activa-t Chapter 049 Recruitment
Chapter 049 Recruitment
"I will defeat you within ten moves."
Song Che's tone was calm, yet it revealed a chilling fighting spirit.
Before he could finish speaking...
Song Che has made another move.
This time, he used an elbow strike.
He leaped into the air, his right elbow slamming down like a warhammer.
Lin Bei's eyes narrowed.
The elbow is one of the hardest parts of the human body.
This "elbow strike" is the most lethal move in "Basic Combat Techniques: Fist and Foot Techniques".
Combined with Song Che's terrifying burst of energy...
This move cannot be taken head-on!
Lin Bei pushed his mental power to its limit, and his senses spread out like a spider web.
Time seemed to stand still—
Every move Song Che made, even the trajectory of his attacks, was clearly presented in his mind...
"We've found a flaw!"
Just as Song Che's right elbow slammed down, Lin Bei shrank his body and slipped under Song Che's elbow like a fish, while simultaneously swinging his right hand and delivering a powerful backhand punch to Song Che's ribs.
This punch was fast and ruthless, and the angle was particularly tricky.
Song Che frowned slightly.
He originally intended to use this elbow strike to disrupt Lin Bei's formation, and then take the opportunity to finish him off with a combo.
But Lin Bei's unexpected punch disrupted his rhythm.
He had no choice but to change his strategy at the last minute.
He lowered his arm to protect his ribs, managing to block the punch.
boom!
The fist slammed into Song Che's arm as if it were hitting a wall of bronze and iron.
The first shot missed.
Lin Bei quickly retreated, creating distance between them.
"You are stronger than I imagined."
Song Che said, word by word.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Lin Bei grinned, "You're really something else. I can only defend passively; I can't even touch a hair on your head."
He wasn't flattering me.
Song Che completely overwhelmed him in every aspect, whether it was strength, speed, blood and qi, or the application of combat techniques.
His only reliance was his extraordinary spiritual perception.
"The fourth move."
Song Che launched another attack.
This time, he was even faster, his entire body almost becoming a blur.
"So fast!"
Lin Bei could no longer catch Song Che's movements with the naked eye.
Fortunately, his mental energy had already been deployed.
No matter how fast Song Che was, he couldn't escape his mental perception.
It covered only a few meters in an instant.
call out!
Song Che unleashed a whip kick that tore through the air and swept across the room.
Lin Bei slipped like an eel, dodged to the side, and at the same time threw a jab at the opponent's face with lightning speed.
Song Che turned his head to avoid it, and then struck Lin Bei's chest with his right palm.
The fifth move is here!
Lin Bei neither dodged nor avoided, but spread his five fingers and suddenly grabbed Song Che's outstretched hand.
Snapped!
The two palms collided in mid-air, producing a crisp sound.
Lin Bei's palm trembled violently, and the recoil surged like a mountain. He seized the opportunity to tighten his grip on Song Che's hand...
"Joint techniques?"
Song Che felt a sharp pain in his right knuckles and frowned.
He never expected that Lin Bei would dare to use joint locks on him.
"You're asking for it!"
Song Che's arm suddenly trembled, and a powerful surge of blood energy exploded out.
Lin Bei, however, loosened his grip a step earlier.
Just as Song Che thought he was going to retreat, Lin Bei suddenly lunged forward, his right shoulder slamming into Song Che's chest like a striking bell.
"you--"
Song Che's pupils contracted. He had no time to dodge and could only forcefully gather his qi and blood to protect his chest.
boom!
A muffled thud.
Song Che swayed and took two steps back.
The training room was deathly silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking at the scene in disbelief.
Even Cao Luo narrowed his eyes slightly.
"good!"
Wan Yang, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but shout out, but then shrank back as Cao Luo glared at him.
"I underestimated you, Lin Bei."
Song Che's expression finally changed, becoming more serious than ever before.
"You are qualified to be my opponent!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his entire demeanor changed drastically.
"Are they getting serious?"
Lin Bei's expression turned serious. He felt a strong sense of pressure emanating from the other person.
It was as if he had angered a giant beast.
"The sixth move."
Song Che's voice was so deep it sounded like it was being squeezed out of his chest.
Before he could finish speaking, he had already moved.
One punch.
A simple jab.
But Lin Bei's pupils suddenly contracted.
That punch was too fast!
He didn't have time to think, and his body instinctively leaned back.
A fist grazed his nose, the force of the wind making it impossible for him to open his eyes...
Before he could even stand up straight...
Song Che's knees have already reached the limit.
The seventh move: a knee strike!
boom!
A dull thud.
Lin Bei crossed his arms in front of his chest and took the knee strike head-on.
He was sent flying backward as if struck by a bolt of luck, rolling twice on the ground before coming to a stop.
"Cough cough—"
Lin Bei pushed himself up from the ground, coughed twice, and felt a sharp pain in his arms under the protective gear.
Everyone looked at him, their eyes filled with shock.
"Holy crap, he took Song Che's knee strike and he can still stand up?"
"Tsk tsk, that's already the seventh move. If it were us going up there, we probably wouldn't even be able to withstand three moves."
"Three more moves? You're dreaming."
Amid the murmurs, Lin Bei straightened up, dusted himself off, and even had a slight smile on his face.
"Song, you have three more moves to make."
"..."
Song Che looked at Lin Bei with a complicated expression.
He hadn't expected Lin Bei to not only be good at defense, but also so resilient.
They're practically indestructible.
"The eighth move!"
After taking a deep breath, Song Che suddenly exerted force with his legs and charged towards Lin Bei like a cannonball.
This time, he didn't hold back.
His right fist was imbued with astonishing power of blood and qi, and a faint red aura even emanated from it.
Red blood and energy!
Song Che's martial arts realm is actually at the third stage of Qi and Blood!
The crowd erupted in uproar.
No one expected that Song Che would break through to the third stage of Qi and Blood Realm without anyone noticing.
"Depend on!"
Lin Bei hadn't expected Song Che to have such a hidden trick up his sleeve.
In that critical moment, he didn't care about his image anymore. He rolled over and narrowly avoided the incredibly powerful punch.
Lin Beigang had just regained his footing.
Song Che's ninth move has already arrived.
He shifted his stance, instantly closing in on Lin Bei's left side, his right palm like a knife, slashing diagonally towards Lin Bei's neck...
Lin Bei's mental perception had already locked onto his movements.
The moment Song Che made his move, he slightly crouched down, blocked with his right arm, and at the same time swept his left leg towards Song Che's lower body.
boom!
The sound of a collision echoed through the training room.
Lin Bei's arm went numb from the impact of that palm strike, and his right arm almost lost all feeling.
But his sweeping leg successfully forced Song Che back.
"Huff!"
Lin Bei took a heavy breath.
The battle lasted only a few minutes, but it almost completely drained his energy.
Fortunately-
Only one move left.
Everyone held their breath, staring at the two in the arena, awaiting the final showdown.
"I'm not playing anymore."
Song Che stopped.
He didn't explain further, just nodded to Lin Bei, left a message saying "We'll continue tomorrow," and turned to walk to the corner to continue practicing his boxing.
"call--"
Lin Bei breathed a sigh of relief.
He was actually at his limit, and he wasn't sure if he could withstand the final blow.
Song Che's decision to back down is better for everyone.
As long as no one uses their final move, no one loses.