The Jackson family held an important position in the entire Geruga. There was no lack of experts attending their banquet. Even if Brandon didn't invite his father, Adrian, to be the referee to avoid suspicion, there were still other suitable candidates.
Polk, who was not a member of the Msasi, came from another sect within the Geruga Martial Arts Society that emphasized fist and kick. He was a veteran Grandmaster of Martial Arts for more than twenty years. He had a light yellow beard that was almost white, and his eyes were dark blue. When he raised his head, there were no wrinkles.
He sized up Lou Cheng who had turned around and slowly finished the champagne in his hand. He placed the glass on the waiter's tray and replied with a deep voice,
"Alright!"
He didn't say much, nor did he make any sarcastic remarks. He instantly turned into a neutral referee, exited from the side door, and walked to the center of the Roman stone pillars.
"Please!" Brandon bowed with a smile and made a gentlemanly invitation to Lou Cheng.
Lou Cheng passed his phone to Yan Zheke and returned the gesture with a composed expression. He calmly followed the referee and entered the open-air arena.
Brandon paused for a moment and suddenly moved his arms. His muscles, fascias, and joints emitted sounds of strength. The floor-to-ceiling windows behind him trembled slightly and shook continuously.
"Good!" One by one, the guests gave him a thumbs up.
After the "warm-up" was over, Brandon walked out of the banquet hall with his heavy body and nimble footsteps like a human bear. He stood in front of Lou Cheng and got into a boxing stance. The towering ancient stone pillars around them cut off the field of vision, making the venue desolate and spacious.
The smile on Brandon's face gradually disappeared. His eyes seemed to be burning with a star-like radiance, brimming with a strong desire for battle. He locked his opponent's figure in the center of his pupils.
When he said he didn't want a referee, it was his honest opinion and also a psychological tactic. If his opponent couldn't stand the sarcasm and chose to fight as a man, he would enter the environment he was most familiar with. His opponent would definitely be fearful of any unexpected accidents.
If he was afraid of danger and insisted on not agreeing to a retro gladiator fight, he would feel dejected even with a referee. He would feel that he had lost a round before the match had even begun. It would be hard for him to show any courage or guts in front of him.
Although Lou Cheng's reaction of leaving without hesitation was a little unexpected, it was still considered normal and didn't affect him.
At this moment, Polk raised his right hand and thoughtfully reminded him,
"Get ready."
Immediately after, he waved his hand fiercely. His voice passed through the windows and into the hall,
"Begin!"
Just as the referee finished his sentence, Lou Cheng suddenly saw a blinding light erupting from the surface of Brandon's body. The light blinded his vision and he couldn't see anything clearly anymore!
Awakening one's Self Spirit was the starting point of the true inheritance of the Geruga Sect. It was also the key to becoming a combat apprentice. From this point onwards, the practitioner would follow a special training method to strengthen one's Self Spirit step by step. It would complement and strengthen one's Self Spirit with the strengthening of one's physical body, until the mutation of one's cells and genes occurred, giving rise to special, inhuman abilities.
The Geruga Sect named these abilities differently from the mainstream. Some were called "Sea", some were called "Stars", and so on.
What Adrian and Brandon had 'awakened' were 'stars'. They had the function of heaviness and the mysteries of light.
At this moment, Brandon displayed the results of his cultivation in the past year without holding back.
"Star", "Radiant Light"!
Lou Cheng's vision was blinded by white. All he could hear was the sound of his enemy breaking through the air barrier at high speed. Other than that, everything else was covered up. It was as though Lou Cheng had completely lost track of his enemy.
Brandon appeared diagonally in front of Lou Cheng in a flash. Exerting strength in his legs, he turned his back halfway and swung his right arm out. Covered in specks of light, he executed a perfect right hook from the bottom to the top, aiming straight for his opponent's chin!
With the heaviness of Star and his own strength, he was confident that he could forcefully break through any of his opponent's barriers other than Dan Stage Explosion!
Moreover, the Geruga Sect's Explosion was based on one's Self Spirit. There was no need for the so-called "Qi and Blood Concentration" like the Chinese Martial Artists. Although it would result in the loss of the terrifying ability to unify one's Force and Absolute Reaction, it would increase one's speed by a notch. Not only that, but it would also give one a stronger sense of danger. Each had its own advantages and disadvantages. Brandon's current plan was to use the initiative to his advantage and completely suppress his opponent, not giving him the chance to control the rhythm and avoid his weaknesses!
Bam! Brandon's fist pierced through the air, causing goosebumps to form on Lou Cheng's chin.
However, in a situation where he couldn't see or hear, he quickly raised his right arm and threw a sideways punch, accurately landing on the side of Brandon's uppercut. With a light strike, he deflected his opponent's thick arm, causing it to miss its target.
Brandon had anticipated this. He immediately put his left fist into position and combined them. While Lou Cheng's sight and hearing had yet to recover, he launched a series of attacks. Crisp sounds rang out continuously.
