The master of the Divine Fist Martial Arts School was also paying attention to the competition at this moment.
Especially when he saw Liu Weiwei defeat Xiao Ruohan with just two kicks.
He became even more uncertain about his own disciple.
Kane was personally trained by him, and he was very clear about this disciple's strength.
That Liu Weiwei's attacks were extremely powerful.
It seemed that she had practiced some kind of heaven - rank martial art focused solely on attack.
With Kane's strength, he could at most withstand five or six kicks before being defeated without a doubt.
Originally, they were confident of winning the provincial championship.
But now it seemed that it was impossible.
The Divine Fist Martial Arts School, as the strongest martial arts school in the area, was not far from the stadium.
After the afternoon competition ended, Kane and a group of high - level officials were summoned to the master's office.
The master of the Divine Fist Martial Arts School looked at Kane seriously and asked,
"What's your chance of winning against that Liu Weiwei?"
Kane was stunned.
Of course, he had no chance at all.
But he didn't dare to say that out loud.
He was recruited with a high - value scholarship.
He couldn't afford to let them down at this critical moment.
So he had to take a step back and said bravely,
"That Liu Weiwei is very powerful, but I'm still confident of defeating her."
"Master, you can rest assured. Even if I have to get seriously injured, I'll find a way to win the competition."
There was no other choice for him.
Kane, as an outsider, had no foundation in Great Xia.
He relied entirely on the attention and cultivation of the Divine Fist Martial Arts School.
In order to pursue his martial arts dream, he had studied the Great Xia language hard for ten years.
He had put in so much effort to gain the school's attention.
At this moment, he could only bite the bullet and hold on.
Even if he was defeated later, he wanted the school to know that he had done his best.
The master of the Divine Fist Martial Arts School scolded him,
"Nonsense!"
"Everything should be considered from the overall situation."
"A provincial champion at the martial apprentice level is not that important to the Divine Fist Martial Arts School."
"What's important is to achieve good results in the national competition."
"Getting the attention of those aristocratic families is our main goal."
Kane was a bit confused.
Not caring about the provincial championship? What did that mean?
Could it be...
The master continued,
"Admit defeat in tomorrow's championship final!"
"Everything should be focused on the national competition."
"You mustn't get injured before the national competition."
The Divine Fist Martial Arts School had no other choice.
Although the Great Vajra Fist had extremely strong defense, once injured, it was very difficult to recover.
Kane was their star player, and he absolutely couldn't get injured before the national competition.
Hearing about admitting defeat,
Kane was stunned for a moment.
That was really great.
It was the master who asked him to admit defeat, not his own will.
To play the part well, Kane said reluctantly,
"Master, how can I admit defeat?"
"I can definitely beat her."
The vice - master and other high - level officials beside him also persuaded,
"Kane, we understand your feelings."
"But that Liu Weiwei's attack power is too strong."
"Even if you win the provincial championship, it will be a loss if you get injured."
"Just preserve your strength and try to get into the top twenty in the national competition."
"Moreover, her master is too mysterious. He has mastered the martial art to the peak at the martial apprentice level."
"Besides, she might be using a heaven - rank martial art. It's not embarrassing to admit defeat."
The atmosphere had reached this point, and Kane felt it was about right.
He had originally been thinking about how to explain to the school after being defeated by Liu Weiwei.
Unexpectedly, the master asked him to admit defeat directly.
This was the master's order.
He had to obey.
Hehe...
Kane said with a look of grievance on his face,
"Okay, I'll listen to the master. Everything should be focused on the national competition."
The high - level officials of the Divine Fist Martial Arts School nodded in satisfaction.
What a sensible child.
It was not until Kane left the meeting room that he couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.
"No need to get kicked and can still admit defeat gracefully."
"Not bad, not bad..."
"In the words of Great Xia, it's really God's blessing."
Soon, some of his fellow disciples who were on good terms with him came to find Kane.
"Kane, what did the master say in the meeting?"
Kane suppressed the smile on his face.
He clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
He pretended to be extremely unwilling and said,
"The master asked me to admit defeat tomorrow!"
What!
Several fellow disciples were shocked.
"Why do you have to admit defeat?"
"Does the master think you can't win?"
"You're just one step away from the championship!"
Kane immediately said,
"Of course I can win. It's just that the opponent's attack is too strong. The master is afraid that I'll get injured and affect my performance in the national competition."
"Sigh..."
After saying that, he let out a heavy sigh.
When it came to the national competition, everyone expressed their understanding.
Their Divine Fist Martial Arts School often won the provincial championship.
But once they entered the national competition, they couldn't even make it into the top twenty.
Mainly because the disciples of those aristocratic families were too powerful.
And there were also those martial arts schools affiliated with financial groups.
Each of them had heaven - rank martial arts.
They were simply no match for them.
Early the next morning.
Chen Feng had already started packing his things.
He decided to go home right after getting the award today.
He had even bought the train ticket.
"Vivian (Liu Weiwei), I'll talk to the judges later."
"Let's just admit defeat directly, then get the medals and start our journey home."
What he didn't know was that their every move was being monitored.
In the next room at this moment,
One person complained,
"You said you had to watch some exciting battles."
"We've been staying up for so many days and seen nothing."
"Now, they're going home. What do you think we should do?"
The other person was also speechless.
"This Chen Feng is simply inhumane."
"He must have some kind of mental problem."
"With all the commotion upstairs, downstairs and next - door every day, he doesn't even react. Is he still a man?"
Several people were all depressed.
The goal this time was to kidnap Chen Feng.
They had been monitoring for several days, and the timing was already ripe.
The master and his two apprentices were just two small - time martial apprentices.
It was almost a piece of cake for them.
But unexpectedly, at the critical moment, a so - called smart guy insisted on monitoring for a few more days.
He wanted to see some intense action and even made a bet with everyone that Chen Feng would definitely not be able to hold back in the end.
This was the result now.
"We can't wait any longer."
"We'll make our move when they come back to get their luggage today."
It was the last day of the provincial martial apprentice competition.
It was also the most exciting moment.
Even the number of viewers in the official competition live - stream was several times higher than usual.
"Almost every year, the Divine Fist Martial Arts School wins the championship. I wonder if it will be different this year."
"I support the little sister who can kick super - powerfully."
"That Kane is not weak either, but I still think the little sister who can kick is the most powerful."
"Guess how many kicks it will take for the little sister to defeat Kane?"
...
As the popularity soared, some platforms also launched a guessing activity.
The most popular one was how many kicks Kane could withstand from Liu Weiwei.
However, under the deliberate concealment of Chen Feng and his two apprentices,
No one knew yet that Liu Weiwei could only make two kicks at most each time.
Then she had to rest for several hours to recover.
Before the competition started, Chen Feng walked towards the judges' stand.
He planned to admit defeat early and get the award quickly.
He still had to catch the train later.
On the other side, the Divine Fist Martial Arts School was also too lazy to waste time.
The master of the Divine Fist Martial Arts School also walked towards the judges' stand in person.

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...