On the second floor of the club, the voices were extremely loud. The previous Wang Baole gave everyone the feeling that he was a fat rabbit who knew how to bend fingers, press wrists, and kick crotches.
All of his combat techniques made people's hearts palpitate, and at the same time, they felt a sense of hatred. Especially the crotch-kicking, it made people's scalps tingle. While they felt the same way, they also felt a sense of shame.
From their point of view, bending fingers or pressing wrists were the actions of hooligans. As for the crotch-kicking, it was even more so. It was unpresentable.
However, this person's mouth was extremely vile. He actually provoked everyone in the arena. Hence, under the influence of the victims, a storm of disdain was set off.
In everyone's hearts, Fat Rabbit was a piece of trash who only knew how to play petty tricks. He was extremely shameless, but … when Wang Baole's shameless combat techniques suddenly defeated a Pulse Enrichment expert, all of these thoughts collapsed. The amount of disdain they had before was equal to the amount of shock they felt at this moment.
"He … he actually defeated a Pulse Enrichment expert!"
"Heavens, bending fingers, pressing wrists, and kicking crotches. Such shameless combat techniques can actually produce such great power!"
"That's not right. It is difficult for ordinary people to do so. This Fat Rabbit must have immersed himself in this path for many years to cultivate such combat techniques!"
Gasps could be heard as waves of commotion broke out. The people who frequented this club were all ancient martial arts enthusiasts. In fact, they did not have such strict principles in their hearts. To a certain extent, as long as it was proven to be useful, they would accept it.
Although Wang Baole's techniques were somewhat shameless, the battle just now was enough to prove the effectiveness of this combat technique. As a result, many people on the second floor of the club gasped and were moved.
There were even many people who spent Spirit Stones to search for the recordings of the hundreds of battles that Wang Baole had fought and began studying them. At the same time, because there were too many people on the second floor, and because of Zhou Lu's identity, news of Fat Rabbit immediately spread widely.
At that moment, Wang Baole had already returned to the Ethereal Dao College. After a day of practice, he realized that he had gained some insight into the technique of the crotch kick. Hence, he entered the dream world again and began training with the senior sparring partner.
Days passed. Even though Wang Baole would still scream in his dream realm, the number of times he screamed decreased. In the outside world, as time passed, news of Fat Rabbit spread, and it finally began to ferment.
Fat Rabbit's reputation was no longer limited to the club. Now, even outside, it was faintly spreading. Furthermore, there were quite a number of Ethereal Dao College students in the club that day. Amidst their shock, they began their research and learning.
Thus, whether it was on the Dao Academy's Spiritnet or the Federation's Spiritnet, videos of Wang Baole's battles appeared one after another in Ethereal City.
Every video went from silent to exploding with clicks. Everyone who watched it gasped, especially the former challengers. When they watched it again, they recalled the pain from back then and studied it more seriously.
These videos spread like wildfire within a short period of time, and more and more people learned them. There were even people who found the source of the videos, the twisting technique of the Ancient Martial Arts. In reality, this was the original version. What Wang Baole learned was obviously a modified version. Coupled with the suction force of his devouring seed, it produced a special twisting technique.
For some things, once they had a source and a history, they would be different. For example, Wang Baole was no longer a shameless battle technique in the eyes of the crowd. Instead, it had become a combat technique.
"This is what true combat looks like!"
"That's right. More than a thousand years ago, combat was just a performance. But in today's world, combat is a critical moment. It's a battle that can determine life and death!"
"That makes sense. In the midst of life and death, it's too pedantic to be particular about not bending fingers or kicking crotches!"
As such discussions increased, there were even organizations that supported Wang Baole. These organizations were formed spontaneously and were extremely supportive of Wang Baole's actions on the Spiritnet.
Soon, news of Fat Rabbit spread throughout Ethereal City.
All of this caused more and more people to learn the twisting technique. There was even an endless stream of people bending fingers, pressing wrists, and kicking crotches in the arena in the club. Although it was inevitable that there would be people who despised it, it gradually became a trend. However, the club quickly issued restrictions that prohibited crotch-kicking.
This action seemed to affirm the twisting technique, causing more people to become more enthusiastic about bending fingers and pressing wrists.
Furthermore, the twisting technique was still effective. Although it wasn't as terrifying as Wang Baole's devouring seed, it still had its sharpness to a certain extent.
