“Today will be the last day. Fight well. First match. Tian Zhong. And Zhi Yong (the family name means “wise”, and the given name means “strong”).”
Thankfully, I don’t have to fight with Yun An. There is no way I can fight her seriously.
“May the junior master give some pointers.”
Zhi Yong is by no means weak. If the vines are correct, he is the fifth strongest among the participants, not including me and Yun An. Even so, I am two levels above him.
“I dare not.”
Saying yes would make me sound prideful for wanting to displace his master’s duty. It’s just one way of thinking but it will be the way those hostile people believe. I and his master are no friends.
“Start!”
“Thirty palms of suppression!”
After one has gained sufficient skills in Soundless Palm, they can learn the variety of palm combos. The thirty palms of suppression is a combo aims to restrict the enemy movement. The thirty palms will strike the area around the enemy, forcing them to stay put. Then-
“Nine palms of silence!”
The practitioner can release his next move to target the opponent. Using the nine palms is a great choice. This combo is essentially nine hits unleash almost at the same time overlapping the same mark. It is the best among the combos against a single target.
In a blink, the nine flying qi palms disappeared in a loud explosion.
“What? What’s that?”
“Did something happen?”
“Tian Zhong drew his sword!”
“What? I didn’t even see him draw the sword.”
“What happened?”
“One-point sword. A low-rank martial art. Qi is concentrated at the sword tip then released. Anyone can think of this stuff if they use their head a bit.”
I remember this voice. He is the same person who commented on Yun An’s advancement to near mid qi manipulation. Turns out. The number one disciple of this batch is a quiet man in the ring and a running mouth on the sideline.
“Twenty three palms of lethality!”
The twenty three that target the forehead, the eyes, the eardrums, the lower jaw, the throat, the heart, the lungs, and the spinal joints. Unlike the nine and the thirty, the twenty-three is contact-technique. Did he intend to not allow me to use One-point sword? I know that was the only technique I used to defeat the previous contestants. Certainly he understands I have more to myself, yes?
I parry every palm with the sword. Before his horror could completely manifest, my sword was already beside his neck.
I allow him time to register the situation.
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Instead of surrendering, he pushes my sword away, even forms a layer of qi over his neck as insurance. Not that it matters. My enhanced sword can cut through his qi armour, qi skin, and qi flesh, if I choose so. There are ways to win.
I grab one hand, toss him away. I casually launch a qi bullet toward him.
Still in the air, Zhi Yong hardens his defence with qi-imbued body, qi skin, flesh, bone, and a layer of qi armour over his chest area. Upon impact, his qi defence was shattered. Zhi Yong lies unconscious.
It’s true that One-point sword is a low-rank martial art. It has a long history and has become a common technique that anyone could learn. However, the master that taught me this technique had said.
“Young master Tian. This technique is as basic as a punch but the strongest martial artists are those that have the best fist.”
If this technique can concentrate qi to the point it can pierce through even the strongest defence, then it is a must-learn.
“Tian Zhong, win.”
“That’s junior master Tian Zhong for you. He handled a fifth-level of the qi forming stage with just qi manipulation.”
“Next fight. Chen Zhi (clever, wisdom) Yi (just). And Xu Jiang (river).”
A young man rises up. “Junior master. I would like to surrender.”
Senior Fang Yun pauses to assess the situation. It appears there is no further opinion. “Xu Jiang has surrendered. Chen Zhi Yi, won.”
“It’s to be expected.”
“Yeah. Chen Zhi Yi is the best. There is no way Xu Jiang can win.”
“We will continue. Li Lian (lotus) Hua (flower). And Mo Tie (iron) Ren (people/human).”
Both disciples enter the ring one after the other. On the right, stands a young beautiful girl with a jade-colour hairpin. On the other side, a young boy with a sword on each side.
“I thought Lian Hua would give up. She is the sixth among the participants but Tie Ren is only weaker than Zhi Yi.”
“I heard Lian Hua had achieved a new height. She shouldn’t be weaker than Tie Ren.”
“If so, they will fight to settle the score.”
“Aren’t they the best disciples of senior master Zhao Ren (humane)? Would it make sense for disciples of the same master to beat each other up?”
“This will be great!”
Among disciples, there is a law, not to fight against your own fellow disciples. This is to keep the relationship between the disciples from getting bitter. Competitiveness is prone to go out of control. A good master will end a spar before the winner becomes apparent.
Among cultivators, there is an unwritten rule, only fight those you can guarantee an easy win. If the strong fight against the strong, the weak will grab the chance. Therefore, no one will engage in direct combat against someone roughly their equal.
If Mo Tie Ren and Li Lian Hua fight, they will break both of those rules. Li Lian Hua is desperate for glory, she won’t pass the chance. Meanwhile, Mo Tie Ren has his pride as the top disciple, he won’t back down. This is the reason why the audiences are so excited. Yun An’s struggles and triumphs are a rare sight. Tian Zhong and other matches with top disciples are also eye-catching. However, an even fight between two high ranks where they will demonstrate their true power is more appealing
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