Chapter 112 【One-Hit KO】

Just like Gu Feng said, the moment the second match began, the competitor from San Yuan Middle School, that guy named Bai Jianping, unleashed a barrage of attacks!

Unlike Park Ji-sung, who participated in the first match, every strike Bai Jianping made was aimed to kill, clearly hell-bent on putting Zheng Jian to death.

If this were the old Zheng Jian, facing Bai Jianping's crazy attacks, he'd have been scared stiff, and ultimately lost the match.

But since receiving Gu Feng's guidance, Zheng Jian's combat skills had improved, and he sparred daily with Ling Wei and Xu Qiang. Both Xu Qiang and Ling Wei possessed an intensity that was just as fierce as Bai Jianping's.

That daily sparring is exactly what kept Zheng Jian's mindset rock-steady. He wasn't frightened by Bai Jianping's lethal techniques, nor did he recklessly attack. Instead, he stuck to the game plan Gu Feng had laid out, doing nothing but dodging.

At this moment, Zheng Jian on the stage was like a nimble kitten, dodging everywhere.

Seeing Zheng Jian constantly dodging, Bai Jianping only cranked up the pace and force of his attacks. He executed one Taekwondo killing technique after another.

Whether it was the referee in the ring or those at ringside, seeing the viciousness of Bai Jianping's moves, they were all sweating bullets for Zheng Jian, while inwardly cursing Bai Jianping for being too ruthless—those were fatal techniques.

However, what gave them some relief was that although Zheng Jian had no chance to counterattack, his dodging was extremely agile; Bai Jianping couldn't land a solid hit on him. Gu Feng knew this, and so did Li Dongguo on the other side!

But the crowd didn't get it, especially the spectators in the stands.

When they saw Zheng Jian being chased and beaten by Bai Jianping like a whipped dog, some spectators in the stands became displeased, shouting loudly: "Zheng Jian, what are you, a man or a mouse?"

"Exactly, getting your ass kicked and just running away, it's really shameful!"

Zheng Jian paid no mind to the spectators' insults, nor did he have the energy. At this moment, his attention was completely focused on Bai Jianping, looking for an opening as he dodged.

Several times, Bai Jianping, attacking too fiercely, left himself open, but Zheng Jian did not launch an attack.

It wasn't that he didn't notice; in fact, he spotted them immediately. He just kept remembering Gu Feng's words: "Wait for the perfect opening, then finish it!"

And the openings Bai Jianping had revealed earlier wouldn't have been a sure win!

As time passed, Bai Jianping was losing his cool. His offensive rhythm became erratic, and his expression grew increasingly angry.

"Are all you Chinese just a bunch of cowards who don't dare to fight head-on?"

Bai Jianping launched another attack, but, worn out, the power and speed of his attacks had fallen off a cliff.

Zheng Jian didn't bite, nor did he even let it get to him.

By now, he had sensed that Bai Jianping was running out of steam; his chance was coming.

Suddenly—

After Bai Jianping's side kick was dodged by Zheng Jian, he spun around on instinct and delivered a textbook, flashy roundhouse kick!

The roundhouse kick is a very showy move in martial arts, but it doesn't pack much punch. Moreover, in duels between experts, it's generally not used because it leaves you too wide open!

Usually, in martial arts competitions, someone who uses a roundhouse kick is either cocky or way out of your league!

And Bai Jianping was the first kind!

Zheng Jian, from the moment he stepped onto the stage until now, hadn't dared to launch a single attack, which subconsciously led Bai Jianping to believe Zheng Jian was a chump. So, he wanted to use the roundhouse kick to humiliate Zheng Jian, trying to get in his head.

However, what he didn't know was that Zheng Jian had been waiting for this exact moment!

As Bai Jianping executed the roundhouse kick, Zheng Jian sidestepped and simultaneously lashed out with a brutal side kick!

Unlike Bai Jianping, Zheng Jian hadn't launched any attacks from the start; he'd been saving all his strength for this one kick.

"Crack!"

Zheng Jian's foot slammed into the joint of Bai Jianping's supporting leg.

Joints are one of the weak spots in the human body. Once heavily struck, you're going down, probably with a broken bone.

Bai Jianping was kicked to the ground by Zheng Jian. He let out a pained groan and instinctively tried to get up to continue fighting. However, the pain in his ankle told him that if he continued, he would only be walking to his death.

At that moment, the referee quickly positioned himself in front of Zheng Jian while gesturing with his fingers towards Bai Jianping, counting out loud: "1, 2..."

At this moment, Bai Jianping hesitated, his gaze painfully fixed on Li Dongguo at ringside.

In the distance, Li Dongguo wore an expression of cold indifference, his brows tightly furrowed together. That expression seemed to tell Bai Jianping: if you lose this match, don't even think about learning martial arts from me anymore!

Understanding Li Dongguo's expression, Bai Jianping gritted his teeth, pushed himself up with his hands, and stood on one leg.

