Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1684 - 1681: Sudden Upheaval (Part 2)

Xiao Manxuan blinked her eyes, suddenly having a thought: "You could throw a paper ball at the Japanese guy. With your strength, you could definitely knock him down."

Lin Tian shook his head, looking serious, and said in a low voice: "Not to mention whether I can do it, even if I could, I wouldn’t. The Martial Arts Club has been too comfortable for too long; it needs a true baptism. If they can’t even beat Kunno Saburo, how could they face Ju Yuuzen? It would be better to disband the club."

Rather than cheating and letting the Martial Arts Club deceive themselves, it’s better to let them truly experience winning and losing. If they lose, they can simply disband, but if they still have some fighting spirit, they can rebuild. If they win too easily, it will make them even more lost.

Xiao Manxuan blinked again, seemingly understanding Lin Tian’s point. Next to her, Yang Lin heard this and chuckled softly: "People join clubs just for fun, not like you, junior, who thinks so much."

Lin Tian didn’t look at her, but instead gazed at the two fighting on the stage, speaking in a calm tone: "If there was only the Martial Arts Club, without the pressure and provocation from the Karate Club, they could play however they want. But in the face of the Karate Club’s aggression, I think anyone with a bit of pride and dignity wouldn’t treat it as a game."

Yang Lin was slightly stunned, looking up at Lin Tian’s side profile, those handsome lines, that cold stern expression, and those deep eyes, as if an electric current pierced through her heart, leaving her slightly breathless yet her heart pounding.

For the first time, she didn’t retort or tease Lin Tian but instead turned to look at the stage, afraid others might see the faint blush on her face.

Xiao Manxuan glanced at Yang Lin, sighed internally, feeling both helpless and amused, recalling her sister’s words: Lin Tian has a fatal attraction to girls. When you get to college, you must be careful, and don’t let him attract too much attention.

Sister, I can’t control him, Xiao Manxuan thought helplessly.

On the stage, Kunno Saburo relentlessly pursued, his fists crashing down like during training when he smashed bricks and boards, with a weighty force. Many watched in fear, even wondering if Mu Binglan’s arms would be split in two like those boards.

But the stage was only so big; before Mu Binglan could adjust, she was already at the edge of the stage, with nowhere left to retreat, yet the punches continued to surge like a tide.

Mu Binglan’s back touched the railing, knowing there was no more room to retreat, yet she wasn’t panicked. Instead, there was a slight smile in her eyes. Suddenly, she grabbed the railing, using it to spin around like pulling a wild horse’s reins to turn its head.

Her entire body spun quickly, the other hand extended, her fingers tightly together like the blade of a Tang sword, and with the force of a whirlwind, she sliced into Kunno Saburo’s fist’s trajectory.

With a bang, her palm struck like a blade, carrying the rotating force, scattering Kunno Saburo’s punch, then she stepped forward, her arm slightly retracting before fiercely thrusting, aiming for Kunno Saburo’s chest.

Practitioners of Baji Fist typically also practice Splitting Palm, which combines hardness and softness, with power reaching in all directions. There’s a saying: "Baji plus Splitting Palm, even ghost gods fear."

Because these are both fierce fist and palm techniques, Mu Binglan’s strike, combined with the power of Splitting Palm, was beyond Kunno Saburo’s shallow skills.

Moreover, Mu Binglan’s counterattack also carried the implication of a counter with the intent of a surprise attack.

On the battlefield, there are two types of mounted attacks that are extremely fierce. One is Martial Saint Guan Yu’s dragging blade. Riding on Red Rabbit, Azure Dragon Crescent Blade trailing the ground, the enemies behind think they are winning and pursue relentlessly, unaware that Guan Yu would suddenly counter with a sweep, slicing both man and horse in half.

The other is the return lance, where during a mounted run, the rider spins and thrusts back, piercing pursuing enemies like skewered candied hawthorns.

Kunno Saburo had calculated that by pushing Mu Binglan to the edge of the stage, he could suddenly push her off. Once she falls off the stage, she’d lose, and he was almost seeing the light of victory.

Unfortunately, Mu Binglan’s counterattack was superior, extinguishing his hopes of victory in just a few moves.

Mu Binglan’s ingenious counterattack earned Lin Tian’s admiration. Although he possessed absolute strength, in terms of combat skills, he couldn’t compare to the countless martial artists of the past. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Yes, whether it is Splitting Palm or the return lance, these are valuable experiences passed down by predecessors. Mu Binglan had obviously been guided by an insightful master, understanding the "insight" of it, but her skills were still developing and couldn’t yet defeat opponents in one move.

Even so, it was enough for Kunno Saburo to handle, as now it became Mu Binglan pursuing him.

"Hey..."

Kunno Saburo shouted, his strength bursting as he attempted a spinning kick, trying to emulate Mu Binglan with a counter-attack. The Karate Club’s whip leg was indeed swift, but since Mu Binglan had just executed a counter, how could she allow her advantage to be taken back?

She swiftly punched, and as the saying goes, a little fist can’t surpass a big thigh, but she went against this typical notion. Her fist met the foot, striking Kunno Saburo’s sole.

Lin Tian’s eyes lit up, realizing Mu Binglan’s intent. This was the technique of striking acupuncture points. Though basic, with a single hit, Kunno Saburo immediately cried out in pain.

He didn’t kick Mu Binglan away, instead, he was struck on a pressure point, akin to walking barefoot on a path of pebbles, causing great pain. What more when Kunno Saburo was being targeted specifically, the pain destabilizing him.

While his body wavered, Mu Binglan kicked him directly in the chest. With a bang, Kunno Saburo flew several meters before landing, continuing to roll until he reached the edge of the stage.

Although there was an elastic railing at the stage’s edge, the gap at the bottom was large enough for a person to fall through. Kunno Saburo rolled to the edge, showing no signs of stopping, almost falling off the stage, with only the length of a body left.

Everyone held their breath, though many weren’t worried but rather curious if he would fall off, even hoping for it, like Mu Binglan’s fans.

The most anxious were the Karate Club members. If Kunno Saburo fell off, they would lose the first match. Losing at the start was not a good omen.

Suddenly, Kunno Saburo extended his hand, gripping the railing firmly, but with its elasticity, half his body dangled outside the stage, swaying precariously as if about to fall at any moment.

Still, he managed to hold on, allowing Karate Club members to breathe a slight sigh of relief, while those from the Martial Arts Club looked disappointed.

"Mr. Kuno, watch out..." Jin Luxian suddenly shouted.

Everyone focused their gaze, watching Mu Binglan charge at Kunno Saburo again, her foot striking out without mercy, pursuing victory relentlessly.

A simultaneous gasp filled the venue as everyone stood up. This was a critical kick; if it landed, Kunno Saburo would definitely be knocked off the stage, decisively determining the win or loss.