CHAPTER 58: CHAPTER 58: IRON-WILLED WANG XUDONG (SEEKING VOTES AND FOLLOWERS)

Both participants are explosive fighters, and the two consecutive collisions ended with Li Xiaoyue flying out.

In martial arts competitions, there’s no concept of men yielding to women; sometimes female martial artists beat men handily.

Here, the winner takes all, and all the loser gets is sympathy!

The audience is now shouting Meng Chuan’s name, clapping and cheering for him.

"He’s really awesome, as fast as lightning, that girl couldn’t react at all."

"I’m not taking substitute orders from freshmen anymore; is he really 16?"

"Infinite Martial Arts Dojo, right? I’m enrolling my kid for an annual package right away."

"It’s worth the money; see, this is what a child taught by a Martial Arts Master looks like."

Xue Na tilted her head and looked at her husband:

"Is this the Martial Arts Family’s daughter you mentioned?"

Meng Yongzhi gave an awkward smile:

"I just didn’t want to underestimate the opponent; overall, Meng Chuan is awesome!"

Meng Yongzhi joined the audience in chanting.

In the waiting area, the Infinite Martial Arts Dojo students watched their senior’s brutal performance, glowing with pride.

They looked at the incredulous group from Cyan Snake Martial Arts Dojo beside them.

"Hey, you over there practicing the snake style, you’re not up to the mark either."

Nobody expected that in just a dozen seconds, Meng Chuan would decisively defeat the favorite Li Xiaoyue from Cyan Snake Martial Arts Dojo.

Luo Guanyun laughed heartily, feeling proud that his disciple made him proud.

Beside him, Liu Sanduo kept complimenting:

"Xiaomeng is outshining the old, the youth is impressive!"

Thinking to himself, earlier he had advised his disciple Chen Xuewu not to go full out against them, feeling a bit ashamed.

Li Cuiqing’s face was indeed green at this point, but she said nothing.

Defeated is defeated, making excuses is useless, thinking she needs to train her daughter harder to avenge today’s defeat!

Meng Chuan first walked off the stage back to the waiting area, Le Ping dashed over with tea.

"Senior brother, have some tea."

Meng Chuan took a sip, then looked at the dojo crowd and declared loudly:

"First round, won!"

"Senior brother, awesome!"

"Congratulations on winning this match, senior brother!"

On stage, the medical staff approached to help Li Xiaoyue off.

They quickly checked her condition; she had slight bruises on her arm, mainly a large fist-sized bruise on her chest, possibly some internal injury, recommending hospital for a thorough check-up.

With the current medical technology and using exotic herbs from the Celestial Demon Realm, she’ll heal quickly and completely.

Li Xiaoyue indeed felt a tightness in her chest; she glared fiercely at Meng Chuan before obediently lying down on the ambulance for hospital treatment.

Meng Chuan smiled bitterly, apologizing repeatedly, fearing to fail due to complacency he indeed dared not hold back!

After some inspections, with no issues, the competition continued.

The remaining two favorites won against their opponents without suspense, smoothly advancing to the quarter-finals.

Their punches and kicks were swift and decisive, Meng Chuan nodded approvingly.

"Both are strong, gotta be careful when facing them."

Wang Xudong from Ape God Martial Arts Dojo also defeated his opponent.

Meng Chuan felt this person’s punches and kicks were quite stiff, although adept at exerting Dark Strength, they fought strictly by routine, overpowering opponents with sheer strength.

During the draw earlier, Meng Chuan found him a bit wooden, didn’t expect his moves to be rigid too.

He vaguely remembered a few comments made about him while practicing Guoyi Fist at school.

"Is this guy Innately deficient?"

"Good!"

Yuan Huan stood up applauding for his beloved disciple, Wang Xudong managed a joyful expression and waved to the Ape God Martial Arts Dojo crowd below.

"Senior brother, awesome!"

Hu Jiarui said this outwardly, but internally was more puzzled.

