Crazy Smartphone – Part One

Cao Lei was angered by this kid’s audacity. As soon as Lin Feng stood in the ring, Cao Lei launched a swift kick aimed at Lin Feng’s chest. He wanted to knock this brat down with one move to stop his blabbering. Cao Lei’s kick was fierce, but he was skilled enough to use only twenty percent of his power, considering the kid’s background and the fact that Director Tian, who was away, had called to release him. Just as his foot was about to touch Lin Feng’s shirt, the direction of his attack suddenly shifted. The kick slid past Lin Feng’s waist, appearing to outsiders like Cao Lei was showing mercy, intentionally missing to scare him. Lin Feng seemed not to have moved at all. The moment a technique is used, one knows its worth. Cao Lei was secretly shocked; the kid had indeed some skills. Now taking the fight seriously, Cao Lei unleashed a high side kick, aiming for Lin Feng’s face. It missed! Again, at the last moment, the direction of his kick shifted. Bang! Cao Lei couldn’t stop his momentum, and his high kick slid past Lin Feng, hitting the ring hard, the heel hitting the floor, numbingly painful. Something was off! Cao Lei, refusing to believe in superstition, seeing Lin Feng still standing still, retracted his leg for a side kick, aiming for Lin Feng’s lower body. Damn, if this kid wants to show off like a martial arts master, I’ll show him what real strength is. With his massive frame, Cao Lei’s strategy was simple: he’d crush this little punk, make him pay for his arrogance. Like his despicable brother, Cao Lei couldn’t stand anyone showing off in front of him. After having two of his attacks effortlessly neutralized, Cao Lei’s face couldn’t hold back his frustration, especially with so many colleagues watching; he couldn’t afford to lose face! An incredible scene unfolded again; Cao Lei ‘saw’ his side kick hit the target, but his foot found no resistance. Instead, an additional force seemed to pull his leg, accelerating his kick by twenty percent, but his supporting leg didn’t catch up with the sudden change in rhythm, causing his balance to be instantly broken. Cao Lei, in a comical display, attempted a grand split, only to clumsily fall onto the boxing ring. Lin Feng, still standing calmly on the stage as if the incident had nothing to do with him, watched Cao Lei with a strange expression, shaking his head and sighing in mock pity. The crowd erupted in astonishment. No one saw how Lin Feng made his move; on the contrary, Cao Lei had launched three attacks, each missing its mark, all clearly visible to everyone. At first, the onlookers thought Cao Lei was trying to intimidate his opponent with feints, but his last fierce move, a side kick he was most proud of, suddenly turned him into a novice on his first day in the ring, comically and clumsily tumbling down. It was evident that Cao Lei had suffered a hidden blow. Lin Feng, without moving an inch, had left Cao Lei in a disheveled state, which shocked everyone, realizing that this seemingly frail boy was not just boasting; he indeed had some real skills. The audience, now intrigued, no longer cared about Cao Lei’s reddened face from embarrassment and started clapping and cheering with unreserved enthusiasm. These SWAT officers, originally enthusiasts of martial arts, were especially excited to see such skillful display, feeling a surge of admiration, acknowledging that there was always someone better out there. Their applause was genuine. People around started inquiring about the skinny youngster’s background, with some even asking about his martial arts lineage, clearly aiming to learn from this master.