High Martial Arts Storm

Shocked.

Unbelievable.

This was a true reflection of the feelings of all the audience members. Even Xia Lu and Ouyang Mengmeng in the last row looked incredulous, hardly believing what they were seeing.

"Sister Lulu, let me pinch you and see if it hurts? Am I dreaming?" Ouyang Mengmeng stretched out her hand.

"Smack..."

Xia Lu snapped out of her shock and gently slapped Ouyang Mengmeng's hand away.

"I understand what happened," Xia Lu said.

"What happened?"

"His cultivation level has increased dramatically, breaking through from the Seven-Star Battle Officer Realm to the Nine-Star Battle Officer Realm. His explosive power and speed have also increased significantly, but these are not the most important things. The most important thing is... he has mastered the Gold-level battle skill 'Thirteen Mad Demon Slashes' to the proficiency stage," Xia Lu said with a wry smile.

"So, he must have opened up at least a few dozen blocked acupoints?" Ouyang Mengmeng asked in a daze.

"That's right!"

"This guy..."

Ouyang Mengmeng didn't know how to describe her feelings.

She had previously heard Xia Lu analyze Yang Haocheng's main focus on combat skills, attempting to clear blockages in other meridian pathways. Who would have thought that he not only succeeded but also mastered the extremely difficult gold-level combat skills to the proficiency stage.

"etc……"

Ouyang Mengmeng seemed to realize something and murmured, "But just a few days ago he was only at the Seven-Star Battle Officer Realm, how could he break through to the Nine-Star Battle Officer Realm so quickly? This kind of cultivation speed... is not something a normal human could do, right?"

"The Chinese territory has six supreme treasures and twelve top-tier natural treasures, all of which can cause martial artists to experience a rapid increase in cultivation in a short period of time," Xia Lu said thoughtfully. "Yang Haocheng is in Nanyan City, and the supreme treasure in the city lord's mansion there seems to be the 'Dragon Blood Pool'."

"Sister Lulu, you know so much, you're practically an encyclopedia!" Ouyang Mengmeng exclaimed admiringly.

"hehe!"

Xia Lu smiled, breathtakingly beautiful. "Let's go! He'll probably continue challenging us; let's keep watching."

The battle continues.

After each match, Yang Haocheng would spend half an hour reviewing the game, analyzing the gains and losses, and thinking about ways to break the deadlock.

One match after another.

After a full eight hours, the ten matches came to an end.

So far!

He has achieved a sixty-game winning streak.

"Let's have the final three battles! Let me experience the power of a two-star battle officer." Yang Haocheng said with a confident smile, choosing "cross-level battle + 2 stars".

The first match.

His opponent was a seemingly honest-looking but actually treacherous and cunning young man with rich combat experience. Yang Haocheng exerted all his strength and unleashed his strongest attacks several times before barely winning at a heavy cost.

The second match.

His opponent was a woman wielding a trident. She was incredibly fast and had clearly mastered combat techniques and footwork. Her endless stream of moves were so skillful that they were impossible to defend against. After Yang Haocheng finally killed her, he also suffered fatal damage. Fortunately, his opponent died first, and the system declared him the winner.

The third match.

As soon as Yang Haocheng appeared on the ring, he saw what his opponent looked like.

With a chiseled face, a tall and well-proportioned figure, dressed in a well-tailored white battle robe, and holding a silver spear, he looked every bit the handsome god of war.

"The Jade-Faced God of War?"

Yang Haocheng spent star coins to investigate the other party's information and was amused by the other party's system nickname.

very apt.

I just wonder what the defeated opponent will look like?

"Is it funny?" the Jade-Faced War God asked coldly.

"No, no, I just think your name and image are very fitting." Yang Haocheng waved his hand, then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I am Yang... the cowardly Chengcheng, please enlighten me."

"I don't know why, but the moment I saw you, I felt an overwhelming urge to hate you." The Jade-Faced War God slowly raised his spear and said arrogantly, "I will kill you within ten moves, even if you are only a nine-star Battle Officer. Otherwise, I will admit defeat."

"You're the most arrogant person I've ever met. I used to think you were quite agreeable, but now that's changed. I'm starting to hate you." Yang Haocheng gripped his battle sword and lunged at his opponent in an instant.

in the audience.

Ouyang Mengmeng stared at the Jade-Faced War God with a lovestruck expression, raising her clenched pink fist as if to cheer him on. But then she remembered that she was there to support Yang Haocheng, and reluctantly put her fist down.

"Can Senior Brother Yu Feng win?" Ouyang Mengmeng asked.

"He's doomed to lose," Xia Lu said with a half-smile.

"Impossible, right? He's the most powerful freshman in our Wanlian Dao Academy. Even though you third-year seniors are all at a higher cultivation level than him, some of you are still no match for him." Ouyang Mengmeng looked suspicious and continued, "If I remember correctly, he once defeated a five-star battle general."

