CHAPTER 1032: CHAPTER 36: SUPERNATURAL WRESTLING

Lu Xuanyu felt himself getting stronger... rapidly stronger.

The high-intensity, ceaseless practice in the past year had become his capital. The thoughts of these few days, along with his wholehearted dedication to Martial Studies and clashes with others, fully ignited the accumulation of the past year.

He could almost feel that his current "strength" was at least thirty percent higher than it was a few days ago.

And it was under this mindset that Lu Xuanyu faced the most dangerous battle of his life.

The Chinese Wrestling practitioner, Yuan, was a middle-aged man with long arms and legs. He wore a white traditional Chinese wrestling outfit with a big red belt, his chest exposed, revealing well-defined chest muscles.

Facing Lu Xuanyu, Yuan’s stance was somewhat low. Before going on stage, he specifically found Lu Xuanyu in the resting area. He slightly bowed and said, "Brother Lu, nice to meet you. It seems we’re getting to know each other through fighting."

Lu Xuanyu nodded, "Indeed, indeed."

"Brother, I have a humble request. I heard you’ve been living in Beiping these years... After this competition, can we exchange ideas in private? As someone who practices Martial Arts, I also want to experience your full strength, but there’s only one chance in a challenge match, so I can only choose the most assured method."

"Ah, that, of course, is not a problem." Lu Xuanyu nodded in agreement.

That was the entirety of their conversation. After exchanging contact information, Yuan returned to his backstage resting area to prepare for the match.

Until both sides entered the arena.

And once on the platform, this middle-aged man, who appeared somewhat timid in demeanor, seemed to change roles, his eyes becoming sharp and fierce.

At this moment, Lu Xuanyu had already nurtured a certain morale. He was the stronger party, and there was a task to "make the match more exciting," so he was naturally the one to take the initiative in attacking.

But Yuan was even more aggressive and powerful. As soon as the referee lowered his hand, Yuan’s body suddenly dived forward, hands reaching out. This movement was probably the fastest he had ever made in his life.

——Leg grab...

Lu Xuanyu’s heart thought spun rapidly. The most direct way to counter this move was a flying knee counterattack. However, this was a wrestling match, and using knee strikes was not allowed. In a reflex, Lu Xuanyu stepped back while preparing to suppress Yuan’s shoulders with both hands.

But Yuan disappeared from Lu Xuanyu’s sight...

No, something’s wrong.

Lu Xuanyu’s vision followed Yuan’s upper body in motion. Yuan suddenly stopped midway—it must have been pre-rehearsed. Thus, Lu Xuanyu’s vision, as if it had inertia, continued moving, losing sight even more.

At this moment, the perfect counter for "leg/waist grab" instead became an irreversible action that led to a loss of balance.

Lu Xuanyu’s upper body was falling toward the ground.

In Chinese Wrestling, there exists such a skill where one can completely overthrow the opponent without physical contact. It’s not a specific "move" but a feint action of diving for leg grab, tricking the opponent into using the counter technique of "step back press down"—a purely mental contest, tricking the opponent into performing an illusionary fall.

Yuan was indeed one of the few most likely to defeat Lu Xuanyu.

The system’s prediction was accurate.

But at this moment, Lu Xuanyu had already undergone a transformation. He simultaneously executed several actions: twisting his waist, retracting his left leg, straightening his right leg, and extending both hands forward.

He made an extremely extreme lunge, with his left knee almost touching the ground, relying solely on grabbing the hem of Yuan’s wrestling outfit to maintain balance, not letting his knee touch the ground.

In contrast, Yuan’s reaction was a beat slow. His reaction period had passed its peak, placing him at a disadvantage compared to younger boxing kings. Perhaps that one feint just now had exhausted his mental and physical strength—being able to trick Lu Xuanyu was the peak of his skill.

Though Lu Xuanyu was at a great disadvantage now, Yuan did not press his advantage in time to expand it.

Thus, Lu Xuanyu quickly embraced Yuan’s waist like lightning. Only then did Yuan attempt to suppress the opponent, but it was too late.

There’s no need to elaborate further. Lu Xuanyu had already overturned Olympic judo athletes and freestyle wrestling champions of every weight class.

The skills of these people were on par with Yuan’s.

"Oh oh oh oh! Another match ended in just one move! How many times has this happened now? Our Lu Xuanyu, once again, ended the fight with a single move!" The commentator passionately shouted, "Those who bet on the ’Lu finishes the fight within ten seconds’ event got lucky again!"

Lu Xuanyu extended his hand, pulled Yuan up, and said, "Your skill is astonishing."

"There were still several moves I didn’t get a chance to use..." Yuan said with a bitter smile.

The battle of this unknown warrior was similarly regarded by the general audience as a "break point," even the applause wasn’t as dense.

But it truly was the most dangerous match.

If Lu Xuanyu were an Intelligent Warrior, he absolutely couldn’t have stopped in time, nor would there be any chance of a comeback.

The match with Yuan poured a bucket of cold water over the fiery spirit in Lu Xuanyu’s heart.

Now, he was much calmer.

Next, Lu Xuanyu faced off with a master of Bagua Swimming Body Palm and defeated him with Jeet Kune Do kung fu.

Then, the morning’s matches concluded. Lu Xuanyu didn’t need food; he hydrated himself and began familiarizing himself with a set of special armor.

This special protective gear included a snug head protector covering the forehead and cheeks, and lightweight anti-stab tools made of modern composite materials. These items were not heavy or conspicuous; a hooded sweatshirt or coat could easily hide them.

Additionally, this equipment’s waist was adorned with several batons.

"The rules proposed by the competitor named Bruce Debasser stipulate that the champion and challenger use identical physical data for the match. Conceal body protection gear and weapons with outerwear, choosing from common brands like Adidas, Decathlon, or Li-Ning. If hit below the wrist by a weapon, you must discard the weapon, but if no one breaks the rules, the referee won’t stop the bout, and the competitor can draw another baton. It’s required to pre-place throwing items without sharp points, weighing no more than fifty grams, in pockets..." Chen Feng grinned, "This guy sure knows how to exploit the rules."

In fact, Bruce’s match was originally slotted earlier.

However, Bruce’s rule change request was indeed peculiar. He practically specified a strangely designed protective gear and required using non-standard outerwear to cover it...

Only he would fight this way.

It was truly a rule asymmetrically advantageous to him alone.

Bruce wasn’t categorizing by weight either; he was individually demanding, "It must be like me."

"This is still unfair to him. After all, he is a warrior accustomed to street fighting." Lu Xuanyu said.

And Xiang Shan’s comment was, "Finally, someone smart."