It seems, Mr. Huang, you already know my identity." Kingpin saw Huang Wen's thoughtful expression, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. "But Mr. Huang, there's no need to worry, and no need to hold back during our sparring match."
"Mr. Kingpin's name is renowned. Since I'm sparring with Mr. Kingpin, I'll have to take this seriously." Huang Wen nodded, assumed a Wing Chun starting stance, and stood still, awaiting Kingpin's attack.
Huang Wen was very cautious about Kingpin. Although Huang Wen had broken through the human limit and even possessed 34 points of stamina, Kingpin surely wouldn't be far behind.
"Good!" Hearing Huang Wen's flattery, Kingpin was even more pleased. He took off his tight-fitting suit, and the boxer Terry immediately stepped forward to take it. Then, Terry looked at Huang Wen intently, wanting to know who this overconfident person challenging his boss truly was.
With a whoosh, Kingpin nodded at Huang Wen and suddenly struck. The powerful, heavy punch felt to Huang Wen no weaker than that of the Punching Stone.
In fact, Huang Wen could clearly see that Kingpin's punching speed was even faster than the Punching Stone's!
Such a massive body, yet possessing such great speed, not limited by its heavy physique—this was simply unscientific.
But, this was the reality.
With a bang, Huang Wen chose to meet force with force, trying to feel the power of Kingpin's punch. However, Huang Wen's body shook, and he retreated half a step. Kingpin's strength and speed both exceeded Huang Wen's expectations.
What Huang Wen didn't know was that, while theoretically, people like Kingpin and the Punisher were considered to possess peak human combat strength, according to official data, Kingpin's strength was 4, while the Punisher's strength was 3.
The most crucial point was that even a mutant like Spider-Man had once been suppressed by Kingpin in terms of strength!
Although Kingpin was an ordinary person, he definitely possessed special methods to enhance his own power!
With a whoosh, just as Huang Wen was forced back, and his thoughts were even a bit scattered, a gust of wind swept in. Kingpin wouldn't miss this excellent combat opening.
Huang Wen's gaze sharpened. He pushed off with his back leg, then met the punch with his elbow, repeatedly striking Kingpin's fist. Because he was meeting the punch with his elbow, Kingpin's strength could no longer maintain its advantage.
Even though Kingpin's punch strength was immense and his body's resistance to blows was extremely strong, after more than a dozen collisions, Kingpin also felt pain and soreness in his hand.
However, Kingpin quickly adjusted his attack strategy. Since his fists couldn't gain an advantage, he would attack with his legs, as leg strength far surpassed that of fists.
With a whoosh, Kingpin delivered a powerful, heavy kick into the air. At that very moment, Huang Wen, with firm and quick footwork, cut in front of Kingpin and kicked his other leg, directly causing Kingpin to lose his balance.
With a thud, the two-hundred-plus-kilogram Kingpin fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound. Before Kingpin could get up, Huang Wen, with his waist and stance unified, pressed down on Kingpin's body.
With a thousand-pound drop-like technique, even with Kingpin's strength, he couldn't get up immediately. Huang Wen threw a punch without hesitation, aiming straight for Kingpin's head.
"Bang!" Kingpin instinctively used his arm to shield his head, intending to counterattack when Huang Wen eased up. But Kingpin didn't know that the first punch that struck him was just the beginning.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sound of continuous sun-character punches, like a pile driver, rang out, nearly a hundred times. The punches were extremely fast and powerful. Even Kingpin, after enduring nearly a hundred punches, couldn't take it anymore.
With a whoosh, the boxer Terry, seeing his boss being severely suppressed, instinctively threw a punch.
"Hmm?" Huang Wen's punch involuntarily paused.
He unhappily dodged the punch Terry aimed at his head, shifted his body, unified his waist and stance, and delivered an inch-force punch.
With a bang, the boxer Terry flew out directly, falling heavily to the ground. His entire body curled up like a shrimp, his mouth slightly agape, but he couldn't speak or exert any strength. He could only feel a burning pain in his stomach and internal organs.
"My apologies, I didn't hold back." Huang Wen cupped his hands at the boxer Terry, but his expression showed no sign of actual apology.
"My apologies, I didn't discipline my subordinate well." Kingpin stood up and glanced at the fallen boxer Terry. He knew that Huang Wen had held back during their earlier sparring match; at least, if that kind of force had been used on him, he wouldn't have felt too good either.
"Chinese Kung Fu is indeed profound and extensive, worthy of a legacy that has been passed down for thousands of years." Kingpin cupped his hands at Huang Wen and said with a smile, "This sparring match, I lost. I hope to have more opportunities to spar with Mr. Huang when you're free."
"If there's an opportunity, I'm available anytime." Huang Wen nodded, saying with a faint smile.
"I wonder, Mr. Huang, if you'd be interested in becoming my bodyguard?" Kingpin suddenly thought of something and asked Huang Wen.
"I am still dedicated to promoting my family's martial arts school." Huang Wen shook his head, refusing Kingpin. "What about the matter of sparring with that boxer?"
"I will arrange it for Mr. Huang as soon as possible." Kingpin didn't get angry because of Huang Wen's refusal, but instead said with a smile, "I will have people follow up with the newspaper and TV station. Once the hype reaches its peak, that will be the time for Mr. Huang to spar with him…"
"However, I still have a small request. I wonder if Mr. Huang can agree to it?"
"By all means, speak freely." Huang Wen was slightly stunned, then nodded. He knew this was Kingpin's condition.
"I heard that Mr. Huang is teaching my son's roommate. I wonder if Mr. Huang could also teach my son?" Kingpin glanced at Richard Fisk, whose gaze was somewhat fervent as he looked at Huang Wen, then shook his head as if helpless. "You see, he's already eager to become your disciple right now."
"That's no problem at all. After all, my martial arts school is for teaching students." Huang Wen looked at Richard Fisk and agreed, "Just let him and Xiao Qiang practice martial arts here with me. It's good because one needs to strengthen his physique, and the other needs to lose some weight."
"Yes, he never had a good teacher before, and my own training methods were too harsh. It's my son's honor to meet Mr. Huang now." Kingpin nodded with satisfaction, looking at Richard Fisk with a somewhat stern expression and saying.
"From now on, you must listen to Mr. Huang as you would listen to me, understand?"
"Yes, Father! I will definitely follow Teacher and practice martial arts diligently!" Richard Fisk bowed respectfully to Huang Wen and Kingpin, saying.