Although the “Qiankun Great Shift” technique was only practiced up to the first level, it already allowed him to replicate some simple martial arts moves and even redirect a portion of the enemy’s attacks to use as his own counterstrike.
In the young man’s eyes, Liu Weiwei’s “Heavenly Crippled Kick” was just a simple move.
He had already analyzed that the Heavenly Crippled Kick was purely offensive.
Its core was speed, precision, and ruthlessness.
The moves were straightforward and direct, without any flashy tricks.
He was best at copying such simple moves, even able to strike faster than the original attack.
As long as the opponent’s martial arts energy flow wasn’t overly complicated, his Qiankun Great Shift could replicate it.
At this moment, he had already taken his stance, ready to show Liu Weiwei just how formidable he was.
But things didn’t go as he had expected.
The world is merciless.
Liu Weiwei’s first move of the Heavenly Crippled Kick exploded onto the arena.
She shot forward in an instant, charging straight at her opponent.
The speed was unlike anything she had ever shown before.
Blood Flooding the Mountains and Rivers!
One kick unleashed.
The young man from the Zhang family was startled by Liu Weiwei’s speed, but as the attack came at him, he immediately activated Qiankun Great Shift, feeling the flow of her martial arts energy and quickly imitating it.
He even lifted his leg, mimicking Liu Weiwei’s attack move.
But in the next moment, his expression changed drastically.
He felt a swelling pain in his leg meridians, and the energy flow of his simulated technique suddenly broke down.
The pain in his leg almost caused him to lose his footing.
“How could I not be able to imitate it?”
Logically, as long as the opponent could execute the move, he should be able to too.
After all, everyone’s meridian pathways were essentially the same, and even though there were differences between men and women, they were not significant.
Fortunately, he had considerable combat experience.
He hurriedly activated Qiankun Great Shift again to redirect the incoming attack.
He kicked out, sending the young man staggering back more than ten steps.
Because he had to defend so hastily, he only managed to redirect a small portion of the attack, which he used to counterstrike.
However, the redirected attack didn’t pose any real threat to his opponent.
After delivering the kick, Liu Weiwei repeated the move.
Using the Heavenly Crippled Kick and the arena’s rebound force to accelerate herself.
A loud crack rang out as her shoes burst under the strain.
Liu Weiwei shot forward like an arrow, quickly closing the distance to the young man again.
This time, she unleashed three consecutive kicks.
The young man hadn’t even caught his breath before activating his energy defense again.
This time, he was smarter—redirecting part of the attack as a counterstrike, defending against another part, and dodging the rest.
He decided to play it safe and wear her down by enduring ten kicks.
A good idea, a sound strategy.
But Liu Weiwei was different from what he had seen before.
After three more kicks, Liu Weiwei didn’t dare waste a moment.
She had already used six of her ten kicks, with only four left.
If she couldn’t defeat her opponent now, she would lose.
Her feet suddenly launched, and her sneakers, unable to bear the strain, shattered into pieces.
Liu Weiwei instantly appeared in front of the young man and delivered the final three kicks.
Fast!
Faster than ever before.
A fighting style never seen before.
The young man was stunned. They were less than two meters apart.
With nowhere to dodge, he could only face her head-on.
The style of combat and the scenes before her eyes were completely different from what she had anticipated.
The first strike—“Endless Calamity!”
She barely managed to block it.
The second strike—“Annihilate All Living Beings!”
She was starting to falter.
The third strike—“Extinction of the Three Realms!”
Who the hell cares if I can block it or not? Because I definitely can’t!
The young man shouted out loud:
“I surrender!”
The judges of the national tournament were all master-level experts.
They immediately blocked Liu Weiwei’s attacks.
The young man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Weiwei’s legs went weak, and she almost couldn’t stay on her feet.
Finally, the young man said with genuine respect:
“You’re really amazing. I didn’t expect you to have this kind of fighting style.”
“But I have to warn you, if you can’t make it in the finals, don’t push yourself too hard.”
“Your opponent will most likely be that crazy guy surnamed Duan.”
“His Six Veins Divine Sword technique is incredibly effective against your close-range attacks.”
Liu Weiwei nodded gratefully.
But inside, she wondered why Jin Youxi hadn’t come to support her.
When she turned around, she saw Jin Youxi staring at her phone, covering her mouth as she wept.
A bad feeling instantly rose in Liu Weiwei’s heart.
She stumbled off the arena, falling several times along the way.
In the end, she practically crawled over to Jin Youxi, utterly disheveled and without any dignity.
Her pitiful state immediately drew countless curious glances.
“What happened to the little girl who was always there to help her?”
“Look at her expression—it seems like she’s really panicked.”
“The finals are tomorrow. Could something unexpected have happened?”
...
The crowd was full of suspicion and speculation.
Only Wang Hao in the audience understood what was going on.
Because at that moment, breaking news about Kunlun Mountain appeared on his phone.
Two people had just come out of Kunlun Mountain.
They filmed the latest situation there.
An expert was playing the video while explaining:
“Yushan Yaochi is now surrounded by hundreds of thousands of invaders.”
“And Chen Feng is currently being chased by tens of thousands, fleeing straight toward Yushan Yaochi.”
“If he encounters the invaders at Yushan Yaochi, he will instantly face hundreds of thousands of enemies.”
“There will be no escape.”
“Death is certain.”
“It can be said that Chen Feng’s life countdown has already begun.”
“As long as he reaches the outskirts of Yushan Yaochi, no matter how formidable he is, how high his cultivation, or how powerful his Absorbing Star Technique, he is almost guaranteed to die.”
...
After watching the expert’s explanation, Liu Weiwei sank to her knees, dazed and speechless.
Jin Youxi also knelt down, holding Liu Weiwei in her arms, crying out loudly:
“What do we do? Master is going to die.”
“What should we do?”
“Master saved so many people, why is no one saving him?”
Though Liu Weiwei said nothing,
tears flowed uncontrollably down her face.
Chen Feng had always been in danger, constantly pursued.
But each time new news came in, he was still alive and well.
Now, suddenly hearing that Chen Feng was about to die,
Liu Weiwei simply couldn’t accept the truth.
That tiny spark of hope in her heart was quietly shattering.
She had originally hoped to earn a good ranking and win a lot of prize money to spend on Master.
During this time, Liu Weiwei had trained hard, fighting with all her might in the competition.
All for the sake of achieving a good result.
Making her master proud is her greatest pursuit at the moment.
But if her master doesn’t come back, what meaning would winning the championship even have?
The two junior disciples drew countless eyes.
“Are they just excited about winning the match?”
“What do you know! They’re disciples of Chen Feng. Just now, there was news that their master doesn’t have much time left.”
“Is that the Chen Feng—the one with the Star-Absorbing Technique?”
“Good riddance if he’s dead! Everyone from the Tun Tian Club deserves to die.”
“Don’t say that. Chen Feng saved several people on Mount Kunlun.”
“What kind of nonsense is that? Does killing one person and saving another make you innocent?”
“It’s not only the Tun Tian Club who knows the Star-Absorbing Technique. There are countless others practicing it in secret.”
...
The spectators in the stands buzzed with heated discussions.
Some gossiped with schadenfreude, others expressed sympathy.
But it was no longer like when the Star-Absorbing Technique was first exposed—back then, the comments were overwhelmingly negative.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
