Xia Yi truly possessed a trace of childlike heart when it came to martial arts and fighting. She was willing to “spend” two million US dollars to have Greenland, the world’s second-ranked fighter, face Su Jie, just to see whether the “godlike” coach in her heart could truly be defeated.
Putting himself in her shoes, Su Jie thought that if a great expert capable of rivaling Odell appeared, he would also very much like to see the two of them fight.
Since he had begun learning martial arts, nearly two years had passed. Su Jie’s perspective had broadened incomparably compared to his early days. Yet Odell was still a “god” in his heart.
Even now, he was absolutely no match for Odell.
He had seen many formidable figures—Zhang Hongqing, and that man with the dragon mask—and in his perception, they were still no match for Odell.
Zhang Hongqing could be called an absolute big-shot, with superhuman strength, capable of killing Su Jie given the opportunity. But compared to Odell, escaping with his life would be considered fortunate.
Up to this point, Su Jie had not seen anyone more formidable than Odell.
His own father, Su Shilin, was unfathomably deep. But if compared, Su Jie felt that Odell had a better chance of winning.
Not because Su Shilin had a lower realm, but because Odell had the backing of Typhon Training Camp, which possessed the highest life science technology, capable of maintaining the body’s vitality at every moment.
Realm was one aspect, but the most important was still technology.
In ancient times, there were people with high realms, but without techniques like electrical stimulation, their physical capabilities simply could not be pushed to their peak—to say nothing of minimally invasive surgery.
In Larry’s laboratory, Su Jie had utilized various minimally invasive surgeries and more advanced electrical stimulation to once again baptize the tendons, bones, muscles, and nerves throughout his body, raising his physical capability to another level.
Many areas that could not be trained in daily exercise were also strengthened. Even national-level professional athletes could not enjoy this kind of experiment—it existed only in high-tech life science laboratories.
“Good. Since you’ve agreed, I’ll go talk to Coach Greenland right away.” Afraid that Su Jie would change his mind, Xia Yi hurriedly walked over.
About an hour later, she returned, her face full of joy: “Coach Greenland has agreed to this match, but there are many conditions. To put it simply, this match cannot be disclosed to the outside, cannot be recorded, no video can be kept, and the number of spectators is limited to just me. We have to sign a contract. If the news leaks out, there will be massive penalties.”
“This foreigner is truly cautious. He has turned fighting into a business, and he does it to perfection,” Su Jie said with a smile.
“Don’t worry, the penalty won’t fall on you—it will be mine alone,” Xia Yi said. “So it’s settled then? You just focus on the fight. I’ve essentially spent two million US dollars on a ticket to a private event.”
“As long as your money makes you happy,” Su Jie said, seeing that Xia Yi was like a little child, her innocence still intact.
“Then please follow me.” Xia Yi was a woman of action. She led Su Jie to a fighting room. At that moment, in the center of the room, Greenland, the world’s second-ranked bald-headed man, stood in the training area, performing various warm-up poses.
He had already begun preparing for the match.
Seeing Su Jie walk in, he stopped warming up, a smile on his face: “Mr. Su Jie, my time is limited. This match will last three minutes. Once three minutes are up, I will stop. If you want to continue the match, you will have to pay more. I assume you have seen all the terms in the contract.”
“I’ve seen them all,” Su Jie nodded.
“Then you may begin your warm-up,” Greenland said, touching his bald head again. “You have one minute for warm-up.”
“You really calculate time very precisely,” Su Jie laughed.
“Time is money—especially my time. Every second is a lot of money,” Greenland said.
“Very well. I don’t need to warm up,” Su Jie said, looking at Greenland. “As long as you are ready, I am ready to fight at any moment.”
“Is that so? Then let’s begin.” Greenland glanced at Xia Yi, signaling her to go to the side to watch.
With an excited expression, Xia Yi fixed her gaze without blinking, moving to the corner of the fighting room, afraid of missing a single instant of movement. This match had cost her two million US dollars to organize, but she did not feel it was a waste.
After saying “begin,” Greenland did not speak again.
His entire being suddenly changed.
He became completely devoid of emotion. His eyes filled with blood vessels, then turned bloodshot red, resembling a wild beast. The businessman image of a man solely seeking money had not a trace left. What replaced it was a kind of animality—primitive and ancient animality that had returned to his body.
This transformation surprised Su Jie slightly.
He knew that in fighting, Greenland was an entirely different face. This was not surprising—every professional had their own peculiarities. Many scientists were completely unremarkable in daily life; only during research did their intellectual brilliance shine.
But the current Greenland was not simply a different face—he had swapped personalities.
