High Martial Arts Storm

When Xia Lu saw Yang Haocheng use a suicidal sword technique, she was willing to worsen her own injuries in order to kill him as well.

Unfortunately……

His wish was not fulfilled.

Jin Yufeng abandoned his attack and easily broke Yang Haocheng's sword technique.

"Too ruthless, and too foolish." Jin Yufeng took seven or eight steps back, no longer in a hurry to attack, but sneered: "Your move hurts both yourself and others, but you are too weak, you can only hurt yourself."

"If I can break your move and slap you in the face, I'm not stupid." Yang Haocheng endured the pain in his body, slowly straightened up, and raised his battle sword again: "Your so-called eighth move didn't let me experience the feeling of death. Instead, you chickened out once."

"Stubbornness is the worst."

Jin Yufeng flew into a rage and instantly charged forward, brandishing his gun.

He boasted that he would kill Yang Haocheng within ten moves, but now he has already used eight moves and is still being mocked by his opponent. This is a disgrace to him.

"Overlord Spear... Thunderous Vortex".

Gunfire blossoms bloomed in profusion, like wind sprites swirling and forming a mesmerizing vortex, with electric sparks seemingly weaving through it, and the hidden killing intent growing ever stronger.

Yang Haocheng closed his eyes.

This is not suicide, but rather the truest intention of the sister who created the "Thirteen Mad Slashes": even if she fights in the dark, she will fight her way out in a dazzling and insane way.

wind……

Flowing in space.

Voice……

It spreads through media.

Flowers flutter and fall, air explodes and clangs.

With the smooth movement of the Willow Steps, his figure seemed to become twisted and crooked, and the flashes of his blade struck like drums, landing on the blooming spear flowers.

To break through the surface with a single point, to destroy the flower with a sharp edge.

"impossible……"

Jin Yufeng's face lit up with disbelief. He never expected that his extremely powerful spear technique would be broken by the opponent with his eyes closed.

even if...

This move dealt significant damage to the opponent again, but it still failed to kill them.

"Overlord Spear... Its power shatters the heavens."

The spearhead ignited a prairie fire, like flames burning the sky.

Despite his desperate resistance and the use of all his trump cards, Yang Haocheng was still like a lone boat in a raging sea. As a spear pierced his right chest, his body was kicked away by his opponent and crashed into the light screen around the arena. However, it was not a fatal injury.

His right leg was also broken by the spear, which turned into a whip.

but!

As he landed, he used his cracked sword for support and struggled to straighten his body.

"Ten moves, that's it." Yang Haocheng's face, slightly contorted with pain, revealed a mocking expression. He stared directly at Jin Yufeng, whose face was contorted with rage, and continued, "I admit you're strong, and I'm no match for you right now. But you're already 22, aren't you? And I'm not even 18 yet. Don't even mention giving me another four years; even if the time is halved, I'm confident I can defeat you and let you taste the bitterness of death."

"So noisy..."

Jin Yufeng flashed and appeared in front of Yang Haocheng in an instant, his spear piercing Yang Haocheng's heart.

"Proud people are most afraid of getting angry out of embarrassment. Go back and have some... cough cough, have some cooling herbal tea to clear heat and reduce internal fire! Otherwise, you might get carried away by anger and go mad." Yang Haocheng sneered, and his figure turned into a streak of light and disappeared from the arena.

"Bastard..."

Jin Yufeng cursed angrily.

He lost!

Although the system judged him to have won, he and the audience knew that he had lost completely.

"Arrogance will eventually be exposed, the ancients were right," Ouyang Mengmeng murmured, looking at Jin Yufeng's exasperated appearance, her infatuation completely gone.

"hehe!"

Xia Lu smiled and turned to look at Yang Xinlan, whose eyes were gleaming with a cold light. She said with a half-smile, "Sister Xinlan, am I right? He always manages to unleash his power when others think he's about to lose. His fighting spirit and mindset allow him to turn the tide time and time again."

"Did you investigate his background?" Yang Xinlan asked.

"Is there even a need for investigation? You told me before that there are only two people in this world who can use the 'Thirteen Madman Slashes': you and your brother Yang Haocheng." Xia Lu slowly stood up, a smile playing on her lips, and continued, "Besides, there's even less need to investigate him. Information about this 'big star' is everywhere on the terminal network. It's really not difficult to find out the situation."

Yang Xinlan slowly stood up as well.

She quietly observed Xia Lu, then shook her head and said, "Girls who are too smart will have no friends. Think about it, become my sister-in-law, and pass on your intelligence to my nephew. I would be very happy."

"Sister Xinlan..."

Xia Lu showed a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, stomped her foot, and then her figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

"Heh, still shy?" Yang Xinlan finally showed a hint of a smile.

Ouyang Mengmeng also got up.

She blinked her big, round eyes, looking puzzled, and asked, "Sister Xinlan, what sister-in-law? What nephew? I'm pretty smart too, but I can't pass that on to your nephew!"

