Good martial arts in the city, many children, many blessings

Old Fang smiled kindly at Yu Meimei, "Little girl, would you like to continue?"

A look of eager anticipation appeared in Yu Meimei's eyes.

The battle ended so quickly that she felt like she hadn't adjusted yet and wasn't tired at all.

She can still fight, but...

Yu Meimei pursed her lips and gave the bishop a pitiful wink.

Liu Yanran calmly shook her head.

Perhaps she was happy inside, because she quickly offered an explanation.

"This is just a simple trial; your battlefield is not here."

His tone was calm and casual, as if victory was something that should naturally occur.

But to the ears of the Serpent Pavilion Master, all he heard was arrogance and barbarity, as if they were nothing.

What is a simple trial?

What do you mean your battlefield isn't here?

Good heavens, so their actions, which risked the future of the martial arts school, were actually not worth mentioning in her eyes.

Arrogant, cocky, it's fucking infuriating.

The Snake Pavilion Master was so angry that her molars clenched, but she was powerless against the odds and could only swallow her anger.

"Mr. Fang, we'll make a substitution for the next match. Yu Meimei will be replaced, and Qiao Yuerong will be in!"

"Wait!" The Serpent Pavilion Master hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Elder Fang, I request a battle analysis!"

Old Fang's lips twitched. "Are you sure?"

Old Fang strongly suspected that the owner of the Serpent Pavilion was trying to buy time so that he could devise a targeted tactic.

But in his opinion, it was completely unnecessary!

The fight was simple. In short, it was just a punch that broke a finger bone, a punch that broke a sternum, and a flying kick to the neck that knocked him unconscious.

Then, the battle ended.

Old Master Fang did not believe that the Snake Pavilion Master could not see the brief movements of the two fighting, nor did he believe that she could not see the fatality behind it.

However, as a witness to the Martial Alliance, he could not refuse the reasonable requests of both sides in the fight.

Old Fang, who had refused to work overtime since retiring, shook his head at the owner of the Spirit Serpent Pavilion.

"What don't you understand?"

The owner of the Spirit Serpent Pavilion turned pale and looked down at the spot where Wang Lin had fallen.

"I don't know about the others, but Wang Lin's punch weighs 932 kilograms. Add to that his mastery of basic boxing techniques, and the power of his punch reaches 1120 kilograms, which is far beyond that of an ordinary beginner martial artist."

"I don't understand. How could a freshman who has only been in university for less than a year, who isn't even a quasi-martial artist, possibly break Wang Lin's finger bones by attacking him head-on?"

Despite her reluctance to believe it, the Snake Pavilion Master felt that she had been set up.

She suspected Wang Lin of fixing the match, but couldn't figure out why she could have been bribed.

Old Fang shook his head and sighed, "You're overthinking it. The reason is actually very simple, but you just don't want to believe it."

Old Fang turned to look at Yu Meimei, who was blinking, and wrinkles immediately appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"Little girl, your Tiger Cannon Fist must have reached a certain level of proficiency by now!"

Yu Meimei's eyebrows arched happily, and she nodded vigorously, saying, "Mmm!"

Old Fang was in a great mood. He glanced sideways at the owner of the Spirit Serpent Pavilion and, seeing that many audience members still didn't understand, casually remarked.

"The lifting strength testing machine is ready!"

The Snake Martial Arts School Master nodded, and several martial arts students behind her immediately rushed into the school.

Before long, they came out carrying a strength testing device, looking quite strained.

With one foot planted on the base of the boxing stance, Old Fang smiled and said to Yu Meimei, "Relax and try those fighting moves again!"

Yu Meimei obediently nodded, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly.

Every move was filled with the nervous ritualistic feeling of a novice.

However, the next second.

Yu Meimei's expression turned serious, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes. The instant her right fist slammed heavily onto the pulldown punching bag, her left fist, which had been gathering power for a fraction of a second, followed by a flying kick...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three times in a row, the sound was like muffled thunder passing through everyone's ears.

The strength tester screen began to flash rapidly with the strength values ​​from earlier.

1284 kg

1276 kg

1291 kg

The more admiring Fang Lao's expression became, the darker the Spirit Serpent Pavilion Master's face grew.

The bewildered audience members in the audience suddenly realized what was going on.

"If Wang Lin, weighing 1120 kg, were to collide head-on with Yu Meimei, who weighs 1284 kg, wouldn't it be Wang Lin's bones that break?"

The owner of the Spirit Serpent Pavilion looked at Yu Meimei, who hadn't even taken a deep breath after her three consecutive strikes, with a complex expression in his eyes.

Master Fang's simple guidance was absorbed by the other party in the blink of an eye.

This visible progress filled her with envy and jealousy.

Why can't the Spirit Serpent Martial Arts Academy find such martial arts geniuses?

"Yu, is this Meimei?"

The owner of the Snake Martial Arts School forced a smile: "Are you the most skilled student in your school?"

"No, I'm the worst..."

"Ahem!"

