bookandnovel Chapter 58 Victory
Chapter 58 Victory
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yan's expression, which had just calmed down, instantly fell apart.
Many people at the White Crane Martial Arts School also looked grim.
"Reduce the tuition by 10% next year..." Qin Yan instructed Duan Kang and Qin Yushuang expressionlessly.
Qin Yushuang and Duan Kang both had black lines on their faces, looking somewhat helpless.
"Master, it is because I am incompetent..." Duan Kang sighed.
"It's not your fault..." Qin Yan shook his head: "Try again next year."
He was satisfied with his second disciple; originally, there really was a chance this year, but…
Let's come again next year.
Unlike the low morale at the White Crane Martial Arts School, the martial arts student who had a bye was laughing loudly on the other side:
"Alas!"
"I got a bye! Hahahaha!"
The martial arts performers watching were slightly disdainful of him, but mostly they were envious.
After all, the fame gained through competition is temporary, but the academic achievement lasts a lifetime.
They would be happy to receive even more criticism than the other person if they were the ones who got a bye.
……
Lu Li stepped onto the arena.
Actually, he felt a little regretful.
He was willing to take a bye, even if it drew criticism, it was much better than taking any risks.
It's nothing but empty fame.
"Xingyiquan, Lu Li." Lu Li clasped his hands in greeting to his opponent in this round.
"Tai Chi, Qian Yuan!"
Opposite him stood an equally robust man, with a commanding presence and extraordinary heroic spirit.
Judging from his vigorous blood and energy, he must be at least at the mid-stage of Dark Strength.
"It's Qian Yuan from the Tai Chi Martial Arts School! He seems to be just one step away from reaching the late stage of Dark Strength, and he picked up an easy target."
"Lu Li possesses exceptional strength, but unfortunately, he's encountered the Tai Chi style, which uses softness to overcome hardness. He's in trouble!"
Other martial arts school disciples spoke up enviously, analyzing the battle between the two.
Upon hearing this, some disciples of the White Crane Martial Arts School also looked grim.
After all, the martial arts schools share the same fate, and some of them, though not particularly fond of Lu Li, genuinely hope he can win.
However, it seems that Senior Brother Lu Li was truly restrained by the other party.
"Sigh..." Many disciples of the White Crane Martial Arts School sighed repeatedly.
Duan Kang looked at Lu Li on the stage with a complicated expression.
After a long pause, he spoke to himself:
"Junior Brother Lu, although I'm a little envious... you're always the one who can create miracles... I hope you can succeed."
On the stage.
The two figures had already finished their greetings, each exuding their own imposing aura.
Lu Li slightly turned his upper body to the right, his left toes touching the ground, his right foot remaining stationary, and his eyes looking forward.
The next moment, Lu Li strode forward, twisted his upper body to the left, rotated his right forearm outward, and thrust his fist forward through his chest with his palm facing upward.
The fist rang out with a loud bang, carrying a biting wind, aimed straight at Qian Yuan's face.
"Well done!"
Qian Yuan narrowed his eyes and began with the Tai Chi Single Whip stance, his left hand forming a hook and his right palm pushing forward.
Seeing Lu Li's attack coming, Qian Yuan dodged to the side and then attacked Lu Li's inner circle with his left palm strike.
Lu Li suddenly withdrew his fist and used his hand as a pillow to block.
Qian Yuan changed his right palm strike to attack the outside of the attack, while Lu Li parried with a spread-out hand.
Just as Lu Li was parrying, Qian Yuan pressed his palm down to the lower right.
Lu Li's breath hitched, and he immediately grabbed Qian Yuan's hand to defend himself. He then seized the opportunity to counterattack with his back hammer before Qian Yuan could turn around.
"Good lad!"
Upon seeing this, Qian Yuan blocked with Tai Chi Cloud Hands and immediately kicked out with his right foot with great force!
Lu Li frowned and took half a step back.
At the same time, he blocked with a one-handed downward strike, followed by a right-handed smash.
Qian Yuan took advantage of the momentum, coiled his silk inwards, and quickly thrust his palm downwards to the right.
Lu Li deflected the attack with his hand, and at the same time, he unleashed his Thunder Kick, retreating swiftly with lightning speed to dodge.
The Tai Chi silk-reeling movements were so exaggerated that Qian Yuan's entire back was exposed.
Upon seeing this, Lu Li quickly kicked out with his left foot, and at the same time, his right foot followed suit.
Thunder Legs, activate!
The powerful blow struck Qian Yuan, who was forced to take a half-step back despite his hasty attempt to block.
This scene truly drew cheers from many people.
We're all martial arts practitioners; who among us hasn't read a few tales of the martial arts world in our spare time? We naturally admire those who triumph over the strong with the weak.
