Kapitel 124: The True Martial Arts
As soon as Dash stood up, he saw Petrov, who was just a few meters away, raising his guard and receiving a punch heading towards his chest.
Pum!
Dash's gaze turned cold; his thoughts aligned with the force and speed of the opponent, but what caught his attention the most was Petrov's resilience.
"Ya!"
As Petrov tried to launch himself forward again, Dash threw a powerful kick that forcefully hit his opponent's leg and made him step back. With limited possibilities of close-range attacks, winning required focusing on long-range attacks.
But at that moment, after his first kick, Dash's concentrated face showed a hint of surprise as he saw Petrov still able to move, and that was indeed a pleasant surprise.
The speed of those trained in Sambo is terribly fast but comes in bursts, a sudden burst of speed to take down their enemies and dominate the fight on the ground.
Right after his first kick, when Dash thought his hit was strong enough to hold Petrov for a few minutes, he ran towards him, covering his face and preparing to throw powerful punches.
Pum!
The power of Petrov's punches was extremely worrying; Dash had to deflect the first attack without taking it directly, or he could break some bones in the process.
Taking control of Petrov's first attack, Dash knew there was no time to retreat. Moreover, to the amazement of the crowd, the fighting style he now wanted to adopt was one where he had to be faster and hit specific points.
"I got you…" Dash muttered, and as soon as he took a step forward, his hands, like whips, began to strike at a speed that even Petrov couldn't match.
While Dash's painful punches hit his opponent's body, Petrov, who knew he shouldn't take too much damage, threw a punch that collided with Dash's dodging head, and another one was heading towards his face.
But at that moment, Dash tilted his body, and with his elbow, he hit Petrov's ribs three times.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The same hit three times causes damage; Petrov felt this, and unexpectedly, he quickly retreated backward, falling to the ground slowly and deliberately.
But before Petrov even touched the ground, Dash, ignoring the pain in his body, took a step forward, changed the position of his fists, and to prevent Petrov's advance, he had thrown a kick in the air.
Pum!
This mistake was not common, but Dash, who knew that it would only bring him advantages, changed the position of his feet, exerted force in his legs, and suddenly, a kick so strong that it would knock out an animal impacted Petrov's head.
Crack!
The broken jaw of Petrov was clearly heard by those closest; everyone was aware that a man couldn't easily face such a kick.
"Broken jaw…"
That familiar sound was clearly from Petrov's jaw, making many celebrate even more as a smaller person had taken down a much larger and muscular man.
But Petrov didn't want to surrender; he needed the money to achieve his dreams, and it wasn't the time to throw the fight just for a broken jaw.
Dazed, with a bloody mouth and fists still tightly clenched, Petrov looked at Dash, who also had blood on his cheek, and raised his fists even higher.
"In this chaos, it's better to surrender…" Dash thought, and seeing that his opponent had no intention of surrendering, he advanced once again.
"Ya!"
Pum! Pum! Pum!
With a serene expression on his face, Dash's hands began to impact Petrov's body, but he wasn't unscathed in the process.
It may not be known, but neck punches are the most painful, especially when they hit the ribs.
After witnessing this brutal confrontation, many spectators were thrilled to know that there was still a fight.
But as Dash gave more punches, he felt more tired; he had to save his best martial arts for the other fights, so he had to be much more precise in this thing that wasn't making it easy for him.
Just when Petrov wanted to launch himself at Dash to try to dominate the fight on the ground, that gave Dash the opportunity to attack Petrov's leg directly once again, but he continued forward, wanting to win this fight.
With no way out, Dash focused on hitting Petrov's forehead over and over again without stopping until he had fallen to the ground.
Under the astonished looks of the spectators, Dash's elbow brutally impacted Petrov's forehead, and waiting for it to stop was his only thought.
Once again, one attack after another was launched mercilessly, and Dash's desperate gaze focused only on causing pain.
"Your victory is my victory!" That sentence he told Devon back then shone in Dash's mind, who stepped back a bit overwhelmed by all that blood and seeing Petrov on the ground.
"Dash Hale is the winner!"
The auditorium exploded in applause and cheers as they realized that the victory had been totally decided.
Dash looked at the roaring crowd from his vantage point on the combat arena, while an ironic look shone in his eyes before shifting his gaze.
When he jumped off the platform, Santiago approached and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Will he be okay?" Dash looked at Petrov being taken out on a stretcher and asked slightly affected.
