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Chapter 192 I'm actually this strong!

Yan Qiushui kept a low profile at Zhongjing University and often practiced cultivation with Qi Tian, ​​rarely appearing in public.

She advanced directly to the semi-finals of the Qinglong Cup and easily defeated her opponents in the next two rounds. This is how she gained wider recognition.

The participants in the Azure Dragon Cup are all geniuses from various states, including many beautiful women. However, none of them compare to the stunningly beautiful Yan Qiushui.

When beauty reaches a certain level, it's actually difficult to rank them. After all, there's no fixed standard of beauty, and everyone's view of beauty is different.

Yan Qiushui's beauty is undeniable; she truly possesses the spirit of autumn water and the bones of jade, and her beauty is unparalleled.

Many people often say that beauty is a very common resource. In fact, there are many good-looking men and women, but truly beautiful women are few and far between.

Top-tier beauties are always a scarce resource.

Yan Qiushui's appearance, figure, and abilities are all impeccable, which made her an internet sensation and gain millions of fans.

At the same time, Yan Qiushui also gained a very clichéd title: Fairy of Autumn Water.

As soon as Yan Qiushui took the stage, the live stream platform was flooded with a dense barrage of comments.

"Fairy!"

"Autumn Water Fairy, I love you!"

"Autumn Water, my love..."

"My wife is so beautiful!"

"Autumn Water Fairy is so cool!"

"Fairy sister, hug me..."

The live stream's tone immediately changed, which disgusted many viewers. For true martial artists, the focus now should be on the performance of both fighters, not who looks better.

The vulgar and offensive comments not only undermine the seriousness of the battle but also show a lack of basic respect for both sides.

The mentality of "entertainment to the death" on the internet is the mindset of the vast majority of people. This is something that no one can stop or change.

Tang Zhengyi glanced at the greasy comments on his phone screen and turned off the live stream in disgust. He used to enjoy watching live streams, but now he realized Yan Qiushui was right—he shouldn't waste time online.

While the live chat could be turned off, the shouts of "Autumn Water Fairy" from the audience couldn't be silenced.

The majority of those watching the battle were young people, and with some people stirring things up, the atmosphere quickly became lively.

Yan Qiushui paid no attention to the shouts from outside; her attention was focused on Gao Wu.

Standing face-to-face with Gao Wu at close range, Yan Qiushui felt the pressure directly. Gao Wu was more than ten centimeters taller than her, and more importantly, he possessed a fiery and intense aura. Looking at Gao Wu was like staring directly at the sun; after a while, it would be blinding and create a sense of immense oppression.

Yan Qiushui also knew that this was because Gao Wu had unleashed his martial arts divine will, which was why he had such a powerful aura.

For a martial artist at the samurai level, a high-level martial artist doesn't even need to lift a finger; simply unleashing their aura is enough to subdue the opponent on a spiritual level.

"Zhongjing Yan Qiushui, please enlighten me."

"Gao Wu of Beizhou, please."

Gao Wu had watched Yan Qiushui's match. According to Lu Yuan's analysis, her foundation was the Twelve Forms of the Heavenly Horse, but the technique she used in combat was the top-tier secret technique, the Seven Star Sword of the North Pole.

The Seven Stars Sword of the North Pole is the most prized secret technique of Heavenly King Qitian. The Seven Stars of the North Pole are known as the Lords of All Stars, hence the Heavenly King's title.

In the first two rounds, Yan Qiushui's opponents were very weak, and it was not clear what was so powerful about the Seven Star Sword of the North Pole.

Gao Wu still values ​​Yan Qiushui highly. She is the same age as him, but her source power level is higher than Wei Yue's, and not much worse than his.

The two sides faced off, and Yan Qiushui secretly circulated her inner energy through the acupoints throughout her body. However, no matter how well the acupoints were concealed, they could not escape the notice of the Yin Spirit.

The Crimson Yin God glanced at Yan Qiushui and saw that she had gathered twelve acupoints around her body, reaching the level of an advanced martial artist.

There are actually big differences within the martial arts master level, ranging from the lowest level of six acupoints to the highest level of seventeen acupoints.

Once you have mastered eighteen acupoints, you can become a martial arts master.

For this reason, martial arts masters are also divided into beginner, intermediate, and advanced levels. However, a martial arts master is only counted as one level, and no detailed distinction is made for outsiders.

All twelve acupoints of Yan Qiushui are shaped like seven deep blue stars, like stars in the heavens.

