Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1356 - 1,339: Fancy Flying

Chapter 1356: Chapter 1,339: Fancy Flying

If Li Jinfang wanted to, he could seize the opportunity and either punch or kick to settle Park Geun-seok in one move. That’s how real combat works, it’s impossible to have a three-hundred bout situation, but Li Jinfang abandoned the chance to end the fight immediately. He let out a roar, completely useless but executed two really visually appealing but practically ineffective flowery moves.

After leaping down and striking, Li Jinfang stood firmly on the ground, exuding the essence of a master from a kung fu movie. Apart from being visually pleasing, those moves had no practical use, yet they brought the house down, drawing gasps of astonishment followed by waves of cheers and support.

After a few bouts back and forth, Gao Yang felt that with only flashy moves, neither Li Jinfang nor Park Geun-hoon really made substantial contact, which wasn’t right. The audience isn’t foolish, just flashy displays will be recognized soon.

At this moment, Li Jinfang represented Huaxia Kung Fu and couldn’t be said to be just superficial. Gao Yang was getting anxious; he thought even if it ended the match too quickly, Li Jinfang had to showcase some real skills. Just then, Jin Jizhe suddenly shouted at Park Geun-hoon from below, and Park Geun-hoon started becoming increasingly cautious, no longer daring to approach Li Jinfang rashly.

Watching the actions of Jin Jizhe and Park Geun-hoon, Gao Yang also shouted, "Stop playing, finish him off directly if you can’t drag it out! You can’t talk about martial virtue with him, because he will take your concession as weakness and brag even more! Humiliate him, hit his self-esteem hard! It’s alright!"

If Li Jinfang were a pure martial artist, he wouldn’t push things too far because he should uphold martial virtue. Unfortunately, he was a mercenary, and mercenaries don’t have many restrictions, especially one like Li Jinfang who is used to following orders, and after receiving Gao Yang’s clear instructions, he threw caution to the wind.

Martial virtue? To Gao Yang, that was reserved for worthy opponents, but Jin Jizhe and Park Geun-hoon were not worthy of respect to him.

Li Jinfang quickly changed his strategy; he no longer simply defended, then countered Park Geun-hoon’s attacks with flashy shows. He began to actively attack.

Li Jinfang rapidly closed in on Park Geun-hoon.

Park Geun-hoon, one could only say he was out of luck, he was indeed a skilled fighter, but unfortunately, he encountered Li Jinfang.

As Li Jinfang approached, if Park Geun-seok didn’t want to run around the ring, he had to kick to force Li Jinfang back, so he quickly kicked forward, trying to push Li Jinfang back and create some distance.

However, this time Li Jinfang didn’t plan to retreat. He once again stomped and shouted loudly.

"Hah!"

After a loud shout, Li Jinfang surprisingly grabbed Park Geun-hoon’s right leg with both hands.

With his right leg controlled, Park Geun-hoon immediately jumped up using his left leg to kick towards Li Jinfang’s face. But Li Jinfang smashed his right fist heavily downward, striking Park Geun-hoon’s calf and knocking it back.

Park Geun-hoon immediately lost his balance, whereas Li Jinfang didn’t let him land, but clutched Park Geun-hoon’s right leg and with force, flung Park Geun-hoon away.

Throwing someone out, this was the countermeasure Li Jinfang devised. In real combat, he knew how to make it look good, but he could make the opponent look terrible.

Over Park Geun-hoon, Li Jinfang had absolute control.

Park Geun-hoon weighed at least 160 to 170 pounds. Although he didn’t look tall or fat, Park had a body full of muscles, making him not light. Yet despite this, Park Geun-hoon was still thrown away by Li Jinfang.

Park Geun-hoon flew over five meters, almost thrown from one end of the ring to the other, landing heavily on the ground.

A unified gasp sounded, but there was no cheering as Gao Yang expected.

Under MMA rules, one can’t have a countdown, and Li Jinfang could charge at Park Geun-hoon who fell and attack fiercely, but he didn’t do so.

Only when Li Jinfang started slowly walking towards Park Geun-hoon, and the fallen Park started crawling forward, did the cheers suddenly erupt.

Li Jinfang stopped about two or three meters from Park Geun-hoon, and when Park Geun-hoon stood up, shook his head, stretched his arms, and then angrily rushed towards Li Jinfang again.

Park Geun-hoon kicked too high, and lifting his leg too high in front of Li Jinfang would look very ugly, this was the valuable experience Gao Yang gained from numerous grapples.

With a direct kick to the face, Li Jinfang, with his fluttering white clothes, elegantly and magically ducked and sprang under Park Geun-hoon’s leg.

Li Jinfang could directly go for a grapple, or kick and break Park Geun-hoon’s supporting leg, or even do a "Monkey Steals the Peach" and turn Park Geun-hoon into a eunuch instantly. In any case, Li Jinfang could play however he wanted.

But none of the familiar possibilities occurred; Li Jinfang surprisingly braced Park Geun-hoon’s leg with one hand and directly carried Park Geun-hoon on his shoulder.

"Ha!"

With a shake and push from his shoulder, Li Jinfang sent Park Geun-hoon flying out once again, this time flying another five or six meters.

