Liu Weiwei unleashed her “Heaven and Earth Annihilation” kick.
The sword energy shattered instantly on the spot.
But the young man responded with a series of finger strikes, effortlessly neutralizing her attack.
At this moment, there was still over ten meters between them.
The young man could clearly see Liu Weiwei’s intention.
She wanted to go head-to-head, forcibly close the distance, and engage in close combat.
A faint smile appeared on the young man’s face.
The strengths and weaknesses of the Six Veins Divine Sword technique were something the Duan family knew better than anyone.
He sneered disdainfully and said, “Beyond ten steps, I’m fast.”
“Within ten steps, I’m both precise and faster!”
“And the closer the distance, the more powerful the Six Veins Divine Sword becomes!”
“Let’s see how long you can hold out.”
As he spoke, the young man, who had been standing still, finally began to move.
All he needed was to maintain a certain distance from Liu Weiwei and endure ten kicks; then victory would be his with ease.
Liu Weiwei chased after him, simultaneously blocking his attacks with her kicks.
Four kicks remained.
Every kick from here on out had to be perfectly controlled.
Not a single attack could be wasted.
When the distance between them closed to within ten meters,
the young man could shatter one of Liu Weiwei’s kicks with just three finger strikes on average.
In the blink of an eye, two more “Heavenly Ruin Kicks” were exchanged.
Liu Weiwei had only two kicks left.
The young man was already wearing a victorious smile.
Though the distance was somewhat risky now,
the opponent’s remaining two kicks no longer posed a threat.
Ten meters was enough for him to exhaust Liu Weiwei’s last two kicks.
“This ends here.”
“The disciple of the demon prodigy Chen Feng is nothing more than this.”
Liu Weiwei knew she was probably going to lose.
Her last two kicks were simply not enough to take down her opponent.
But she couldn’t accept defeat, not after being insulted in front of her by someone who had humiliated her master.
“If only I had one more kick,” she thought.
“My master has done so much for me.”
“I haven’t even had the chance to repay him.”
“I absolutely cannot lose to someone who insults my master.”
“I want everyone to know that my master is the greatest master in the world.”
Liu Weiwei silently made a decision in her heart.
No matter what, she would win this match.
“May my master’s spirit in heaven be proud of me.”
The earth shook and the heavens trembled!
Her fifth “Heavenly Ruin Kick” slammed down hard on the arena floor,
unleashing a thunderous roar!
Liu Weiwei’s body instantly accelerated again,
closing the distance between her and the Duan family’s young man by five meters in a flash.
The young man’s heart momentarily panicked when he saw the gap narrow once more.
But he quickly reminded himself that this burst of speed came at a cost—she had just wasted another kick.
She only had one kick left.
Not a threat at all.
The young man flicked his fingers again,
aiming to quickly consume Liu Weiwei’s last kick and secure his victory.
Liu Weiwei launched her tenth kick—
“Three Realms Annihilation!”
A colossal foot-shaped phantom, nearly ten meters tall, fiercely struck toward the young man.
At such close range, the young man activated his fastest technique, flicking two fingers in rapid succession.
Just as it seemed he would neutralize Liu Weiwei’s final attack, his smile finally appeared.
“You lost!”
From the sidelines, Jin Youxi sighed helplessly.
“There’s nothing we can do. Our junior sister has done her best.”
“And besides, the opponent was just too strong, with a huge advantage in their martial arts technique.”
Wang Hao sighed softly.
There was a hint of regret in his tone.
He could see that Liu Weiwei was just a step away from victory.
“If only she hadn’t used those two kicks right at the start,”
someone on the sidelines said, clearly more emotional.
That was Xiao Ruohan in the stands.
“Ten kicks already!”
“She lost!”
Xiao Ruohan clenched her fists tightly.
When she learned that Liu Weiwei’s weakness was that she could only use ten kicks, she had been counting every kick in her mind.
For her, anyone could take the championship—everyone but Liu Weiwei.
Because Liu Weiwei was too dazzling, it stabbed deeply at her jealousy.
In the earlier rounds,
the fatal flaw of Liu Weiwei being limited to ten kicks had already spread.
Countless viewers watching the match online were counting Liu Weiwei’s moves along with her.
When Liu Weiwei unleashed her tenth kick without defeating her opponent, a collective sense of pity filled their hearts.
“Still can’t beat those scions of the great clans.”
“There’s no way; that’s the Six Veins Divine Sword, rumored to be a top-tier Heavenly Grade technique.”
“Getting second place is already impressive. She even defeated several heirs of major families along the way.”
“This is the best ranking a civilian martial arts school has achieved in years.”
...
Just as everyone thought Liu Weiwei was about to lose,
the young man from the Duan family suddenly widened his eyes.
After just having crushed Liu Weiwei’s final kick,
he was sitting back, waiting for victory, when he suddenly saw Liu Weiwei launch another kick.
The Sixth Form of the Heavenly Broken Kick!
Mutual Annihilation!
A massive ghostly imprint of a foot appeared once again.
But this time, the ghostly footprint was blood-red.
Liu Weiwei felt like her entire right leg was about to explode.
The skin on her leg and sole, along with the veins and muscles beneath, cracked inch by inch.
Blood burst out from the fissures on her skin.
At the same time, the overflowing qi and blood fused to form her eleventh kick.
Liu Weiwei knew that using this kick might ruin her right leg.
But she didn’t regret it.
No matter how many times she had to use it, she would unleash this kick.
Not for the ranking.
Not for the championship.
Not for glory.
But to defend her master’s honor.
Her mind involuntarily flashed back to memories with her master over recent times.
When she was abandoned at the hospital entrance to die, her master was like a light in her life.
He appeared when she was at her most helpless.
When she accepted becoming disabled, it was her master who healed her leg, taking on a million-yuan debt.
She even bit her master’s arm until it bled.
Later, her master taught her this powerful martial art.
He patiently guided her every day, accompanying her to provincial competitions.
He gently massaged her leg muscles to speed up recovery.
He helped her become the provincial champion.
Together, they went through the thrilling battles at the hotel.
All these moments surfaced in her mind.
They were her most precious memories.
Her master had become the most important person in her heart.
Liu Weiwei absolutely refused to lose to someone who had humiliated her master.
The young man from the Duan family, caught off guard, only managed to point a finger.
Then, he was kicked out of the ring.
Suspended midair, he coughed up blood several times.
The referee hurriedly caught him.
Then he turned around, shocked, staring at Liu Weiwei.
“Wasn’t she only supposed to be able to deliver ten kicks?”
“After using all ten kicks, wasn’t she supposed to be barely able to stand?”
The referee hadn’t expected Liu Weiwei to unleash an eleventh kick.
That’s why he hadn’t managed to save the young man in time.
In the audience, Jin Youxi covered her mouth in shock.
Wang Hao was equally astonished.
Those scions of noble families who had previously lost to Liu Weiwei were now all stunned.
“Who would have thought she could pull off an eleventh kick?”
“Looks like she still had a trick up her sleeve.”
“Could it be that all along it was a ruse, deliberately lulling us into complacency?”
“Something doesn’t feel right. Look at her condition—it seems off!”
…
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?!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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