Chapter 187 Kickboxing Champion

Although Yurong felt a bit uncomfortable inside, she couldn’t express it. Even today, coming out like this, she asked Li Yan and Wen Qianyi to join her. Whose fault is it? Although the two are married, it’s never been made public, and they don’t even count as boyfriend and girlfriend; in everyone’s eyes, they are simply ordinary boss and subordinate.

However, she knew long ago about how familiar Wen Qianyi and Li Yan were with each other, and it wasn’t hidden from her. She also knew they became familiar because of work-related reasons, seemingly without any other relation.

Li Yan glanced at them, agreed with a nod, told them not to wander too far as it would be hard to find them later, then turned towards the direction of the kiosk. He had been here before, though it was with Hai Fu, and it was after midnight. Now, with four of them coming out to play, they couldn’t just take a walk and indeed needed some preparation.

As he walked back, other tourists were also moving in this direction. Nearing the Wish Tower and the service area, the crowd thickened, though not to the point of being crowded. But two people ran by, and one brushed against Li Yan’s shoulder.

Li Yan didn’t mind this, considering the number of people, and since the other was running, a collision isn’t a big deal. But while Li Yan wasn’t bothered, those two were. They stopped, turned around, and blocked his path.

"What do you mean by that? Did you hit us on purpose?"

Li Yan looked at them, puzzled, "Seems you bumped into me, right?"

This place has many tourists and police on duty year-round. It’s easy for thieves to operate, but colliding money scams intended to attract onlookers and police intervention are rare.

"We came from behind, and you suddenly bumped sideways into us. How is it not you who hit us? Apologize! I’m in a bad mood, apologize and I’ll consider letting you go!" The two glared at Li Yan, both burly and with the air of a habitual troublemaker.

Watching them, Li Yan scanned the surroundings again. Although people were passing by, these two finding him alone was unlikely. Recalling the force with which one bumped into him, it seemed intentional!

Since he realized they did it on purpose, Li Yan didn’t bother explaining politely and asked directly: "Did someone hire you to stand up to me?"

"Screw you!" one of them cursed.

The other sneered: "I’m from the S University kickboxing team, a provincial champ! Think you can afford that?"

Seeing their tall, robust appearances, Li Yan initially thought they were frequent fighters or professional goons, not doing it for extortion but to vent for someone. Learning they were from a kickboxing team explained the bump’s force.

His first thought was the men they met earlier at the restaurant. After all, it was a direct bump, publicly no less, especially in front of the ladies, harming their pride. But these two hadn’t been seen with them, and it wasn’t clear if they were a part of that group or temporarily called over.

Thinking further, Li Yan had doubts. If they were from the same group, why not show up directly now? More people not only increase confidence but also get the satisfaction of venting anger face to face!

No time to speculate now, so he straightforwardly questioned: "S University kickboxing team? Sports department students, right? What kind of championship did you win? College group, maybe? Two immature kids out to look for fights?"

The two fumed upon hearing his words. Initially here for money, now Li Yan’s sardonic disdain ignited a personal feud.

"You are dead meat!"

"I’ll toss you into the sea!"

They weren’t merely boasting; they were indeed trained. Even now, they controlled their emotions, not recklessly fighting like street thugs would.

"Still want to say tough words? Are we filming a movie?" Li Yan shook his head, bored. Their ’dead meat’ threat was akin to movie lines. Though possibly beaten up, then tossed into the sea, a real possibility. In this weather, even crawling out immediately, wet clothes would be very uncomfortable.

"Deal with him! I’m watching..." one whispered, stepping back a few steps, watching in the direction of bright light. The three of them arguing wouldn’t attract much attention, but if a fight broke out, it would be noticeable. They’d need to flee before the police arrived.

Because people have pain nerves and fear. Kung fu practitioners can quickly overpower ordinary folk, swiftly causing pain and hence, breaking their spirit and instilling fear, leading to begging for mercy.

They were experienced; fighting with ordinary people wouldn’t take long, usually decided in a few moves. A few punches sufficing to incapacitate, scare, or knock someone out, then they could drag and toss them into the water.

But unfortunately for them, today they met Li Yan. For Li Yan, killing is simple, easy, and quick. Despite confirming these two were likely trained kickboxing athletes, their arrogance and obvious underestimation made it easy for him to prevail as long as he committed to the effort.

"No need for hassle! Come on, both of you together. I’m not in the mood to waste time with kids! Watch me deal with you." Li Yan gazed at them, slightly disdainful.

Both of them sneered coldly. They were just in their early twenties, right at the peak of their physical strength. Seeing that Li Yan was nearing thirty, they thought any one of them could handle him easily. Unexpectedly, he arrogantly called them kids, making the two sanda fighters really uneasy!