"I'm not talking about the outcome of the battle," Xia Lu said with a smile.

"They're having a competition! What else could it be but a battle?" Ouyang Mengmeng asked blankly.

Xia Lu smiled but didn't say anything more.

She recently made a deliberate effort to get close to one of the instructors at the academy and got along very well with him. So she knew that the Jade-Faced War God, Jin Yufeng, was pursuing that instructor. Although the instructor did not accept Jin Yufeng, he did not dislike him either.

only……

Having incurred the displeasure of his "future brother-in-law," even if Jin Yufeng manages to win this battle, his future will likely be bleak.

immediately.

She sent a message through the communication device of the "intelligent battle system".

Half a minute later, a streak of light appeared.

On the arena.

Yang Haocheng was forced into a passive defensive state after only three strong attacks.

powerful!

too strong!

Although he had previously encountered two opponents at the second-star War General realm, both of whom were extremely powerful, they were nothing compared to the Jade-Faced War God before him.

"Sizzle..."

The spear tip pierced Yang Haocheng's left arm, even breaking the arm bone.

retreat!

Yang Haocheng's expression changed drastically. As he retreated rapidly, he desperately unleashed the eighth move of the "Thirteen Mad Demon Slashes," the "Sky-Covering Slash," in an attempt to block the spear shadows that clung to his bones like maggots.

"I'll give you three moves, and then I'll retaliate with three moves. Consider it playing around with you." Jin Yufeng said with disdain, "Next, I'll make you feel the helplessness of the weak, and make you understand that being arrogant without strength is a disgrace."

"Overlord Spear... Seals the Heavenly Path."

Layer upon layer of gunfire blotted out the sky, like surging tides or spreading electric nets, swiftly blocking all of Yang Haocheng's escape routes, attempting to kill him within the limited space.

We cannot afford to lose.

"Even if I am killed in the end, I must last for ten moves."

Yang Haocheng's eyes flashed with madness. He pushed his exquisite sword techniques to the limit, using offense as defense. Even though he was at a significant disadvantage in speed and strength, he was desperately trying to avoid vital parts of his body.

Half a minute later.

Yang Haocheng coughed up blood and staggered back. His combat uniform was tattered, and blood was flowing from more than twenty wounds.

He held on.

Even in the defensive posture of using offense as defense, he risked getting more wounds on his body, resulting in a bloody gash on Jin Yufeng's arm.

"You actually managed to hurt me? Looks like you're not entirely useless." Jin Yufeng revealed a hint of anger, and said coldly, "But you've completely ignited my rage. My eighth move, while not my strongest attack, should kill you without much trouble. Kid, prepare to enjoy the feeling of death!"

"Overlord Spear...piercing through the dust."

The spear tip moved like lightning, seemingly tearing through space. Unlike the previous move, "Sealing the Heavenly Path," this was a pure attack technique, emphasizing exquisite and unpredictable moves. Even dust could not escape the spear tip's lock.

in the audience.

The thousands of spectators who came to watch the battle held their breath, watching the dazzling gunplay as if they were seeing Yang Haocheng being completely pierced through amidst the splendor.

Ouyang Mengmeng covered her mouth, her big, round eyes filled with worry.

Yes!

She found her place.

Even though she admired Jin Yufeng's handsomeness and even became a bit infatuated with him, what she was really worried about was Yang Haocheng, who owed her two cups of milk tea.

Xia Lu glanced quickly at her expressionless new friend, then looked back at the two fighting on the stage and asked, "Sister Xinlan, do you think 'Chengcheng the Coward' can hold out?"

"Disaster……"

Yang Xinlan said indifferently.

"I think it's possible for him to hold on. He always manages to pull off an unexpected comeback at the most crucial moment." Xia Lu looked at Yang Haocheng, who was retreating, and said with a slight smile, "After all, he has already achieved a 62-game winning streak, so it's still something to look forward to."

"Given your personality, it's not easy for you to have such a good eye on someone." Yang Xinlan glanced at Xia Lu, who exuded a scholarly air, then returned her attention to the battle and said calmly, "I have some connection with 'Chengcheng who's afraid of death.' Do you want me to play matchmaker for you? Don't worry, although he's a bit of a womanizer, it's a good thing. After all, with your looks and abilities, he shouldn't look down on you."

"Thank you so much!" Xia Lu shook her head, both amused and exasperated.

"No need to thank me. It's a wonderful thing to help someone achieve their goals... or rather, to help one's friend find a happy marriage. It's something to be happy about." Yang Xinlan smiled and continued, "If it could bring you many children and grandchildren, and ensure your descendants continue to thrive for thousands of years, I would be even happier."

"Sister Xinlan, you really know how to side with your own people." Xia Lu rolled her eyes and complained irritably.

"It seems you already knew. No wonder you sent a message asking me to come in and watch the match," Yang Xinlan said calmly.

"..."

Xia Lu was about to speak when her gaze suddenly sharpened as she looked towards the arena.