"You're smart?"

Yang Xinlan chuckled and then transformed into a streak of light and left.

City Lord's Mansion.

Yang Haocheng emerged from the sensory cabin, a wry smile on his handsome face.

We lost!

A complete and utter defeat!

If the opponent hadn't been so arrogant and hadn't launched their strongest attack right from the start, I probably wouldn't have been able to last more than four or five moves.

"I must cultivate as soon as possible and strive to break through to the Battle General realm as soon as possible."

"However, the acupoint on the meridian route that is the main acupoint for breaking through from the Nine-Star Battle Officer Realm to the One-Star Battle General Realm is not easy to open. Many martial artists in the Nine-Star Battle Officer Realm were blocked at the last closed acupoint for many years before they were able to break through with the Ink Painting Technique."

"Now that I possess the combat power enhancement data from the 'Blessed Land' system, can I open up that blocked main acupoint as easily as before?"

As Yang Haocheng pondered, he walked towards the lounge.

He needed to pack his things and go home to see his father and younger brother. After all, Tang Xue, the instructor from the Four Seasons Martial Arts Academy, would be arriving in two days, and he would likely have to leave with her then.

Inside the "Intelligent Battle System," in a separate room.

Jin Yufeng's face was gloomy. Recalling the previous battle, the anger in his heart had dissipated, but the frustration lingered in his mind for a long time.

Great!

It was pride that led to his defeat!

He felt some regret, but there was no going back.

suddenly.

A new challenge notification appeared on the virtual screen in front of him.

"A blind girl?"

"This is... Yang Xinlan?"

Jin Yufeng's eyes lit up, with a hint of excitement, and he immediately accepted.

next moment.

He appeared on the ring.

"Xinlan, I didn't expect you to take the initiative to contact me. Does that mean you're willing to accept me?" Jin Yufeng greeted her with a big smile.

"Accepting you is no problem, but there's one condition," Yang Xinlan said calmly.

"Don't even mention one condition, I'll agree to ten thousand conditions. Just tell me! As long as I can do it, I'll go through fire and water without hesitation," Jin Yufeng said excitedly.

"Defeat me."

"Well……"

Jin Yufeng's smile froze.

Defeat her?

Is this a disguised form of self-rejection?

He was only a two-star warrior, while his opponent was an eight-star warrior!

"Xinlan, as you know, I sacrificed a lot of time to improve my cultivation in order to hone my combat skills, so my cultivation level is still too low. How could I possibly be your match?" Jin Yufeng said sullenly.

"Enough with the nonsense. Since you've accepted my challenge, fight me." Yang Xinlan instantly drew her sword, but instead of slashing at Jin Yufeng, she kicked him in the chest, sending him flying seven or eight meters away.

"you……"

"I know you're proud and arrogant, so bring it on. I'll let you experience the true power of the 'Thirteen Mad Slashes' and taste the bitterness of death." Yang Xinlan's battle blade fell.

She didn't use her full strength.

She was fiercely protective of her own and couldn't let the other party die too easily.

Jin Yufeng's expression changed.

As he immediately resisted, he also vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Why do those words sound so familiar?

Wasn't that what he said to that "cowardly Chengcheng" during their previous battle? Could it be that Yang Xinlan had been secretly watching him all along? And witnessed that battle?

Jin Yufeng felt both excited and annoyed at the thought.

after all……

Although he killed his opponent in the last match, it was no different from a defeat, which was very frustrating and humiliating.

"You dare to lose focus while fighting me? You're asking for it." Yang Xinlan precisely controlled the force of her sword strike, instantly leaving seven or eight bloody cuts on Jin Yufeng's face, neck, and chest. She even smashed the hilt of her sword into his forehead, sending him flying.

"Bang……"

This time, Jin Yufeng was sent flying more than ten meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.

pain!

It hurts!

He endured the pain and incredulously got up from the ground. Looking at Yang Xinlan, who was charging towards him at a leisurely pace, he hurriedly raised his spear in an attempt to block the other's attack once again.

"Xinlan, I'm no match for you. Can I admit defeat?" Jin Yufeng shouted.

"If you dare to admit defeat, I will no longer challenge you in the 'Intelligent Battle System,' but will find you in reality and challenge you again and again until you truly experience the pain," Yang Xinlan sneered.

"I……"

Jin Yufeng sensed something was wrong.

Given Yang Xinlan's strength, killing him would have been too easy, but the other party made a series of moves without intending to kill him directly, and even prevented him from admitting defeat.

Why is that?

Did I do something to offend her? Is she taking her anger out on me?

But that doesn't make sense either!

When he was with her, he served her with utmost care and tried every means to please her. How could he possibly provoke her?

Jin Yufeng couldn't understand it.

However, facing Yang Xinlan's fierce attacks, his wounds continued to increase. The punches and kicks were incredibly powerful, hitting his wounds and causing him so much pain that he wanted to scream.