War God Martial Arts School.
The substitute student of the school soon received a reply from the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association.
[After verification, Liu Weiwei fully meets the criteria for participation.]
What!
The student immediately cursed angrily:
"This is a total scam! It must be a scam!"
"She's in a wheelchair and her legs are disabled. How can she still meet the criteria?"
"Those idiots at the martial arts association, do they even know the real situation?"
Seeing his outburst, the tutor beside him and Xiao Ruohan were also puzzled.
Logically speaking.
Given Liu Weiwei's condition, the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association should have disqualified her for the sake of Jiangcheng's provincial and national rankings.
Xiao Ruohan's mother chimed in:
"That guy surnamed Chen is extremely sinister. Maybe he bribed someone privately."
"Otherwise, why would they let a cripple participate in the competition instead of you?"
"I won't believe there's no scam even if you beat me to death."
"I think we should expose them online and let the public judge."
With her fanning the flames, the student from the War God Martial Arts School became even more resentful.
He immediately took out his phone and started writing a post.
Judging from his proficiency, he was obviously an experienced keyboard warrior.
He first posted a message on his own social media account.
[Scam in the provincial competition! They'd rather let a disabled person participate than let others be substitutes.]
This post was just the beginning.
Then he immediately went to other people's accounts and left the same message as a comment.
He also posted bullet comments about this incident on the most popular videos of Chen Feng.
Currently, the provincial competition was the hottest topic.
Before the competition even started, various live - streamers were already making all kinds of speculations and analyses.
They were even conducting pre - competition betting on the rankings and which city would take the first place.
Among the Apprentice - level competitions, Xiao Ruohan from Jiangcheng was a popular candidate.
In fact, the first - place winners from each city were all in the spotlight.
People were speculating about what rankings these people could achieve in the provincial competition.
Soon, a big spender entered one of the live - stream rooms.
After sending a virtual sports car as a gift, while the anchor was thanking the big spender, the big spender dropped a bombshell.
[Scam in the provincial competition! The Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association would rather let a disabled person participate than let others be substitutes. It's suspected to be related to that top - notch apprentice martial artist from some time ago.]
It had to be said that this student from the War God Martial Arts School was quite good at spreading rumors.
Soon, this piece of news became a hot topic in various live - stream rooms.
On the other side.
Chen Feng had no idea that his popularity on the Internet was starting to rise again.
"You two wait for me here. I'll go inside to draw the lottery for Weiwei."
Chen Feng walked into the lottery hall to queue up and draw the lottery for his disciple for tomorrow's first - round match.
Since there were so many people in the hall.
Jin Youxi pushed the wheelchair and brought Liu Weiwei outside.
However, as soon as they reached the door, Jin Youxi was knocked to the ground by someone.
It was a black young man with exaggerated muscles that seemed about to burst.
He was a whole head bigger than an average person.
Liu Weiwei didn't care about anything else.
She immediately stood up from the wheelchair and helped Jin Youxi up.
Jin Youxi rubbed the part of her body that was hurt painfully.
However, the black young man continued walking forward with his companions as if nothing had happened.
Jin Youxi shouted angrily:
"How can you people be so rude?"
When Liu Weiwei looked at them, she was surprised to find that they were all wearing the logo of the Divine Fist Martial Arts School.
It was a huge golden fist.
The Divine Fist Martial Arts School ranked first in Province H.
It was of a much higher level than the War God Martial Arts School, which ranked sixth in the province.
She never expected that the Divine Fist Martial Arts School would even accept foreign students.
Hearing someone scolding them for being rude.
Those people turned to look at Jin Youxi and mocked:
"Kane, that pretty girl is scolding you for being rude."
The black young man, Kane, grinned and said:
"Indeed, I did it on purpose just now."
Hearing his words, Jin Youxi was furious:
"You scumbags!"
Instead of getting angry, the group burst into laughter.
Kane walked straight towards Jin Youxi and said:
"Baby, do you want to come to my place tonight?"
As he said that, he reached out his hand to touch Jin Youxi's face.
Jin Youxi quickly dodged in fear.
However, since the guy obviously knew martial arts, she had no chance to escape.
Liu Weiwei didn't expect them to be so brazen.
In a moment of desperation, she directly stepped forward to stop him.
Seeing Liu Weiwei make a move, Kane sneered disdainfully.
He waved his hand and slapped Liu Weiwei's hand away.
With a loud "pop", Liu Weiwei felt her palm go numb instantly, and then the pain shot through her bones.
She covered her palm painfully and saw Kane reaching for Jin Youxi again.
Liu Weiwei realized that since they were from the Divine Fist Martial Arts School, their martial arts skills must be no joke.
So she didn't hold back anymore and directly kicked out.
Kane still looked down on her and waved his hand to block the kick.
However, this time, it was his palm that ached severely.
He was kicked back five steps.
"Damn woman!"
Kane's hand that had been kicked couldn't stop trembling.
His companions behind him were shocked:
"Kane, you were actually pushed back by a woman."
"Are you kidding me? Did you overdo it last night?"
"Hahaha... It seems that the other side is also a participant from another martial arts school."
...
Kane moved his palm and was as angry as a charging bull.
Being humiliated by a woman in public was simply unbearable.
He clenched his fist, took five quick steps forward, and punched at Liu Weiwei.
Great Vajra Fist!
A huge golden fist phantom appeared, carrying a powerful aura.
As soon as he made his move, his companions behind him immediately exclaimed:
"Kane! Don't cause a fatality."
Liu Weiwei often watched martial arts competitions before.
As the number - one martial arts school in Province H, the Divine Fist Martial Arts School often appeared on TV.
She knew that the school's ultimate move was the Great Vajra Fist.
It was said to be a top - grade Earth - rank martial art.
It combined both offense and defense and was extremely powerful.
She didn't dare to be careless at this moment.
She directly used the ninth form of the Heavenly Cripple Kick.
Three Realms Annihilation!
Instantly, a dark foot phantom appeared and fiercely collided with the golden fist.
This time, both of them took a step back.
Before they could make another move, the security guards in the hall immediately stepped in between them.
"Fighting is prohibited here."
"Otherwise, you'll all be disqualified from the competition and handed over to the martial arts association for detention."
Jin Youxi quickly pulled Liu Weiwei and said:
"It's all my fault. Let's go quickly."
"We mustn't cause trouble for Master."
Liu Weiwei nodded, glanced at Kane, then sat in the wheelchair and left with Jin Youxi.
Kane didn't dare to continue fighting.
After all, the security guards here were all at least advanced martial artists, and he, as an apprentice martial artist, was no match for them.
Moreover, he was also shocked by that woman.
Even now, his once - proud fist was still aching faintly.
He could feel that one of the fingers on his right fist might be cracked.
"Who is that woman? How could she take your punch?"
"Yeah! She doesn't seem to be injured at all."
"It seems that we have a worthy opponent in this provincial competition."
"I wonder how many spots in the top ten we can secure."
"Anyway, Kane will definitely take the provincial first place."
Hearing the words of his fellow disciples, Kane secretly clenched his fist and forced an ugly smile.
"First place?"
"I went all out in a fit of anger just now and still couldn't gain an advantage."
"Can I really beat that woman?"
"Maybe that woman isn't one of the contestants in this competition."
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