The substitute trainee from the War God Martial Arts School, who had failed before, now started a live stream.
Facing the few dozen viewers in the chatroom, he spit out words full of venom:
“Family, did you see that? This is the person who stole my spot in the competition.”
“Can you believe it? I, an outstanding student of the War God Martial Arts School, actually have to watch a cripple compete.”
“Even more ridiculous is that this Liu Weiwei was kicked out of our school as a worthless reject.”
“And that guy, that’s Chen Feng who recently became famous. Liu Weiwei is his disciple now.”
“No one knows what tricks he used, but somehow the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association just turns a blind eye.”
…
As he stirred up the crowd, the viewers in the chatroom grew lively.
“I’ve heard about this. The War God Martial Arts School stole his disciple, and he took in your kicked-out disciple.”
“There’s quite a grudge between these two schools, huh.”
“They fought hard not long ago. Xiao Ruohan even exposed some palm techniques.”
“Looks like Chen Feng is really taking off, even managing to influence the Martial Arts Association.”
…
At this moment, Yang Honghui was backstage at the arena, watching the scene on the big screen.
He wanted to see with his own eyes what Chen Feng had taught Liu Weiwei over these three months.
What kind of technique could make a person, once confined to a hospital bed, not only stand up but have their vitality skyrocket?
Standing by the edge of the arena, Liu Weiwei’s heart couldn’t help but flutter with excitement.
She had thought she would say goodbye to the arena and martial arts forever.
“Luckily, I met my master.”
“I can’t let him down.”
Adjusting her mindset, Liu Weiwei slowly stood up.
Her opponent’s eyes widened in shock.
“I thought her legs were shattered.”
“I thought she was done for.”
“Three months and she’s healed?”
But Xiao Ruohan was even more stunned.
She had personally crippled Liu Weiwei’s legs.
That strike had caused at least dozens of fractures in her legs.
The meridians must have been severed as well.
And now she could still stand up!
“Never thought that Chen Feng’s adopted little brat could still walk. Ruohan, you were too soft when you struck her back then.”
Xiao Ruohan’s mother muttered.
She just wanted to see Chen Feng embarrassed, not stunned everyone.
“Ruohan, if you meet her again, make sure to cripple her.”
“I want to see what tricks Chen Feng will have then.”
The trainee from the War God Martial Arts School looked uneasy now.
Because the live chat was starting to mock him.
“Didn’t the streamer say she was a cripple?”
“Is that cracking sound real? Haha…”
“Gotta say, Liu Weiwei is actually pretty.”
“Rumor has it that the legendary Chen Feng only takes beautiful disciples. Seems true.”
…
The War God Martial Arts School trainee was getting annoyed:
“It’s normal to stand up after three months of broken legs!”
“But so what?”
“She wasted three months. Her strength now definitely isn’t as strong as mine.”
The viewers in the chatroom debated:
“Though the streamer sounds stubborn, there’s some truth to it.”
“Just healed and already on stage? That’s dangerous.”
“Three months isn’t enough for bones to fully heal.”
“Don’t be surprised if her leg breaks again mid-fight.”
“Looks like Jiangcheng’s ranking won’t be very high this time.”
…
Amid the surprised gazes of several onlookers, Liu Weiwei stepped onto the arena.
Her heart was inevitably a little nervous.
She knew all too well that her leg hadn’t fully healed.
She could only manage two kicks at most before exhaustion set in.
After that, she would need a long rest.
In other words, if she couldn’t finish off her opponent within those two kicks, it would mean defeat.
Liu Weiwei refused to lose.
Because her master had gone into debt of over a million yuan for her sake.
“No matter what, I have to win the prize money.”
“At the very least, I need to place in the top ten.”
Clenching her fists tightly, she made a silent vow to herself.
To her opponent, the girl before him was not only beautiful but also radiated a formidable aura.
“The match begins!”
At the referee’s signal, the man immediately gripped the hilt of the knife at his waist.
He had decided to deliver a powerful, swift draw-and-slash attack to his opponent.
Liu Weiwei dared not slack off, nor delay.
Even standing still for too long made her legs ache.
She immediately summoned her strongest move.
In an instant, her entire body surged with energy and blood, channeling along the path of the Tiancan Foot technique, converging in her feet.
Gradually, a shadowy black imprint of a sole appeared on her right foot.
With both feet powering forward, Liu Weiwei charged at her opponent.
The young man opposite muttered under his breath:
“Good, bring it on!”
He stepped forward, ready to draw his blade.
The next moment, a sharp female shout rang out.
“Three Realms Annihilation!”
At the same time, the voice of his master echoed behind him.
“Dodge quickly!”
The youth froze for a moment.
“Is that my master’s voice?”
“Dodge?”
“Why should I dodge?”
There was no time to think further.
In an instant, that kick landed right in front of him.
Clang!
The long blade was drawn.
It slashed toward the incoming kick.
Then the blade snapped.
The young man, stunned beyond belief, spat blood as he was thrown backward. Before losing consciousness, he still thought,
“Did my master buy a fake sword?”
His master and the referee immediately jumped onto the arena to catch him.
At the same time, they absorbed the remaining force of Liu Weiwei’s kick.
Liu Weiwei stood there dumbfounded.
“Is it over just like that?”
Although this was only her second time using the Tiancan Foot in a fight,
the first time, when she faced off against the black martial artist from the Divine Fist Martial Arts Hall, even her full-powered kick hadn’t seemed to cause much damage.
So Liu Weiwei had been hoping to land two kicks in succession, hoping to defeat her opponent.
Now she was relieved she hadn’t thrown the second kick.
Otherwise, the young man might have been seriously injured.
Realizing this, Liu Weiwei hurried over to apologize.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
“I didn’t expect him to be so…”
She paused, feeling her words were impolite, and quickly changed course.
“I was just too excited for a moment. I truly apologize.”
The other man’s master examined his disciple’s condition.
Fortunately, he had only been stunned by the kick, with some minor internal injuries.
Seeing Liu Weiwei’s flustered expression, he didn’t suspect any foul play.
He simply nodded toward Liu Weiwei and hurriedly took his disciple away for treatment.
After all, this was only the first match.
If they didn’t treat the injuries promptly, the upcoming matches would only get worse.
Chen Feng hadn’t expected things to turn out like this either and quickly went over to apologize to the other master.
After all, this was a friendly sparring match, not a fight to the death.
If someone ended up seriously hurt, it would really feel like going too far.
"I'm really sorry. My apprentice isn't very skilled with the technique yet. I never expected you all to be this weak."
Watching the young man coughing up blood from his mouth and nose, he felt a headache coming on.
That kick from his own apprentice had almost turned the guy into a sacrificial lamb for this tournament.
Hearing Chen Feng's apology, the opposing master nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.
"This is simply outrageous!"
Compared to the awkwardness between Chen Feng and his apprentice, Xiao Ruohan, who was watching from the stands, stood up in shock.
"How is this possible?"
In order to secure a good ranking at the provincial martial arts tournament, Xiao Ruohan had spent the past few days studying the profiles of other competitors late into the night.
Back when it was just a city-level competition, Chen Feng used to handle this.
He would help her analyze their opponents' information.
But now, at the Battle God Martial Hall, such privileges were clearly not available.
Xiao Ruohan had to rely on herself.
She had also looked into the person who just fought Liu Weiwei.
That opponent was ranked fifth in the Tianlong City Martial Artists Tournament.
Yet Liu Weiwei had defeated him with a single kick.
Xiao Ruohan couldn’t help but think to herself,
"If it were me, could I defeat that person with just one palm strike?"
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iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
