We made you practice martial arts, and you've mastered the Great Golden Body?

Chapter 78 Shen Bailian's Unparalleled Talent

"what happened?"

Most of the spectators who came to watch the match were of relatively low skill level. They tried to understand what had just happened and why the situation had changed so quickly, but they were completely baffled.

The battle was happening so fast that we might only be able to draw any conclusions if we slowed down and observed carefully after we got back.

"Am I seeing things? How did the situation turn around so quickly?"

"What just happened? Li Hongling actually lost!"

The audience members' faces showed surprise and disbelief, their eyes were filled with astonishment, and they felt dazed, wondering if they were sleep-deprived or seeing things.
"Is there some inside story?"

Of course, some viewers were starting to wonder if the match was rigged.

From their perspective, Shen Bailian struggled in the first two matches, each lasting about ten minutes, and ultimately secured his advancement only at the cost of one minor injury and one serious injury.

During the finals, Li Hongling consistently pressured Shen Bailian in the early and middle stages. Even when she was careless and took a punch head-on, she didn't suffer much damage.

however.

After only about ten seconds of respite, Shen Bailian seemed to have taken drugs, his strength underwent a dramatic change, and he unleashed a powerful offensive.

At the same time, Li Hongling, who had originally held the advantage, suddenly declined in condition, acting as if she had been drinking fake alcohol, with sluggish reactions and a significant reduction in strength.

However, many people also noticed something unusual.

"How can a martial arts apprentice of this age possess such powerful mental strength?"

Of course, among such a large audience, there must have been many martial artists at the Life Establishment Realm, and they all noticed the boy's almost tangible gaze.

This is a sign that one's mental strength has broken through to level 3.0.

At the apprentice stage of martial arts training, there are currently no methods to improve mental strength. Mental suppression is much more effective than simple physical suppression.

As you can see, Li Hongling's combat power has been reduced by one-tenth or one-twelfth.

"Linglong, how are you feeling?"

Guan Canghai turned to look at Yu Linglong beside him and asked.

"His talent is extraordinary; his future is limitless."

"Hongling's loss this time was not unjust, but it's good that way, her path to growth has been too smooth."

Yu Linglong looked at the boy on the arena who was still standing firm and unyielding, and for a moment she couldn't help but murmur a sound. A hint of approval showed in her eyes.

To possess such strong mental power at such a young age, to the point of almost materialization, can only be attributed to innate talent.

Duan Wuyai looked at the tall and upright young man on the stage, his eyes filled with admiration and satisfaction, as if he saw a reflection of his own youth.

No.

He might be even stronger than he was when he was young!
After all, Shen Bailian is only seventeen years old this year.

"Qingqing, Xiaotao."

An aged voice rang in the minds of the hosts, Qingqing and Xiaotao; it was a telepathic transmission.

"Lord Kong."

Upon hearing this, the hosts, Qingqing and Xiaotao, immediately looked respectfully at the sprightly and dignified elderly man on the stage.

"We have already discussed it, and there will be no cheating in this final." The voice continued, "We can now announce the champion of this martial arts competition: Shen Bailian."

"Yes."

The two bowed in unison, then exchanged a glance. Simultaneously, they used their minds to control the frisbee, sending it soaring above the arena. Looking towards the murmuring audience, they announced loudly:
"After deliberation by the organizing committee, the final champion of this Bozhou City Martial Arts Competition is..."

The two paused for a moment, then, under the expectant gaze of the audience, they...

"Shen! Bai! Lian!" They pronounced the victor's name clearly and loudly, their voices echoing throughout the massive Xuan Niao Stadium, the lingering sound reaching the ears of all the spectators.

"We won! We won! Our son won!"

Upon hearing the champion's name, Shen's mother burst into tears and clung tightly to Shen Zhenxing's chest.

Even Shen Zhenxing couldn't contain his joy. Looking at the audience around him, he excitedly shouted, "That's my son! My son, Shen Bailian, is the champion!!!"

However, their voices were drowned out by the tide of sound, and no one cared what they were saying.

because.

At the moment the champion was confirmed, the audience's eyes were only on one figure: that tall, handsome young man with striking eyebrows and bright eyes.

The stands were teeming with people, rising and falling like waves. Everyone's face was filled with excitement and exhilaration. The cheers were deafening, as if the air itself was trembling, instantly engulfing the entire stadium.

"Really won!"

Wei Peng stared at the young man on the stage, utterly shocked, as if he were dreaming.

wrong.

He dreamt all night that Shen Bailian lost, and he dreamt that he and Qi Shiyu went to comfort Shen Bailian.

"What a terrifying rate of growth."

Gao Lei straightened up, his gaze deep. He clearly saw Shen Bailian's performance, and without realizing it, a thick barrier had formed between the two of them.

Xiao Yan and Huang Xu nodded in agreement. Before the competition, their best prediction for Shen Bailian was that he would come in second place.

Those who truly know the situation understand that, without the participation of bloodline martial artists, Li Hongling is undoubtedly the number one. In the face of an absolute power gap, any fancy techniques would be meaningless.

Outside the Blackbird Stadium.

"What?" Chen Youcai heard the cheers and jubilation inside, turned around, and asked the ordinary-looking boy in front of him, "Aren't you going to wait until the competition is completely over before leaving?"

"No."

Zhang Hao shook his head firmly. He knew exactly what he had to do. "The goal has been achieved, hasn't it?"

He participated in this eight-school martial arts competition because he wanted to assess his own strength and see where he ranked among his peers in Bozhou.

"Right."

Chen Youcai looked at Zhang Hao with pity. This kid was too mature and sensible, which made people feel sorry for him. "Then let's go together."

With that, he walked away into the distance without looking back.

"Ok?"

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, a look of astonishment flashing in his eyes, just about to say something.

"What?" Chen Youcai turned around and glanced at the boy, then said with a smile, "Hurry up and follow me. If I leave you alone in the wilderness, Ru Ru will give me a good scolding when I get home."

Looking at the middle-aged man's back, Zhang Hao felt a warm current flow through his heart. He wanted to say something, but hesitated and finally jogged after him.

Inside the gymnasium.

"One more! One more! One more!"

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Hearing the shouts that seemed to surge like a tide, Shen Bailian took a deep breath and slowly raised his arm, extending three fingers as before.

In an instant.

The audience shouted even louder.

(End of this chapter)