Jin Youxi exclaimed in surprise:
"Is this person really that detestable Kane?"
Liu Weiwei was also puzzled. The contrast with the image from their first encounter with Kane was simply too great.
Soon, the match began.
Kane used his signature martial technique, the Mighty Vajra Fist.
A golden aura shimmered over his body.
It was clear his mastery of the technique had clearly risen to another level.
On the other side, Xiao Ruohan's very first move drew cheers from the live audience.
"Here it comes, here it comes! The White-Haired Dragon Maiden is about to roar!"
"I have zero resistance to white hair!"
"Then you should go join the square dancing tonight!"
"That form-fitting outfit, that slender waist... my eyes aren't enough to take it all in!"
...
They saw Xiao Ruohan assume a stance on the spot and unleash a series of palm strikes.
From the first form of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms all the way to the eighteenth.
She repeated this cycle, continuously executing the palm techniques.
As her palms moved, dark dragon phantoms began to appear around her.
The number of dark dragon phantoms also grew.
Her waist-length white hair swayed and spread out with the movement of the dark dragon phantoms, revealing her icy, frosty face.
For a moment, even Kane couldn't help but stare, mesmerized.
At that moment, the master of the Divine Fist Martial Arts Hall shouted:
"You idiot! What are you spacing out for!"
"Can't you see she's building up her power!"
Scolded by his master, Kane immediately snapped back to attention.
He hurriedly rushed towards Xiao Ruohan.
A massive golden fist phantom smashed forward.
They saw the dark dragon phantoms around Xiao Ruohan begin to devour each other.
Finally, only one enormous dark dragon remained.
She suddenly stepped forward, pushing both palms out in front of her.
The ferocious dark dragon phantom instantly shot forward.
A piercing roar echoed throughout the arena.
Dragon's Roar!
The dark dragon phantom immediately collided with the golden fist phantom.
Kane's fist phantom shattered instantly, and he himself was forced back several steps.
Xiao Ruohan's dark dragon phantom, however, circled back.
It danced and weaved according to her movements.
Then, with another sweep of her palm, the martial phantom charged at Kane once more.
Kane hastily threw a punch to block it.
His fist phantom shattered again.
He retreated several more steps.
Kane was horrified!
"How can she be this strong!"
"Last year, she clearly wasn't my match!"
"This year, she changed her hair color, the color of her martial phantom changed, and suddenly I can't beat her?"
"Could it be that Great Xia martial arts has some other strange secret art?"
He had originally thought that with that leg-raising, instant-k.o. girl gone this year, he should be able to win the provincial championship.
Now it seemed he had thought too much of himself.
Xiao Ruohan needed only three palm strikes to knock Kane off the platform.
She easily secured victory in this match.
Given the strength she had displayed, it was almost certain she would be this year's provincial champion.
Xiao Ruohan felt no particular emotion about defeating Kane.
She had only one goal: at the national tournament, defeat Liu Weiwei.
To let Chen Feng know.
Even without him, she could complete the technique and create the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.
...
After watching the live broadcast of the match, Chen Feng couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"I never expected she would have comprehended the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms to such a miraculous, masterful level."
Liu Weiwei was shocked!
Her own Celestial Cripple Kick had only reached the proficient, skilled level.
She never imagined Xiao Ruohan was already at the miraculous, masterful level.
She immediately felt immense pressure.
Seeing Liu Weiwei's nervousness, Jin Youxi comforted her from the side:
"Junior sister, don't be nervous. After the provincial tournament, there are still three months before the national tournament."
"By then, have Master give you more guidance. You'll definitely be able to break through to the miraculous level too."
Grandpa Jin on the side was also astonished.
He judged Xiao Ruohan to be only in her twenties.
At such a young age, to have comprehended a Heaven-tier technique to the miraculous, masterful level was absolutely worthy of being called a genius.
It was almost certain her future would see her become at least a Martial Venerable-level expert.
Her talent and strength were only slightly inferior to his own granddaughter's.
But then, thinking of Chen Feng's own cultivation level, he suddenly felt that the miraculous, masterful level wasn't all that amazing after all.
He thought to himself:
"Are all the people from Great Xia this extraordinary?"
"It really opens the eyes of a country bumpkin like me from the sticks!"
The final results of the provincial tournament were somewhat unexpected.
Jin Youxi, relying on the Heaven-Man Unity realm of her Tathagata Palm,
coupled with her nearly top-tier martial artist's Qi and Blood cultivation,
won the provincial Advanced Martial Artist tournament championship with no pressure at all.
Liu Weiwei also defeated all her opponents to win the provincial Martial Artist tournament championship.
What surprised Chen Feng the most was Zhao Bing.
This martial fanatic was a bit... unorthodox.
This provincial tournament was full of incidents for him.
He was injured several times and also nearly killed his opponents on several occasions.
He even managed to land a sword strike on a referee.
Because of this, he was warned by the tournament judges and almost disqualified.
But in the end, this guy won the Tian Du province's Top-Tier Martial Artist championship.
He became the biggest dark horse of this provincial tournament.
A city-level tenth-place finisher ended up winning a provincial championship.
This incident instantly went viral online.
With his sudden fame, he quickly attracted the attention of the Dugu family.
As the strongest sword lineage family in Great Xia,
they recognized at a glance how terrifying Zhao Bing's talent in the sword path was.
Furthermore, Zhao Bing's sword technique was exceptionally formidable.
It even had the potential to rival the Dugu Nine Swords.
Members of the Dugu family immediately rushed to the Divine Capital to personally invite Zhao Bing to join them.
However, another piece of news emerged that shocked everyone.
Zhao Bing, facing the Dugu family members and a crowd of news reporters,
declared clearly:
"I have already joined the Chosen Martial Arts Hall and have taken the Great Xia hero Chen Feng as my master."
As soon as this news broke, everyone present was in an uproar.
Recently, the enrollment news for the Chosen Martial Arts Hall had already been quite hot online.
Moreover, all of Chen Feng's disciples were provincial champions.
Even his former disciple who had betrayed him used a technique he taught to win a provincial Martial Artist championship.
Now, unexpectedly, Chen Feng had another Top-Tier Martial Artist disciple surface.
And he too had won a provincial championship.
"Is this for real? Counting it up, Chen Feng's four disciples have actually won four provincial championships."
"Was your sword technique also taught by Chen Feng?"
"One Top-Tier Martial Artist provincial champion, one Advanced Martial Artist provincial champion, two Martial Artist provincial champions."
"Isn't this too overpowered? Leaving no path for other martial arts halls."
"The most infuriating part is, Chen Feng's disciples competed in different provinces. Why not in the same one? I almost got second place."
"I must also become Chen Feng's disciple. The next champion will be me!"
...
As Zhao Bing's interview spread,
the entire internet immediately began heated discussions.
On another front, Chen Feng himself, because his disciples had won championships,
saw his own strength increase substantially this time.
Including Xiao Ruohan, that made four provincial champions.
Each provincial championship added two hundred points of Qi and Blood.
This time, he gained eight hundred points of Qi and Blood in one go.
[Martial Path Level: Martial Master].
[Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, Realm: Heaven-Man Unity].
[Ten Forms Tathagata Palm, Realm: Heaven-Man Unity].
[Celestial Cripple Kick, Realm: Heaven-Man Unity].
[North Profound Divine Skill, Realm: Heaven-Man Unity].
[Seven Ultimates Zither, Realm: Heaven-Man Unity].
[Thirteen Deadly Swords, Realm: Heaven-Man Unity].
[Qi and Blood Value: 3100].
Only one hundred points left, and his Qi and Blood Value would break through to the Grandmaster level.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
