The moment the medal hung around Liu Weiwei’s neck,
Chen Feng’s mind instantly recalled the system notification sound.
【Congratulations on achieving the Master Teacher milestone】.
【Third apprentice won first place at the provincial level】.
【Reward: Master gains 200 points of Vitality】.
Chen Feng was overjoyed.
He hadn’t expected that winning the provincial championship would directly increase his Vitality by 200 points.
That’s a full 100 points more than winning the city-level championship.
Adding 200 points of Vitality pushed him straight into the Warrior rank.
And not just any Warrior — he reached mid-level Warrior.
An ordinary Warrior has 200 Vitality points.
His Vitality was now 300, placing him solidly in the mid-Warrior tier.
Just 100 more points of Vitality and he could break through to Senior Warrior.
Such rapid advancement was nothing short of astonishing.
Chen Feng glanced at his status panel, quietly calculating his current strength.
【Martial Arts Rank: Warrior】.
【Dragon Subduing Palm, Mastery: Unity of Heaven and Man】.
【Buddha’s Palm, Mastery: Unity of Heaven and Man】.
【Heavenly Residue Kick, Mastery: Unity of Heaven and Man】.
【Vitality: 300】.
“When I was a Martial Disciple with 100 Vitality, I could already defeat late-stage Warriors by surpassing levels.”
“Now with 300 Vitality, plus a new Heavenly Residue Kick mastered at the Unity of Heaven and Man level,”
“facing Senior Warriors shouldn’t be much of a problem.”
Chen Feng took a big step closer to his dream of becoming an unparalleled expert.
Of course, there was another major gain this time.
The provincial championship prize money was a whopping one million.
His loan pressure could finally ease for a while.
After receiving the award, Liu Weiwei intended to leave.
But to her surprise, there was still a photo session.
According to the competition rules,
she had to cooperate with the Martial Arts Guild to complete these tasks.
After all, many attendees had purchased premium tickets.
Only after more than half an hour of photo-taking did Liu Weiwei finish her duties.
It must be said, being too popular wasn’t always a good thing.
With “Superfoot One Kick” winning the championship, she became the hottest topic in the city.
Soon, the incidents from Liu Weiwei’s recent past were dug up again.
Especially some juicy details about her online profile surfaced.
First, she was broken-legged by a disciple from the Chosen Martial Hall, then expelled from the God of War Martial Hall and joined the Chosen Martial Hall.
Ironically, the disciple who broke her leg later joined the God of War Martial Hall.
In the end, the two met again at the provincial championship.
One took first place, the other third.
And this time, the God of War Martial Hall became the laughingstock.
After careful investigation by netizens,
whether it was first-place Liu Weiwei
or third-place Xiao Ruohan,
the martial arts techniques they used were all taught by Chen Feng.
The God of War Martial Hall had nothing to do with it.
Gradually, the feud between the God of War Martial Hall and the Chosen Martial Hall became widely known among Liu Weiwei’s fans.
But all the public opinion for the God of War Martial Hall was negative.
While the Chosen Martial Hall was shrouded in an air of mystery.
Especially Chen Feng’s fight that day went viral online again.
Once more, countless netizens wanted to become his disciples.
However, these hopefuls quickly learned online how difficult it was to apprentice under Chen Feng.
One by one, they were left deeply disappointed.
Rumor had it that Chen Feng had strict rules for taking disciples.
First: Only beautiful female apprentices are accepted.
On this point, Chen Feng protested it was really unfair.
He wasn’t like that at all.
It was all the system matching them for him.
It had nothing to do with his personal preference.
Second: Being beautiful wasn’t enough; their families had to be poor.
This was why many wealthy young nobles failed to become his disciples.
On this point, Chen Feng was even more speechless.
He also wanted to find a wealthy young lady with strength and background.
But the system stubbornly refused to respond, leaving him utterly helpless!
The provincial competition had come to an end.
Chen Feng, accompanied by his two disciples, returned to the hotel to collect their luggage and prepare to leave.
Not long after they got back to their room, a sudden uproar erupted from the hotel.
“Mom! Run!”
“That’s a huge fire! It must be a blaze!”
“The elevator’s out of commission—take the stairs, hurry!”
…
The hallway instantly filled with the sound of hurried footsteps.
“Ah! What’s going on, Master?” Jin Youxi looked at Chen Feng in panic.
“There’s a fire. We need to get out of here!” Chen Feng said, pulling his two disciples along as they rushed toward the exit.
To their shock, the door wouldn’t budge.
With no other choice, he slammed his palm into the door handle area, punching a large hole through it.
At that moment, a sharp cry came from outside the door.
“Damn, my hand’s hurt!”
Then a few voices spoke up:
“What nonsense are you spouting? He’s just a martial disciple—there’s no way he injured your hand that easily.”
“Move faster, don’t waste time!”
“Finish this quickly. Knock him out, pretend to be rescuers, and get him loaded into the vehicle.”
“Kill the other two disciples on the spot.”
Their words were blunt and unrestrained.
By now, the hotel was in chaos.
Thick smoke billowed through the hallway.
Being on the city’s outskirts, the facilities were old and many fire safety systems had failed.
There weren’t many guests during the day.
On the entire eighth floor, only three rooms were occupied, including Chen Feng’s.
Naturally, Chen Feng overheard the voices outside.
He immediately understood these people had come for him—and they were well-prepared.
But recalling how he’d just injured one of them with a single palm strike, he figured their strength probably wasn’t overwhelming.
Still, just in case, Chen Feng took a step back.
“You two, hide first.”
Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei looked at Chen Feng with eyes full of worry and fear.
They had also heard the conversation outside the door.
Liu Weiwei stepped forward.
“Master, I’ll fight them with you.”
“Sister, you hide first.”
Jin Youxi’s eyes reddened instantly.
“I’m sorry. I’m useless. When it counts, I can only be a burden to you.”
Chen Feng gently pushed Liu Weiwei back.
“Don’t panic!”
“You two hide well first!”
“I’m going to show my true strength now, so I don’t accidentally hurt you later.”
Jin Youxi murmured,
“Master, aren’t you just a martial disciple?”
Liu Weiwei didn’t say another word, already steeling herself.
No matter what happened next, she wouldn’t just sit back and wait to die.
Even if it cost her life, she would find a way to buy time for her master and sister to escape.
None of the three knew exactly what kind of enemies awaited them outside.
Chen Feng no longer dared to hold back.
He unleashed the state of “Heaven and Human as One” without reservation.
He pressed his hands together.
A phantom slowly rose.
At first, Jin Youxi thought it was a Buddha image from the “Buddha Palm” technique.
But upon closer look, she realized the phantom was actually a replica of their master himself.
This was the most basic manifestation of the “Heaven and Human as One” realm.
His comprehension of martial arts had transcended mere form and appearance.
The martial arts technique had become a part of him, completely fused into one.
In the next moment, a golden five-clawed dragon appeared, coiling silently around Chen Feng’s phantom, floating serenely in the air.
This is the true power of achieving the unity of heaven and man.
Once a cultivation method reaches the realm of this unity, it becomes as natural and effortless as one’s own limbs.
No matter how many techniques one masters, they can be accessed at will, without interfering with each other.
Liu Weiwei, ever so observant, was stunned to notice something extraordinary.
Chen Feng’s legs, as dark as ink, remained rooted in place, yet the tiles beneath his feet had already cracked.
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