The Martial Arts Competition has entered its fifth day.
There is no specific schedule for the tournament; whoever takes the stage and who fights whom is quite random.
Everyone’s excited, and the whole populace gets involved!
This is hailed as the biggest annual event in Guangling County.
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 fame!"
Han Yerou never misses any event of Yan Chuan. This time, she’s again early, with Shen Mei by her side, waiting under the stage for Yan Chuan to appear. She suddenly turns to Shen Mei 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.
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!"
Shen Mei listens to Han Yerou’s deliberately ambiguous words, feeling speechless.
"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.
Not only Han Yerou waits for Yan Chuan, but others too wait.
"Senior Brother Meng, aren’t you going up today?"
He Junjie glances at Meng 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."
If there were any disciples from Guangling Academy here and they heard these two names, they would certainly be shocked.
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 former 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 came today to see Yan Chuan’s depth for themselves.
As for making a move—
Meng 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!"
Another aspiring New Faction talent on the Grandmaster Path!
The Martial Arts Competition is blazing hot.
Yan Chuan comes early every day, and today is no different.
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!
"Guangling Shadowless Kick!"
"Master Yan! Master Yan! I choose you as the number one in Guangling!"
The crowd is exhilarated.
For several consecutive days, Yan Chuan has been in the limelight. His cheer is immeasurably high, even if any of the ’Guangling Ten Outstanding’ appear now, not one could match him!
The Martial Arts Competition isn’t about cheers, not about fame, but about real solid strength!
Below the stage, Han Yerou is also shouting hoarsely!
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 garment, Han Yerou found to be elegant, beautiful.
"Could it be that love is blind?"
Han Yerou sneaks a glance at Shen Mei, 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.
Han Yerou chuckles secretly. The next moment, she can’t wait—since Yan Chuan is here, she wants to battle, wildly entangled on the stage!
Someone 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 me!"
Someone leaps onto the stage.
Because Han Yerou was just immersed in the exquisite impression of Yan Chuan’s form and posture, she comes to her senses too late and is preempted, feeling frustrated for a moment.
"Five Ancestors Crane Sun Fist!"
Han Yerou remembers, "This person is one of the ’Guangling Five Extremes’, 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 Extremes’ Xiang Yue."
Yan Chuan pauses, he had expected to face Teng Siqian today, another of the ’Guangling Five Extremes’. But unexpectedly, the one who takes the stage first is yet another of the ’Five Extremes’, the leader of the ’Five Ancestor Fist Society’, Xiang Yue!
It’s all the same, 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!
Xiang Yue advances, aiming a kick at seven inches.