Chapter 327

Chapter 327 Ball-Kicking Maniac!

 

Ye Binglan heard these words, feeling sweet inside, and the look in her eyes toward Su Rui gained a hint of tenderness.

“Brother, you’re so good to me.” Ye Binglan held Su Rui’s arm, feeling cherished in her heart.

“I am indeed pretty good.” Su Rui rubbed his nose, then pulled Ye Binglan into his arms and laughed heartily.

He had become accustomed to this kind of gesture recently. Having finally found his sister, hugging and embracing her didn’t seem like a big deal to him. Having been separated from her for so many years, Su Rui felt he owed Ye Binglan a great deal. Therefore, if he could cherish her a bit more, he absolutely would not do any less.

However, Su Rui overlooked a very important issue—there was no blood relation between him and Ye Binglan.

Today, Ye Binglan was wearing a black T-shirt with a baseball cap on her head, her long hair tied in a ponytail. To block the gaze of perverts, she deliberately wore sunglasses on her nose bridge. However, there were so few women present here that despite her disguise, Ye Binglan still attracted many stares.

She took out her phone and took a photo of Wan Yanhua, planning to compile it into a report for the bureau after returning. Such harmful elements must not be allowed to infiltrate the police force.

The additional matches were about to begin. Nearly two thousand non-seeded contestants started warming up. Since these non-seeded contestants didn’t take up official spots, the more the better. Even if they couldn’t win, they could gain more training opportunities, so various gangs sent many people to participate.

Looking at the sea of heads, Su Rui’s mouth twitched involuntarily. Had he known this would happen, he would have asked Li Yang for a seeded position. With nearly two thousand people in an elimination tournament, how many matches would he have to fight?

Ye Binglan saw through Su Rui’s thoughts and smiled: “Brother, don’t tire yourself out later.”

“I’ll try to end it quickly.” Sweat was already faintly appearing on Su Rui’s forehead.

The sweat coming from his head now was from the water that had entered his brain when making the decision earlier.

With only twenty arenas but two thousand people needing to compete, Su Rui initially had some energy to watch, but these fighting techniques appeared completely superficial to him. One match even failed to conclude within an hour!

Su Rui was drowsy with boredom, practically wishing for death.

It wasn’t until nearly evening that he finally faced his first opponent in the qualifying round.

His opponent was named Zhang Mianji, a burly man from the Baihu Gang of Beihu Province, standing at nearly 1.9 meters tall with an imposing physique.

Since each gang only had twenty seeded positions, Zhang Mianji, despite his decent strength, was ranked outside the top twenty, which left him somewhat dissatisfied.

He jumped onto the arena with a flip, appearing vigorous and powerful.

Su Rui, on the other hand, was bleary-eyed, looking completely spiritless with seemingly wobbly legs, as if he would fall over at the slightest touch.

Seeing his opponent in such a sorry state, Zhang Mianji grinned widely.

By this time, the order at the venue had become chaotic, with people crowding around the arena.

“Zhang Mianji, if you lose to this weakling, don’t come back to the gang. We’re counting on you to reach the top eight!” Someone below started cheering loudly.

“Yeah, Zhang Mianji, you got lucky today. You’ll have to treat us tonight!”

Zhang Mianji stared at Su Rui, chuckling, then shouted to those below: “Time me! If I can’t finish this guy within one minute, I’ll forfeit automatically!”

Despite being so blatantly disrespected, Su Rui showed no reaction. His eyelids drooped as if he didn’t even have the energy to properly look at his opponent.

Right now, Su Rui certainly appeared to be an easy target, someone everyone would want to bully.

“Hey, kid, if you kneel down and surrender now, I can guarantee you won’t get beaten too badly,” Zhang Mianji said, his eyes full of contempt. Looking at Su Rui’s exhausted appearance, he probably couldn’t even withstand one punch.

“Are both sides ready?” the referee asked routinely. Seeing Su Rui’s condition, he shook his head—this clearly looked like someone about to give up.

Ye Binglan covered her mouth below, laughing softly.

“Ready!” Zhang Mianji shouted confidently.

Su Rui merely let out a “hmm” through his nostrils, looking so pitiful that anyone would want to punch him.

“Begin the match!”

With the referee’s command, Zhang Mianji rushed to Su Rui and threw a heavy punch toward his face!

“Beautiful!”

“Well done!”

Seeing the powerful punch, people below already anticipated Su Rui’s fate—surely he would be pathetically knocked off the arena!

“Ah!”

A scream rang out on the arena!

Contrary to everyone’s expectations, the one screaming wasn’t Su Rui, but Zhang Mianji!

