All the Martial Arts Were Taught by Me

Watching his master and junior sister sparring,

Jin Youxi complained unhappily:

"Master, you're way too biased."

"You only teach her and not me."

Chen Feng replied helplessly:

"You've already reached the Harmony of Heaven and Man state, and even awakened the Tenth Palm technique. What else can I teach you?"

"You've already graduated as a disciple."

"Besides, the competition is coming up soon."

"Before the match, you should avoid training too much."

"If your Qi and Blood value exceeds 800 and reaches the level of a top-tier martial artist, you'll lose eligibility for the Advanced Martial Artist competition."

Chen Feng was currently relying on these two disciples to boost his own Qi and Blood stats.

Jin Youxi's victory in the National Advanced Martial Artist Tournament was practically guaranteed.

When cultivating in the Harmony of Heaven and Man state, the growth rate of Qi and Blood was incredibly fast.

Once it surpassed 800 points, she would be classified as a top-tier martial artist,

and thus ineligible for the Advanced Martial Artist Tournament.

That's why Chen Feng didn’t dare push Jin Youxi to train anymore.

For now, competing in the Advanced Martial Artist Tournament was the safest bet.

As for the Top-Tier Martial Artist division, they could save that for next year.

Liu Weiwei shouldn’t be much of a problem either.

However, her realm and Qi and Blood still needed refinement to ensure a more secure outcome.

To enhance Liu Weiwei’s training,

Chen Feng didn’t hesitate to buy large quantities of cultivation-assisting pills from Wang Hao at a low price.

As for the "low price"—

That was what Wang Hao had told him.

He had no idea that the Wang family had made a seven-figure profit off him in a single transaction.

Wang Hao was also feeling guilty.

After all, the company had set that as the minimum price.

He didn’t want to profit off his friend,

but he had no choice but to follow the company’s orders, gritting his teeth and reluctantly pocketing a hefty commission of several hundred thousand.

Soon, the city-level competition began.

As expected, Liu Weiwei and Jin Youxi easily secured victory in their first match.

Now, Jin Youxi could finally enjoy the massage she had been longing for.

"Master, I overexerted myself earlier and strained my back."

Chen Feng looked at her in disbelief.

"Didn’t I just see you wave your hand once during the match?"

Jin Youxi pouted.

"But I got too excited and messed up my Qi circulation!"

Even after reaching Harmony of Heaven and Man, she could still mess up her Qi flow?

Chen Feng couldn’t wrap his head around it.

Still, he had no choice but to massage his tsundere disciple’s back.

But this disciple was just too reckless.

During the second match in the afternoon,

Jin Youxi clutched her chest pitifully and said:

"Master, I hurt my ribs. Quick, give me a rub."

Chen Feng was speechless.

"That opponent didn’t even get a chance to use a martial technique before you knocked them off the stage."

"And now you’re telling me you hurt your ribs?"

Jin Youxi whimpered:

"I accidentally messed up my breathing and got a cramp."

Every day after the matches,

Jin Youxi would either complain about sore arms, aching legs,

or even dramatically fall off the stage.

Chen Feng felt like he was serving a spoiled princess.

Liu Weiwei simply watched with an envious smile,

recalling how last year, her master had massaged her to relax her muscles after matches.

She wondered if she should "accidentally" twist her ankle or take a fall later.

Meanwhile, in the audience, Grandpa Jin couldn’t bear to watch his granddaughter’s antics.

Liu Weiwei, who had been wildly popular last year,

was once again drawing a lot of attention this season.

And with Jin Youxi posting daily updates on Douyin, flaunting her and her junior sister’s victories,

the sister duo quickly became an internet sensation.

Combined with the prestige of being disciples of Chen Feng, the Hero of Great Xia,

Jin Youxi’s follower count skyrocketed during this period.

At the same time, another person was dug up by netizens.

The traitor of Tianxuan Martial Arts School, once Chen Feng's disciple.

Now the rising star of Jiangcheng City's martial arts world.

The White-Haired Dragon Maiden, Xiao Ruohan.

It's said that since the competition began,

no one has been able to withstand a single strike from her.

Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei also came across Xiao Ruohan's competition videos while scrolling.

Both were shocked by the current state of Xiao Ruohan.

"Master, look at this!"

"Why has Xiao Ruohan's 'Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms' turned black?"

Chen Feng glanced at Jin Youxi's phone.

The current Xiao Ruohan had snow-white hair cascading down to her waist.

Her pale face bore deep dark circles under her eyes.

Her slender frame was clad in a tight black leather outfit.

At first glance, she gave off an icy impression.

Especially when executing her martial techniques,

the martial arts projections she manifested were none other than black dragons.

Even Chen Feng hadn't expected Xiao Ruohan to change so drastically.

Her strength, in particular, was now on an entirely different level.

Every opponent she faced was crushed with overwhelming superiority.

Chen Feng sighed,

"When she betrayed me, she hadn't learned the eighteenth stance of the Dragon-Subduing Palm."

"Now, she's created her own eighteenth stance."

"And from what we can see, its power is astonishing."

"Even the original essence of the martial art has been altered."

Beside him, Grandpa Jin couldn't help but comment,

"Though this girl's character is questionable,"

"her martial talent is truly remarkable."

"Judging by the solidity of her martial projections, she's at least at the sixth realm—'Perfection Through Practice.'"

"And the fact that she can create her own techniques shows an exceptional compatibility with this martial art."

Jin Youxi was displeased by her grandfather's praise.

"Is her talent really greater than mine?"

"I could crush her with one slap!"

Chen Feng and Grandpa Jin burst into laughter.

Jin Youxi then turned to Liu Weiwei and said,

"Junior Sister, you must teach her a lesson this time."

"Make sure she understands the might of our Tianxuan Martial Arts School."

Liu Weiwei felt the pressure.

According to the competition records,

she noticed that Xiao Ruohan's Qi and Blood value had reached a staggering 390 points—

a full 56 points higher than her own.

Moreover, their realms were the same, which made her even more nervous.

Liu Weiwei could accept losing to anyone else,

but she absolutely refused to lose to Xiao Ruohan.

At the same time,

in the Great Xia Holy Capital,

Duan Changtian was reviewing the performance records of competitors from various regions.

Strangely, he couldn't find Chen Feng's name.

"Why hasn't Chen Feng entered the competition?"

"Doesn't he want to prove himself as the strongest in his realm by winning the championship?"

"Or is he afraid?"

"Afraid that losing would tarnish his reputation as a Great Xia hero?"

Jin Youxi had the same question.

"Master, why aren't you competing?"

Truthfully, Chen Feng did want to participate.

Young and spirited, full of vigor—

who wouldn’t want to show off in front of others?

But Chen Feng wasn’t that shameless.

Others had worked hard to comprehend their techniques and refine their skills.

As someone who relied on cheats, he felt too embarrassed to compete for the championship.

Besides, even if he won, aside from the prize money, the system offered no rewards.

Only when his disciples achieved something would he, as their master, receive benefits.

Faced with his disciple's question, Chen Feng could only brush it off with an excuse.

"Master has no interest in competitions without challenge, nor does he care for such empty fame."

Grandpa Jin marveled inwardly:

"To possess such a warrior's temperament at such a young age."

"No wonder his cultivation realm defies all logic."