It should be known that there were very few people who cultivated inner strength now. Most martial artists had the concept of following the crowd and always felt that inner strength was not as powerful as Qi-Jin. However, in terms of strengthening the body, Qi-Jin was definitely far from enough.
This was also why there was an explosive news a while ago about a Qi-Master being easily defeated by a foreign boxing champion. It caused a heated discussion on the internet, and even a lot of big shots expressed their opinions. If it was purely a comparison of physique, that boxer would definitely have the advantage. At that time, there were many netizens calling for an inner strength expert to stand out and fight head-on, but no one volunteered. That was why when the video of me displaying my inner strength was posted on the internet, all the netizens started to search for me. They even climbed over the wall and went overseas to provoke me. I had no idea about this matter …
Then, the next round of drawing lots began. I walked up and casually grabbed it. I glanced at the third ring.
Then, Ou Yangjun impatiently drew lots. "Number five, motherf * cker. Brat, you can live a little longer. Hehe, but it's not certain. You might even be eliminated.
A piece of trash like you who relies on others to admit defeat to advance is really laughable. "
Hearing Ou Yangjun's sarcasm, I didn't think much of it. The remaining six people also drew lots. "Number three!!" Seeing the same number, there was an exclamation in the drawing area.
I glanced at it, and my expression was a little strange. The person who drew number three was none other than Zhao Wente!
In other words, my opponent in the next round was him.
F * ck, there's no such thing as a f * cking coincidence. I met him in the second round. The last time we fought was at the Zhao Dojo. When I saw my sister-in-law was injured, I didn't say anything and rushed over to kill Zhao Yunfei. I also met Zhao Wente. At that time, my strength was a little lacking, but it wasn't to the point where I lost so quickly. It was just that the special forces rushed over and stopped our battle.
From a certain point of view, Zhao Wente was also one of my inner demons. I still remembered that I had brought Little Cherry home from school and he had suddenly appeared. I hadn't been able to defend myself, and Little Cherry had almost been taken away. Fortunately, I had made a bet with my life, and he had been merciful.
That time was a great torture for Little Cherry and me. It was as if there was a heavy stone pressing on our hearts, and we were constantly on guard. When the bet came, although I won against Zhao Wente, it felt a little unfair because I borrowed the power of my demon. It wasn't something that belonged to me, so I couldn't use it confidently.
To me, a martial artist in the early stage of Dark Jing was an insurmountable mountain. In just one or two months, my growth could be said to have skyrocketed. When I faced him again, my heart didn't waver at all. Instead, I had a smile on my face.
With regards to the conflict between me and the Zhao family, all the elders present had heard about it. They looked at Old Man Zhao with interest. At that moment, his expression was a little gloomy, but it couldn't be said to be fearful.
Seeing the result of Zhao Wente's drawing, Ou Yangjun couldn't help but walk up and pat his shoulder. "Ah Wente, didn't you always want to be my brother? Kill him, and when you come to Kun City in the future, I will take you to have fun!"
"Hehe, Brother Jun, don't worry, I will definitely defeat him. At that time, this brat was pressed to the ground by me, but I don't like brothels. Can you see if the Ouyang family has any secret martial arts books that suit me?" Zhao Wente laughed dryly. He was a little flattered that Ou Yangjun had taken the initiative to greet him.
"Well, that's easy. My Ouyang family doesn't have many things, but we do have a lot of secret martial arts books. It depends on your performance. If you want to be my brother, you must prove yourself."
Ou Yangjun faintly smiled. Although he felt that Zhao Wente's chances of winning weren't high, he couldn't deny that he would be able to consume some of my strength.
Speaking of which, the rules of this competition weren't fair enough. In one day, the most outstanding genius of the Nan Yun Province would be decided. This meant that not only did he have the strength, but he also needed to be able to last for a long time!
Otherwise, after a round of fighting, he might not have the strength to do so.
"Good!
Look at my performance! "Zhao Wente replied, a smile appearing on his face.
Soon, the two of us went up to the third stage. Facing this guy who had once crushed me, I felt a bit of regret. Although I had fought with Zhao Wente a few times, I hadn't been able to defeat him.
But at this moment, I was a hundred times more confident. Zhao Wente narrowed his eyes and said in a playful tone, "Brat, do you still remember how you begged me for mercy?
Hmph, you don't need to doubt me, I will always be your worst nightmare! "
"Oh, so much bullshit. Let's fight." I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This guy was still as arrogant as ever.
"Take one of my moves!"
Zhao Wente shouted in a low voice. His figure flashed as a strong wind surged around him. After a month of diligent training, his understanding of the Zhao Family's Iron Palm had become even more exquisite.
Although he was only a martial artist at the early stage of Negative Jing, Zhao Wente's combat experience wasn't just for show. He often fought with old man Zhao. In the beginning, he couldn't even withstand a single blow. But now, old man Zhao would smile bitterly and sigh with emotion. The student had surpassed the master.
With such an outstanding genius, their Zhao family's future had a lot of hope. Of course, because of my sudden appearance, the Zhao family felt an unprecedented threat. This was also the reason why old man Zhao wanted to get rid of me again and again.
He had started practicing martial arts since he was young, so he had high requirements for himself. Little by little, he had gnawed down the mountain that was old man Zhao. That kind of accomplishment was undeniable.
Before this competition, old man Zhao sincerely taught me that I must enter the top four. Not only would there be unexpected rewards, but the Zhao family's reputation would also rise, and it would even lead to the future development of Cloud City. This way, the Zhao family would be even more stable.
When I faced Zhao Wente before, I could only choose to dodge and constantly look for opportunities. After all, the Zhao Family's Iron Palm was an extremely destructive martial art. At that time, my skin felt as if it had experienced a scorching fire. The main reason was that my Qi-Jin was weak, including my physique. But now, the degree of my Dantian's expansion was no less than a martial artist at the middle stage of Negative Jing. After the accumulation of the Yi Jin Jing, I also had a strong body. It wasn't difficult to deal with Zhao Wente!