Throwing a grown man five or six meters away with ease, to be honest, no other fighting skill in the world can achieve this besides the Neijiaquan used by masters.

Another synchronized gasp followed, and then Gao Yang heard a sharp female voice screaming madly, so loud and piercing that even Gao Yang, who was focused on watching Li Jinfang, turned his head, only to realize that the screamer was Chloe Moritz.

Li Jinfang walked slowly towards Park Geun-hoon again. Lying on the ground, panting heavily, Park Geun-hoon saw Li Jinfang approaching and got up with a roll.

Li Jinfang made a gesture, signaling Park Geun-hoon to rest for a moment, then he took two steps back.

Jin Jizhe could no longer sit still, and all their people stood up, watching Park Geun-hoon with nervous and despairing expressions.

Park Geun-hoon did indeed rest for a moment, and then he actively lunged at Li Jinfang once more, moving very fast.

Taekwondo does have punches, though they are few, and this time Park Geun-hoon decided not to use his legs, but to use his fists instead.

Again, any renowned fighting art must have its value and meaning for existence.

However, Li Jinfang is a master of Huaxia Kung Fu, while Park Geun-hoon, though perhaps a top-notch expert, is still a bit short of becoming a taekwondo master.

Even if he is just a little short, Park Geun-hoon would only face the outcome of being fancily beaten by Li Jinfang, no, fancily sent flying.

Calm and composed, Li Jinfang blocked with both arms, lifted his right leg, pushed his hands through Park Geun-hoon’s arms, blocked a kick with his right foot, grabbed Park Geun-hoon’s armpit, and then Park Geun-hoon flew again.

The spectators couldn’t see what was going on, and in fact, neither could Gao Yang see how Park Geun-hoon got sent flying again.

Another gasp rose, and the audience became accustomed to exclaiming.

When Park Geun-hoon landed again, someone behind Jin Jizhe shouted, "Stop, we surrender!"

Park Geun-hoon stood up again, and very quickly, shook his head, then shouted at the person who told him to surrender, "Shut up! Shut up! I will never surrender, not even if I die!"

Li Jinfang looked at Park Geun-hoon with some surprise, then retreated while advancing and beckoned Park Geun-hoon to come.

Li Jinfang had already decided to give Park Geun-hoon a swift end; sometimes, straightforwardly declaring defeat is actually a kind of happiness.

Park Geun-hoon stood still, just panting heavily, while Li Jinfang stood four or five meters away from him, unmoving, fully enjoying his high-profile act.

Actually, that’s not accurate; Li Jinfang is already a prominent figure. On the battlefield, being a master of martial arts doesn’t offer him any advantages; a bullet can kill him just the same, but in the ring, isn’t it the perfect stage for a martial arts master?

Park Geun-hoon finally moved again, charging towards Li Jinfang, and when he got very close, he suddenly spat at Li Jinfang. At the same time, he jumped up and executed a double flying kick.

Li Jinfang bizarrely twisted his head to the side, an unnecessary but intense movement, that was when Gao Yang noticed something unidentified flying past Li Jinfang’s face.

Li Jinfang turned back, roared like a tiger, used his foot to counter Park Geun-hoon’s double flying kick, and then suddenly extended his hands to grab Park Geun-hoon’s airborne body, slamming him hard onto the ground. This time, Li Jinfang didn’t just let it end; he instinctively and angrily reached for his face, only to touch the mask.

This time, Park Geun-hoon, who was thrown to the ground, couldn’t move, and after confirming that he wasn’t hit, Li Jinfang bent down to grab Park Geun-hoon lying on the ground, roared once more, and threw Park Geun-hoon straight into the air and a tornado kick sent him flying towards Jin Jizhe’s position.

Amidst a chorus of exclamations, Park Geun-hoon crashed directly into his coaching team, several people instinctively caught him, then rolled into a heap and fell to the ground together.

The arena fell silent; Li Jinfang’s strength was unbelievable, and the spectators needed a moment to react.

Li Jinfang kicked Park Geun-hoon out of the ring, and the referee was stunned; although he had nothing to do all night, only acting as the closest spectator, this situation surprised him.

At the commentary booth, the usually enthusiastic commentator also paused for a moment, then loudly said, "Wow, this situation is really beyond my expectations. Although you can’t see her face, Janice Zhang seems very angry. We don’t know Park Geun-hoon’s condition now; he doesn’t look good. Hopefully, no one is seriously injured."

At that moment, Li Jinfang jumped off the stage, walked to the commentary booth, grabbed the host’s microphone with one hand, and pointed at Park Geun-hoon with the other, speaking in a very calm tone, "I’m using Neijiaquan from Huaxia Kung Fu. If I want him dead, he won’t live! If I want him alive, he definitely won’t die! He won’t be seriously injured, nor will he have any internal injuries. Just like that."

Standing right in front of Park Geun-hoon, among the mass of people fallen and struggling to get up, Li Jinfang finished speaking, tossed the microphone toward the host, then leapt back onto the ring, and said to the stunned referee, "Hey, you can declare me the winner now." (. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)