Zhou Zi'ang was obviously stunned by my sarcasm. He sneered and said, "Heh, fine. You want to be stubborn? I will show you the gap between inner strength and Qi-Jin that can't be filled!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zi'ang moved. In the blink of an eye, he crossed the distance of a few meters and appeared in front of me.
"So fast!"
My heart skipped a beat. Then, Zhou Zi'ang attacked me with his palm. I could barely keep up with his rhythm.
Taking advantage of the situation, he punched out. "Bang." A dull sound spread out, accompanied by a shocking shockwave.
An incomparably sharp Qi-Jin drilled into my arm. Even though I had a strong physique, I still felt a trace of pain.
Sure enough, Zhou Zi'ang's strength was not to be underestimated. Even if I took a defensive stance, it was still a little difficult. At this time, there was a lingering numbness in my arm, and my body subconsciously took a few steps back. On the other hand, Zhou Zi'ang still had a bright smile on his face.
Very quickly, we clashed again. In just a few breaths, we had exchanged no less than thirty moves. I didn't dare to be careless and entered a state of full concentration. Only with this kind of high concentration could I predict his next attack in time.
Without a doubt, our group's match took away the glory of the other two groups. Although the other group's match was also very exciting, it paled in comparison.
There were only a few people present who could clearly see the details of our fight.
Even in the audience, there were a few people who had reached the early stage of Huajin, but they were dazzled.
If it were them, no matter who they met, they would have been defeated.
Although Zhou Zi'ang was only a martial artist at the peak of Negative Jing, in fact, his ability was not inferior to that of a master in the middle and late stage of Huajin.
Zhou Zi'ang was powerful for a reason. As for why I, a rising star, had such immeasurable strength, it was somewhat thought-provoking. According to the news they received, I had only entered the Guo Wei Martial Arts School for a few days. Even if Grandmaster Chen wanted to teach me, he wouldn't have enough time, right?
As a result, many people unconsciously thought of the Southern Cloud. Could it be that the barren land of martial arts had already undergone earth-shattering changes without them noticing?
Of course, for there to be such a change, it was absolutely not something that could be decided by the strength of one person. Some people inexplicably thought of the Heavenly Eagle Martial Arts Academy. This place seemed to be inextricably linked to this kid.
"Old Hong, what do you think about the battle in Arena No.1?" At that moment, the big shots at the judging panel couldn't help but start discussing.
This so-called Old Hong was the leader of Paragon Martial Arts Dojo. This problem was a little difficult. From his point of view, he actually hoped that Zhou Zi'ang would lose. That way, he would be able to comfort himself.
At the very least, it proved that Tang Haotian's loss was not unjust, but the possibility of that was too small.
"Sigh, Brother Jin, you should have an answer in your heart. Why do you want me to be the sinner? I, on the other hand, hope that my disciples can be as amazing as those two. Moreover, the biggest beneficiary of their battle should be Yinci from the Dragon and Tiger Society!"
The person who asked the question was Grandmaster Chen's old rival. Although he didn't want to answer, Director Hong couldn't pretend to be deaf and mute.
"That's true. Maybe Yinci will win the championship," Wang Zhen said with a smile as he stroked his beard.
"Ahem, Brother Wang, don't tease me. I'll be satisfied if Yinci can make it to the top three. Your last disciple is very strong!" The middle-aged man surnamed Jin shook his head and couldn't hide his praise.
"Yes, I haven't seen such an outstanding junior in the past twenty years. His future achievements will definitely be higher than ours." At that moment, the leader of Hongxing Hall also echoed.
"Hey, Hongxing Hall is doing well this year too. At least they'll move up the honor ranking."
It was rare for these big shots to gather together, so they flattered each other. However, Grandmaster Chen didn't say a word as he stared at arena number 1.
I have to admit that Zhou Zi 'ang's control of Qi-Jin had reached an unfathomable level, and he had learned the essence of Grandmaster Wang Zhen's attainments in this area.
He had already predicted that this would be an unavoidable and bitter battle. He was prepared to step forward and save me at any time. If anything were to happen to him, it would not be worth it.
Grandmaster Chen naturally understood that this kind of high-intensity battle could bring me a lot of benefits. Even if the odds of winning were low, I had to give it my all.
In the arena, I crazily used Dragon Fist and earth energy to clash with Tang Haotian again and again. However, Zhou Zi 'ang was too agile. His control of Qi-Jin was one or two levels higher than Tang Haotian's. He blocked off all my escape routes, including my every move. Therefore, it was unrealistic to think about how much damage I could inflict.
At first, it was only a small gap, but after dozens of moves, the gap was further widened. My movements couldn't keep up.
Zhou Zi 'ang's Qi-Jin had turned into several sharp blades, slicing at my body. Every attack had the power of a low tier sharp weapon. Motherf * cker, this was too terrifying. Blades formed from Qi-Jin could have the same effect as a sharp weapon.
Even though I had a strong physique, my upper body's clothes were torn to shreds after a series of indiscriminate bombardments, leaving me in a state of disarray.
Moreover, streaks of blood appeared on my clothes, as if they could break at any time. It was a ghastly sight.
The audience was in an uproar.
"Look, a challenger is a challenger after all. It's inevitable that he will lose."
"I'm a little surprised. Why hasn't Grandmaster Chen protected Zhuang Feng? If he is given time to grow, he can challenge Zhou Zi 'ang again soon."
"Maybe he's waiting for a desperate counterattack."
"Are you kidding me? Can't you see that Zhuang Feng is already struggling to hold on?
Yi Jinjing is only a defense-oriented martial art. It's strong, but its drawbacks are also obvious. Before stepping into the sixth cycle, he doesn't have the capital to challenge such a strong opponent. "
In addition to the audience, the most nervous people were the group of Guowei Martial Arts School's outer disciples, led by my good brother, He Gang.
"Master, save him, save him!" Although the heated discussion was not quiet, it was forcibly covered by He Gang's shouts.
"Master, what are you waiting for? If anything happens to Brother Zhuang, it will be the biggest loss of our Guowei Martial Arts School!"
"I dare say that there will be no more inner strength geniuses after Brother Zhuang!"
These outer disciples were extremely nervous. They didn't know where they got the courage to shout on such an occasion.
"Plop."
After a dull sound, He Gang took the lead and knelt down. The rest of the outer disciples followed suit. Seeing that I was gradually falling into a disadvantage, they couldn't wait to rush to the stage to help, but they also knew very well that they would be a burden if they went.
At this time, all of their faces were ashen. Their faces were filled with helplessness and despair. An unprecedented grief and indignation filled the air.
"You bunch of stupid pigs, can't you see?
Master can't protect him. This kid is arrogant in front of Young Master Zhang, so he should pay the price, "Luo Tao said proudly.