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After stepping onto the stage, Mouse said seriously to Qilin, "In the third match, use all of your remaining strength in the first half. Remember, start with a combined attack of punches and kicks, bring your opponent down to the ground, and finish the match directly."
Hearing this, Coach Yang looked at Mouse with some unease and asked, "That might not work, right? If we can't end the match in the first half, there are still two minutes left in the second half. How can he hold on?"
"Don't worry. I can see that the opponent's stamina isn't great right now. As long as we can gain the upper hand at the beginning, ending the match won't be too difficult," Mouse said confidently to Qilin.
Qilin nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with a belief in victory.
The bell rang again, and the two returned to the ring. Mouse stood beside the ring and watched as Qilin and his opponent exchanged friendly gestures before the match resumed.
Of course, it wasn't just Coach Yang who felt uncertain; Bing Tianyi also felt uneasy. After all, this was a competition, not a game. Based on his memories from years ago, he was certain that Qilin would lose this match without a doubt, and it would be a severe loss. This indicated that Qilin's opponent was not weak.
In a battle between two strong fighters in an unrestricted combat arena, victory or defeat could be decided in just a second or two.
However, despite his doubts, Bing Tianyi didn't ask any more questions and focused intently on the movements in the ring. Just thirty seconds later, Qilin indeed seized an opportunity; he moved forward and directly grabbed his opponent's hips. Before the opponent could react, he lifted him high and slammed him down onto the ring.
Bang!
The ring seemed to tremble slightly. Seeing this, Bing Tianyi couldn't help but feel exhilarated.
It appeared that the opponent had been severely impacted this time; before he could recover, Qilin quickly took the dominant position. Although he was in a semi-defensive stance, Qilin had already managed to get one leg over. It didn't seem too difficult for him to get his other leg over now.
Seeing this scene unfold, Mouse shouted loudly to Qilin without hesitation: "Elbow strike!"
Before those words even reached Qilin's ears, he raised his left elbow and struck down hard onto his opponent's nose.
With that one elbow strike, a two-centimeter gash opened up on the opponent's nose, blood gushing out from both the cut and his nasal cavity.
Seeing this, Mouse frowned and shouted again to Qilin: "Knee strike to the ribs."
Upon hearing this command, Qilin used the strength of his left leg and arm to support himself before delivering a powerful knee strike to his opponent's ribs.
With just these two moves, the opponent seemed unable to respond effectively.
At this moment, Qilin was more than capable of dealing with the opponent. As the opponent defended their ribs, Qilin seized the opportunity to attack with an elbow strike aimed at the bridge of their nose.
The opponent's nose was now completely stained with blood. As they focused on protecting their face, Qilin found the perfect chance to maneuver and ended up in a dominant riding position.
In this stance, it was an excellent position to strike at the opponent's head.
The time was exactly two minutes, and Qilin took a deep breath, starting to throw punches towards the opponent's face. At this point, the opponent had no room left to counterattack; however, they did not concede defeat and continued to defend themselves.
The referee crouched on the ground, carefully observing the opponent's demeanor, fearing that a punch might knock them out in the ring.
Haozi was aware of the capabilities of the Island Nation competitor; generally, the likelihood of them conceding voluntarily was very low.
With this in mind, Haozi shouted, "Elbow strikes! If that doesn't work, use elbow strikes again!"
Upon hearing this, Qilin continued to throw punches while looking for a suitable opportunity.
Sure enough, less than two seconds after Haozi's shout, Qilin delivered a powerful elbow strike directly to the opponent's forehead.
After just two hits, the opponent completely lost their defensive strength.
Seeing this, the referee quickly stepped in and pushed Qilin away from the ongoing assault. After being pushed back, Qilin was severely exhausted and collapsed onto the ring, gasping for breath.
The ringside doctor rushed onto the mat to provide medical assistance. After resting for four or five seconds and waiting for Bing Tianyi and Haozi to come up, Qilin walked directly towards his opponent. At this point, the opponent had been helped up and was sitting on the ground, their eyes filled with hatred as Qilin approached.
However, Qilin chose to step forward and share a brief hug with them before signaling a greeting to their coaching team.