This was a place filled with people; they didn’t want to waste time. Since Li Yan didn’t appreciate their kindness... the two of them exchanged a meaningful glance, secretly clenched their fists, and prepared to make a move.

"Wait!" Li Yan stepped back two paces.

"Does he think he can run?" They sneered dismissively. Even if he ran, it was not a problem for them. Jogging and speed running were part of their daily training, so they weren’t afraid of Li Yan trying to escape with tricks.

"Why run? It’s just that you’ve wasted my time. I won’t do this for nothing. After defeating you, you must tell me who hired you!" Li Yan nonchalantly shook his leg. If he were to light a cigarette, he would look even more like a rogue.

"Beat me first then talk!" The two of them finished speaking and stepped forward quickly.

At this moment, Li Yan’s seemingly arrogant shaking of his front leg suddenly kicked forward, the toe of his shoe kicking up a batch of yellow sand, spraying it toward the faces of the two rushing over.

The two sanda fighters are used to dealing with opponents at the same level, and with strong professional players, on the competition field. They are well-prepared, with protective gear, and only act after the referee announces the start. Against ordinary people, they don’t even need to use their full strength, just casually subdue them. Who would have thought someone would kick sand at them!

Speaking of which, in these modern cities, there are nothing but beautiful cement roads. Unless you’re near a pile of sand at a construction site, all you might see on the ground is some dust. It’s hard to encounter an area where a patch of yellow sand can be kicked up. This is commonly understood and no one considers it, so they momentarily forgot that they were at Dameisha Beach with yellow sand everywhere.

However, faced with such a surprise attack, even ordinary people would instinctively close their eyes and raise their hands to block in front of them. Moreover, these two sanda fighters were trained. So, even though it happened suddenly, and they rushed forward, they still closed their eyes and didn’t get sand in them.

But did Li Yan rely entirely on sneak attacks and dirty tricks? His straightforward moves were equally ruthless! After kicking up the sand, he swiftly moved forward, his fists striking like bows, instantly leaving the two with their stomachs churning as though their internal organs had shifted positions.

This time, Li Yan didn’t use a groin attack. That would be too obvious, and those at a slight distance wouldn’t clearly see what they were doing at close quarters. Before the two sanda fighters could open their eyes and hurriedly grapple Li Yan to the ground, Li Yan had already grabbed their hair, pressing their heads down into the sand!

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Of course, it can’t be said that sanda is all talk; some sanda athletes are quite formidable. But sanda competition rules determine that a sanda champion isn’t that infallible. For example, in similarly structured competitions like taekwondo, points are scored by hitting the opponent, but in sanda, tripping or throwing your opponent also scores points. Comparatively, it’s safer and less strenuous. As a result, many wrestlers switched to sanda, and in one or two years, they could achieve results.

The two who attacked Li Yan also have such factors. In competitions, they can score well with throws without relying heavily on strong kicks or punches. It’s not that they’re easily defeated; they’re still formidable to ordinary people but pale in comparison to experts who have arduously trained in attack and resistance.

Li Yan isn’t a traditional martial arts expert, but his attack and defensive abilities are formidable. The biggest difference is that they train for scoring under competition rules; he trains for lethal techniques that defeat an enemy under any circumstances!

When facing off, even without using tricks like the sand attack, Li Yan had many ways to take down these two. However, in their eyes, they felt Li Yan won by luck and deceit.

"Who hired you?" After holding their faces in the sand for a while, Li Yan lifted one of them.

With eyes tightly shut and lips pursed, sand had entered his nostrils, causing severe discomfort. Once pulled up, he didn’t conceal anything. After all, when they were hired, the other side wanted them to leave suggestive comments after beating him.

"Someone introduced us, we don’t know..."

He intended to speak, but before he could, Li Yan assumed he was claiming ignorance and pressed his face back into the sand before pulling up the other one.

The other one didn’t want another sand burial: "He said you’re a toad lusting after swan meat! Take a good look at yourself! This time was a warning; if you compete for his girlfriend again, he’ll break your legs next time!"

After he smoothly finished speaking, spitting out the sand from his mouth. Li Yan was a bit puzzled, a toad lusting after swan meat? A warning? Competing for girlfriends?

So it wasn’t about those previous issues, but Liu Yuyang sent them!

Li Yan released his grip and stood up, "Tell him to take a good look at himself too! This was a warning for you both. If he competes with me for a girlfriend again, I’ll break his leg next time!"

After speaking, he left. This made sense coming from Liu Yuyang. With his financial resources and connections, hiring a few sanda fighters was a trivial matter. He’s already hiring people to fight, there might be more tricks up his sleeve later. He’d better take heed, or next time Li Yan would have to be harsher!

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