Not only did his combat techniques carry traces of Msasi, but he also seemed to incorporate the characteristics of Miluo, Nanzheng, and other countries. His knee strikes and low kicks were at the peak of perfection, effectively making up for the gaps in his punches.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Brandon's punches alternated between hooks and swings. Sometimes they were straight, and sometimes they were pointed. Sparks of light scattered, illuminating the crystals on Lou Cheng's hands, arms, and legs.
During this process, he slightly stimulated his Own Spirit, causing his muscles and tendons to tremble. He completed a low-intensity outburst. His punches were heavy, and his strength surged. His attacks were tightly connected, and his rhythm was extremely fast. Lou Cheng couldn't find an opportunity to use Force Concentration. He could only use Ice Spirit to block and take a step back. In order not to associate him with the Deliveryman, and to effectively familiarize himself with his gains from last year, he planned to use Emperor Yan Force sparingly in official events in America. He planned to use it as a surprise attack at a critical moment.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Lou Cheng swung his arm and threw a punch. His Zen Undersea Tremor, and his leg bent low kick. He blocked three consecutive attacks and took three consecutive steps back. Every step left a clear crack on the stone floor. The guests watching the battle through the floor-to-ceiling windows relaxed as they sipped on their champagne.
Yan Zheke held a glass of plain water. There wasn't any worry on her face. She and Lou Cheng had discussed the current situation many times last night and during the day.
As expected, after taking two more steps back and almost crashing into a Roman stone pillar, Lou Cheng suddenly advanced instead of retreating. He jumped half a step and threw a quick punch at his opponent's lower abdomen.
Brandon's fist was shrouded in starlight. It looked like he was wearing a practice glove. He swung his arm and blocked his opponent's attack with a bang.
Boom!
The sound of rolling thunder reverberated in all directions. Both of them, who seemed to have frozen momentarily from the collision of their fists, shook at the same time. Their radiance turned white and turned into frost that splashed outwards. They were evenly matched!
Lou Cheng had turned the tables by using 24 Blizzard Strikes consecutively. Even without using Force Concentration, he was able to block his opponent's low-intensity outburst attack.
Seeing this, Brandon, whose body was starting to stiffen from the cold, immediately changed. He stimulated his Own Spirit, connecting his muscles and blood, and propping up his skin and tendons.
His body suddenly enlarged. He raised his thicker right arm high and turned it into a terrifying giant sword. Mixed with heavy starlight, he chopped down at Lou Cheng's head.
The ferocity of the attack seemed to be able to cut through everything!
Adrian was a veteran Grandmaster of Martial Arts who was famous for using greatswords. As his son, although Brandon disdained to rely on weapons, he had integrated swordsmanship and the corresponding use of Stars into his punches and kicks. It had become his favorite way of attacking when he was in a frenzy!
Before the greatsword arrived, Lou Cheng's hair stood on end. Without hesitation, he circulated his Qi and blood, stimulating the corresponding parts of his body. His muscles bulged, and his tendons and tendons protruded.
Simplified Fighting Formula!
The instant expansion stirred up the airflow in the surroundings. Together with the punch, the punch flew up into the sky and slammed into Brandon's arm.
Boom!
Transparent ripples spread rapidly. Cracks spread under Lou Cheng's feet. Brandon's arm, which had transformed into a sword, rebounded, causing his body to swing backwards.
His Qi and blood circulated again. Stimulated again, Lou Cheng took half a step forward expressionlessly. He clenched his fist and punched straight at his chest. The intertwining greenish-black muscles were filled with explosive power!
So fast? Brandon was shocked. He didn't care that the frenzy wasn't over yet. He raised his left arm and swung the greatsword horizontally. It looked ordinary, but it was filled with accumulated strength.
Bam!
Flesh and blood collided. There was a dent, and the bones were slightly deformed. However, they immediately reverted to their original form. Brandon held his breath as he felt the majestic and terrifying impact.
He was experienced. With a twist of his waist, he shot backwards like lightning and crashed into a Roman pillar. Stone chips flew everywhere, and the thick pillar swayed. It almost fell or broke.
Lou Cheng wouldn't let this opportunity go. He outlined the Attainment Formula and once again used his Qi and blood to stimulate his body, cutting down on the intermediate steps. With just a step, he closed in on his enemy.
At this moment, Brandon's face lit up with excitement. The surface of his body shone again, suppressing the surrounding streetlights and illuminating the entire open-air arena.
In the abnormal brilliance, silhouettes appeared one after another. They all looked like Brandon. They pounced on Lou Cheng from all directions, forcing him to react with Absolute Reaction!
Geruga's Stars technique, Illusory Light!
The Roman pillars in the arena weren't there to look good or to show taste. Their position effectively affected reflection and refraction, making the Illusory Light stronger and closer to reality.
To Brandon, the other seven silhouettes were formed by light energy. They could also cause damage. They weren't fake!
PS: Since everyone doesn't like the old rules, I'll update first. Also, I'd like to thank everyone. Although the June update didn't decrease, it was still unstable. Martial Arts actually made it into the top ten monthly votes for the first time, ranking ninth. With the increasing number of books in circulation, it wasn't easy at all. Also, please guarantee the monthly votes ~
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