Everyone is Anxious

Xiao Ruohan's mother scolded at this moment,

"What a bunch of useless trash! They can't even withstand a single kick from that little bitch."

"Ruohan, look! These people are really terrible."

"It seems that the champion of this competition is surely yours."

Xiao Ruohan frowned slightly and said nothing.

She also wanted to be the champion.

But she knew the hope was slim.

According to her judgment, the champion of this provincial competition should be Kane from the Divine Fist Martial Arts School.

An immigrant disciple.

The opponent had extremely high talent.

In the municipal competition, hardly anyone could withstand his three punches.

Moreover, the Great Strength Diamond Fist of the Divine Fist Martial Arts School had always dominated the provincial competitions.

Every year, at least half of the top ten in the province were from the Divine Fist Martial Arts School.

It showed how powerful their martial arts skills were.

After the substitute player from the War God Martial Arts School was shocked, his face immediately turned ugly.

Especially the comments on the live - stream made him almost lose his temper.

"I just want to ask, can the anchor withstand that kick?"

"I know that guy. He was the fifth - place finisher in our municipal league. Actually, he's quite good."

"I believe the anchor can either kick the opponent out in one go or be kicked out."

"Does the anchor feel like a clown now?"

"Hahaha... Come on, anchor, say 'I can do it too'."

Suddenly, the live - stream went black.

"Hey, hey, why did the live - stream end?"

"This anchor can't take it."

"You guys are being a bit too harsh. Hehe."

...

Yang Honghui was also a bit shocked at this time.

Although he had expected Liu Weiwei to be strong.

He didn't expect her to be this strong.

What shocked him the most was Liu Weiwei's martial arts.

It wasn't the Dragon - Subduing Palm or the Buddha's Palm.

It was a leg - kicking technique.

Based on his understanding of the War God Martial Arts School.

What Liu Weiwei had just used was definitely not the Wind God's Leg of the War God Martial Arts School.

That meant that Chen Feng might have taught this disciple a new martial arts technique.

"Could it be another Heavenly - rank technique?"

"This person is really too mysterious."

Yang Honghui was becoming more and more interested in Chen Feng.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the stands, the people from the Divine Fist Martial Arts School were also watching the previous match.

"Isn't this the beautiful woman we fought with yesterday?"

"She's also a contestant."

"It's strange. Since her leg - kicking skills are so good, why does she always sit in a wheelchair?"

"Kane, what do you think are the chances of this woman beating you?"

The black - skinned Kane, after seeing Liu Weiwei defeat an opponent with one kick, couldn't help but feel a bit worried.

"What bad luck. This woman is indeed a contestant."

His injured fist was still aching faintly.

Hearing his teammate's words, he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Finally, for the sake of his face and to be able to hold his head up in the future, he had to bite the bullet and say,

"She's quite strong. Maybe we'll have a 50 - 50 chance against each other."

The fellow students around him immediately laughed and said,

"This isn't like you."

"When did you become so modest?"

"You should just go easy on her when the time comes."

...

Listening to his companions' words, Kane fell into deep thought.

"What should I do?"

"If I lose then, I'll definitely be laughed at by these people."

"The school master and my parents are watching."

"And my female fans must be watching my live - stream too."

Anxiety!

Worry!

Even fear, the fear of defeat.

Kane unconsciously touched his faintly aching fingers.

"If I get kicked a few more times, my fists will definitely be seriously injured."

"Then the following competitions will be over."

"It might even affect the national competition in three months."

"But I can't just give up directly, can I?"

As Kane thought, cold sweat unconsciously broke out on his forehead.

He felt that he only had two choices: being seriously injured and defeated or directly giving up.

Soon, it was Kane's turn to take the stage.

As usual, he almost crushed his opponent.

He only needed five punches to defeat the opponent.

But no one noticed that actually, the two punches he threw with his right hand hardly caused any damage to the opponent.

He completely relied on his left fist to crush the opponent.

On the stands, Xiao Ruohan had no mood to watch the competition at this time.

Her eyes would glance at Chen Feng from time to time.

At this moment, Chen Feng was massaging Liu Weiwei's right leg.

That was the leg that had just been in the fight.

Although Liu Weiwei blushed, she was enjoying it.

Xiao Ruohan couldn't help but think that in the past, after her own competitions, Chen Feng would also massage her shoulders and arms like this.

At that time, she even suspected Chen Feng of being a pervert and refused his massage.

Now, there was a trace of loneliness in her heart.

At this time, Liu Weiwei, looking at Chen Feng with a sweating forehead, said with concern,

"Master, stop massaging. I'll recover on my own slowly."

Chen Feng ignored the strange looks from others.

He kept massaging Liu Weiwei's legs to relax the muscles.

Whether it was a martial arts competition, an entertainment competition, or other sports events.

Massaging the contestants was an extremely important and necessary thing.

It was said that it could quickly eliminate fatigue and restore physical strength.

Although his own disciple seemed powerful, she could only throw two kicks after all.

In case something unexpected happened, her ranking would be affected.

"Weiwei, next, try to be as careful as possible. Don't hurt others if you can."

"But don't be afraid. You must use your full strength."

"Never let anyone know that you can only throw two kicks."

"Make all your opponents think that you haven't shown your full strength."

Liu Weiwei nodded.

Her weakness was too fatal.

At this time, looking at Kane on the ring, she silently prayed in her heart.

The scene of the last time when the opponent withstood her kick without a scratch made her a bit sad.

"I hope I won't draw this guy in the first few rounds."

Chen Feng also noticed Kane.

He said to Liu Weiwei,

"This guy has extremely high talent and physical constitution. You must be careful when you face him."

"The Great Strength Diamond Fist of the Divine Fist Martial Arts School is both offensive and defensive."

"The attacks are powerful, and the defense is almost flawless."

"If you can't defeat him with two kicks, just give up quickly."

Chen Feng really wanted his disciple to get the first place.

In this way, he could complete the system's achievement task again.

It was a pity that the time was too tight.

Otherwise, with the extreme offensive power of the Heavenly Cripple's Leg, it would definitely be able to defeat the Great Strength Diamond Fist.

While massaging Liu Weiwei, Chen Feng stared at the matches on the ring.

At the same time, he analyzed each opponent for his disciple.

Liu Weiwei listened to her master's earnest explanation and didn't dare to make the slightest interruption.

She was afraid of disturbing her master's train of thought and disappointing her master's painstaking efforts.

Even when her master massaged the wrong place, she didn't say a word.

Soon, an acquaintance stepped onto the ring.

Xiao Ruohan!

Chen Feng and his two disciples all concentrated their attention.

Jin Youxi said angrily,

"Junior sister, if you meet this traitor later, you must kick her hard twice."

Liu Weiwei also secretly made up her mind.

She could lose to others, but she must not lose to Xiao Ruohan.

She was not only avenging herself.

It was also for her master.

Liu Weiwei wanted Xiao Ruohan to know how stupid it was to betray Chen Feng.

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