At the same time.
The martial arts tournament entered its final round.
Liu Weiwei had dark circles under her eyes, heavy from exhaustion.
She had cried secretly for hours the night before.
Combined with a sleepless night, her spirit was now worn and weary.
As for the competition, she no longer cared much about it.
Jin Youxi’s eyes were also swollen, having stayed awake all night.
Sitting in the audience, her mind was elsewhere.
Liu Weiwei stepped onto the stage, facing her opponent, but her fighting spirit remained dulled.
Unexpectedly, the opponent sneered and said:
"How ironic—a disciple of that scum Chen Feng actually made it to the finals."
His words instantly made Liu Weiwei frown.
She glared at the young man from the Duan Family and demanded angrily:
"Why are you insulting my master?"
The Duan Family youth scoffed coldly.
"A trash who grew stronger by devouring others' life force."
"Serves him right to die at the hands of invaders."
"Too bad he tainted Kunlun Mountain—his corpse isn’t even worthy of being buried there."
"If you’re unhappy about it, why don’t you use that 'Star-Swallowing Technique' Chen Feng taught you on me?"
Seeing the argument escalating, the referee quickly stepped in and announced:
"Begin the match!"
The Duan Family youth was once hailed as the top prodigy of Great Xia’s younger generation.
He had long been the center of attention, praised as the strongest among his peers.
That was, until Chen Feng emerged.
With incomprehensible mastery of martial techniques, Chen Feng gradually became the new focus.
Soon, people began comparing the two.
Some even launched a public poll.
To the Duan Family youth’s fury, most believed Chen Feng was stronger.
Some even claimed he might not even be a match for Chen Feng’s disciple.
For a once-in-a-century genius of the Duan Family—one who had mastered the Shangyang Sword of the Six Meridians Divine Sword as a mere apprentice—such humiliation was unbearable.
Before the fight, the youth taunted:
"Be careful. If my Six Meridians Divine Sword kills you, don’t blame me."
"As for winning the championship? Forget it."
"A disciple of Chen Feng isn’t fit to be champion."
Liu Weiwei, who had been listless, suddenly burned with fighting spirit.
Especially at his last words.
Fury surged within her.
Yet before she could attack, the youth raised a hand and pointed at her.
Liu Weiwei’s heart jolted.
She had seen his fights before.
The Duan Family’s techniques were terrifyingly overpowered.
Nearly all his opponents had been crushed effortlessly.
The Six Meridians Divine Sword allowed long-range attacks—
Devastating in power, blinding in speed.
Most couldn’t even fight back, forced to dodge until they were pushed off the stage.
Instinctively, Liu Weiwei sidestepped, bracing for the next strike.
But no attack came.
Instead, the youth burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
"Just messing with you!"
"Look how scared you were!"
Only then did Liu Weiwei realize she’d been played.
She didn’t understand why he mocked her or insulted Chen Feng.
But she knew one thing—she couldn’t lose.
Not for herself.
Not for the championship.
But for her master.
She refused to let this man disgrace Chen Feng’s name.
Gathering her energy, she channeled it into her legs, compressing it into her feet.
To defeat him, she had to close the distance.
Without hesitation, she unleashed the Heavenly Cripple Kick.
With a thunderous boom, Liu Weiwei shot forward.
The youth smirked disdainfully.
Activating the family’s Sun Finger, he thrust out his index finger.
Shangyang Sword!
A streak of light, swift as lightning, shot toward Liu Weiwei.
The speed was staggering.
With just this one technique, the youth had dominated his peers.
Liu Weiwei barely dodged.
But not fast enough.
The attack grazed her shoulder, tearing her clothes.
A fraction slower, and it would have pierced straight through.
Before she could recover, the youth struck again.
This time, Liu Weiwei didn’t evade.
Instead, she met the attack head-on with another Heavenly Cripple Kick.
The massive phantom foot shattered the sword qi, its momentum unchecked as it barreled toward the youth.
Yet the youth merely chuckled, flicking out several fingers to effortlessly disperse the remaining force.
"If I’m not mistaken, you’ve used two kicks already."
"You only have ten in you. I, however, can strike far more than ten times."
"Let’s see how long you last."
"Just surrender now and go order a memorial tablet for your master."
Frustration and helplessness gnawed at Liu Weiwei.
She was desperate but had no solution.
He had exposed her weakness outright.
Two kicks wasted, eight left.
And she hadn’t gained any ground.
The Duan Family youth attacked again.
Liu Weiwei dodged frantically, even retreating to create distance.
The farther she was, the more time she had to react.
She couldn’t afford to waste another kick.
While evading, she racked her brain for a plan.
She couldn’t lose to this man who spat on her master’s name.
From the stands, Jin Youxi watched Liu Weiwei struggle, her heart sinking further.
Everything felt like it was going wrong.
"If only Master were here…"
"Win or lose, he’d know what to do."
Just then, Wang Hao quietly took a seat behind Jin Youxi.
Analyzing the fight, he murmured:
"The Duan Family’s Sun Finger and Six Meridians Divine Sword are indeed formidable."
"Fast, powerful, and precise—almost impossible to counter."
"With Liu Weiwei’s limited kicks, victory seems unlikely."
"But it’s not entirely hopeless."
Jin Youxi turned to him.
"Mister! Is there any way my junior sister can win?"
Mister?!
Wang Hao froze.
His fragile, youthful pride took a critical hit.
"I’m only twenty-eight!"
"Don’t call me 'mister'!"
Taking a deep breath to soothe his wounded ego, he replied:
"Full-frontal assault."
"Close the distance while using her techniques to block his."
"If she can land a hit within eight kicks, she has a chance."
"If not, she loses."
Jin Youxi didn’t fully grasp it, but she immediately rushed to the stage’s edge and shouted:
"Weiwei! Charge straight at him!"
"Block his moves with your own!"
"If you can hit him within eight kicks, you’ll win!"
Hearing this, Liu Weiwei hesitated briefly before understanding the logic.
A direct assault was her only option—dodging endlessly wouldn’t lead to victory.
Resolve hardened within her.
With another Heavenly Cripple Kick, she propelled herself forward at full speed.
The Duan Family youth smirked.
His index finger shot out once more.
A surge of energy transformed into sword qi.
Shangyang Sword!
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