Gao Wu: From a poor man in the outer city to a martial saint of the ten directions

At this moment, the way the students in the dome below the stage looked at Huo Quan had completely changed.

There was no more doubt or disdain, but rather awe and conviction!

"Incredible! Huo Quan is like a completely different person today, ruthless and precise!"

"Yes, those counterattacks were brilliant! If he had been on stage yesterday, he might have actually been able to defeat that arrogant Huang Feng head-on!"

"More than that! I think if Huo Quan had gone up there, he would have won even more decisively than Wei Xiu!"

The students all praised Huo Quan for giving the martial arts school a chance to vent its anger.

Even Li Bulong, who was standing at the very front of the formation, showed a look of appreciation on his usually stern face.

It seems I misjudged this kid.

They really stepped up in crucial moments!

Amidst the cheers and applause, Huo Quan slowly walked off the stage, basking in the glory of being the center of attention, his heart bursting with laughter!

Do you see that? Wei Xiu! This is the stage that belongs to me!

Your fighting style, like a wild dog, is simply not up to par!

Filled with pride, Huo Quan raised his head again after stepping down from the stage, his gaze passing over the crowd and looking towards the staircase leading to the second floor.

There, a solitary figure stood with arms crossed, coldly surveying the entire scene.

It was Li Tian!

Their eyes met briefly in the air.

The arrogance on Huo Quan's face vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely humble smile with a hint of fawning flattery!

He nodded subtly in Li Tian's direction.

It's like they're taking credit, or maybe they're swearing allegiance!

In the shadows on the second floor, Li Tian looked at Huo Quan's smug face and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

There was no approval in that smile, only a hint of disdain, like a cat playing with a mouse.

In his eyes, Huo Quan was nothing more than a convenient pawn, sharp enough to be used, but ultimately unworthy of serious consideration.

Not even bothering to glance at him again, Li Tian turned around and his aloof figure disappeared at the end of the stairs.

Below the ring, the referee walked up and patted Huo Quan on the shoulder.

The referee, named Liu Song, was about forty years old. He was an officer sent by the Linghai Martial Arts Alliance and was known for his impartiality and high reputation within the industry.

"Huo Quan, you did a good job," Liu Song praised.

"Winning three games in a row, you have three points, which is basically enough for you to qualify for the finals. Do you want to continue defending your title?"

Li Bulong, standing to the side, echoed in a deep voice, "Know when to stop and conserve your energy."

"Preparing for the finals tomorrow and the day after is the wise thing to do."

Upon hearing this, Huo Quan hesitated briefly.

Deep within him, a powerful fighting spirit was clamoring!

The deadly move that Li Tian had secretly taught him, that sinister and domineering power, had not yet been truly unleashed!

Although I made a name for myself in these three matches tonight, I didn't win them in a very impressive way!

I need an even more exhilarating victory to consolidate my newly established prestige and to feel that unprecedented power!

But, just as he was about to nod in agreement to the challenge...

The side door of the martial arts hall was pushed open, and three familiar figures walked in.

Wei Xiu, Lin Qi, and Sun Na!

"Are we too late? Can we still register, instructor?!" Lin Qi's loud voice cut through the crowd.

Wei Xiu followed closely behind, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire venue before finally settling on the registration area.

When Li Bulong saw Wei Xiu, his brows immediately furrowed into a knot.

This kid's left shoulder injury only lasted a day, and he actually came to participate in the competition!

He wanted to reprimand him, but when he met Wei Xiu's unquestionable eyes, he swallowed his words and could only let out a helpless sigh.

"You're not too late, go register!"

When Huo Quan saw Wei Xiu appear, a cold glint flashed in his eyes!

The fighting spirit that had been in his heart was replaced by a darker and more vicious emotion.

"Thank you for your concern, Coach and Referee Liu. Since other students want to participate, I'll take a break and give them the opportunity."

Huo Quan casually cupped his hands to the referee and Li Bulong, then, with an indifferent smile, walked towards the contestants' rest area amidst the admiring voices of the crowd.

On the other side, Sun Na patted Wei Xiu on the shoulder and said softly, "Don't push yourself too hard, just do your best."

After speaking, she sat down in the first row of the audience, her composed demeanor making her seem like a distinguished guest on an inspection tour.

Li Bulong's jaw nearly dropped when he saw this!

His rugged eyes swept back and forth between Wei Xiu and Sun Na, and his heart was suddenly filled with turmoil!

When...when did these two get together?!

The little princess of the Sun family has incredibly high standards, how could she possibly fall for this boy?

Could this kid have some other amazing skill besides being stubborn?!

Huo Quan, who was already sitting in the rest area, was dumbfounded, and his eyes were practically popping out of their sockets!

Then, the resentment in his eyes deepened even further...

The atmosphere became increasingly tense in the following matches.

The students of Chiwu Martial Arts School demonstrated an extremely high level of tactical skill.

With Huo Quan absent, the students on the dome who went up, although not at a disadvantage in strength, were repeatedly defeated by the opponent who used speed to outmaneuver them, exhausting their stamina and seizing their weaknesses.

The scales of victory have clearly tipped in favor of Akatsuki.

A sense of frustration gradually settled on the faces of the other dome trainees.

"Next match, Dome Martial Arts Gym, Wei Xiu! Get ready!"

Referee Liu Song's loud voice finally called out Wei Xiu's name.

"Old Wei, have you figured it out yet?" Lin Qi leaned forward and asked nervously.

Wei Xiu nodded, his gaze sharp as a knife.

"I can see that. The fighting styles of the Red Warriors are very consistent; they all pursue extreme speed and combos."

As he spoke, Wei Xiu couldn't help but compare Chi Wu's style with the Tiger Subduing Fist.

Chiwu's style is like the prototype of the Tiger Subduing Fist, which weakens the power by countless times but pushes the punching frequency to the extreme!

If the Tiger-Taming Fist is a series of heavy hammer blows, then this is a continuous rain of pebbles!

Sun Na's cool voice could be heard from afar in the audience.

"This is the Wind Hunting Fist, one of Chiwu's signature martial arts techniques. It's specifically designed to counter the Thunderclap Fist, a powerful and sweeping style commonly practiced in our Dome!"

"This can be considered a representation of the decades-long feud and rivalry between our two martial arts schools!"

"When fighting them, don't engage in a bloody battle of attrition. Seize the opportunity and deliver a fatal blow!"

"clear."

Wei Xiu responded, stretched his limbs, and walked towards the arena.

Although his immortality talent still had a few days of cooldown, the increase in his physical strength meant that the originally crippling injury no longer posed a significant obstacle.

He flipped over and leaped onto the ring, standing still.

Liu Song then walked to Wei Xiu's side, looked at Chi Wu, and said loudly:

"Dome Martial Arts School, Wei Xiu! Crimson Martial Arts School, which student will step forward to fight?"