On the other side, Duan Yan'er let out a mocking laugh.
She walked over from the other side of the stands and taunted Jin Youxi:
"What's the matter? Can't your Chosen Martial Arts School win in a fight, so you resort to threats now?"
Jin Youxi said angrily:
"None of your business!"
Seeing Jin Youxi's anger, Duan Yan'er felt pleased and said with a grin:
"Xiao Ruohan is now a member of our Duan Family Martial Arts School, and she's currently my cousin Duan Changtian's girlfriend."
"You tell me if it's any of my business."
Chen Feng felt slightly surprised.
He hadn't expected Xiao Ruohan to have joined the Duan family's martial arts school.
"This traitor really changes schools frequently."
On the arena, Liu Weiwei suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and did a kip-up,
standing up once again.
She didn't want her master and senior sister watching below to worry.
Nor did she want to admit defeat so easily.
She could only fight while retreating, circling the ring and maneuvering around Xiao Ruohan.
Xiao Ruohan's icy expression had rarely become excited.
The longer her opponent dragged it out,
the more powerful her Wrathful Dragon's Roar became.
At this moment, Xiao Ruohan's martial intent projection was becoming increasingly solid.
The most solid black dragon projection continuously devoured the other martial intent projections that had transformed into black dragons, strengthening itself.
Xiao Ruohan had only suffered some minor damage to her Qi and blood cultivation.
This was also a flaw in her own move.
The eighteenth move, Wrathful Dragon's Roar, would devour the martial intent projections of other moves,
while also causing damage to her own Qi and blood cultivation.
However, the extent of the damage was small, within Xiao Ruohan's acceptable range.
She just had to wait until the power of Wrathful Dragon's Roar reached its peak, then deliver a vicious blow to Liu Weiwei.
Best if the referee couldn't intervene in time, allowing her to strike Liu Weiwei dead with one palm.
Soon, Liu Weiwei was sent flying by Xiao Ruohan once again.
The referee nearby was eager to intervene, ready to act at any moment.
Yet, Liu Weiwei rolled on the spot, retreated, and stood up again.
She used her sleeve to dry the blood at the corner of her mouth.
Only, her chest heaved, and her breathing sounded like a bellows.
Clearly, her body had reached its limit.
Looking at the disheveled Liu Weiwei, Xiao Ruohan's expression grew even more excited.
The thrill of impending revenge rose within her heart.
"Liu Weiwei, now you know how powerful I am, don't you?"
"To tell you the truth, among all the disciples Chen Feng ever taught, I am the most outstanding one."
"Even though he didn't teach me the eighteenth move of the Subduing Dragon Palm, I was able to create my own move."
As she spoke, Xiao Ruohan's eyes inadvertently glanced towards the arena below, where Chen Feng and Jin Youxi were watching.
A sense of pride spread in her heart.
"Chen Feng, you see? Even without you, I can still rise to the top."
The experience of creating the eighteenth move of the Subduing Dragon Palm surfaced in Xiao Ruohan's mind once again.
Having no teeth, she could only survive on porridge every day.
Living all day in a dark, cramped rental room, watching the online abuse and slander directed at her.
Thinking of her mother's tragic death and her imprisoned father.
All of this was caused by Chen Feng.
For the sake of revenge someday in the future,
Xiao Ruohan could only practice martial arts day and night!
Practice!
Practice again!
Until one day, she finally comprehended the essence of the first seventeen moves of the Subduing Dragon Palm and created the eighteenth move herself.
However, at some point, she suddenly noticed that the locks of hair hanging over her forehead had turned silver-white.
She hurried to look in the mirror and discovered that her once lush hair had now turned completely white.
In order to comprehend the eighteenth move of the Subduing Dragon Palm, she had turned her hair white overnight.
Recalling this past event,
Xiao Ruohan's hatred transformed into overwhelming resentment, merging into the eighteenth move, Wrathful Dragon's Roar, and venting it towards Liu Weiwei.
Xiao Ruohan grew more excited the more she fought, her face becoming increasingly ferocious.
The residual power of Wrathful Dragon's Roar kept accumulating, its attack power constantly rising.
Xiao Ruohan's words struck a massive blow in Liu Weiwei's heart.
Creating her own move!
How exactly does one create a move?
The first to ninth moves of the Heaven-Crippling Kick flashed through Liu Weiwei's mind.
At the same time, the process of learning the Heaven-Crippling Kick also surfaced in her memory.
Every detail of when Chen Feng taught her the Heaven-Crippling Kick was still vivid.
"What must I do to be like Senior Sister Jin Youxi and the traitor Xiao Ruohan, and create a more powerful move?"
Countless thoughts raced through Liu Weiwei's mind.
Involuntarily, she recalled her own past circumstances.
Crippled legs, ignored by everyone.
In the end, Chen Feng paid her medical bills, personally reconstructed the meridians in her legs, and took on a huge debt.
She had even bitten her master's arm.
Later, participating in competitions, the meticulous care from her master and senior sister.
And her master's massage technique was truly gentle.
Thinking of this, Liu Weiwei couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, she finally found her original intention for cultivating martial arts.
It wasn't for gaining fame and status, nor for winning competitions and gaining glory.
It was to protect the people she cherished.
Yet, the Heaven-Crippling Kick she learned, from the first to the ninth move, was all for killing.
At this moment, Liu Weiwei only wished that among the martial arts she had learned, there was one move that existed for the purpose of protection.
Just as her thoughts were swirling, Xiao Ruohan decided to launch her final attack.
She could already see that Liu Weiwei's condition had reached its limit.
If she didn't act now, she might not get another chance.
If Liu Weiwei surrendered voluntarily or fainted from exhaustion,
with a Grandmaster-level referee nearby, it would be very difficult for her to strike again.
After all, this was a national competition, and a Warrior-level one at that.
It wasn't comparable to the referees at a city-level Martial Apprentice competition.
Xiao Ruohan attacked again, using a move called Dragon Fights in the Wild to lure Liu Weiwei into countering.
Once Liu Weiwei made a move to resist,
her next strike would be the Wrathful Dragon's Roar, whose power had been accumulating until now!
Watching Xiao Ruohan attack once more,
Liu Weiwei merged the nine moves of the Heaven-Crippling Kick, then stripped away their killing intent.
She delivered the kick she had created.
"Let this kick be called Heaven and Earth Reborn!"
A simple, unadorned kick, devoid of any killing intent.
Even the originally pitch-black martial intent projection of the Heaven-Crippling Kick turned into a clear, transparent color at this moment.
This represented the change in Liu Weiwei's state of mind.
The nine moves of the Heaven-Crippling Kick, death transforming into life, things reversing upon reaching their extreme.
As if encountering rebirth, heaven and earth returning to chaos.
Seeing the change in Liu Weiwei's move, Xiao Ruohan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"Could it be that she also has a self-created move?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Xiao Ruohan quickly dismissed this thought.
Because she sensed that Liu Weiwei's kick was completely opposite to before.
It held no killing intent, and not even much power.
Moreover, after Liu Weiwei's martial intent projection turned transparent,
it looked as if she wasn't circulating any martial arts techniques or Qi and blood at all, just standing in place, delivering an ordinary side kick.
"It seems she must be at the end of her rope, using martial techniques that have no power left."
A palm strike of Dragon Fights in the Wild slammed into the kick Liu Weiwei delivered.
The next moment, this simple, unadorned kick remained firmly rooted in place, unmoving.
Meanwhile, Xiao Ruohan's attack was as if it had struck a copper wall and iron barrier, then rebounded with several times its force, like a violent storm.
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