The Martial Arts Competition has entered its fifth day.
There is no specific schedule for the tournant; whoever takes the stage and who fights whom is quite random.
There are masters!
There are newcors!
Everyone’s excited, and the whole populace gets involved!
This is hailed as the biggest annual event in Guangling County.
The fifth day.
Among the masters who have appeared so far, ’Guangling Shadowless Kick’ Yan Chuan takes the lead. Just within a single day yesterday, all the titles attributed to Yan Chuan, like ’Tiger Crane Double Forms’, ’Stone to Gold’, ’Jade-faced Tiger’, ’Leader of the Ten Tigers’, have been passively hidden. Now, when people talk about Yan Chuan, there’s only one title—
"Guangling Shadowless Kick!"
"A single battle brings great fa!"
Han Yerou never misses any event of Yan Chuan. This ti, she’s again early, with Shen i by her side, waiting under the stage for Yan Chuan to appear. She suddenly turns to Shen i and says, "Senior sister, are you going up or not? If not, I can’t hold back any longer!"
Such a figure as Yan Chuan, even if placed in Tianpeng Academy, with just one move of the ’Guangling Shadowless Kick’, he can forge a great reputation.
Strength is one thing.
Charm is the first.
Yesterday, Han Yerou saw that Yan Chuan’s leg technique was indeed too graceful, bringing her heart to bloom. Even the ’chatterbox’ attribute she despised on Yan Chuan, under this elegant leg technique and his astonishing talent, could be ignored and tolerated.
Han Yerou couldn’t help but want to—
"Fight if I must fight!"
"Going up or not!"
Shen i listens to Han Yerou’s deliberately ambiguous words, feeling speechless.
"Hahaha!"
"I don’t care!"
"Whether senior sister goes up or not is up to her, but I definitely have to go up today and challenge him!"
Han Yerou grips her sword, rubbing her hands in anticipation, eager for battle as she waits for Yan Chuan to take the stage.
Among the crowd.
Not only Han Yerou waits for Yan Chuan, but others too wait.
"Senior Brother ng, aren’t you going up today?"
He Junjie glances at ng Nan beside him, notices that he seems not intent on making a move, and can’t help but say with a smile, "If you don’t make a move, I won’t hold back."
ng Nan!
He Junjie!
If there were any disciples from Guangling Academy here and they heard these two nas, they would certainly be shocked.
These two—
The latter is among the ’Guangling Four Immortals’, known as ’Drunken Immortal’, the leader of the ’Drunken Immortal Fist Society’ of Guangling Academy, with a ’Drunken Immortal Fist’ that is unfathomable!
The forr is even more remarkable, listed among the ’Guangling Ten Outstanding’, practicing one of the Eighteen Widespread Boxing Techniques of Guangling Academy, the ’Taixu Fist’.
They’ve heard of the reputation Yan Chuan from the Old School made at the Martial Arts Competition, especially how his one move ’Guangling Shadowless Kick’ defeated Li Jianhua’s ’Floral Fist·Hu Ben’, and out of curiosity, they finally ca today to see Yan Chuan’s depth for themselves.
As for making a move—
"I’m not in a rush."
ng Nan laughs, his opponents in his heart being Teng Siqian and Tu Tiannan, but he isn’t confident.
And now there’s another Yan Chuan, with whom he doesn’t have confidence either.
Planning before action.
"I need to watch more, see Yan Chuan, see Teng Siqian, see Tu Tiannan, understand their routines, then act, block the Grandmaster Path!"
’Taixu’ ng Nan!
Another aspiring New Faction talent on the Grandmaster Path!
...
The Martial Arts Competition is blazing hot.
Yan Chuan cos early every day, and today is no different.
This ti—
Bam bam bam!
He leaps forward with agility, his footwork shadowless, flying from two to three hundred zhang away. In the air, the strike of his strength creates a mix of crisp and dull sounds, drawing everyone’s attention as soon as he appears, moving hearts!
"It’s Yan Chuan!"
"Guangling Shadowless Kick!"
"Master Yan! Master Yan! I choose you as the number one in Guangling!"
...
Yan Chuan appears.
The crowd is exhilarated.
For several consecutive days, Yan Chuan has been in the lilight. His cheer is imasurably high, even if any of the ’Guangling Ten Outstanding’ appear now, not one could match him!
Unfortunately.
The Martial Arts Competition isn’t about cheers, not about fa, but about real solid strength!
"Yan Chuan!"
"Yan Chuan!"
"Yan Chuan!"
Below the stage, Han Yerou is also shouting hoarsely!
Strangely!
In the past few days, it was clear that she didn’t think much of Yan Chuan. His looks were just ordinary, yet today, watching Yan Chuan leap through the air, his posture, his poise, even a corner of his garnt, Han Yerou found to be elegant, beautiful.
"Could it be that love is blind?"
Han Yerou sneaks a glance at Shen i, only to find her senior sister even more exaggerated. Her head resembles a sunflower, turning with Yan Chuan’s form and position, her face and eyes full of focus and affection, glistening with brilliance.
Click! Click!
Lovers in cahoots!
Han Yerou chuckles secretly. The next mont, she can’t wait—since Yan Chuan is here, she wants to battle, wildly entangled on the stage!
However.
Soone is faster than her!
Yan Chuan just arrives, just steps on stage—
"Guangling Academy, Five Ancestors Crane Sun Fist, Xiang Yue!"
"Master Yan, please enlighten !"
Soone leaps onto the stage.
"Hey!"
Because Han Yerou was just imrsed in the exquisite impression of Yan Chuan’s form and posture, she cos to her senses too late and is preempted, feeling frustrated for a mont.
"Xiang Yue?"
"Five Ancestors Crane Sun Fist!"
Han Yerou rembers, "This person is one of the ’Guangling Five Extres’, known for unparalleled strength, having practiced the ’Vajra Force’ within the ’Five Ancestors Crane Sun Fist’ to a profound level, attacking acupoints with great success."
This is a strong opponent!
"So it’s ’Five Extres’ Xiang Yue."
Yan Chuan pauses, he had expected to face Teng Siqian today, another of the ’Guangling Five Extres’. But unexpectedly, the one who takes the stage first is yet another of the ’Five Extres’, the leader of the ’Five Ancestor Fist Society’, Xiang Yue!
However—
Be it Teng Siqian!
Or Xiang Yue!
It’s all the sa, it’s all a fight!
"Master Xiang, please!"
Yan Chuan is delighted by the battle call, concentrating spirit, this being the first of the Eight Skills—Qi!
"My apologies!"
Xiang Yue advances, aiming a kick at seven inches.
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