Seeing this scene, Haozi felt secretly pleased. Such a person at least had good martial ethics; combined with comprehensive training—though a bit slow—their strength was impressive and showed potential for development.
After giving Qilin a few pats on the shoulder, Haozi smiled and said, "Not bad at all; your skills are decent. You're a good prospect."
Upon hearing Haozi's praise, Qilin quickly asked him, "So does that mean you've decided to take me as your disciple?"
"Haha, if you really want to train with me, you need to be prepared for some tough times," Haozi replied with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Qilin immediately replied to the Rat with a smile, "Don't worry, although I'm not great at many things, I can definitely endure hardships to your satisfaction."
The Rat nodded and smiled, while Bing Tianyi beside him chuckled and said to Qilin, "Brother, I must congratulate you on finding a good mentor."
Of course, the two remaining coaches had nothing much to say at this point. After all, they had heard of the Rat's reputation before.
"Qilin, now that you have the Rat to teach you, we won't be of much use anymore. Train well and make sure to break through," the two said with smiles as they stepped forward.
Hearing this, Qilin directly responded, "How could you say you're of no use? You are still my coaches."
After sharing a few laughs together, the host took the stage to make an announcement, and Qilin then left the club with Bing Tianyi and others.
At this time, the Rat had only eaten some takeout. Invited by Qilin, the group headed straight to a nearby hotel.
Once in the private room and after chatting for a while, Qilin looked at Bing Tianyi and asked, "Boss Bing, what exactly did you want to discuss with me today?"
Bing Tianyi sighed with a smile and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. You know I'm in business and can't spend too much time at school; at most, I can attend classes occasionally. But most of my remaining classmates are serious students focused on their studies."
Before Bing Tianyi could finish speaking, Qilin already understood what he meant. He smiled and said, "I get it; you're worried about your friends getting hurt since you're often not around school."
Bing Tianyi nodded and replied, "Yes, students nowadays aren't as disciplined as they used to be."
Qilin chuckled; as the dominant figure among several schools, he was well aware of these situations.
"Don't worry; I'll handle this for you. However, Boss Bing, I think you should also look for Mad Dragon. This guy is trouble—lazy and hanging out with a bunch of local thugs who extort some students at school. I used to manage this often, but now with training and classes, I hardly have time for it," Qilin said seriously.
Hearing this, Bing Tianyi looked at Qilin with a wry smile and said, "We can find him, but I have no idea where Mad Dragon actually is."
After hearing Bing Tianyi's words, Qilin frowned in thought and then said to him, "Let me think... Mad Dragon usually likes to go to a hair salon on the east side of the school."
"Really? There aren't many beautiful girls at school. Why would he go to a place like that?" Bing Tianyi asked helplessly.
"You don't know the situation; that hair salon is actually owned by Mad Dragon. He relies on the income from a few student girls working there to get by," Qilin said with a resigned smile.
After Kirin finished speaking, Mouse angrily asked, "Did all these students agree to this themselves?"
"Some did, but of course, a few were threatened," Kirin said helplessly.
"Don't they know to call the police?"
"With things like this nowadays, how much can the police really do? Besides, that Mad Dragon kid had already looked into their family backgrounds before making these girls do such things. He usually targets kids from rural families," Kirin replied.
After Kirin finished speaking, Bing Tianyi stood up and slammed his hand on the table, looking at Kirin and saying firmly, "It seems I really need to take care of this matter."
Although Bing Tianyi had heard of Mad Dragon's name before, he had never known that Mad Dragon was involved in such activities. Now it seemed that Mad Dragon was indeed a serious problem in the school.
"Scum like him, count me in when you go deal with it," Mouse chimed in angrily.
Hearing this, Bing Tianyi smiled wryly and said to Mouse, "Brother, maybe you should sit this one out. I’m a bit worried if you go. I’ll just go with Old Huang."
"By the way, what has Old Huang been busy with lately?" Mouse asked curiously.
Bing Tianyi then talked with Mouse about the current situation until late at night when they finally left the hotel and returned to their respective places.
The next morning, early in the day, Bing Tianyi went directly to Mo Yonggang and withdrew three hundred thousand from the funds. He then took Old Huang and headed straight for the hair salon that Kirin mentioned.
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