The previous personality had disappeared, and the beast’s personality had returned to his body.
It was as if he had been possessed by the soul of some wild beast.
Endocrine secretions and various hormones in his body surged wildly, erupting from the mobilization of emotion.
This was not doping. It was purely the cultivation of psychological suggestion—emotion erupting to its extreme, submerging his rational personality. In simple terms, there is a phrase in traditional martial arts for this: “going mad.”
A person becomes insane, like a demon.
This was Greenland’s state when fighting.
His hands also began to fill with blood, veins bulging one after another, his entire being utterly terrifying.
But Xia Yi’s expression was extremely excited, because she knew that in this state, Coach Greenland was his true self.
“This kind of emotional mobilization, causing a complete personality change, is practically the perfect example for psychological research. I have never seen such a case before.” At this moment, a thought arose in Su Jie’s mind—he wanted to use Greenland as an experiment and take him to a life science laboratory for research.
Because he had never seen such a phenomenon before. It had great research value.
But at that very moment, Greenland was already pressing forward.
Bang!
His steps churned like wheels, his fists like awls, driving in viciously.
When Greenland threw his punches, they differed from ordinary boxing. They somewhat resembled the rolling in and rolling out of Shaolin boxing—both arms spiraling. When retracting, they spiraled back to accumulate power, then spiraled out again to strike.
This technique seemed simple, but to practice it to a divine level required long-term hard training, extraordinary talent, and precise control.
Squeak, squeak, squeak…
As he punched, Greenland produced a drill-like sound.
Before the fist even reached Su Jie’s body, one felt a toothache; even the bone marrow seemed numbed by the vibration.
If this fist landed on Su Jie’s body, even with his current Iron Shirt skill, he would suffer.
Of course, he would not let the fist land solidly on his body.
But neither would he dodge.
As Greenland’s fist came in, Su Jie also moved.
His entire body coiled and stretched like a divine dragon. He crouched and rose in place, moving like surging waves. His arm rose and accurately intercepted Greenland’s fist.
Their arms collided, exchanging blows more than ten times in an instant.
Greenland’s spiraling rolling punches landed seven or eight times per second, each punch carrying enough force to destroy a human body, like a crocodile biting its prey and performing a death roll, tearing the victim apart.
He did not use his legs—only simple boxing.
This was somewhat similar to Feng Hengyi.
But Feng Hengyi’s punches had an indescribable flavor that could pierce through a person’s heart, while Greenland’s was a different kind of emotion—rolling in and out, with the constant threat of a kick at any moment.
Su Jie could sense that Greenland’s true killing move was still in his legs. His boxing was merely a cover, using the agility of his punches to probe. As soon as Su Jie revealed any opening, the leg techniques would follow.
This thought flashed through his mind. Su Jie stepped back, deliberately revealing an opening, exposing some of his vulnerable areas to Greenland’s leg techniques.
Almost instantly after the opening was exposed, Greenland’s leg moved.
Without any warning, one leg shot out with a piercing whistle, chopping down like a divine axe. The arc of the chopping angle followed a golden striking point. Using the shin bone of his instep as the axe blade, it reached the inside of Su Jie’s knee as if teleported.
This area was low and vulnerable—the weak point where joints connected.
If struck even slightly, all the connecting ligaments of the entire knee would rupture. The person would lose their support and become crippled immediately.
This was Greenland’s true killing move—still the chopping kick.
Plain and clear, this single technique. Yet in the world, only Solomo could block it.
The simpler the technique, the harder it is to defend against once it has been honed to a divine level through thousands of repetitions. Su Jie’s adze-hand strike was the same.
In a single move, victory or defeat would be decided.
If Su Jie’s inner knee was struck, no matter how formidable he was, he would lose this match.
But just as the chopping kick reached his inner knee, Su Jie raised his leg slightly and twisted.
It was the knee-raising block from Muay Thai—a simple movement containing much of the essence of fighting.
Bang!
Greenland’s chopping kick shin bone precisely struck Su Jie’s lower leg shin bone.
The two shins collided.
Instantly, Greenland’s expression seemed to change. His entire leg had encountered an indestructible, diamond-hard object.
Bone against bone, Su Jie won. His body’s hardness and impact resistance surpassed Greenland’s.
Greenland’s leg went slightly numb.
Seizing this opportunity, Su Jie was already at Greenland’s side. He locked his neck, simultaneously wrapped his waist, and lifted his entire body off the ground, assuming the unbeatable “hanging neck” grappling position.
Some grappling techniques are impossible to escape.
“Hanging neck” was one of them.