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

"Let her go, she's just a defeated opponent."

Wei Xiu didn't even lift his eyelids, completely ignoring Shen Gui's death stare.

Although this woman was a bit arrogant, her moves were all quite proper.

According to Wu Youxinsheng's statement, there's no need to worry about what she might do offstage.

Moreover, since it's a points system, it saves me from getting injured and I can just steadily score points.

With the rewards explained, the competition began, and the team leaders from each martial arts school stepped forward to draw lots.

Soon, the match list scrolled down on the big screen.

In the seventeenth match, Wei Xiu faced Sun Bin from the Eagle Martial Arts School.

There is no further information beyond that, so it seems we'll have to wait until we get on stage to find out the level of our opponents.

Huo Quan will have to wait until the 23rd match, while Shen Gui will be scheduled for the 30th match.

"Match 1: Qingfeng Martial Arts School vs. Kuangshi Martial Arts School! Contestants, come to the stage!"

Time was limited, and with Liu Song's command, two students flipped onto the ring.

All eyes were instantly drawn to it, eager to see how well this first battle would go.

However, the battle ended much faster than anyone had imagined!

"The match begins!"

No sooner had Liu Song finished speaking than the crew-cut boy in the Qingfeng Martial Arts School uniform, without even making the most basic probing move, stomped his right foot on the anti-slip mat, and with a piercing sonic boom, he was instantly launched into the air!

The boy in mid-air rolled several times, and his right leg, like a giant axe, brought with it a very obvious, almost tangible, light blue Yuan energy wave, and chopped down on his opponent!

"A high-grade Yellow-level Stone-Splitting Leg?!"

The student from the Mad Lion Martial Arts School was shocked and hurriedly raised his arms to try to block.

"Bang!!!"

A muffled thud that sent a jolt through your heart!

The student from the Mad Lion Martial Arts Academy was struck as if by a hydraulic press! His arms instantly deformed, and he slid backwards for seven or eight meters, blasted off the edge of the ring!

Instant kill! A complete and utter crushing defeat!

The entire arena was deathly silent for a full two seconds, then erupted in a deafening roar of surprise!

"Energy is radiating outwards! Blood and qi are surging like a rainbow! That's a sign that the meridians have been opened!"

"Holy crap! This is definitely a near-martial artist, no doubt about it! He's already a near-martial artist with over 500 Yuan Power!"

Huo Quan, who had just been enjoying the praise, turned pale the moment he looked at the proud, crew-cut youth standing on the stage.

500 Yuan Power! Quasi-Martial Artist!

Is there really such a prodigy in Linghai City? He became a quasi-martial artist in his senior year of high school?

How are we supposed to fight like this?!

"My God...who is that guy?" Lin Qi was also dumbfounded.

Immediately, someone nearby recognized the boy on stage with a serious expression, their voice trembling.

"It's Xing Ming, the number one prodigy from Linghai No. 2 High School!"

"I've heard of him. This freak broke through the 500 Yuan Power mark just six months ago, when he was only seventeen!"

"It was already at 500 six months ago?!"

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with horror.

Wei Xiu stared at Xing Ming on the stage, who had instantly killed his opponent, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Instead of fear, the fighting spirit within him was completely ignited at this moment!

……

Xing Ming's astonishingly quick kill completely opened the curtain on this joint elimination tournament.

In the following dozen or so battles, although no more near-martial arts prodigies like Xing Ming with Yuan Power exceeding 500 appeared, those who could stand on this stage were all top students carefully selected by various martial arts schools.

Most of them had a Yuan Power of over 420 or 430 points, and some even approached 480 points!

Various Yellow-level martial arts techniques flourished on the arena, including agile and unpredictable palm strikes and powerful and heavy leg strikes, dazzling the audience.

Wei Xiu sat in the contestants' area, his eyes fixed on the arena, silently memorizing the contestants' moves and the details of their use of elemental power.

"It seems that none of those who made it into the finals are mediocre at all," Wei Xiu thought to himself.

"The martial arts foundation in Linghai City is indeed much deeper than the basics taught in schools. I absolutely cannot be careless in the slightest."

In the blink of an eye, more than an hour had passed.

"Match 17! Wei Xiu from the Dome Martial Arts School versus Sun Bin from the Azure Eagle Martial Arts School! Please come to the stage!"

Referee Liu Song's voice resonated throughout the stadium via the sound system.

"Old Wei, it's your turn!" Lin Qi stood up abruptly, patted Wei Xiu on the back hard, and excitedly waved his fist.

"Don't be nervous, take it one step at a time! Let's get this dome off to a great start!"

Several apprentices from the nearby dome also spoke up to encourage him.

"Go, Wei Ge! Show them what real tough guys are like!"

"We've taken the lead and secured these three points!"

Wei Xiu nodded, took off his coat, took a deep breath, and leaped onto the ring.

On the other side of the ring, his opponent, Sun Bin, had already taken his place.

Sun Bin's physique is not burly; in fact, he is even a bit thinner than Wei Xiu, with well-proportioned and unexaggerated muscle lines.

But his hands were startling to behold!

Those hands were unusually large, and the skin had a grayish-white, withered texture, covered with thick calluses and cracked lines.

Rather than resembling a high school student's hands, they look more like the bark of an old tree that has been exposed to wind and sun for years! They even have a faint, rock-like sheen!

"The match begins!"

With Liu Song's command, a five-minute countdown lit up on the big screen.

Surprisingly, Sun Bin did not launch a fierce attack immediately like the previous players, nor did he adopt any defensive stance.

He simply raised his rough hands slightly and approached Wei Xiu step by step with extremely slow pace.

During this slow movement, his chest, ribs, and lower body were almost completely exposed, leaving him wide open and vulnerable!

The crowd was stunned and whispered among themselves. They had never seen a fighter so brazenly expose his weaknesses on the ring.

Wei Xiu was also slightly taken aback, but his combat instincts, honed from years of walking on the edge of getting beaten up, were sounding alarm bells!

There is definitely extreme danger hidden behind this abnormal behavior!

"Don't let your opponents influence you; maintaining your own rhythm is key to a good start!"

Wei Xiu silently recited Li Bulong's teachings and began to move.

However, it's not the Tiger-Taming Fist, but rather the most solid basic fighting stance taught in schools.

He took quick, light steps and closed in on Sun Bin, throwing a jab straight at Sun Bin's chin!

Faced with this sharp probing, Sun Bin neither dodged nor avoided it, but simply lowered his head slightly.

"Bang!"

Wei Xiu's fist slammed solidly into Sun Bin's jaw.

However, the sensation he felt made Wei Xiu's pupils shrink instantly!