Set a goal, and the system takes over the body.

Chapter 77 Han Zhou's Defeat! The Battle for the Top Spot!

But----

Han Zhou's plan failed!

Qin Zhi seemed to have calculated the exact point where Han Zhou's hand would land, his body turning to the side with perfect precision, the hem of his shirt almost brushing past Han Zhou's hand as it parted.

That dodge completely neutralized all of his strength.

If the obvious force cannot be applied, then the hidden force has nowhere to go.

Both visible and hidden strength require physical contact to be effective.

If you miss, even the strongest force is wasted.

Han Zhou didn't even manage to touch the hem of Qin Zhi's clothes.

Han Zhou's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints at that moment, and an unprecedented chill surged in his heart.

"Bang!!"

Before he could retract his palm strike and while his body was still on the verge of losing its balance, he was struck head-on by Qin Zhi's punch.

The punch was so fast that its trajectory was impossible to see.

With a muffled thud, the fist struck his chest squarely, the force penetrating deep into his body.

With a snap, his sternum broke.

The sound was crisp and piercing, like a thick tree branch being snapped in half.

Han Zhou was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which dispersed in the air.

He crashed to the ground, his body bouncing several times.

His fingers weakly dug at the ground a couple of times, but he still couldn't get up.

"Han Zhou—has he lost?"

Many of the martial artists participating in the competition were completely astonished.

Han Zhou, who was hailed as the number one young person in Tianfu, and who had recently boasted on stage that he would fight five people at once, was actually defeated by a disciple of the Iron Fist Sect who was participating in the Tianfu Martial Arts Tournament for the first time.

They lost so decisively, without any chance to fight back!

The people from Zhentian Martial Arts School were the first to get restless.

Several disciples suddenly stood up, causing their chairs to tip over.

Pang Qing stared intently at Qin Zhi on the stage, his facial muscles twitching slightly, his fingers gripping the armrests of his chair, veins bulging from the back of his hands down his arms.

"Click-clack—"

The handrail shattered into wood chips, which fell softly from between his fingers.

He had been counting on Han Zhou to cripple Qi Xiuyuan in the second round; this was his last hope and Zhentian Martial Arts School's chance to turn the tide.

But now.

Han Zhou was defeated by a sudden, unexpected opponent before he could even exchange blows with Qi Xiuyuan.

Damn it!

"Master, Senior Brother Han's sternum has been broken."

A disciple from Zhentian Martial Arts School quickly checked Han Zhou's injuries and then turned around and called out.

Pang Qing's face was gloomy.

"Carry him to see a doctor!"

People from Zhentian Martial Arts School.

One was crippled, one was seriously injured, and three surrendered.

All five were eliminated.

Pang Qing had no face to stay any longer; if he stayed any longer, he would only become a laughingstock.

He turned abruptly and led the martial arts school members away dejectedly.

Qi Xiuyuan and the others were also surprised.

No one expected that Han Zhou would lose so quickly, so miserably, and so suddenly.

"This Qin Zhi is quite strong. When did the Iron Fist Sect produce such a ruthless character?"

"Just now, he cornered Han Zhou at the edge of the arena, then deliberately created an opening, waiting for Han Zhou to fall into his trap. And that quick movement was so precise and subtle; he deserved to win!"

"That flash just now, if it had been half a second earlier, Han Zhou would have stopped his move; if it had been half a second later, he would have been hit. Jin's timing was perfect."

"Hehe, it's quite unexpected that a kid in the Inner Strength Realm could put on such a wonderful fight. The quality of this year's martial arts competition is much higher than in previous years."

"This Qin Zhi has a rich fighting spirit. He is probably not much worse than us. Judging from the way he throws punches, his Hundred Forged Iron Fist is at least at the Great Completion stage, and he may have already touched the threshold of perfection."

Several experts at the Minggu Realm gave Qin Zhi very high marks.

Hong Tianxiao's face was full of smiles.

Iron Fist Sect is about to make a name for itself.

On the martial arts stage, Qin Zhi's gaze swept around, passing over Shen Feiyi and many experts at the Inner Strength Realm, before finally landing on Qi Xiuyuan.

"No one else will do."

He spoke, his voice not loud, but everyone present could hear him clearly.

"You're not bad. Come on up, let's have a showdown, and then this martial arts competition can be over."

A hush fell over the room; everyone was stunned.

Someone opened their mouth, wanting to say something, but found that they couldn't find any reason to refute it.

Having witnessed the strength of Qin Zhi and Qi Xiuyuan, the other martial artists participating in the competition had no confidence to refute them.

Qin Zhi severely injured Han Zhou, and Qi Xiuyuan crippled Pang Yilie.

These two competitions were like two mountains weighing heavily on everyone's hearts, making it difficult to even lift their heads.

Even Shen Feiyi, who was in the late stage of the Inner Strength Realm, did not raise any objections.

She looked down at the red-tasseled spear in her hand, then looked up at Qi Xiuyuan and Qin Zhi, her lips pressed into a straight line, and finally just shook her head slightly.

No matter how good her marksmanship was, it couldn't surpass Qin Zhi's iron fist and the unassuming Qi Xiuyuan.

Everyone tacitly agreed.

The two strongest players in this year's Tianfu Martial Arts Tournament are Qi Xiuyuan and Qin Zhi.

Their duel was a battle for supremacy.

There is no suspense.

It's like two mountains standing in front of you, while everyone else is just a stone at the foot of the mountain, no matter how hard they try, they can never reach that height.

All eyes were on Qi Xiuyuan.

Hundreds of eyes turned to look at them, some expectant, some nervous, some envious, and some waiting to see them make a fool of themselves.

Qi Xiuyuan slowly stood up.

"In Tianfu City, there are countless talents, and many of them live in seclusion. You and I only came to the surface and became known to the world because we participated in the martial arts competition. Don't use your narrow-minded perspective to judge the talents of Tianfu's martial arts world."

His voice wasn't loud.

But it made many young martial artists who felt frustrated feel like they had finally gotten a sense of relief.

Responding voices rang out from all directions.

"That's right! Young Master Qi is right!" A rogue martial artist, whose head was suppressed by Qin Zhi's arrogance, shouted first.

"Young Master Qi is indeed wise. His vision is far beyond what some people can match. Is it so great just because you have a strong fist? There are many masters in Tianfu City, they just didn't come to participate in the martial arts competition."

Even many experts at the Minggu Realm secretly agreed with these remarks.

Someone stroked his beard and chuckled softly.

Someone raised their teacup to cover their mouth in approval.

The Qi family's magnanimity is indeed much better than that arrogant kid from the Iron Fist Sect.

"Hmph! Enough with the nonsense. Give me a straight answer, whether you want to fight or not. If you're afraid of being crippled, you can kneel down and beg for mercy. If I'm in a good mood, I might even take you in as a watchdog."

Qin Zhi scoffed dismissively.

Qi Xiuyuan did not show any anger; his eyes were sharp yet calm.

In this world, might makes right.

"Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

He walked step by step toward the training ground.

The two stood facing each other.

They were two zhang apart, and it seemed as if two invisible forces were clashing in the air.

Looking at the two people who had already stood on the martial arts stage.

The group of experts at the Bone-Reaching Realm couldn't help but become interested.