"I feel like Senior Brother Lu has a chance."
Many disciples of the White Crane Martial Arts School became excited.
If Lu Li were to get into high school, they would also benefit from the honor.
Qin Yan's eyes lit up when he saw this.
He originally thought Lu Li would be at a significant disadvantage, but unexpectedly, the battle had only just begun and was already showing signs of becoming evenly matched.
"If this child had broken through six months earlier, perhaps..." Qin Yan sighed. Although Lu Li's performance was outstanding, his foundation was still far inferior to Qian's.
On the stage.
Qian Yuan took a half step back, but took advantage of Lu Li's leg retraction to strike his lower body with his palm again.
Qian Yuan used tricky moves, continuously attacking Lu Li's bottom lane.
Many people frowned upon seeing this scene.
They were all somewhat despicable.
From the stands at the back, Zhang Chuanting watched this scene and couldn't help but speak:
"Tai Chi is cunning, Bagua is slippery, but nothing is more poisonous than Xin Yi Quan. If that Xing Yi Quan kid isn't poisonous enough, he's probably doomed..."
On the ring, Lu Li seized the opportunity and launched a series of heavy punches, trying to break through Qian Yuan's center line in the fastest way possible. However, in the face of Lu Li's offensive, Qian Yuan used his hands to wrap silk and draw circles inward continuously.
The two players, one attacking and the other defending, appeared evenly matched, making for a particularly exciting match.
Furthermore, since the two were competing as the grand finale, the surrounding onlookers, even though they couldn't see clearly, kept shouting.
"The silk-reeling energy is the core of Tai Chi. By continuously reeling in the energy, one can absorb and release the opponent's force. Qian Yuan has truly mastered the essence of Tai Chi..."
Qin Yan frowned as he watched the intense scene between the two on the stage.
Qin Yushuang, who was standing to the side, also had a complicated expression upon hearing this.
If she were fighting him in the ring, she would probably have been defeated long ago.
In comparison, Junior Brother Lu Li has performed quite well.
On the ring, Lu Li and Qian Yuan exchanged several blows. After Lu Li blocked Qian Yuan's kick with his knee, he immediately seized the opportunity to launch a powerful punch at Qian Yuan's upper body.
Qian Yuan continued to defend by drawing circles in front of his chest with his coiling silk technique.
After deflecting Lu Li's Beng Quan, Qian Yuan immediately stepped forward to the right, rotated his waist and exerted force, and struck Lu Li's chest with a Banlan Chui.
This powerful and domineering parry was full of Tai Chi's silk-reeling energy. Lu Li immediately staggered back several steps, clutching his chest and coughing violently.
This scene turned many of the White Crane Martial Arts School disciples pale.
"Senior Brother Lu is going to lose!"
"Senior Brother Lu has already done very well to get to this point."
"That's right, Senior Brother Lu will definitely pass the imperial examination next year!"
Although they kept comforting themselves and their fellow disciples, the sense of loss in their hearts was real.
Qin Yan didn't say anything, nor did he show any sign of frustration.
At this moment, he had no time to think about anything else.
Because he saw that the hand Qian Yuan used to execute the "Banlan Chui" move was trembling incessantly.
He recalled the moment Lu Li was struck by that block and punch, and the cannon punch he delivered to the other's arm.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply.
Immediately, an expression of disbelief appeared on Qin Yan's old face without any attempt to conceal it.
He stood up, muttering to himself:
"Could it be...?"
From the high platform behind, Zhang Chuanting saw everything clearly and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Is it a deliberate attempt to expose themselves in order to break the deadlock?"
"That's a pretty ruthless method."
Li Qi, standing to the side, was taken aback, somewhat confused:
"What do you mean by that, Commander-in-Chief?"
Zhang Chuanting simply smiled faintly upon hearing this:
"In Tai Chi, the two hands are Yin and Yang, which is the essence of Tai Chi's silk-reeling energy. Just now, Lu Li risked his life to lure Qian Yuan into attacking. Although he was injured in the chest, he still managed to land a punch on Qian Yuan's right hand."
"How can there be Tai Chi if half of it is missing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qi's expression changed, and he looked back at the arena.
On the arena, Qian Yuan felt no joy at having severely injured his enemy; instead, his right hand trembled incessantly.
Seeing Lu Li get into position again, Qian Yuan's face showed deep helplessness.
Although his punch had caused considerable damage to Lu Li, Tai Chi was no other martial art. Now that Yin and Yang were broken, he couldn't even use 30% of his strength with one hand.
"Brother Lu, your boxing skills are excellent; I admit I am inferior."
Qian Yuan sighed and conceded defeat.
He knew that if he continued fighting, he would only look worse.