Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 215 Mao Lilan vs. Jamaldin

The venue was still bustling with activity, with applause and cheers from the audience rising one after another, creating a heated atmosphere.

Today is the decisive day of the Zhonghan Cup Karate Competition. The performances of the players on the field are extremely fierce and dazzling.

However, a piece of news that suddenly came from the radio made the originally joyful atmosphere become silent in an instant.

"In the semi-finals, Rumi Wakasa will face Ran Maori. Since Rumi Wakasa withdrew, Ran Maori will automatically advance to the finals!"

The broadcast was clear and loud, but it carried a hint of regret, especially the word "abstention", which inevitably made people feel disappointed.

In the audience seats in the venue, many people talked about Wakasa Rumi's withdrawal. Wakasa Rumi's wonderful performance in the knockout round also won her a lot of fans. Who doesn't love a young lady who can fight?

"What a pity..."

Sonoko sat in the stands, frowning slightly, looking at Mao Li Ran on the ring with a hint of regret.

She said somewhat helplessly: "Sister Wakasa is obviously very strong, Xiaolan really can't beat her."

Sonoko has always admired Wakasa Rumi's fighting skills. Wakasa Rumi's strength is top-notch and she can definitely defeat any opponent easily.

As a good friend of Wakasa Rumi, Xiaolan has been working very hard in this competition. Although her kung fu is good, there is still a big gap compared to Wakasa Rumi's BUG-like fighting ability.

Seeing Wakasa Rumi give up, although Sonoko knew that it was her choice, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

Ai looked coldly at Ran Mouri who was walking towards the lounge. She was still hugging her chest and no special emotion could be seen on her face.

"There's nothing we can do about that."

Her tone was cold, but her eyes were clear.

"You all saw what happened to Kidd yesterday. Something big must have happened in Singapore. Wakasa knows her place very well. She will definitely protect Edogawa every step of the way."

Chen Shuo raised his head slightly, staring blankly at the ceiling of the venue, as if he was thinking about something.

His tone was calm, as if he had foreseen the situation.

"Sigh...it seems like this is a serious matter...I hope it won't affect us."

Inside the venue, Mao Lilan was walking back to the lounge, feeling uneasy.

She clenched her hands tightly and looked a little solemn. Although she successfully advanced to the finals, she could not suppress her worry about Wakasa Rumi.

Wakasa Rumi is both her friend and her mentor. When she thinks of her giving up the competition to protect Conan, Mao Li Ran's heart is filled with complicated emotions.

She prayed silently, hoping that Wakasa Rumi would be safe, especially in this strange city where dangers were lurking everywhere.

After all, the responsibility that Wakasa Rumi bears far exceeds the understanding of ordinary people.

"Sister Wakasa, please be safe..."

the other side.

Jamaldin stood in the lounge, clenched his fists in anger, and stared at the wall in front of him.

His chest heaved, and the whole room seemed to be weighed down by his angry breath.

He punched the wall hard, and with a bang, the hard concrete wall was hit hard by him. Although the wall was not completely penetrated, it still left an obvious dent at that moment.

"Damn it!"

He cursed in a low voice, his voice full of helplessness and resentment.

He is a pure warrior, full of desire for battle.

For him, martial arts is not just a contest of skills, but also a spiritual collision and a showdown between strong people.

He doesn't care about winning or losing, but enjoys the process of fighting with real strong people.

His most anticipated opponent, Kyogoku Makoto, lost his sponsor due to his boss's scheme and was deprived of the opportunity to participate in the competition.

Originally, this was almost a boring game for Jamaldin. He had no expectations at all and was even prepared to take it easy in the game and find some boring opponents to fight.

However, the appearance of Wakasa Rumi changed everything.

At that moment, Jamaldin really felt a long-lost excitement.

The dark horse, Wakasa Rumi, gave him the anticipation of a real battle with her actual combat ability and strong aura.

Every one of her matches seems to be full of sparks. Even a short fight can make people feel the surging power and tense atmosphere.

Although Jamaldin doesn't often admire others on the court, when faced with the strength of Wakasa Rumi, he couldn't help but feel the desire to challenge her. He knew that this was an opponent worth fighting.

However, things didn't go as he expected.

When he learned that Wakasa Rumi had withdrawn, his anger was immediately aroused.

I could have had an exciting battle, but I missed it due to some force majeure.

This result made him feel unwilling and felt that his interest had been stifled.

"This game is completely meaningless."

Jamaldin sneered, feeling dissatisfied.

He turned around and began pacing back and forth, his fists clenched, as if trying to vent his inner grievances in this way.

Although he admitted that Ran Mouri's strength should not be underestimated, she was still a little weaker than Wakasa Rumi.

Especially when facing a fighting machine like him, Mao Lilan seems a little immature.

He didn't think there was much suspense in this game for Mao Lilan.

Although she was young, for a warrior like Jamaldin who had experienced countless battles, her performance was far from exciting enough.

Ran Mouri's punches and kicks were immature and lacked the murderousness and subtlety of confronting a truly strong opponent. It was difficult for him to see a meaningful confrontation from her.

Jamaldin slapped his thigh hard, a glint of self-mockery in his eyes, "Forget it, since Wakasa Rumi has chosen to withdraw, I can only play with this little girl."

