed with the shouts of the crowd.
"Luo Yang!"
"Luo Yang!"
"Luo Yang!"
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The host also regained his confidence and excitedly announced, "Next, please welcome our champion fighter Luo Yang to the stage!"
He no longer needed to drag out his words to buy time.
All the spectators stood up and applauded, but most of them were clapping more as a form of encouragement.
Previously, all four disciples from the Yingyan Martial Arts School had been defeated by Kui tou Xiong er, and it was difficult for the audience to believe that Luo Yang could defeat Kui tou Xiong er.
It is known that, in Honghai County, the Yingyan Martial Arts School is an old and esteemed establishment.
Now, even the apprentices of Yingyan Martial Arts School were no match for Kui tou Xiong er, so how could this unknown young man Luo Yang possibly win against Kui tou Xiong er?
That was what nearly all the spectators thought.
Among those thousands of spectators, beauties like An Yuying naturally cared about Luo Yang's victory or defeat, but Zhang Jing was even more concerned about Luo Yang than An Yuying.
Initially, it was thought that Luo Yang would not appear, and thus his true skills would not be showcased.
Feeling disheartened, Zhang Jing was suddenly rejuvenated when she saw Luo Yang arrive, and she watched the ring intently without blinking.
When the drum sounds ended, the host continued, "Luo Yang, you will face a formidable opponent tonight. Everyone here hopes to go home with a good mood and have sweet dreams — can you help fulfill this wish?"
Luo Yang nodded and said, "I will not disappoint everyone."
A thunderous applause erupted like a tidal wave.
Kui tou Xiong er, on the other hand, stared coldly at Luo Yang, his eyes filled with disdain as if to say: What are you worth? Watch how I deal with you!
"Now let us enjoy the exciting showdown between Luo Yang and Kui tou Xiong er."
After the host finished speaking, he descended from the ring.
The referee came forward, explained the rules of the match, such as no kicking in the groin or poking eyes, checked that Luo Yang was not carrying any weapons, and then the match began.
Luo Yang wore thin fingerless gloves for the fight.
Although skilled, not knowing the ninja's level of power, Luo Yang was also cautious.
Kui tou Xiong er had already defeated the previous four competitors. If he were to defeat Luo Yang next, the five million prize money would be his.
This time, the Japanese team led by Yiye Bupo had only two competitors.
One was Kui tou Xiong er, a Jonin Ninja, equivalent in strength to a provincial champion in professional Sanda.
Given it was an amateur martial arts competition between Chinese and Japanese enthusiasts, the Japanese side believed that Kui tou Xiong er alone was enough to handle the competition.
Besides Kui tou Xiong er, the second was Nagasaki Hayashi.
Nagasaki Hayashi had a stronger background than Kui tou Xiong er; he was a Third Class Chunin in terms of skills.
It was the reticent young man sitting next to Yiye Bupo, who looked as though he had been lovesick for many days, listless, yet his eyes occasionally flashed sharply, indicating that he was not suffering from any physical weakness.
However, there were indeed five Japanese contestants present at the venue, but the problem was, three were just along for the tour, and their skills were even inferior to those of Kui tou Xiong er.
Having won against four Chinese competitors, Kui tou Xiong er was overflowing with confidence.
When he saw Luo Yang, he did not take him seriously at all, thinking that Luo Yang was just as subpar as the previous four competitors.
The audience also became anxious for Luo Yang, knowing well the strength that Kui tou Xiong er possessed.
Just as the audience was guessing how many minutes Luo Yang could last, Luo Yang suddenly landed a punch on Kui tou Xiong er's face.
Kui tou Xiong er fell to the ground and did not get up, prompting the referee to check his injuries and immediately signal for the medical staff to come and carry Kui tou Xiong er off for treatment.
Yes, just one move.
With that, Luo Yang had shattered Kui tou Xiong er's dreams of victory and reigning over the ring.
The crowd erupted in joy, the applause rolling in wave after wave.
An Yuying and other beauties also cheered excitedly, shouting support for Luo Yang.
Only Zhang Jing showed a look of surprise on her pretty face.
Yiye Bupo was startled and immediately asked Nagasaki Hayashi beside him,
"Mr. Nagasaki, what just happened?" Yiye Bupo exclaimed in astonishment.
"It's quite normal for Kui tou to have lost due to underestimation and a drop in physical strength," Nagasaki Hayashi analyzed.
After the medical workers carried Kui tou Xiong er away on a stretcher, the competition returned to normal.
The next one to challenge Luo Yang was Nagasaki Hayashi.
Luo Yang had indeed used seventy percent of his energy to shatter Kui tou Xiong er's eyebrow bone and nasal bridge.
If Kui tou Xiong er had not been so arrogant, it would indeed have been difficult for Luo Yang to end the match in just one move.
It would have taken at least three moves.
From the speed of Kui tou Xiong er's punches, Luo Yang knew he had him completely figured out.
As a Third Class Chunin, Nagasaki Hayashi was significantly stronger than Kui tou Xiong er, and with his teammate defeated, he had to be extra cautious in the battle.
The essence of Luo Yang's Shadow Fist laid in passive defense; if the enemy did not attack, his defensive capabilities were actually weak. The more the enemy attacked, the stronger his defense became.
After exchanging two moves with Nagasaki Hayashi, Luo Yang knew that the only way to win in a short amount of time was to go head-to-head.
Having True Qi within his body gave Luo Yang an advantage in close combat.
So, Luo Yang changed his strategy from defensive to offensive.
As Luo Yang had anticipated, once Nagasaki Hayashi fell one move behind, he was forced to defend and exchange punches with Luo Yang.
Even the spectators sitting at the farthest point of the stands could hear the booming sound of fists colliding.
After one round, Nagasaki Hayashi was in so much pain that he grimaced.
Seeing Luo Yang charging at him again, Nagasaki Hayashi had no choice but to admit defeat; his hand bones were fractured, and both his arms were swollen red, rendering him incapable of continuing the match.
If Nagasaki Hayashi hadn't admitted defeat himself, the referee might not have even realized his hands were fractured.
Among the five Japanese competitors, Nagasaki Hayashi was considered the strongest. Now that even he had lost, the Japanese side had no choice but to have Yiye Bupo wave the white flag of surrender.
As a result, Luo Yang ended up at a disadvantage.
If he had completed all five matches, he could have won five million.
Now, having only fought two matches, he would only receive two million in prize money, which was nearly enough to pay off Shuang Qiao's high-interest loan.
As the ring fight ended, a bevy of beauties rushed towards the ring, both An Yuying and Tang Guihua wanting to throw themselves into Luo Yang's arms.
As they both ran towards him simultaneously, Luo Yang had to spread his arms as wide as possible.
Neither of the village beauties wanted to yield, each aiming to monopolize Luo Yang's embrace.
Luo Yang met them halfway, first hooking his left hand around An Yuying's slender waist and taking a half step forward, finally managing to encircle Tang Guihua's slender waist with his right hand.
With that, he embraced both village beauties, preventing any jealousy from arising over the matter.
The village beauties were also happy for Luo Yang, still excitedly shaking their delicate bodies while in his arms.
Luo Yang just felt his chest being nudged by their elastic tenderness, finding it quite amusing.