Jin Youxi pushed Liu Weiwei outside the door.
She hurriedly asked,
“Weiwei, are you hurt? That guy looked really tough.”
Liu Weiwei shook her head and said,
“I’m not injured.”
“But that guy was definitely formidable. Even my strongest kick could only hold him to a draw.”
Her master had once told her,
The Heavenly Crippled Kick is an extreme martial art.
All its moves are purely offensive, with no defense at all.
You could say it has incredibly high attack power but zero defense.
Just now, she had unleashed her strongest ninth form, the Three Realms Annihilation, yet she still couldn’t defeat that Black Fist Martial Arts School’s young black man.
“Looks like there’s no hope of winning the championship this time,” she sighed.
“It’s all my fault for not being good enough. So far, I can only manage two kicks at most.”
“Maybe if I kicked more times, I could break through his defense.”
Liu Weiwei sighed quietly to herself.
Chen Feng finished drawing lots and found his two disciples, puzzled.
“What’s wrong with you two? You don’t look very happy.”
Jin Youxi quickly replied,
“Nothing, Master. Let’s hurry back.”
“Otherwise, the buses will be too crowded tonight.”
But before they even returned to the hotel, Jin Youxi was scrolling through her phone and saw that their master was trending again.
“Master, do you have a talent for attracting trouble?”
Chen Feng took the phone and saw that someone was even questioning Liu Weiwei’s eligibility to compete.
The most outrageous claim was that he had bribed the Martial Arts Guild.
“Such ridiculous rumors—no one could possibly believe them, right?”
Meanwhile, on the other side,
Yang Honghui, unsurprisingly, encountered another complaint.
This time, it was a direct complaint to headquarters.
He was quite speechless.
But headquarters didn’t bother with such small matters; they just told him to handle it himself.
Yang Honghui immediately ordered his technical team,
“Find whoever is spreading these rumors. After the first day of the provincial competition, bring them to me.”
“These people just won’t stop making trouble!”
Last time, Chen Feng’s incident had caused him a lot of headaches.
He had lost face in front of the old-timers at the Martial Arts Guild.
Yang Honghui wasn’t about to let that happen again.
Besides, the martial arts competition was always the busiest time for the Guild.
Yang Honghui had to personally lead a team to the provincial capital to assist with security.
They had to be vigilant against illegal organizations targeting the contestants.
After all, every participant in the provincial competition was the backbone of Great Xia’s future.
Late at night, somewhere on the outskirts of Sheng City.
“This target is quite special,”
“Although just a martial disciple, his realm is extremely high.”
“He’s even capable of fighting above his level.”
“This is the combat data from his last fight.”
Several men dressed in black gathered around, holding tablets and studying the target’s information.
Soon, they began discussing,
“I know this guy. He’s that martial disciple who’s been all the rage recently.”
“His martial disciple-level vitality and bloodline, yet his skill proficiency has reached the eighth realm of martial arts—truly top-tier.”
“And he even possesses two Heavenly-grade martial arts techniques.”
“No wonder the group leader wants to capture this kid.”
On their tablets, the video playing was Chen Feng’s fight.
After understanding their target, the five men quickly started formulating a plan.
“The group leader’s orders are clear: capture him alive.”
“This kid doesn’t know what he’s thinking, bringing two disciples and staying at a motel on the outskirts—just perfect for us to make our move.”
“One of his disciples is in a wheelchair, and the other seems like an ordinary person.”
“This time, the four of us warriors, plus one senior warrior, will strike together. There shouldn’t be any surprises.”
“But we have to be careful. If we get exposed, we pull out immediately.”
The four nodded in unison.
These days, the Martial Arts Guild was conducting the strictest inspections.
However, most of the guild members were concentrated around the stadium area.
Because most of the competitors were staying near the venue.
After all, the matches would be held daily for the next few days; staying too far away would be inconvenient.
If there were traffic jams on the way, causing a delay, they could be eliminated right away.
“I don’t get what that kid is thinking, staying so far away—not even worried about being late for the match?”
“Didn’t you check the info? He’s sharing a room with his two disciples.”
“Heh heh heh, that kind of thing definitely calls for a remote location.”
“If they were in the city center, it’d be awful if anyone found out.”
...
The group chatted and laughed as they began to plan the kidnapping of Chen Feng.
They scouted the area, marked maps, checked the motel’s layout, and recorded Chen Feng’s daily comings and goings.
Clearly, they were veterans—not amateurs at this.
The next day, the provincial-level Martial Disciple Tournament began.
As a mentor, Chen Feng was very professional.
“Next match: contestant 46 versus contestant 107, prepare.”
Upon learning Liu Weiwei’s opponent, Chen Feng immediately opened the information on his phone.
“Weiwei, the opponent is using a knife.”
“You must be careful—make sure your vital energy wraps around your soles.”
“Remember, you can only strike twice with your feet; it has to be a quick fight.”
“If you can’t win, just admit defeat.”
“Don’t worry too much. I’ll be right beside you watching. If there’s any danger, I’ll step in.”
Chen Feng kept offering pre-match encouragement.
He was worried that the previous match with Xiao Ruohan might have left psychological scars on Liu Weiwei.
But based on the data, he judged that this opponent shouldn’t be a match for his disciple.
Liu Weiwei felt the warmth of her master’s care.
It was something she had never experienced at the War God Martial Hall.
The mentors there only ever said one thing:
“The War God Martial Hall doesn’t raise weaklings.”
Soon it was Liu Weiwei’s turn to step onto the stage.
To ensure she was in the best condition,
Jin Youxi pushed her wheelchair all the way to the front of the arena before letting her down.
“Good luck, junior sister!”
“I believe you can do it.”
Liu Weiwei nodded.
Her opponent, seeing her in a wheelchair, wondered if she might be using some hidden weapon.
They had also checked Liu Weiwei’s profile.
But there wasn’t much information.
Only that she had placed second in the city-level competition and had a serious leg injury—suspected to be disabled.
For this tournament, it seemed she wouldn’t be able to use any leg techniques.
The opponent was quite self-aware, knowing that if Liu Weiwei’s legs were healthy, he definitely wouldn’t stand a chance against the War God Martial Hall’s signature move—the Wind God Kick.
But now, things were uncertain.
He thought Liu Weiwei might just be unwilling to accept defeat and was forcing herself to compete in the provincial tournament.
After all, being a Martial Disciple-level fighter and qualifying for the provincial competition didn’t guarantee an opportunity at the Martial Warrior level.
For people like them, chances to participate in such tournaments might only come once in a lifetime.
Of course, most people never even get a single chance.
At this moment, it wasn’t just Liu Weiwei’s opponent who was watching her closely.
People from the God of War Martial Arts School were also paying attention.
Xiao Ruohan stared intently.
She was eager to see where Liu Weiwei’s confidence to compete came from.
Deep down, she was desperate to find out whether Liu Weiwei had learned some secret technique from Chen Feng.
Beside her, her mother sneered:
“Coming to compete while sitting in a wheelchair—what a disgrace to Jiang City.”
“Anyone who doesn’t know would think Jiang City has run out of fighters.”
“I really want to see how that Chen fellow manages to get his disciple on stage.”
“Could it be that they’ll even carry the wheelchair up there with her?”
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