Even in Ethereal Dao College, the trend slowly appeared. There were already students from the Combat faculty who began practicing, especially the youth who called himself Daddy. He was even more so. He studied videos in the training room while practicing his twisting technique.
"I will definitely know your identity. When the time comes, I, Lu Zihao, swear that I will make you call me Daddy!" While the youth was training crazily, in a very luxurious room in the fight club, Zhou Lu was standing by the window, watching a video. She was doing the same.
The room was very exquisite. Looking out, one could see half of Ethereal City at a glance. Clouds swirled around the room, making it seem like the city was in an immortal paradise.
The decorations around the room were even more exquisite. Every piece of furniture looked very expensive.
And in the luxurious room, Zhou Lu was wearing home clothes. She was coldly staring at the video of Wang Baole on the screen in front of her.
Losing to someone at the Physical Seal realm was a huge blow to her. Especially after having her ass kicked, it made her arrogant and haughty. It had already turned into a rage that could drive her mad at any moment.
Although she wasn't studying during her research, she was racking her brains to find a way to counterattack.
However, the scene in the video made her unable to restrain herself. She slowly clenched her fists. It was also at this moment that her father, the president of Ethereal City's freestyle fight club, walked in from outside.
Seeing his livid daughter, the club's president had a wry smile as he sighed.
"Lulu, why are you so angry?" The president looked to be in his forties. He was tall and straight. Although he had some white hair on his head, his cultivation level was no longer at the Ancient Martial realm. He had long leaped over the dragon's gate, transcending mortality and entering sainthood. It was difficult to detect.
"Dad, are you going to tell me the identity of that darn Fat Rabbit!?" Zhou Lu looked at her father who was walking over. This wasn't the first time she had made such a request.
"Don't mess around, Lulu. The privacy of our customers is the foundation of the club. This taboo cannot be broken! You are about to report to the military. Don't throw a tantrum. " The president shook his head helplessly and consoled her. Seeing that his daughter was still angry, he felt a headache coming on. Coincidentally, a subordinate came to report to him. After a few more words of persuasion, he left.
Only Zhou Lu was left in the room. Her chest heaved as she stared at the video and gritted her teeth.
"Fatty, I will definitely find out who you are!"
There were many people like Lu Zihao and Zhou Lu in Ethereal City. Most of them were people who had suffered at the hands of Wang Baole … Although their persistent words didn't reach the level of cursing, it still made Wang Baole sneeze several times during this period.
"Someone is thinking of me again." At this moment, in the Dao College's cave abode, Wang Baole, who was eating snacks, sneezed. He hurriedly drank the Ice Spirit Water and felt a little better.
As he ate his snacks, he mumbled to himself.
"I've become too famous recently. I have to keep a low profile … I'm someone who is going to be the president of the Federation. Apart from my official reputation, nothing else is important." Wang Baole agreed wholeheartedly. He felt that his choice to wear a mask back then was too correct. At this moment, he finished his snacks happily and patted his stomach. He took a deep breath and entered the dreamscape to continue sparring with the senior sparring partner.
Days passed like this. Wang Baole's grappling technique became more refined. In the end, his sparring sessions with the senior sparring partner were extremely intense.
As for his combat talent, it became more and more apparent under this training. The number of times he was kicked in the crotch decreased as well. When the senior sparring partner could no longer kick him, Wang Baole began his counterattack.
But this counterattack … didn't bring him pleasure. Instead, it brought him another nightmare.
The senior sparring partner's combat technique changed again. It developed from the wrist to the shoulders, neck, knees, and other joints of the body.
It was as if all the joints of the human body were the target of the grappling technique. The various anti-joint combat techniques caused Wang Baole's screams to echo in the dreamscape once again.
He also thought of going to the club again. But when he thought of how he had offended the club's young master, Wang Baole sorrowfully endured it. He began to improve bit by bit in the dreamscape through bitter methods.
Fortunately, his foundation had been polished very firmly. The senior sparring partner's changes weren't too drastic. Slowly, Wang Baole experienced the intense pain in his joints, and his grasp of the grappling technique became more and more adept.
Two months later, when he defeated the senior sparring partner, Wang Baole walked out of the dreamscape. He looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the cave abode. His body and mind were extremely excited.
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