Just as his fist was about to reach Su Rui’s face, he clearly saw Su Rui extend a leg and kick him hard in the groin!

Zhang Mianji clutched his vital area and fell to the ground, trembling all over! The pain completely robbed him of any ability to continue fighting!

The referee watched in cold sweat, involuntarily feeling a chill between his own legs!

What do men fear most in a fight? Nothing more than attacks below the belt.

“Can you stand up?”

The referee asked Zhang Mianji a few times, then counted loudly: “Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One!”

After the count, Zhang Mianji still showed no sign of getting up, so the referee raised Su Rui’s right hand and announced: “Qinglong Gang, Su Rui wins!”

Su Rui maintained his drowsy appearance, showing no joy even in victory, and walked off the stage looking dazed!

Zhang Mianji still couldn’t stand up. He looked venomously at Su Rui’s retreating back and shouted: “Kid, if you’re man enough, don’t leave! What kind of technique is that? Just wait, grandpa will kill you later! Ouch, it hurts so bad!”

As soon as Su Rui stepped off the arena, he was immediately surrounded by a group from the Baihu Gang!

This Zhang Mianji was considered half a seeded contestant in the Baihu Gang, but he was taken down in one move with such a dirty technique. This was truly shocking, and naturally, the Baihu Gang members couldn’t swallow this insult.

“Kid, you dare do this to my brother? You’re not leaving today!”

“Do you know what it feels like to be kicked in the balls? Today we brothers will let you taste it!”

Su Rui glanced at the aggressive Baihu Gang members, and his drooping eyelids finally lifted: “What, want to fight? If you want to fight, let’s do it here. I’m game.”

Hearing this, someone was about to come forward to beat Su Rui, but was pulled back by a companion.

“Don’t fight! There’s a rule here that prohibits seeking revenge after arena matches. If caught fighting, a random seeded contestant from the related gang will be disqualified!”

Disqualify a seeded contestant? This was a severe punishment! Hearing this, the Baihu Gang members no longer dared to act. If they ruined everything because of their impulses, they would face serious consequences!

Su Rui curled his lip and said: “I knew you were all cowards, too scared to fight, only good at talking tough.”

With that, he glanced sideways and then turned to leave.

The Baihu Gang members watched Su Rui’s arrogant back, each grinding their teeth in hatred: “What’s so great about the Qinglong Gang? If I see him in private, I’ll definitely kill him!”

Su Rui couldn’t care less about these threats. With so many elimination matches to fight, naturally he would take the easiest approach.

“Brother, you’re so dirty.”

Ye Binglan saw Su Rui’s technique and blushed slightly, handing him a bottle of water.

“This isn’t dirty, it’s the most effective fighting method,” Su Rui argued forcefully. “Of course, if other men have ill intentions toward you, you can use this move too.”

“I’m not like you,” Ye Binglan smiled, with a hint of intoxication in her eyes behind the sunglasses. From childhood, she had always received the most orthodox education and met so-called gentlemen, but after spending so much time with Su Rui, his “wickedness” deeply attracted her. This is the principle that “women love bad boys.”

Of course, the “bad” in “women love bad boys” encompasses many standards.

That night, another elimination match took place. Su Rui coincidentally met another member of the Baihu Gang and once again defeated his opponent with a single move, leaving him on the ground tightly clutching his legs.

Thus, with just two moves, Su Rui successfully advanced to the top 500 in the additional matches, becoming the victor who spent the least time and effort—and also the victor most despised by the vast majority.

After consecutively eliminating two of their contestants, Su Rui had thoroughly established a feud with the Baihu Gang.

The next day, Su Rui advanced again consecutively, successfully making it to the top 100 of the additional matches, securing qualification for the main competition.

Of course, he still used his invincible groin kick. Wherever his kick went, enemies fell clutching their groins!

As a result, Su Rui gloriously earned a nickname—the Ball-Kicking Maniac!

This title spread quickly among the contestants and gained widespread attention!

Su Rui felt quite helpless about this. In fact, he used just the right amount of force—enough to temporarily incapacitate his opponents but not cause permanent injury. So, Su Rui considered himself quite merciful.

Although Su Rui successfully advanced, the host Li Yang wasn’t so happy. While the Qinglong Gang had five non-seeded contestants advance to the main competition, eighteen people were injured during the matches—either broken arms or legs, almost all comminuted fractures that would leave permanent disabilities, meaning they completely lost their fighting ability!

Although they weren’t seeded contestants, being recommended for the additional matches undoubtedly meant they were future pillars of their gangs. With proper development, they might have become high-ranking members!

Yet these eighteen people had their limbs publicly disabled on the arena! How deep must that hatred be?