"Think carefully. You've broken one leg now and have essentially no combat capability left. Even if you continue fighting, there's no possibility of winning!"

Seeing Bai Jianping stand up, the referee issued a warning. Clearly, he didn't want the match to continue. Earlier, Bai Jianping had used killing techniques on Zheng Jian from the start. Now, with Bai Jianping having no offensive power and negligible defense, if Zheng Jian were to use a killing move, Bai Jianping would undoubtedly die!

Hearing the referee's words, Bai Jianping's face contorted with pain. Finally, he gritted his teeth and shook his head, indicating he was forfeiting the match.

"Damn it! Bai Jianping, that useless waste!" When he saw Bai Jianping shake his head and forfeit on the ring, Jin Zhengwei couldn't help but curse.

At the same time, Li Dongguo narrowed his eyes slightly, completely ignoring the apologetic look Bai Jianping cast his way.

A few minutes later, supported by on-site staff, Bai Jianping slowly walked over to Li Dongguo's side, knelt down, and said, "Coach Li, I'm sorry!"

"You don't need to apologize to me," Li Dongguo said coldly, not even looking at Bai Jianping. "After we return to South Korea, I will have no further connection with you. Don't ever tell anyone else I was your coach. I can't afford that shame!"

When he uttered the last sentence, Li Dongguo's voice suddenly rose sharply.

Bai Jianping's heart jolted. But then it occurred to him: if he had continued the match, he would have been crippled on the spot, or possibly even killed by Zheng Jian. In that case, he wouldn't have been able to continue learning martial arts from Li Dongguo either.

Thinking this, Bai Jianping felt relieved. After all, compared to his life, learning martial arts was negligible.

However... what Bai Jianping didn't know was that Li Dongguo had no intention of letting him leave Hong Kong alive...

"You don't deserve to be called a martial artist!" Jin Zhengwei sneered, glancing at Bai Jianping with contempt.

Bai Jianping chose to remain silent in the face of Jin Zhengwei's mockery.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Dongguo stood up and said to Jin Zhengwei, "Xiao Wei, wait for me to return before you go on."

Jin Zhengwei didn't understand what Li Dongguo intended to do but nodded subconsciously.

Meanwhile, Zheng Jian also returned to Gu Feng's side.

"Coach Gu, thank you for your strategy," Zheng Jian said respectfully, bowing to Gu Feng. He understood that given Bai Jianping's offensive power, if he had gone head-to-head with him, he would have been the one to lose, possibly even losing his life!

Gu Feng stood up and gently patted Zheng Jian's shoulder, smiling. "Well done!"

After saying that, Gu Feng glanced at Li Dongguo, who was walking towards Xu Qin and the principal of San Yuan Middle School in the distance, and slightly furrowed his brows.

After a moment's thought, Gu Feng walked a few steps over to Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang had been staring coldly at Jin Zhengwei on the opposite side. Seeing Gu Feng approach, he quickly adjusted his expression and said, "Teacher Gu."

"Xiaoqiang," Gu Feng gently shook his head, signaling Xu Qiang not to get up, then said seriously, "When you go up later, do the same as Zheng Jian—only dodge, don't attack. Also, if your opponent's attacks become too fierce, forfeit the match immediately!"

Although Gu Feng had never seen Jin Zhengwei compete, from Jin Zhengwei's overall bearing and movement, Gu Feng could tell that Jin Zhengwei was a cut above the rest for someone his age, even slightly stronger than Ling Wei.

Xu Qiang didn't stand a chance against Jin Zhengwei.

And with Jin Zhengwei determined to seek revenge, Xu Qiang was in great danger. Gu Feng's warning was to keep Xu Qiang safe.

In fact, if not for considering Xu Qiang's stubborn nature, Gu Feng would have wanted him to just back out. However, Gu Feng understood that given Xu Qiang's personality, he would never agree to that.

Sure enough, just as Gu Feng had guessed, Xu Qiang's face fell, as if he disagreed with Gu Feng's arrangement.

But when he saw Gu Feng's stern face, Xu Qiang ultimately chose to compromise.

He was stubborn, but he was no match for Gu Feng in that department. Once Gu Feng made up his mind about something, not even God himself could change it!

"Xu Qiang, Kung Fu isn't something you master overnight. When your skills improve in the future, I, as your teacher, will find opponents for you to spar with." Seeing Xu Qiang nod, Gu Feng let out a small sigh of relief and patted Xu Qiang's shoulder with a smile.

Xu Qiang nodded lightly, shooting a resentful look at Jin Zhengwei across the way.

At the same time, Jin Zhengwei was also looking at him. Clearly, Jin Zhengwei had realized that Xu Qiang was the next contestant to take the stage—his opponent!

I will definitely kill you!

Looking at Xu Qiang's cold expression, Jin Zhengwei thought to himself.