At the end of the live broadcast, Yang Honghui faced the camera and delivered a definitive statement on the incident.
“After my personal on-site verification and analysis,” he declared,
“The rumors circulating online about Zero Qi Blood Martial Arts School scamming its students are completely unfounded.”
“I hope everyone refrains from believing or spreading false information.”
“Every applicant wishing to open a martial arts school is strictly vetted by the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association. There are absolutely no shady deals involved.”
“On behalf of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association, I sincerely apologize for the trouble caused to Mr. Chen Feng during this matter.”
“This live broadcast concludes here. I will now lead my team to carry out the final follow-up work and investigation.”
“I also want to thank Mr. Chen Feng for his active cooperation during the investigation. His martial arts level truly commands my deep respect.”
The live stream ended.
But netizens across the country—and even some from abroad—were far from calm.
Leading bloggers and experts from every corner quickly stepped forward.
The entire internet buzzed with just one topic.
“Are the two martial arts styles Chen Feng uses really Heavenly-level techniques?”
“How could a martial disciple reach such a pinnacle of mastery?”
“The final moment of the live stream seemed to show him achieving the legendary state of ‘Heaven and Man in Unity.’”
“Where is Chen Feng located? The chosen martial arts school’s location! I want to become his disciple!”
By the time the excited fans tried to buy tickets, they were shocked to find that flights to Jiangcheng City were completely sold out.
High-speed train tickets were also gone.
Even the slowest standing tickets were snapped up.
What was more terrifying was that ticket-snatching software showed the chance of securing a ticket was almost zero.
Yet, none of this could stop countless people’s yearning for Heavenly-level martial arts.
Many resorted to driving to Jiangcheng City.
But once on the highway, they discovered that all roads leading to Jiangcheng were gridlocked.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Xiao Ruohan and her parents were about to leave when they were stopped by members of the Martial Arts Association.
“Xiao Ruohan, we hope you’ll cooperate with our investigation,” one said.
Xiao Ruohan’s mother immediately shouted,
“Why are you coming after my daughter instead of arresting that Chen guy?”
“That Chen cheated my daughter out of 100,000 yuan in prize money, and they haven’t even recovered it! Why don’t you do anything about that?”
Yang Honghui smiled coldly.
He had already figured it out.
Xiao Ruohan’s mother was a typical shrew.
No matter what she said, it was just empty talk.
Completely irresponsible.
“Without evidence, falsely accusing others and spreading rumors online is also illegal,” Yang Honghui said.
“Take them all away.”
Xiao Ruohan’s mother suddenly became afraid.
“What do you want to do?” she asked.
“We’re the victims here.”
“Can’t we just stop accusing that Chen guy already?”
Xiao Ruohan frowned irritably.
She never imagined things would spiral out like this.
Her carefully crafted public image was completely shattered.
She had just opened her phone, wanting to watch how Chen Feng defeated Sha Heming.
But she found her followers had suddenly increased by millions.
Before she could even feel happy about it,
All those new followers turned out to be haters.
The entire comment section was filled with insults calling her a manipulative ‘green tea’ girl.
She even received private messages full of abuse.
At the hospital.
Having cleared Xiao Ruohan’s false accusations and the online rumors,
Chen Feng now rode the bus without fearing being chased or shouted at.
Returning to the hospital, Jin Youxi excitedly threw herself into his arms.
“Master, you’re amazing!”
Chen Feng smiled faintly.
He reached out to gently pat Jin Youxi’s head, feeling a warmth and care that was as comforting as family.
The exhaustion weighing on him seemed to lessen.
Liu Weiwei spoke sincerely to Chen Feng:
“I’m sorry for the harsh words I said to you last night.”
Chen Feng approached the bedside, looking at this kind-hearted little saint, thinking to himself:
“Her legs are in such bad shape, yet she still wants to apologize to her enemy’s master.”
Just then, the Master System pinged again.
[Alert! The meridians in both legs are about to stabilize, resulting in complete paralysis. You will soon lose the qualification to take disciples.]
Chen Feng was startled.
He had finally found a disciple—he couldn’t just lose her like this.
Besides, failing to take a disciple would not only affect his own qi and blood cultivation.
Liu Weiwei’s entire life would be ruined.
Chen Feng looked at Liu Weiwei and said:
“Be my disciple. I promise I can heal your legs and help you reach new heights in martial arts.”
What?
Liu Weiwei froze.
She wondered if she had heard wrong.
She knew exactly how bad her legs were.
At this moment, she felt nothing but pain.
That morning, during the medical staff’s rounds, she had asked the doctors about her injuries.
The staff comforted her, saying it wasn’t serious.
They told her to rest well and not to worry.
Though Liu Weiwei was pure and kind-hearted, she wasn’t naive.
Seeing the medical staff avoid the topic, she roughly guessed that she was probably crippled.
If it hadn’t been for the live broadcast about Chen Feng that morning, distracting her for a moment,
she didn’t know how many times she would have broken down in tears.
Now, hearing Chen Feng’s words again,
her eyes instantly filled with tears.
“Thank you for comforting me. I know my condition.”
“My legs will never be able to practice martial arts again.”
“Boo hoo…”
Liu Weiwei began to weep bitterly.
Chen Feng was at a loss for words, unsure how to comfort her.
But at this critical moment, his second disciple Jin Youxi spoke up:
“You have to believe in our master. He’s amazing.”
“Before, both I and Senior Sister were diagnosed with poor bone structure, not suitable for martial arts.”
“But Master still trained Senior Sister to become a city-level champion.”
“Although she’s no longer Senior Sister now.”
Jin Youxi truly believed in Chen Feng.
Especially after watching her master demonstrate the ‘Tathagata Palm’ technique during today’s live broadcast,
she was even more convinced.
“Master is incredible and would never lie.”
“One day, I’ll become a martial arts expert too.”
With the two disciples encouraging her, Liu Weiwei—who was naturally soft-hearted and had trouble saying no—
finally agreed.
But in her heart, she made a firm decision:
Even if she had to beg on the streets, she would never be a burden to these kind-hearted master and disciples.
The moment Liu Weiwei agreed to become Chen Feng’s disciple,
Jin Youxi jumped up excitedly.
“This is great! I’ll finally be the senior sister.”
“You’ll be my little junior sister from now on.”
At the same time, a system notification suddenly appeared in Chen Feng’s mind:
[Discipleship successful.]
[Acquired skill: “Heavenly Broken Kick.”]
[Note: As long as the disciple begins training in Heavenly Broken Kick, the master’s comprehension of the skill will advance to the ‘Heaven and Man in Unity’ realm.]
[Note: Please reconstruct the meridians according to the Heavenly Broken Kick technique before the disciple’s leg meridians fully stabilize.]
[Remaining time: 12:51:07.]
Reconstruct the meridians?
Chen Feng hurriedly opened the Heavenly Broken Kick manual.
The opening section of the cultivation method focused on reconstructing the meridians in the legs.
After reading through it, Chen Feng couldn’t help but mutter in disbelief.
“Rebuilding the meridians requires this many medicinal ingredients?”
Especially when he saw the two main herbs listed.
Chen Feng’s head started to ache.
A thousand-year-old Blood Ginseng, 100 grams.
Dinosaur Bone, 200 grams.
“How much is this going to cost?”
He took out his phone to check.
To ensure the authenticity and avoid counterfeit products,
he opened the official herbal store for reference.
A thousand-year-old Blood Ginseng: 10,000 yuan per gram.
Dinosaur Bone: 5,000 yuan per gram.
Seeing these prices, Chen Feng gasped sharply.
Just these two main ingredients alone would cost two million yuan.
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