SFS Chapter 100 The Day of the Decisive Battle, Under the Spotlight
Chapter 100 The Day of the Decisive Battle, Under the Spotlight
The Titan team's statement was like a bombshell, once again igniting the entire internet.
"The only opponent in the final battle!"
This decision is full of provocation and confidence.
This means that Titans have placed all their bets on this match.
If he wins, he will be completely deified, becoming the absolute authority in the field of "anti-counterfeiting," and gaining both fame and fortune.
If he loses, all his previous achievements and reputation will become a joke, benefiting Ma Cong.
This was a high-stakes gamble, with everything at stake.
The atmosphere online was completely ignited.
What started as a debate between two groups of netizens has now escalated to a much higher level.
This is no longer a battle between Ma Cong and Titan.
This is meant to be the ultimate showdown between traditional martial arts and modern combat sports, a pinnacle collision of Eastern and Western fighting philosophies.
Countless media outlets are reporting on and hyping up the match.
Various experts and influential figures have joined the fray, analyzing the strengths and weaknesses of the two individuals from various angles.
"Titan is 1.95 meters tall, weighs 110 kilograms, has an amazing reach, and possesses top-notch strength and resilience. His ground skills are also outstanding. As for that young man named Ma Cong, judging from the video, he is about 1.8 meters tall and has a slender build. Apart from his incredible hard qigong, we know nothing else about him."
"Statistically, Titans have an absolute advantage. It's almost impossible for Ma Cong to win."
"I still believe that video is fake. The truth will come out in the ring. I predict the match will end in 30 seconds, with Titan winning by knockout."
The vast majority of "professionals" do not have a high opinion of Ma Cong.
After all, the Titans' power has been proven in countless real battles.
Aside from that shocking yet dubious video, Ma Cong was essentially a blank slate.
However, the vast majority of ordinary netizens don't care about these things.
They have been suppressed for too long and desperately need a hero to stand up and fight for Chinese martial arts and Chinese martial artists.
Ma Cong's appearance was like a ray of light in the darkness, giving them hope.
"I believe you, sir! That finger strike was absolutely real!"
"Forget about data analysis, I believe the things passed down from our ancestors are definitely more effective than brute force!"
"Go Ma Cong! Crush that arrogant guy!"
"I don't care, I've already bought a ticket to Donghai Stadium. I'm going to be there to cheer on our heroes!"
Suddenly, plane and high-speed rail tickets to Donghai City became extremely difficult to obtain.
Countless people flocked to this city from all over the country.
They had only one goal: to witness this battle of the century firsthand.
In this tense atmosphere, as if a storm was brewing.
Ma Cong, who was at the center of the storm, appeared unusually calm.
After showing off his skills at the registration point that day, he found an ordinary budget hotel and settled in.
In the past two days, he has not gone out, nor has he paid attention to the various disturbances online.
He simply sat quietly in his room, regulating his breathing.
Adjust your essence, energy, and spirit to their peak and most perfect state.
After achieving the Jade Bone Golden Body, his state of mind also reached a transcendent realm.
The noise from the outside world can hardly affect his inner state anymore.
In his view, that Titan was nothing more than a whetstone, neither too big nor too small, that he encountered after returning to the mortal world.
What he needed to do was use this whetstone to test the results of his seclusion.
Incidentally, let this polished stone emit its due, final light and heat.
This will be a good start for his next journey of "rectifying the reputation of Chinese martial arts".
Finally, the day of the decisive battle arrived.
On this day, the entire city of Donghai was engulfed in a frenzied atmosphere.
The road leading to the "Donghai Zhishang" Sports Center was completely blocked.
Inside the venue, tens of thousands of seats were completely full.
Countless media outlets focused their cameras on the brightly lit octagonal cage in the center of the arena.
Globally, hundreds of millions of people are watching this through live online broadcasts.
Everything was for the sake of waiting for the arrival of two people.
It was exactly 8 p.m.
Amidst the host's desperate shouts.
Accompanied by energetic heavy metal music and thunderous cheers from the entire audience.
Clad in the Stars and Stripes, with an arrogant expression, Titan slowly walked out of the player tunnel, surrounded by his team.
He reveled in the spotlight, constantly waving his fists at the audience, displaying his explosive muscles.
The atmosphere at the scene was instantly ignited to its first climax.
On the other side...
Ma Cong also stood up from the lounge.
He had no team and no fancy outfits.
He was wearing only a simple set of black athletic shorts and was shirtless.
He pushed open the door and walked alone into the path that led to the light.
Outside the passageway, there was a deafening cacophony.
Inside the passage, only his steady footsteps could be heard.
Step by step, unhurriedly.
He is about to step onto that battlefield that everyone is watching.