There was a tone of impatient contempt in his voice, and it was clear that he had no interest in the upcoming battle.

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The atmosphere of the final was tense and solemn, with all eyes focused on Mao Lilan and Jamaldin.

The lights of the arena focused on the two players, surrounded by the expectant eyes of the audience, as if every second was filled with electric vibrations.

Mao Lilan and Jamaldin stood in the center of the field, and the air between them seemed to tremble slightly.

Ran Mao Li was wearing a traditional karate uniform, and her brows revealed determination and confidence.

She bent down slightly and bowed respectfully to Jamaldin, her eyes full of respect and desire for this duel.

"I'm honored to be able to fight with a master like you."

Mao Lilan said softly, her tone gentle but full of determination.

Jamaluddin was completely different.

There was no smile on his face, his expression was blank, and his eyes were flashing with cold fighting spirit.

He bowed slightly, a simple yet polite gesture, then stood up straight, his eyes as sharp as a knife, as if this game was just a routine matter to him.

"Each each other."

Jamaldin responded coldly and then took up his stance.

With the referee's whistle, the game officially started.

"Whoosh!"

The two figures exploded almost at the same time.

Mao Lilan reacted quickly, and her swift steps left almost no trace on the field. She rushed towards Jamaldin like a flash of white lightning.

Her right fist drew an arc in the air, so fast that it was almost impossible to see her movements.

However, Jamaldin reacted faster. His steps were steady and powerful. He moved his body slightly to the side and stretched out his hands to meet Mao Lilan's attack with a "sweeping the enemy" posture.

Mao Lilan's fist hit his arm suddenly, but only a dull "bang" was heard. Jamaldin shook slightly, and his body did not move at all, and he actually caught this powerful punch.

Mao Lilan's pupils shrank and a hint of surprise flashed through her mind.

It turned out that this opponent's strength was not something he could easily break through.

She quickly retreated a few steps, her eyes sharp as a knife, her mind working at high speed, ready to look for the next opportunity to attack.

A scornful smile appeared on Jamaldin's lips. He had no intention of getting entangled with Mao Lilan any more.

As long as he ends the battle quickly, he can return to the plan arranged by his boss.

He suddenly took a step forward, raised his right leg high, and smashed it towards Mao Lilan's chest like a huge hammer.

Mao Lilan quickly dodged to the side, then turned quickly and hit Jamaldin's side with her shoulder, trying to use the force of the impact to make him lose balance.

However, Jamaldin's reaction was still extremely fast. He dodged the attack easily and then slapped Mao Lilan's shoulder with his backhand.

"Oh!"

The palm hit Mao Lilan's shoulder hard. She stepped back suddenly, her face changed slightly, and she felt a sharp pain spreading from her shoulder.

She did not panic, but quickly adjusted her breathing, turned around and regained her balance. Her legs were bent, like a leopard ready to pounce, preparing for the next wave of attack.

The atmosphere of the game had reached its peak. Everyone in the audience held their breath and stared intently at the two lightning-fast figures in the field.

The duel between Mao Lilan and Jamaldin was like two powerful forces colliding in the air. Every fight brought about a wave of air, and the atmosphere in the venue became more and more tense with each blow.

Mao Lilan's movements are flexible and precise, but Jamaldin on the opposite side is more calm and strong than her.

A fighter with incredible strength and speed, Jamaldin seems to incorporate all his combat experience and skills into every attack.

And no matter how hard Mao Lilan tried, she always felt that she was being suppressed by the other party.

"Huh...huh..."

Mao Lilan gasped and steadied herself.

She knew in her heart that this competition would be much more difficult than she had expected.

She tried to catch her breath and decided to attack again.

However, before she could move, Jamaldin suddenly pounced on her like a cheetah, stretched out his hands and grabbed her shoulders fiercely.

Mao Lilan was startled and instinctively tried to break free, but Jamaldin's strength was far beyond her imagination. His palms clasped her shoulders tightly like iron pliers, and with a sudden swing, he threw her to the ground.

"boom!"

Ran Mao Li fell heavily to the ground, feeling a sharp pain in her chest and almost losing her breath.

She struggled to get up from the ground, but she was dizzy and her footing was a little unsteady.

"Can't stand up?"

Jamaldin looked at her coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

He no longer had any interest in playing with the young karate fighter; all he wanted was to end this boring match as soon as possible.

Mao Lilan clenched her teeth and tried hard to endure the pain in her body.

She knew that if she retreated at this moment, it would mean complete failure.

But her movements had begun to slow down, and the scene before her seemed blurry.

Finally, when Jamaldin launched another attack, Mao Lilan's body could no longer bear it and fell to the ground.

She supported herself on the ground with her hands and raised her head with difficulty, her eyes full of pain and disappointment.

"you lose."

Jamaldin looked at her falling to the ground and said coldly, without any emotion in his tone.

Mao Lilan closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Although every part of her body was warning her that she could no longer continue the game, she still held on firmly.

Although she was still unwilling in her heart, Mao Lilan silently accepted this fact in her heart.

The match was over, and she had lost to the stronger opponent.

There were sighs and whispers from the audience, and everyone could see the strength and helplessness of Ran Mouri.

She gave everyone a wonderful performance, but today was indeed a limit she could not cross.