Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 10 The Great Good Man

"I will arrange for you to go on stage today, so be prepared."

In front of many martial arts team members, Huang Hai directly told Gao Wu about today's arrangements, which made the faces of several martial arts team members who had always been substitutes look a little ugly.

The coach wields absolute authority in the martial arts team; no one dares to defy him even with corporal punishment or verbal abuse. Not to mention, no one dares to question his personnel arrangements.

However, Gao Wu, who had always been a substitute, suddenly got the chance to play, and the other substitutes couldn't hide their jealousy.

"I will do my best to not let the school or the coach down." Gao Wu had already guessed that he would have a chance to perform on stage today, so he was not surprised.

"Very good." Huang Hai could tell that Gao Wu was eager to show off, but he didn't care.

After Gao Wu and the others went outside to warm up, Huang Long asked Huang Hai with some concern, "Third Uncle, are you really going to let him go on stage?"

“The school leaders are watching, and so many students are watching. It wouldn’t be right not to let him go on stage.”

Huang Hai glanced at his nephew. This guy was really not very bright. If he wasn't his own nephew, he would have kicked him away.

He patiently explained to Huang Long, "Bai Xiang from No. 6 Middle School is ranked thirty-second in points. He is 2.1 meters tall and has recently gained weight to 150 kilograms. His punching power can reach 1,000 kilograms, but it is not stable enough. He is working so hard because he is definitely trying to break into the top ten in points."

"You can't beat Bai Xiang. That kid is ruthless. Don't try to fight him head-on, or you'll get hurt and cause serious trouble."

"Let Gao Wu suffer a bit and be humiliated in public. This setback will motivate him to improve his strength at all costs."

Huang Hai said calmly, "He'll be the one begging me to buy the Blood Dragon Elixir then."

Huang Long scratched his head with his big, thick hand: "What if Gao Wu beats Bai Xiang?"

“Bai Xiang is practically a high-level martial artist. He’s such a big guy and he’s also skilled in wrestling. How can a high-level martial artist win?” Huang Hai explained impatiently, waving his hand to tell his nephew to get lost.

At 2:45, the host took the stage to warm up the crowd, and a group of girls in pretty dresses danced around the ring. Amidst the deafening music, the atmosphere in the martial arts hall quickly became lively.

The members of the No. 6 Middle School Martial Arts Team sat in the south seats of the away team, and a group of teenagers watched the cheerleading girls with great interest.

This cheerleading style, introduced from the League of Gods, has become a regular feature of various sporting events. The effect is always excellent.

The coach from No. 6 Middle School didn't stop them; it's perfectly normal for energetic teenagers to like looking at pretty girls. No. 6 Middle School's strength was definitely superior to No. 9 Middle School, so he didn't need to be too strict with his players.

The dancing girls were all students from No. 9 Middle School, and they usually played some tricks to tease the visiting team. However, there was a very tall guy on the visiting team whose bulging muscles couldn't be hidden even by his wide red martial arts uniform.

The man was sitting there, and he was about the same height as them. He had a large face with narrow eyes, giving him a menacing look.

Many cheerleaders felt flustered the moment their eyes met his. Their dance moves became distorted with nervousness…

Meanwhile, Song Mingyue was watching the game online via her tablet.

The middle school martial arts league is very well-established. When broadcasting online, simple data cards are provided for the athletes on stage so that viewers can easily access the information.

Song Mingyue had no interest in Bai Xiang; her gaze fell on Gao Wu in the corner of the screen.

Gao Wu was dressed in a gray-white martial arts uniform, and his figure was tall and slender. He wasn't the tallest, but his posture was the most relaxed and natural.

Even through the screen, Song Mingyue could faintly sense the harmonious blend of inner and outer beauty emanating from Gao Wu.

Song Mingyue possesses strong mental power and keen perception; in this respect, she is even stronger than her father, who is a warrior.

In her opinion, Gao Wu should have already grasped some of the essence of the Nine Forms of the Dragon. At Gao Wu's age, his body is in its golden growth stage, and his strength, agility, and reaction time can all increase rapidly.

The cultivation of martial arts methods, however, requires time to mature and cannot be rushed.

The realm of martial arts masters is limited to the level of mastering physical strength. Therefore, most martial artists are impatient for quick results and like to use drugs to stimulate their bodies.

That guy with the white collar is a perfect example. He's tall, strong, and very intimidating.

Gao Wu's physical strength should be much weaker, but he has obtained a bit of the essence of the Nine Forms of the Dragon, so in terms of martial arts realm, he has already surpassed all the young martial artists present.

