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Once a year, a free fighting tournament is held for the Chinese and the United States' police, which takes place at Beijing stadium.
"Yesterday, we conducted the elimination round, and after many grueling matches, sixteen contestants have been chosen for the final."
The host consecutively called out the names of these sixteen people,"Joy, Zhou Huaqiang, Brown, Dai Gao Gao, Xia Yao, Andersen..."
Sixteen uniformed policemen strutted onto the ring: eight Chinese, eight Americans, face to face, all bowed to each other at an acute angle. Brown, who was third in line of the United States team, bent at a ninety degrees angle, silently assessing his opposition - Xia Yao - from head to crotch. A perverted but discreet smile played on his lips.
The gunfire signaled the beginning of the contest; contestants would go head to head, and the winner of each round would advance to the next fight.
This annual kickboxing competition between the Chinese police force and the United States police force is a meet up of two cultures of martial arts, between the East and the West. Chinese police tend to focus on leg movements to take down an enemy - extremely fierce. The Americans, on the other hand, usually use their fists the deliver killer blows. Still, Brown is the best of the best.
First match, Brown against Zhou Huaqiang.
On entering the first battle, Brown immediately overpowered Zhou Huaqiang, a simple kick that left Huaqiang sprawling on the ground. In just a few short minutes, Brown smoothly showed off his moves, and an occasional applause could be heard from the audience. With no doubt in mind, Brown took the first win.
After seven matches, eight contenders remained standing, in which there were three Americans and five Chinese, one of whom wass Xia Yao.
The second round started, and this time the China team selected a real power fighter-Zhang Wenlong. At the beginning of the match, Zhang Wenlong swooped a swift kick onto Brown's head, but to no avail. Brown did not even react. Instead, he took hold of his opponent's ankle, twisting it to the ground. After a minute of resting time, both sides went back to the ring. Zhang Wenlong, this time, used his secret techniques to continuously
rain blows onto Brown's head, but Brown still didn't react. On the other hand, Brown mercilessly kicked Zhōu Wenlong's knees until they were injured and Wenlong could no longer fight. The second match ended with only four people left. On the sidelines now stood one American and three Chinese, including Xia Yao.
With the thirds round just starting, it was lucky that Xia Yao was not partnered up with Brown.
While Brown was in the ring, Xia Yao stood on the sidelines, listening to other workers chat, "Hey, that American is sure powerful, our policemen standing next to him all turns into little chicks!"
"All of our good fighters have been eliminated by him. Looks like our remaining three guys aren't too shabby!"
"Ah, motherfucker! That dude has just been taken down!"
"Stand up! Stand up! Fuck, he can't even crawl up."
The whistle sounded. Brown won.
The third round came to an end with only two competitors: one American and one Chinese - Xia Yao. After the semi-finals came the final match.
The entire stadium broke out in cheers and shouts, though of course, the Chinese yells were much louder than those of the United States. Although the home team dominated the audience, no one dared to breath a sigh of relief because the enemy was too strong."
The two contenders wasted no time climbing into the fighting ring. Under the illuminating spotlight, Brown's figure was sculpted to scream strength and power, reminding people of Lam Giao Dau and Thuy Hu who have power to conquer mountains, kill beasts, dominate ten thousand men, exulting overpowering majesty. Standing opposite him is Xia Yao, whose
spine remained as straight as a pine, with a high nose, thin lips, and beautiful eminent eyes, totally contrasting your average wrestler.
The two sides exchanged a friendly handshake, Xia Yao laughed blandly, a laugh that put the other person at ease.
It appears that the two sides were waiting, baiting and preparing for an all
out war. It was the calm before a storm. Then, they both charged at each other with aggressive determination. They threw themselves at each other with fast paced kicks, highly trained techniques, attacking and defensing, hit after hit.
Brown swung his legs up, aiming a death blow, extremely accurate and
frightening. Xia Yao flipped to one side and delivered his own kick the
moment his body landed. Then, soaring higher, he launched double attacks.
He mirrored a panther, aiming for Brown's head. Defending screams echoed
from the spectators. (Somewhat the fighting scenes sounds so unrealistic
:))) )
If there was only one word to describe Xia Yao's techniques, it was
"beautiful". Punching, jumping up, backing up...every move morphed
together was incalculable, extremely powerful but majestic at the same
time, and they not only captured the audience's eyes, but also awed Brown himself.
The fight entered a cliff-hanger stage, where Xia Yao took the upper hand,
throwing out precise hits at his opponent. He used his own body weight to
deftly bring down Brown's 115 kg, beating him until the whole stadium
erupted in cheers.
"One minute ... two minutes ..." The umpire started the timer.
Xia Yao utilized his elbow to plant Brown's chest to the floor. As time
approached the 3 minutes mark, Brown suddenly arched his chest. Xia Yao
had to lean his body forward, trying his best to take prevent the enemy from
overturning. Brown got hold of this opportunity to grab Xia Yao's nape and
pulled him down.
And then...
Placed a wet kiss on Xia Yao's lips. Whispered reverberated from the
audience. Xia Yao was pushed to his breaking point.
The referee blew the whistle, The award finally belonged to Xia Yao. A
vibration of applause rocked through the stadium, but he did not pay
attention at all. He turned on Brown with a determined desire for vengeance
and bombarded punches after punches onto the man's smug face, quick as
bullets. This time, it was even more intense, indeed, like he wanted to kill
the opponent.
The referee ran over to cease the fight, "The fight has ended, haven't you
had enough?"
It was only then that Xia Yao moved to stand up, then, being the good
sportsman that he is, offered Brown a hand.
"You're very handsome!" Brown exclaimed.
Xia Yao casted a friendly smile, and whispered something that only they
could hear, "I am-not-gay- you motherfucker!" ("I'm not gay" was in
English and "motherfucker" was in Chinese)
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