The acupoints gleam with seven-pointed starlight, their source energy circulating secretly and profoundly. The twelve acupoints are interconnected, forming a complete cycle of source energy.

"Truly impressive. No wonder he's a direct disciple of the Heavenly King!" Gao Wu thought to himself.

Yan Qiushui appeared to be slightly stronger than Xiao Song. This was understandable; Xiao Song had only recently advanced to Martial Master and hadn't had time to strengthen his body and condense his acupoints, making him significantly weaker in all aspects.

Of course, Xiao Song's mental strength is also a very powerful talent, so it's hard to say who would win if they really fought.

Gao Wu admired Yan Qiushui's beauty again. Her features were bright and beautiful, her figure was graceful, and her brows had a calm and gentle quality, but she did not have Xiao Song's aloofness that kept people at a distance.

To be fair, she's slightly more attractive than Xiao Song, though Xiao Song has a slightly better temperament; they're about evenly matched. Of course, Xiao Song is incredibly important to him, something Yan Qiushui can never compare to.

According to convention, any beautiful woman he interacts with should belong to him! So he'd better treat Yan Qiushui well…

Gao Wu suddenly laughed at this thought. Yan Qiushui didn't notice Gao Wu's smile; her attention was focused on Gao Wu's physical and mental state, and the change in Gao Wu's facial expression was irrelevant.

Yan Qiushui advanced and threw a punch straight at Gao Wu's face. She wielded her fist like a sword, focusing her energy on thrusting.

The punch seemed effortless, yet it was incredibly swift and possessed a sharp, all-encompassing power.

Gao Wu sidestepped and parried with his palm, but Yan Qiushui didn't use a solid punch; she immediately shifted position and threw another. Her movements were swift and agile, and her use of source energy was truly like a celestial horse soaring through the sky, elusive and mysterious, making her unpredictable.

The two were locked in combat, with Yan Qiushui taking the lead. Her punches were like sword strikes, and her movements were unpredictable, like a phantom flashing and flowing in all directions. Ordinary spectators could hardly see Yan Qiushui at all, and could only barely make out Gao Wu's crimson figure moving in and out with his palms. Each palm strike was like a burst of wind and thunder, like thunderclaps constantly booming in the center of the martial arts hall.

As for the pure white figure that flickered erratically, ordinary people could only see a long white shadow flying around Gao Wu.

Only through a large screen can the audience see some details of the two-person battle.

The entire delegation from the Northern State watched very attentively, but most of them couldn't understand anything and could only watch the battle through the big screen.

Even high-ranking warriors like Li Chunyi, Chu Qingqing, and Wan Muchun couldn't actually see the details of the battle.

The main reason was that Yan Qiushui was too fast. Even from her high vantage point, everyone's gaze couldn't quite keep up with her.

Li Chunyi, Chu Qingqing, and the others looked rather grim. Compared to their overwhelming power, their lightning-fast speed filled them with even more despair.

If they were on the arena, Yan Qiushui could easily defeat them in a single exchange.

Wang Ye was still bantering with Yan Shanyue: "We both have the surname Yan, look at them!"

Yan Shanyue had no interest in paying attention to Wang Ye. She pursed her lips tightly, watching the two figures on the arena move like ghosts. She had only one thought in her mind: I want to become as strong as them...

The videos played on the online platform are all shot with high-speed cameras, which is very user-friendly for ordinary viewers.

A group of people were still saying things like how beautiful Qiu Shui Fairy was and how graceful her movements were. Of course, Gao Wu also had quite a few fans and was quite a fighter.

After all, the title of "King of Youth" is very prestigious, and he also has some exciting videos and exclusive background music, so his fans seem to be more organized and have extremely strong fighting power.

"A bunch of idiots who only know how to horny online!"

"Poor shut-in, look at Gao Wu, he is the role model for us young people, our king!"

Such remarks naturally sparked a war of words between the two sides, and no one paid attention to the game anymore.

The battle on the arena had reached a fever pitch. As Gao Wu's palm strikes became increasingly powerful, they acted like invisible spatial barriers, splitting the arena apart. Yan Qiushui's free-flowing movement technique was greatly disrupted, and she could no longer maintain her previous agility and elusiveness.

The main problem was that the arena was too small, which limited Yan Qiushui's movement. Yan Qiushui actually still had room to maneuver, but she judged that the time was about right.