Not to mention, Gao Wu's ability to withstand the frigid air of White Scale Lake demonstrates his exceptional physique. This is precisely what interests her most. Today, she hopes Gao Wu can reveal even more...

The professional martial arts referees of the Tianwu Association took to the stage, and the competition officially began.

Each league has five players, ranked by their position: Vanguard, Vice-General, General, Captain, and Commander.

Each battle consists of three rounds, each lasting three minutes.

According to the rules, the home team's players go on stage first, and the away team can adjust their lineup as needed. The winning team can continue fighting, while the losing team can freely choose their players.

According to Huang Hai's pre-arranged tactics, the first to appear from No. 9 Middle School was Monkey, who specialized in White Ape Fist, was agile and nimble, and was also proficient in joint locks.

As a vanguard, even if you can't defeat the opponent, you can still outmaneuver them and wear them down.

Bai Xiang, the first to appear from No. 6 Middle School, is 2.1 meters tall, and his exaggerated muscles make his body look like a square.

The monkey was only 1.7 meters tall and weighed only a little over a third of the white-faced monkey. Standing opposite the white-faced monkey, it looked like a small child.

The enormous size difference between the two drew gasps from the audience.

Bai Xiang, as the strongest general of the Sixth Middle School, surprisingly took the lead and was the first to appear, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Clearly, Bai Xiang wants to get five wins and points by himself, achieving a one-versus-five victory!

The monkey on the ring turned pale. He looked helplessly at Coach Huang Hai in the corner of the ring, hoping that the coach could give him some pointers.

The fact that they faced Bai Xiang in the first match was far from Huang Hai's tactical plan.

Huang Hai's face darkened; the way No. 6 Middle School was behaving was too disgusting. He coldly said to Monkey, "Fight him, try to exhaust his strength."

While being heavy is certainly an advantage, it also means greater energy expenditure. Even with injections of medication, one might not be able to last five games.

The referee waved his hands, signaling the start of the match.

The monkey tried to back away to create some distance. But Bai Xiang lunged at the monkey in a flash. The monkey hurriedly dodged to the side, but Bai Xiang suddenly changed direction and swept his leg across, hitting the monkey's thigh as it tried to dodge.

With a powerful sweeping kick, the monkey stumbled and fell. Before the monkey even landed, Bai Xiang had already turned around. He took a small step, calmly adjusted his posture, and unleashed a powerful kick, using an extremely ferocious soccer kick that slammed into the monkey's chest.

With a muffled thud, the monkey, which had been thrown sideways, was sent flying several meters away and crashed into the tempered glass wall. Its eyes rolled back and it immediately lost consciousness.

Huang Long and the other members of the martial arts team all paled. That kick was too vicious; they didn't know how many of Monkey's ribs were broken, and his internal organs might have been injured as well. Such a serious injury could even ruin Monkey's martial arts future.

With such a significant advantage, winning would have been easy for Bai Xiang, yet he acted so ruthlessly, clearly to show off his power.

The thousands of junior high school students inside the martial arts hall were unusually quiet. Even though they were frequent spectators, the scene was still very impactful.

Only a group of students from No. 6 Middle School came to watch the match, cheering and shouting loudly. In the huge martial arts hall, the shouts of dozens of students were not loud, but they resounded throughout the entire venue, making all the students from No. 9 Middle School feel that it was unusually noisy!
Bai Xiang paid no attention to the unconscious monkey. He pointed at the members of the Ninth Middle School Martial Arts Team and shouted, "Who's next to die!"

Huang Long, who always considered himself the eldest brother, wanted to step forward, but when Bai Xiang glanced at him with reddened eyes, his anger instantly melted away, and the fear hidden deep in his heart was revealed in his eyes...

The same was true for everyone else; no one dared to meet Bai Xiang's gaze.

Gao Wu ignored the arrogant Bai Xiang and was helping the staff carry the monkey off the stage.

He disliked the cunning and frivolous monkey, but since the monkey was acting this way, he naturally had to help. This was also a good opportunity to gain merit, and he couldn't waste it.

The monkey, its eyes tightly shut, was bleeding from all seven orifices, looking utterly pathetic. He whispered with pity in the monkey's ear, "Are you alright? Why aren't you saying anything? Don't you want to talk? Oh, you've fainted..."

The unconscious monkey remained silent.

“Poor child…” Gao Wu silently recited the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Mantra, touched the monkey’s forehead and gave him a divine blessing.

Regardless of its usefulness, he still gave himself a thumbs up in his heart. He didn't hold grudges and cared for his companion. He was truly a great philanthropist!

(End of this chapter)