vstars Chapter 1294 - 1309: Overestimating Oneself
Chapter 1294 - 1309: Overestimating Oneself
At this moment, Wu Yifan truly had nothing to say. The man named Lin Mu before him was obviously putting on a facade, playing the underdog who ends up beating the tiger. Dammit, he clearly fell for Lin Mu's trick. But thinking about it, it wasn't quite right; it was he who wanted to compete with him in the first place.After such a blow, Wu Yifan's heart was filled with frustration. Despite his frustration, however, Wu Yifan wasn't about to willingly give Luo Aimiao to Lin Mu. If he gave up just like that, people would look down on him, and he wouldn't be worthy of being called a man!
"Winning just on making money doesn't mean anything. Let's do best out of three. If you can win one more round, I'll willingly let Ah Miao go to you," Wu Yifan said to Lin Mu.
Lin Mu had long anticipated that Wu Yifan wouldn't be reconciled, which was already within his expectations.
"Then let's compete again. Are you sure that if you lose this time, you'll willingly let Ah Miao go to me?" Lin Mu looked at Wu Yifan and said. This time, Lin Mu wanted Wu Yifan to be willing, otherwise, Lin Mu didn't even want to deal with this idiot. How dare he try to steal a woman from the Wolf Fang Soldier King? If he doesn't beat him to death, he'll at least disable him!
"That's right. If I lose this time, I'll willingly let Ah Miao go to you. From now on, I'll have no thoughts about her and won't have a word of complaint," Wu Yifan said confidently.
"You're saying it so well, but how can I trust you?" Lin Mu said.
"Fortunately, Ah Miao is here. If I go back on my word, I'm sure Ah Miao won't like someone like that. Ah Miao, bear witness. If I lose and still bother you, you don't need to pay me any mind in the future," Wu Yifan said to Luo Aimiao.
Luo Aimiao nodded, "Hmm,"
"Haha, alright. Since you say that, if I don't accept the challenge, you'll think I'm afraid of you. So, I just have to accept. Now, whatever you want to compete in, you can choose, and I'll accept," Lin Mu said. In reality, Lin Mu was waiting for those four words from Wu Yifan: willingly.
"You said it yourself, then let's see who has better martial arts. If Ah Miao is in danger, only someone with good skills can protect her. How about it? Do you dare to compete?" Wu Yifan looked at Lin Mu and said. You know, boxing is Wu Yifan's forte. Wu Yifan's strong physique has a lot to do with his daily training. In the United States, Wu Yifan trained with a professional boxing coach.
"Haha, a fight, huh?" Lin Mu laughed. This guy actually picked the right event, wanting to go one-on-one with the Wolf Fang Soldier King, the highest combat power in the underground world. One could only say, Wu Yifan didn't check his horoscope for today!
"What? Afraid?" Wu Yifan chuckled lightly, his eyes full of confidence. In terms of height and weight advantages, he was very confident he could beat Lin Mu. Of course, if he randomly asked around Wancheng, that confidence would evaporate completely.
"Haha, why would I be afraid? I'm just worried about you," Lin Mu smiled proudly.
"Lin Mu, don't be arrogant. I hope you can still laugh later," Wu Yifan said.
"Alright, enough nonsense. Do we fight here or outside?" Lin Mu asked.
"At the martial arts hall. I'm not some street thug," Wu Yifan said.
"Fine, I'll agree to that," Lin Mu said casually. Although it's a bit of trouble, this guy even wants to go to a martial arts hall for a fight. He's really not afraid of the hassle!
Luckily, Lin Mu had the time, so he accompanied Luo Aimiao and Wu Yifan to the martial arts hall. Wu Yifan even made a big deal of taking off his suit and changing into training clothes. But in Lin Mu's eyes, he was just wasting time. Did this guy really want to have a prolonged fight?
To be blunt, Lin Mu could easily take Wu Yifan down in a second. Of course, Lin Mu wouldn't be so cruel; he would show some restraint.
After Wu Yifan changed his clothes, he put on boxing gloves, performed some jumping around the ground, protected his head with one hand while the other made some gestures in the air, looking utterly ridiculous.
Meanwhile, Lin Mu stood to the side, watching Wu Yifan as if watching a monkey. Lin Mu had seen Europeans boxing before, but only on TV. Two people wearing gloves, jumping around like monkeys, only hitting the face and upper abdomen, and no kicking allowed. This kind of gameplay seemed a bit stiff and not exciting to Lin Mu, especially since it wasted his leg attack capability.
But against a newbie like Wu Yifan, Lin Mu was confident he could handle him with just one hand, so it didn't matter if he didn't use his feet. And Wu Yifan over there was doing silly warm-up exercises, which lasted about five minutes until Lin Mu was about to lose patience. Finally, Wu Yifan finished his warm-up.
"Are you ready?" Lin Mu asked impatiently. This guy really knew how to dawdle. It would have been fine if he wasted his own time, but wasting Lin Mu's was not cool. You know, Lin Mu had seven or eight girlfriends waiting for him at home! Wasn't this just messing up a good thing?
"Come on, let me show you how I beat you up!" Wu Yifan said confidently.
"Alright, then beat me up quickly. I've been waiting for way too long!" Lin Mu smiled provocatively.
Wu Yifan snorted coldly, then swung his fist to attack Lin Mu.
"Oh man... This punch, it's like a woman's, soft and weak, lacking any hardness." Lin Mu shook his head helplessly, then gently caught Wu Yifan's incoming fist.
Once Wu Yifan's fist was caught by Lin Mu, it felt like it was clamped by a giant pincer, and no matter how he tried to break free, he couldn't.
"Not challenging at all," Lin Mu said, then lightly closed in, his graceful movements like the Wave Riding Step, and punched Wu Yifan in the stomach.
"Oh..." Wu Yifan grunted, his pretty face turned red all over, just like a woman having been seen naked, and he clutched his stomach as he fell to the ground.
One could say Lin Mu didn't even stretch. With just a step and a reach, Wu Yifan was already down. Such strength actually dared to challenge the Wolf Fang Soldier King of the North African Grassland; it truly left many shattered glasses on the ground!
"Do you think there's any need to continue the fight?" Lin Mu smiled proudly.
Wu Yifan gritted his teeth, though unwilling to concede, he seemed to hear the breaking sound of his own dreams. What the heck? Before he could fully showcase the charm of Western boxing, he was already laid flat on the ground by Lin Mu?
The plan was perfect, but the outcome made it hard for Wu Yifan to believe. He tried to get up and beat Lin Mu, but he was completely devoid of the ability to counterattack. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up. Clearly, the long-prepared battle ended before reaching its climax.