Old Fang suddenly coughed loudly, interrupting Yu Meimei's voice.

Yu Meimei blinked in surprise, turned to look at the Master of the Spirit Serpent Pavilion, and honestly finished speaking.

"Several of my senior classmates are better than me!"

Old Fang's face darkened, and he shook his head helplessly, "I can't help it!"

But in response to Yu Meimei's respectful bow, he still returned a kind smile.

"The little girl is so polite, it can't be her fault. It's all... the bad guys are too evil!"

Old Fang looked at the owner of the Spirit Serpent Pavilion, his eyes filled with displeasure and warning.

"Although the Martial Alliance advocates for friendly competition in the arena, it does not condone your blatant act of eavesdropping on the combat abilities of other schools' students."

The owner of the Serpent Pavilion bowed with a pained expression, apologizing profusely.

She's now in a difficult situation.

Yu Meimei seemed to have made a silly slip of the tongue, but it wasn't the answer she wanted to hear.

Are you kidding me?

Her family has been running a martial arts school for so many years. In good years, they would be lucky to encounter even one martial arts genius. And you're telling me that Liu Yanran has encountered several at once?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The owner of the Serpent Pavilion stared intently at Liu Yanran and said, "You're bluffing me!"

Liu Yanran's eyes were playful. She raised her head slightly and said, "Qiao Yuerong, it's your turn."

Qiao Yuerong excitedly jogged forward, giving Yu Meimei an encouraging high-five along the way.

"Snapped!"

Elder Fang turned his gaze to the Master of the Spirit Serpent Pavilion and asked, "For the second match, who will your side send to fight?"

The Snake Pavilion Master narrowed his snake eyes to slits, his mind racing through information about the students in the pavilion.

After a long while, she finally let out a long sigh.

"Why!"

In this round, regardless of whether she fell into Liu Yanran's pre-arranged psychological trap, it was all over.

But things had come to this point, and she couldn't afford to lose anymore.

"Su Yu!"

A low murmur suddenly rose from the ranks of students at the Snake Martial Arts Academy.

The crowd made way.

A long-faced student with arms that reached past his knees, a tall and slender figure, who stood a head taller than most people, and whose figure was even more standard than that of a model.

Walking along the path cleared on both sides, he respectfully greeted the Master of the Serpent Pavilion, "Master!"

"Tiger Cannon Fist is the main force, focusing on explosive power. You should go up there and move around, engaging in close combat..."

The owner of the Serpent Pavilion narrowed his eyes, a fierce glint flashing within them.

Su Yu immediately nodded in understanding, "Find an opportunity, wear her down, and then close in and finish her off!"

……

Qiao Yuerong assumed a bow stance and immediately unleashed a powerful cannon punch.

With a light step, Su Yu's entire body suddenly transformed into a boneless serpent, her hand spitting out silver threads, her fingers forming a palm, aimed directly at Qiao Yuerong's throat.

Qiao Yuerong lowered her chin, bent her upper body into an arch, gripped the ground with her left foot, and kicked her right foot like a spear piercing her heart.

Su Yu used the same trick again, shifting her waist to the side and dodging the attack.

A hint of smugness flashed in Qiao Yuerong's eyes. She stomped down with her raised foot, twisted her waist in mid-air, and swung her leg down like a white tiger whipping its tail, delivering a powerful kick as if chopping down with an axe.

"Again?" Su Yu was startled, and her whole body suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground like a snake.

With feet hooked like hooks, he quickly moved left and right, his legs like snakes, twisting his body to the edge of the ring. With a straighten of his waist, he instantly stood up.

Qiao Yuerong kicked into empty air, then turned around and used the momentum to land back on defense.

He crossed his arms over his chest, a hint of frustration on his face. "So close!"

Su Yu's gaze lingered briefly on Qiao Yuerong's chest, which the female martial artist considered a burden.

Then it quickly landed on her two straight, upright thighs.

"Play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses; are you good at leg techniques?"

He glanced at Liu Yanran out of the corner of his eye, "Looks like you have a good teacher. Coincidentally, I have one too!"

But when I remembered the teacher's earnest advice from the audience, I quickly suppressed my impatience.

"No rush, let's try again!"

Su Yu's one hand snaked forward, while the other coiled like a snake exhaling, its fangs hidden.

With a light tap of her toes, her entire body moved like a python, rising and falling...

Qiao Yuerong was like a cannonball that crashed down on her head.

"Damn it, don't hide if you've got the guts!"

"Hehe, little sister, you're so impatient!"

Su Yu's palm was pressed against Qiao Yuerong's arm, and her whole body flowed directly under Qiao's armpit like water.

His back hand, like a snake spitting its tongue, plunged straight into her back.

Suddenly, the air in front of her vanished, and a gust of wind swept in from behind. Qiao Yuerong lunged forward, using her hands and feet as a springboard, and delivered a groin kick straight at her...

Su Yu slapped down with her palm, using the force to retreat and reopen the battlefield.