Chapter 264: Chapter 264 Fist God
The crowd, disappointed, was shaken awake upon hearing such a sentence and they all turned to look at Wang Hao and Billy inside the cage.
It was indeed strange. Billy threw the punch and after a full twenty seconds, why was there still no movement from either of them?
"That’s not right. Logically speaking, after taking such a heavy punch, Wang Hao should have been sent flying. Why is he still standing there motionless?"
The person who had spoken before added another sentence.
Upon hearing this, everyone agreed—it was true!
If he had taken such a heavy punch, there was no reason for Wang Hao to still be standing there without having moved an inch!
Wu Yangming was about to turn away, but when he heard these two sentences, his body suddenly froze, and he couldn’t help but turn back to look inside the cage.
Wen Yonglin suddenly clenched his fists tightly, along with Old Third Sun, staring intently at Wang Hao inside the cage.
"Are you done hitting me? If you are, then now it’s my turn!"
Wang Hao spoke!
"Wang Hao is fine!"
At the sound of Wang Hao’s voice, everyone suddenly cheered, and the scene was as excited as if everyone had won the first prize.
"Wang Hao, beat him to death!"
"Wang Hao, beat him to death!"
The emotions of the entire audience ignited in an instant, everyone shouting together, some even shedding hot tears.
The Wild Bear suddenly turned pale and pointed at Billy inside the cage, yelling loudly.
"What are you waiting for? Didn’t you say you wanted to avenge your disciple? Get on with it! I’ll give you another hundred million out of the six billion if you finish off Wang Hao quickly!"
The Wild Bear was screaming desperately on the side, but Billy inside the cage was indifferent, paying no attention to the Wild Bear.
In fact, it wasn’t that Billy didn’t want to move; he simply couldn’t.
When Billy threw that punch, he realized that Wang Hao was standing still and not dodging at all, at that moment, Billy thought he could win with one move again.
However, as his fist landed on Wang Hao’s body, he felt as though he had hit a sponge – his punch’s energy was completely absorbed.
By the time he realized something was amiss and tried to retract his fist, it was already too late, and he didn’t know what it was, but something was flowing out of Wang Hao’s body and into his own, rendering him instantly immobile.
By the time Wang Hao said he was going to counterattack, Billy was already shaking with fear.
But this time, Wang Hao certainly wasn’t going to let Billy off easily; he quickly absorbed the Dragon Tattoo Energy from Billy’s body back into his own.
He also gathered all his energy into his right fist and concentrated it at one point.
Billy suddenly found himself free, just as he was about to run away, Wang Hao took a quick step forward, swung his fist, and landed it directly on Billy’s chest.
"Thud!"
"Crack!"
The sound of the punch accompanied by the noise of breaking bones was heard; everyone saw Billy being sent flying by Wang Hao’s blow, hitting the cage hard and then bouncing back and smashing heavily onto the ground.
"Ah—"
After taking that punch, Billy couldn’t muster any strength in his hands and just lay on the ground screaming in pain.
"Oh, it’s a win!"
"Wang Hao won!"
Suddenly the whole venue rose to its feet, cheers and applause resounding, the whole arena filled with laughter and joy.
Because this was not merely a victory for Wang Hao alone, but a victory on behalf of all the citizens, a victory for Chinese martial arts.
The cheers were heartfelt, with eyes brimming with joyous tears.
At that moment, they didn’t think about how much they had bet; they were just proud that Wang Hao had won for Chinese martial arts.
And it was Wang Hao who had brought them this rare honor.
However, the Wild Bear’s face on the other side was far from good. He was seen slumped and dispirited, sitting there.
"It’s over, it’s over, this is six billion we’re talking about, what am I going to compensate them with? No, this can’t be happening!"
The Wild Bear suddenly ran to the edge of the cage, grabbed the wire mesh above, and started shaking it violently, his face twisted into a ferocious snarl as he yelled at Billy inside.
"Get up, get up! Aren’t you supposed to beat Wang Hao to avenge your disciple? Then get up and fight, what good are you lying there like that?"
The Wild Bear was nearly going mad, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Ah—"
While still lying there and continuing to scream in agony, Billy managed to respond upon hearing the Wild Bear’s words.
"My... my... arm and ribs seem... seem to be broken, you... hurry and save me!"
Hearing Billy’s plea for help, the Wild Bear was completely shocked.
Wang Hao had disabled Billy with just one punch; this couldn’t be a joke, could it? Billy was a professional Muay Thai boxer, and Wang Hao was just a...
The Wild Bear couldn’t bring himself to believe it.
"None of you is allowed to open the cage. Billy, don’t even think about gaining my sympathy. Keep acting! Today, you’d better beat Wang Hao even if it kills you, or I’ll lock you in and not let you out!"
The Wild Bear was truly acting like a madman.
"Wild Bear... you motherf... scumbag!"
Billy cursed through clenched teeth, but every time he exerted himself, the ribs in his chest throbbed painfully, and his hands were of no use at all. He was utterly powerless against the Wild Bear.
But in his current state, the idea of him fighting Wang Hao was utterly impossible.
Unfortunately for him, the audience below had overheard all these words.
"One move? Did Wang Hao really disable Billy with just one move!"
"Isn’t this the legendary one-strike knockout?"
The entire audience was nearly slack-jawed in surprise; they had just seen Billy kill Wu Dong with one move and had already marveled at his superior boxing skills.
However, they could never have imagined that such an impressive boxer would be taken out by Wang Hao in one move!
My god! Was Wang Hao even human? He was practically a god among men!
"Fist God!"
"Fist God!"
The crowd chanted in unison, their voices deafening.
From then on, Wang Hao earned himself a new moniker—Fist God!
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"All of you, get in now, you must kill Wang Hao!"
Hearing the shouts of the audience below, Wild Bear’s rage was indomitable as he shoved his own boxers into the cage.
It was a desperate measure, completely disregarding the rules of the fight, focused solely on using numbers to overwhelm and kill Wang Hao.
"Alright, anyone else who wants to challenge me, come on in now!"
Wang Hao glanced around, his eyes filled with a murderous intent.
Seeing Wang Hao’s fierce gaze, the underlings each drew a sharp breath and backed away, even disregarding their boss Wild Bear’s face.
Because the man in the cage was no ordinary person, he was the Fist God. Who would dare to contest the Fist God?
"Haha, classic Wang Hao, always managing to surprise me!"
Wen Yonglin glanced at Wu Yangming and intentionally exclaimed loudly.
"I’m growing fonder of Wang Hao by the minute! The fortune-teller told me I was lucky, but I never expected to be so fortunate as to meet such an impressive young man in my old age and even become his friend!"
Wu Yangming’s face twitched uncontrollably, and he quickly took out a Heart-Calming Pill from his pocket and swallowed it.
This turn of events was so sudden; it was completely beyond his expectations, and Wu Yangming’s heart couldn’t take it in the moment.
Still, he doubted, what on earth was Wang Hao made of? How could he never be brought down? Each time, not only did he come out of danger unscathed, but he also managed to steal the spotlight.
It was infuriating!
Wu Yangming knew that staying here any longer might not even be remedied with a whole bottle of Heart-Calming Pills, so he left in a huff...