Chapter 157: Overwhelming Strength! [2]

Li Hu stared at Yan Yu with an enraged gaze, watching as one gold watch after another was removed from his left wrist and temporarily kept by the referee.

As the referee stepped down, Li Hu swung his fists once more. "Brat, go to hell!"

Facing Li Hu's overwhelming and torrential attack, Yan Yu raised his hands to block once again, with the only difference being that this time he kept his right hand on the outside.

Clang—

"Ah—"

Li Hu's other fist instantly swelled and turned red. He retreated several steps, his face flushed with anger as he roared, "Referee, this kid still has things on him!"

Cold sweat dripped down the referees' foreheads. Before they had even returned to their seats, they rushed back onto the ring.

Yan Yu silently rolled up his right sleeve, revealing even more gold watches...

"Sir, this..." The referees were in a difficult position.

"What? Are wealthy people not allowed to flaunt their wealth?" Yan Yu glared at the referees. "You didn't ask me to take off all my watches just a moment ago."

The referee quickly asked, "Then you don't have any other watches on you now, do you?"

"None!" Yan Yu answered with certainty.

Upon receiving Yan Yu's answer, the referee finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Li Hu, who was now on the verge of fury, and said, "Mr. Li Hu, you may resume the match!"

"Boss is awesome!" Down below, Hao Zhuang and the two others were beyond excited. Watching Li Hu suffer brought them immense satisfaction.

"This kid..." Ren Yuheng's eyelids twitched wildly. He had never seen anyone fight underground matches in such a shameless manner.

Liu Yuxin, on the other hand, covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Having suffered losses twice, Li Hu no longer dared to strike blindly. Rubbing his swollen and aching fists, he assumed a fighting stance, circled around Yan Yu, but hesitated to make a move.

Seeing this, Yan Yu raised his hands high and said, "You said earlier that three moves would take my life. Two moves have already passed. As for this third move, are you too cowardly to strike?"

"Bastard, how could I know if you still have other strange things on you?!" Li Hu defended himself cautiously.

Yan Yu retorted, "I've lifted both my hands, and you're still afraid? Is this the courage of the world underground boxing champion?"

"Audacious!"

Unable to take the provocation, Li Hu erupted instantly. Seeing Yan Yu with his hands raised high, his gaze locked onto Yan Yu's waist!

He lifted one leg, preparing to deliver a powerful whip kick to Yan Yu. If this kick landed, he was confident it would snap Yan Yu's spine directly!

However—

Clang—

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Once again, Li Hu clutched his foot in agony and collapsed to the ground.

"What is it this time?!" The referees were growing impatient.

"This kid still has equipment on him!!" Li Hu felt like crying tears of blood.

The referees' gazes turned uniformly toward Yan Yu.

Yan Yu froze for a moment before snapping back to reality. With an innocent expression, he lifted his shirt, revealing a belt entirely draped with car keys.

"..." Li Hu.

"..." The referees.

"..." The numerous spectators.

Damn it, if you're this wealthy, why are you coming to fight in underground boxing matches?!

Isn't this just bullying people?!

"Sorry, I forgot to take off my car keys before stepping into the ring." Yan Yu smiled as he unbuckled his belt and tossed the entire ring of car keys to Hao Zhuang.

"Pfft..."

Filled with sudden fury and rage, Li Hu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood on the spot.

The referees beat their chests in despair. "In all our years as referees, we have never seen someone so utterly shameless!"

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You're just prejudiced against the rich! I'm merely wealthy, is that a violation of the rules? Do you think I want to be rich? Let me tell you, aside from being wealthy and handsome, I have nothing! Does this make you feel a little happier?!" Yan Yu shouted loudly.

"Pfft!"

Li Hu vomited another three liters of blood!

If you're rich, just stay a proper second-generation heir!

Why come to an underground boxing arena to piss people off?!

This time, the referees climbed onto the ring and conducted a thorough head-to-toe inspection. After confirming that Yan Yu was no longer carrying any other items, they finally declared the match resumed.

No sooner had the words left their mouths than a shower of cash was thrown from the spectator stands. Many people who envied Yan Yu shouted, "Li Hu, beat this brat to death for us!"

With swollen hands and feet, Li Hu tremblingly climbed to his feet. Seeing that Yan Yu finally had no equipment on him, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Brat, this time, without your dirty tricks, you're dead for sure!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Down below, Hao Zhuang and the others wore worried expressions.

Ren Yuheng and Tan Junwen smiled happily.

Liu Yuxin's expression remained unchanged as she calmly gazed at the ring.

Suddenly, Li Hu moved. With the speed of a cheetah, he launched himself forward from where he stood, his fist striking out like an iron hammer straight toward Yan Yu's head!

This was a powerful, direct punch!

However—

Yan Yu nonchalantly raised his hand and directly caught Li Hu's fist!

"What?! That kid caught Li Hu's punch?"

"Did I see that right?!"

"Could Li Hu have taken bribes to throw the match?!"

"No, impossible! This is a life-or-death match. If Li Hu loses, he has to wager his own life!"

On the stage, Li Hu stared at Yan Yu in utter disbelief.

With his full strength behind it, his punch could shatter even a steel plate.

Yet this seemingly thin and frail young man had caught his fist so effortlessly, without even moving his feet an inch!

This was terrifying!

"What? Scared?"

Yan Yu narrowed his eyes and suddenly counterattacked!

He stepped forward, twisting Li Hu's fist with his left hand while heavily slapping his wrist with his right. Li Hu instantly felt a jolt run through his entire body, as if his entire right arm had been dislocated!

Yan Yu's attack did not stop there. Pushing further forward, he delivered an elbow strike directly to Li Hu's armpit. Li Hu staggered back three steps, feeling as though his lungs had been pierced, every breath burning with fiery pain!

"Humph!"

Accompanied by Yan Yu's low grunt, he actually stepped onto Liu Hu's thigh and vaulted into mid-air, unleashing a flurry of flying kicks that drove Li Hu back repeatedly!

The final kick landed squarely on Li Hu's chest, sending him flying backward through the air and coughing up a mouthful of stagnant blood before crashing to the ground.

Yan Yu landed lightly on his feet, holding one hand behind his back and forming a palm with the other, radiating the demeanor of a true grandmaster!

Gazing at the scene in the ring, the underground boxing arena fell into absolute silence.

The next second, earth-shattering cheers erupted from the spectator stands!

These wealthy elites didn't care who won or lost; they simply wanted to witness such a dramatic reversal, even if Yan Yu's previous behavior had been utterly exasperating!

An ordinary-looking rich second-generation heir had actually beaten the world underground boxing champion to a state of complete helplessness, crushing him and forcing him back step by step—how could this not make one's blood surge with excitement?!

Watching this scene from the stands, Meng Guohui suddenly burst into laughter:

"I must have lost my mind to actually worry about Young Master Yan's safety. He is, after all, that lady's son—how could her son's martial arts skills ever be lacking?!"