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Shawn Young was secretly shocked by what he heard, but he knew—this was the world of martial arts! The words he exchanged with these two top fighters from the China Dragon-Tiger Leaderboard were like water spilled on the ground—impossible to take back. So, chest out, he declared boldly, "So what if I challenge both of you Dragon-Tiger masters at the same time? Life or death, it's fate! Cut the crap—are you fighting or not? Just say the word!"
"Fight!" roared Ethan Zhao, the ugly man in black. In a flash, he launched his attack, surging forward with his arm raised. Even though Shawn Young expected it, he was still caught off guard!
Ethan Zhao's sudden assault was blindingly fast—his speed was totally out of proportion to his age, at least several times faster than Jack Chen's earlier moves. By the time Shawn Young reacted, Ethan's fist was less than five centimeters from his chest. There was no time to retreat, so Shawn had to dodge left to narrowly avoid the blow.
But just as Shawn Young dodged, Ethan Zhao stomped the ground and shot his right foot toward Shawn’s ribs—using the same move Jack Chen had tried earlier. Only this time, Ethan’s version was several times more powerful. No exaggeration.
There was no way Shawn Young could dodge in time. The move was lightning-fast and brutal—Ethan Zhao was clearly showing Shawn the true power of the Piercing Kick School and fighting to reclaim his honor for Jack Chen.
"Ugh—" Shawn Young hadn’t expected Ethan Zhao to be so fierce and fast. He spun, trying to evade, but it was too late—smack! Ethan’s foot slammed into Shawn’s ribs with a dull thud. Both fighters quickly separated, and Shawn staggered back a step before stopping.
Shawn Young’s face stayed calm, but inside he was a mess—the kick felt like a nail driven into his ribs, almost splitting him open. He immediately circulated his internal energy and checked himself. No major damage, but the pain was sharp and intense.
"Hmph—" Shawn Young snorted, took a deep breath, and forced the pain down. That kick had fired him up—he stomped the ground and sprang forward like a wild beast, eyes narrowed. Suddenly, he attacked, channeling all his strength into his hands and launching a Step-In Cross Fist—a classic move from Xingyi Boxing.
"Facing an enemy is like being burned alive—you go in hard and fast!" Ignoring everything else, Shawn Young charged at Ethan Zhao like an angry lion. This Xingyi move was also called the 'Xingyi Killing Strike'—notorious for its brutality. If Shawn hadn’t been so enraged, he wouldn’t have used such a savage technique.
Ethan Zhao had been in the martial arts world for decades, with tons of battle experience. He was surprised by Shawn Young’s move—totally outside the playbook. The more Ethan watched, the more familiar it seemed, and then it hit him: this was the Step-In Cross Fist from Xingyi Boxing—a deadly technique that showed no mercy. He realized he was in trouble.
By the time Ethan Zhao reacted, Shawn Young’s fist was only three inches from his chest. The fierce, dominating force tore through the air with a sound that scared Ethan out of his wits. He knew all too well—if that punch landed, he’d be dead on the spot. There wasn’t even time to dodge!
Just as Ethan Zhao thought he was about to die, a flash of blue shot out—Simon Qi darted in to save him! Boom—boom—two heavy thuds. Shawn Young’s savage attack was instantly halted, while Simon Qi grunted and stumbled back several steps, shaking out his numb arm. His brows furrowed—after that exchange, he could feel Shawn Young’s terrifying power, as wild and fierce as thunder and tigers!
Ethan Zhao snapped back to his senses, quickly retreated a few steps, and steadied himself. He stared at Shawn Young, sweat pouring down his forehead, feeling like he’d just taken a stroll through the gates of hell!
Neither Ethan Zhao nor Simon Qi realized that, besides his martial arts, Shawn Young’s real pride was his nearly monstrous internal energy. Shawn Young wasn’t planning to let them off easy—he remembered what Master Yuan Zhen once said: “When masters fight, there’s no room for mercy. Show softness, and you’ll be the one dead!”
Shawn Young sank his waist, snorted, and channeled a massive surge of power into his arms! His stance was as fierce as a tiger or wolf on the hunt, launching a vicious attack straight at the still-shaken Simon Qi and Ethan Zhao!
Both Ethan Zhao and Simon Qi felt a chill in their hearts—a wild, overwhelming force was coming at them like thunder and lightning. They knew this was a life-or-death moment! No way to dodge, so they both roared, summoned all their strongest internal energy, and charged in to intercept Shawn Young’s terrifying attack!
But Shawn Young ignored their counterattacks, relying on his own overpowering internal energy. With a burst of 'Lightning Strike Force,' he charged straight in, stepping forward with his right foot, taking the Three-Body Posture of Xingyi Boxing, and twisting both fists out from his chest!
Shawn Young unleashed the most devastating move in Xingyi Boxing—the Cannon Fist! Just like cannon fire, once it’s launched, nothing can stop it. The momentum was unstoppable, as if he could charge through ten thousand troops!
Ethan Zhao and Simon Qi felt the force of the wind from Shawn Young’s punch right in their faces. At close range, the sound of his Cannon Fist tearing through the air was like someone firing a cannon right between their ears!
The two of them instinctively shrank their necks as Shawn Young’s fists whizzed past their temples, making their ears buzz like a swarm of angry flies! In their panic, they both used the force of Shawn’s Cannon Fist to push themselves backward, bouncing away using the momentum!
Shawn Young was in the heat of battle—seeing the two trying to escape his attack range, he snorted, stepped forward with his left foot, and raised his right palm to strike, both palms lunging forward in perfect sync.
This was none other than the killer move in Xingyi Boxing—Cannon Fist with Tiger Form!
Ethan Zhao and Simon Qi were still stumbling back, barely steady on their feet, when Shawn Young suddenly darted right in front of them. Their eyes went wide as saucers, feeling the savage, murderous energy—every hair on their bodies stood on end! In desperation, they could only shield their chests with both hands, hoping to block the blow!
But Shawn Young’s footwork was lightning-fast. As his toes touched the ground, his hands suddenly shifted into Five-Form Cross Fist—boom! boom!—two heavy thuds landed right on Ethan Zhao and Simon Qi’s crossed arms! The Cross Fist used a spiraling force, twisting like a powerful wringing motion.
Crack! Crack! Two clear bone-breaking sounds echoed. Ethan Zhao and Simon Qi felt like Shawn Young had swung a giant hammer into them—they staggered back nearly ten steps, blood spraying everywhere, clutching their chests as they collapsed to the ground!
Shawn Young, fired up and bloodthirsty, roared and charged forward, raising both hands and aiming for the heads of the fallen Ethan Zhao and Simon Qi, ready to finish them off right there!