Before Li Chonglou could reply again, the crowd below began to urge them on.
"Damn, are you two making friends? Hurry up and fight, we're all waiting to get on the stage!"
"Yeah, if you want to fight, fight. What's with all the nonsense! If you can't do it, let me!"
There are many ways to attract attention. Some people care about their image and only want to gain recognition through their own strength. But some people don't care about their image at all; what they need is to get attention from others.
All methods have pros and cons, so even though there were four important figures on the high platform, some people still acted as they pleased, revealing their true nature.
Tong Wu, who had already stepped off the arena, was also happy to see this, as such an atmosphere was more intense. If everyone cared about their image and remained silent, the competition would naturally become boring.
In fact, if it weren't for his role as the host, Tong Wu would have definitely urged Li Chonglou to hurry.
Tong Wu always adopted an adversarial attitude towards those who didn't cooperate with him. He wished Li Chonglou would be defeated quickly by someone else, so he could then mockingly say that his judgment was poor and step on him!
This way, he could perfectly cover up his mistake in choosing the wrong person with self-deprecation!
"Hurry up and fight, I can't wait to get this anger out!"
Tong Wu stared at Li Chonglou, his face filled with coldness.
On the arena, hearing the urgings from below, the two stopped talking nonsense and charged at each other.
"So you've also been cursed, that's good then."
Ma San smiled calmly. His physique was much taller than Li Chonglou's. A distance that others would take two steps to cover, he could span in almost one step. Thus, he reached Li Chonglou first, raised his massive fist, and directly smashed towards Li Chonglou's head.
While it seemed to lack any technique, everyone in the audience could see the subtle details.
"Look at his stance, it's the Lanqiao Ma! All of the younger man's forward routes are blocked!"
Lanqiao Ma is a type of horse stance used by martial artists to stabilize their lower body. Many sects have developed various horse stances with different effects.
Some focus solely on defense; once rooted, they are like immovable boulders, unyielding to even the fiercest attacks.
Others are both offensive and defensive; once rooted, one can attack or defend.
Lanqiao Ma, on the other hand, is the most famous offensive and defensive horse stance that has emerged in recent times in the martial world.
Although many have heard of Lanqiao Ma, very few have truly mastered it. It's estimated that those present who can use this move can be counted on one hand!
So, when the crowd realized that Ma San was using Lanqiao Ma, their shock was clearly visible on their faces!
Masters don't necessarily know Lanqiao Ma, but those who know Lanqiao Ma are definitely masters. This is a famous saying circulating in the martial world.
For a moment, everyone seemed to foresee Li Chonglou's defeat.
On the arena, when Ma San assumed the Lanqiao Ma stance, Li Chonglou couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, which was quickly replaced by a slight smile.
After subtly dodging Ma San's punch by shifting his body, Li Chonglou took a step back to steady his center of gravity. This played right into Ma San's hands, as he immediately followed up, launching another attack with a backhand elbow.
"It's here! The famous thirteen moves of Lanqiao Ma! As long as you're touched, unless you can break it with sheer force, you'll be completely trapped!"
The thirteen moves are one of the signature techniques of Lanqiao Ma, referring to thirteen different offensive methods, with each move seamlessly connecting to the next. Once initiated, the opponent can be made to repeat them indefinitely, from one to thirteen and then back again!
The most terrifying aspect of this move is that once a round of thirteen moves is completed, all your rhythm will fall into the opponent's hands. Then, a situation will arise where you know exactly what the opponent's next move will be, but you are unable to react effectively because you are still recovering from evading their previous move!
However, at this moment, Li Chonglou suddenly laughed and said, "There isn't enough space here to execute this move."
Ma San's expression froze, a look of confusion flashing across his face. However, his movements did not stop, and he continued to change his offensive tactics as Li Chonglou retreated.
Fourth move, fifth move…
The confusion on Ma San's face was quickly replaced by confidence. As long as he could successfully complete a round of the thirteen moves, he was confident he could win this match!
Meanwhile, Long Shi on the high platform knitted his brows.
"What is Shi Yi doing? This level of intensity can be easily broken, can't it? Is he trying to toy with the opponent?"
His thoughts were diametrically opposed to Hua Yin, who was beside Ya Lili.
Although she hadn't brought bodyguards, Hua Yin herself possessed considerable strength. Due to certain special reasons, she had grown up in an environment of martial arts, so she was very familiar with Lanqiao Ma.
"Oh no, Xiao Li, your bodyguard is going to lose!"
Seeing Li Chonglou being pushed to the edge of the arena, Hua Yin couldn't help but show a hint of anxiety. Of course, her anxiety was for Ya Lili, not for Li Chonglou himself.
Although Ya Lili didn't understand what Lanqiao Ma was, she knew what it meant when Li Chonglou was forced to retreat step by step. The anxiety on her face was even more intense than Hua Yin's.
"It seems this kid is going to lose."
"He's already up to the ninth move, how can he not lose."
Everyone present, except for the confused Long Shi, seemed to believe that the outcome was already decided.
This continued until Ma San reached the tenth move, and Li Chonglou was pushed to the edge of the arena.
The perimeter of the arena was not empty, but enclosed by a ring of iron net, mimicking the style of an octagon cage. Therefore, people weren't thinking that Li Chonglou would be pushed out of the arena, but rather that Ma San would corner him against the iron net and brutally attack him there.
However, when Li Chonglou felt the iron net behind him, a smile reappeared on his face.
"I said, there isn't enough space here."
Ma San found these words inexplicable again, and then in the next moment, Li Chonglou suddenly used the iron net as leverage to push off, advancing instead of retreating.
In almost the blink of an eye, Li Chonglou was in front of his face, the distance between them no more than a fist's breadth.
Ma San's face instantly changed drastically. The eleventh move was a side kick, but he couldn't execute it at this distance!
Cannot break the sequence!
The difficulty of the thirteen moves of Lanqiao Ma lay not in the techniques themselves, but in their breathing patterns! Each move was synchronized with a different breathing method, and only by proceeding sequentially could it be executed. If there was any deviation in the middle, all the accumulated effort would be in vain!
Therefore, even though Ma San knew that using the eleventh move at this moment might expose a weakness, he gritted his teeth, slightly shifted his body, and delivered a side kick.