"He'll be okay, rest."
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Kapitel 125: One Step Away from the Final
"Dash, I'm going to tattoo your damn name; that fight was incredible!"
As Dash walked back to his seat, Santiago exclaimed very excited about the victory they had just achieved.
"Do you think I can use bandages?" Dash looked at some of his bruised knuckles and asked while several people took care of helping him recover.
Santiago looked at other competitors and said, "There won't be any problem. As you mentioned, your knuckles have been trained, that's why no one suggested you wear gloves."
At this moment, with the first quarter-final fight over and the audience excited, the second fight immediately began, which was just as brutal as the previous one.
The first fight was Wei Chen, who would be Dash's next opponent if he made it to the semifinals. His fighting style was fast, as expected from Kung Fu, and at first glance, it seemed like watching Cheng in his movements.
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Did he just break his arm?"
"That lunatic..."
"For God's sake, Dash, I wouldn't blame you if you surrendered now before facing that monster..." Santiago sympathized with Dash, who was very calm, observing Wei Chen in case he discovered something.
"Surrender? I might break a bone; it's not that bad. But at least I believe I have the level to face him..." Dash wasn't sure; that opponent was incredibly superior, and he knew perfectly well that being limited by his injuries made the fight even more complicated.
In front of Dash, the fights kept going on until one, in particular, caught the attention of the entire audience. The fighters who both handled Muay Thai fell to the ground after connecting two brutal blows to each other's heads. Neither showed signs of getting up, and at that moment, the countdown began.
Of course, what made Dash and his group wonder what would happen next left them speechless. If both competitors were disqualified, that meant there would be a fighter without an opponent in the semifinal, and that wouldn't be fair in many ways.
"Neither will get up..." Dash looked at both fighters on the ground and shook his head.
Santiago's expression became even more somber; this wasn't good for the fights because things could change in a direction they didn't have control over. He knew this tournament had no rules, so a final could well change after such an unexpected result.
"What will happen now?" Elliot didn't understand anything about this tournament, but from what he had seen, it was very different from the others. Not only was it subject to changes, but there were also fights that developed in completely unprecedented ways.
Santiago, who was thinking, muttered, "Even if we know the answer, we won't be able to do anything. With two competitors out, things have become very complicated for us..."
"It's useless to worry; let's first see what the organizers will do." Dash nodded slightly at this response. His gaze slid over all the balconies in the place where the VIPs were; many of them were puzzled by this disappointing result.
But what Dash was looking for in watching them was to know what they thought. Many were discussing heatedly, and after a few minutes of removing the fighters who didn't get up, they came to an answer.
"That fight has been brutal; it's a shame that neither could stand up. But for the sake of the competition, a tough discussion has taken place, and we have decided that the last three finalists will fight each other in a three-way match."
"Same rules, only one winner, and the last fight before we know who will be the last fighter in the semifinal."
The host, after announcing another change in the last fight, made it clear that the remaining three fighters would fight each other to determine the winner.
"Listen carefully, Dash; surrender if you see both fighters attacking you at the same time..." Santiago, who was sweating cold, frowned at the serious disadvantages of this sudden change.
"I understand."
"It's not a joke; if both decide to attack you, no matter how good you are, you only have one who is in his twenties... They surpass twenty years of age, so in experience and strength, they will be far superior to you. Even if you're in perfect condition, you must consider when to surrender."
"Don't worry, I'll keep that in mind." Dash nodded slightly in response after hearing the warnings. He knew perfectly well that this wasn't a fair fight for anyone; many things could happen, and he decided not to consider this fight as an official one in his undefeated career.
Now, in a fight where the three fighters are enemies, things could get a bit curious. It needed to be known first who is the strongest to then go after him. The problem comes when there is no awareness of that.
"We should go for Wei Chen..." This thought crossed Dash's mind for a few brief seconds.
The other standout fighter, who surely would win, is called Rafael Gutierrez and is from Brazil. He handles mixed martial arts very well and has won so far through good combat skills, although he is not at Wei Chen's level.
"Ahhhh!"
Looking at the combat arena, Rafael finished the fight with a powerful kick to his opponent's ribs and quickly crowned himself as the last finalist.
"We have ten minutes of rest; let's think of a strategy..." Santiago, who wouldn't fight, was the one most nervous along with Dash; that old man is indeed a very peculiar person.
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