"This guy looks...stranger than ever."

The first round, 16 into 8, ended, the host came up to liven up the atmosphere.

The advancing players took a rest while preparing for the second-round draw.

At this moment, after defeating Li Xiaoyue, Meng Chuan became the biggest favorite for the championship, and everyone secretly prayed not to face him.

[Ape God Martial Arts Dojo Wang Xudong vs Peak Martial Arts Dojo Chen Xuewu]

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[Infinite Martial Arts Dojo Meng Chuan vs Golden Lion Martial Arts Dojo Fang Yuyang]

Chen Xuewu stepped onto the stage, Meng Chuan shouted encouragingly:

"Go for it!"

Chen Xuewu was shy, hearing Meng Chuan’s encouragement, bowed and smiled in return.

Meng Chuan judged the situation.

"His Xingyi Baji Fist should also be proficient, if that Wang Xudong merely follows routine, it’s hard to win."

The two began to fight, initially Chen Xuewu indeed had the upper hand, his quick short-fist punches dazzled the eyes, Wang Xudong’s movements were far less fluid, being overwhelmed by Chen Xuewu’s close combat and took several heavy punches.

Meng Chuan watched him, ashamed of his previous thoughts, secretly admiring:

"He took so many punches without a sound, without even a frown."

"Wang Xudong is indeed a tough guy!"

Wang Xudong was silent, just took the hits head down.

The whole audience was moved by Wang Xudong’s resilience, defiant like a petrel in a storm!

Chen Xuewu was pounding while frowning; this person was too bizarre, movements were slow, yet always able to counterattack after his own hits, seemingly unaware of pain, like a soulless machine.

Xingyi Baji Fist, emphasizing short burst hits.

Chen Xuewu didn’t defeat the opponent immediately and gradually dragged into stalemate.

The audience cheered and shouted for Wang Xudong, proclaiming this was the essence of martial arts, indomitable!

Judge Yuan Huan frowned secretly:

"What the hell, absorbed a little last match, but this time didn’t absorb any nutrition from the Seed of Fear."

"Martial artist’s willpower is indeed strong, therefore..."

Yuan Huan decided to change approach, although fear from martial artists is firmer, if not absorbed it’s useless.

Since so, why not target ordinary people?

Although ordinary people’s will is scattered, yielding poorer emotion power, isn’t it easy to collect?

The more they fear, the greater the emotional power provided!

"Then I can gain more power and...longevity!"

Excited at the thought, Yuan Huan’s shadow began to twist uneasily.

Martial Arts Master Luo Guanyun first noticed the scene, frowned and reminded:

"Old Yuan!"

Yuan Huan quickly gathered his Heart Spirit to stop the overthinking, channel True Qi to suppress the martial arts force back within.

Seeing no issues, Luo Guanyun didn’t interfere further.

Though the other’s martial arts force had problems, his own unresolved issues kept it irrelevant, having no time to care for others.

Yuan Huan refocused on the match, having just suppressed the ape shadow, Wang Xudong fell apart without his control manipulation.

The host shouted vigorously from the sidelines:

"Wang Xudong is still persisting, he refuses to admit defeat!"

"So young yet possesses an iron will! Long live Great Chu!"

Hu Jiarui watched brother’s tough performance, couldn’t hold it:

"Damn, getting almost killed yet not surrendering?"

"You’re so tough, Xudong, making me feel strange."

Yuan Huan frowned, directly made Wang Xudong fall and concede.

Then immediately started acting, swoosh, flew from the judging seat, cradling Wang Xudong, ran outside the arena.

"Make way, I urgently need to send my beloved disciple to the hospital for treatment."

All were impressed by Wang Xudong’s willpower, applauding and cheering for him.

Chen Xuewu was puzzled, clearly he won, but felt...like winning?

The host declared aloud:

"Disciple’s valiant struggle, master’s loving concern, let’s clap for this martial arts tale!"

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