Seizing the moment when Gao Wu withdrew his palm strike, Yan Qiushui suddenly changed direction and accelerated, rushing straight to Gao Wu's side. She clenched her fist and thrust at Gao Wu like a sword.

The light shone brightly at three acupoints on her spine, which activated the Tianquan Sword from the Seven Star Swords of the North Pole.

Tianquan represents the passage of time, and in the Seven Star Swords of the North Pole, it represents the fastest sword technique.

Gao Wu immediately sensed Yan Qiushui's change. The speed of the other party suddenly increased much faster than his. He could only catch up with Yan Qiushui's speed if he activated the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Curse.

There was no need for that. With Yan Qiushui's cultivation level, it would be difficult for him to break through his protective source force field in an instant. He ignored Yan Qiushui's sword and fist and struck Yan Qiushui's chest with a palm.

Even if he had to exchange ten punches for one palm strike, he wouldn't be at a loss.

Yan Qiushui delivered two consecutive punches to Gao Wu's shoulder and ribs, causing Gao Wu's protective energy to ripple with azure light, but the sword-like force of the punches failed to penetrate.

Yan Qiushui could only retreat. Her movement speed was now faster than Gao Wu's palm strike. Before Gao Wu's palm force could land, she had already retreated along with Gao Wu's palm.

Just then, Gao Wu's powerful palm strike suddenly reversed and pulled inward, the surging palm force like a giant hand grabbing Yan Qiushui, which made Yan Qiushui's body sluggish for a moment.

Gao Wu seized the opportunity and struck again with his right palm. Yan Qiushui's eyes were completely occupied by a slender hand. In her mind, a huge hand, as big as a mountain, appeared and fell down, seemingly to crush her mind completely.

Her senses, including her ears, nose, and skin, were all enveloped and affected by the unparalleled force of the palm strike in that instant.

Yan Qiushui knew that Gao Wu must have unleashed his full power to have such terrifying might.

Her senses had been invaded by Gao Wu's palm force, and if she retreated now, she would easily fall into Gao Wu's trap.

She immediately made a decision to activate the Tian Shu Sword in the Seven Star Sword of the North Pole.

Tian Shu represents the heavens, signifying the guardian and ruler of all stars. In the Seven Star Sword of the North Pole, it also represents spatial changes.

Yan Qiushui met Gao Wu's right palm strike head-on, and her delicate hand touched Gao Wu's right palm.

As their palms clashed, both sides unleashed their strongest source power simultaneously. The terrifying source power was released from their palms, and neither of them moved an inch. However, the force of their palms spread out, causing the surrounding eight glass panels to shatter into hundreds of cracks at the same time.

Both sides possessed highly sophisticated skills in wielding their source energy, which is why their palms struck each other silently, yet within that silence lay the explosive power of a thousand thunderclaps.

Regardless of whether they understood or not, the audience members were all silenced by the terrifying power of both sides.

Chu Shenxiu and Qu Tianji both looked extremely serious. At their level, they could see things more clearly. Yan Qiushui and Gao Wu had entered the most crucial stage, and the outcome would be decided in the next moment!
However, Yan Qiushui's decision to confront Gao Wu head-on was a tactic that puzzled them all.

Gao Wu knew there was a problem, but he didn't care. He once again activated the six acupoints to transform the source power into the power of the "Regretful Dragon Palm," and a majestic and sacred Azure Dragon appeared behind him.

Behind Yan Qiushui, a deep blue star shone faintly in the sky, profound and mysterious.

Gao Wu continuously unleashed the power of the Dragon's Regret Palm, layering the force until it reached the eighteenth level before suddenly pouring it down upon Yan Qiushui.

Yan Qiushui suddenly withdrew her palm and took half a step back, creating a foot's distance between herself and Gao Wu. This action allowed Gao Wu's palm strike to be unimpeded, and the force of his eighteen-layered palm strike became even more fierce and powerful.

Just as the eighteen palm strikes landed on Yan Qiushui, Yan Qiushui suddenly disappeared from Gao Wu's sight.

A heroic young man with a face full of vigor and a body covered in crimson blood filled Gao Wu's eyes. He could even see the sacred and majestic blue dragon flying behind the heroic young man, and he saw the unparalleled and destructive power of the young man's palm strike.

"This is my projection! No, this is my mirror image..."

Gao Wu was startled. He was certain that what he saw was a mirror image, but the unparalleled palm force that struck him head-on was not a mirror image, but an incredibly real force.

He couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "That palm strike is fucking domineering! I didn't realize I was this awesome and strong!"

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