High Martial Arts: Enlightenment after Practices-Chapter 52: Fighting Su Yueling
Faced with Hu Haobo’s offensive, Zeng Bonan’s tactic was crystal clear—
Defend!
His stance was firm, his arms a flurry of motion. He brought the defensive stances of the Basic Body Refining Technique to their full potential, constructing an airtight line of defense.
Hu Haobo’s Palm Force landed on it like a stone sinking into the sea, impossible to shake.
Furthermore, with every clash, a piercing pain shot through the fractures in his arms, severely affecting his ability to exert power.
As one side waned and the other waxed, Hu Haobo’s attacks grew weaker and weaker, and openings began to appear.
Zeng Bonan’s gaze was sharp. A simple straight punch shot like lightning through the afterimages of the palms and stamped itself onto Hu Haobo’s shoulder blade.
"CRACK!"
The faint sound of bone fracturing was heard.
Hu Haobo let out a muffled groan, his face instantly turning as white as a sheet. His entire body was sent flying, landing heavily on the ground.
This only made the injuries to his already damaged arms worse.
"Zeng Bonan wins!" Teacher Wang, the proctor, immediately stepped forward to announce the result and called for the medical staff.
Zeng Bonan watched as Hu Haobo was helped off the stage, a flash of apology in his eyes that was quickly replaced by determination.
’On the tournament stage, there is only victory and defeat.’
Besides, he had tried his best to strike off-target. At the very least, it wouldn’t worsen Hu Haobo’s injuries too much. Another day of recovery would be enough for tomorrow’s final match.
The system’s scores appeared: [Zeng Bonan, match score: 81 points! Hu Haobo, match score: 79 points!]
Zeng Bonan’s score had successfully broken 80. Although it was only 81 points, he had relied on his own strength to fight his way from B-level to A-level.
Meanwhile, Hu Haobo, having lost both matches, saw his score drop to B-level. Whether he could make a comeback would depend on his final performance tomorrow.
From below the stage, Xu Wuyi took it all in but said nothing.
’The path of Martial Arts is just this cruel.’
...
After a few more matches between other students, the atmosphere in the venue gradually reached its peak.
Everyone knew the real main event was about to begin.
The match roster on the light screen refreshed. When those two names appeared side by side, the entire venue fell silent for a moment before erupting into a deafening, tsunami-like roar!
[Honghe First Middle School, Xu Wuyi VS United Middle School, Su Yueling!]
Among the A-level fighters, only these two had yet to compete today. It was almost a certainty that they would be matched against each other.
And only these two had remained undefeated so far.
The ultimate battle had finally arrived!
In the VIP room, Group Leader Yan Zhishan sat up straight, and Chen Fan held his breath.
By the side of the stage, Zhou Yun, Wang Wenhai, Li Wu from United Middle School, and Li Shuang from Silver Port First High School—all the teachers and students—fixed their gazes on the largest central arena.
Xu Wuyi was already mentally prepared. His eyes were as sharp as blades as he walked up to the stage with a steady, step-by-step pace.
Opposite him, Su Yueling maintained her usual cold and detached appearance, silently taking her position as if she had merged with her surroundings. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
The two stood facing each other. Before a single move was made, an invisible pressure had already begun to fill the air.
This was not just a battle for the honor of Honghe First Middle School and United Middle School. In the eyes of many, this crucial fight would also decide the recipient of the special admission recommendation!
...
On the stage, the air seemed to freeze.
Xu Wuyi and Su Yueling stood opposite each other, one as still as a mountain, the other as ethereal as smoke.
Formless auras clashed and intertwined between them. The tense atmosphere, even before the fight began, was already making it hard for the audience to breathe.
"Begin!"
The AI’s announcement was like a stone tossed into a still lake, breaking the stalemate.
To everyone’s surprise, the one to move first was Xu Wuyi, who had previously been known for his defensive counterattacks!
He stomped his foot hard on the stage floor, creating a dull thud, and shot toward Su Yueling like an arrow loosed from a bowstring.
His right fist cut through the air, his Qi and Blood surging. The Triple Power of his Cloud-Pushing Force was held back but not released, creating a sharp whistling sound as he aimed straight for Su Yueling’s face. This was none other than the Cloud-Breaking Stab, adapted from his Spear Technique!
He knew full well how bizarre and unpredictable Su Yueling’s Shadow Sword Technique was. Her sword illusions were sharp and difficult to block. Rather than passively defending, letting her wear him down while looking for an opening, it was better to take the initiative. He would use offense as his defense and force her into a direct confrontation!
’I’ve made up my mind. I absolutely cannot fall into Su Yueling’s rhythm.’
’Her sword illusions are strange and sharp. If I let her use them at her leisure, I’m afraid I’ll end up just like Li Mo.’
’I have to seize the initiative and force her to block. Even if it’s just a brief contact, my Silk Binding Force will be able to find a way in.’
However, Su Yueling’s reaction was just as unexpected.
As if she had seen through his intentions, she faced Xu Wuyi’s thunderous punch not by blocking, nor by using her fingers as a sword to intercept his pressure points as she had against Li Mo.
Instead, her figure was like a willow catkin in the wind, lightly floating back half a step.
Xu Wuyi’s punch, condensed with terrifying power, grazed past the tip of her nose. The wind from the fist merely stirred a few strands of her hair.
His Fist Momentum missing its mark, Xu Wuyi wasn’t discouraged in the slightest. With a series of continuous steps, he used his fists, elbows, and knees in an offensive that was like a torrential storm.
His Martial Arts were exquisite, far surpassing Li Mo, who relied on instinct and strength. The area covered by his strikes was enormous, sealing off most of Su Yueling’s room to dodge.
A peculiar scene appeared on the stage:
Xu Wuyi was like a tiger descending a mountain, his attacks ceaseless and the wind from his fists howling, while Su Yueling was like a ghostly Illusion, weaving and moving through the gaps between the fist shadows.
"Such fast Body Technique," Chen Fan couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice from the VIP room. "She’s even a notch faster than when she fought Li Mo yesterday! She wasn’t using her full strength at all!"
Group Leader Yan Hong’s gaze was profound, a look of gratification on his face. "It seems she’s well aware of how strong Xu Wuyi’s defense is. She chose the most stable approach right from the start: avoid his cutting edge, wear him down, and observe."
Below the stage, Zhou Yun and Wang Wenhai exchanged a look, both seeing the solemnity in the other’s eyes.
Xu Wuyi taking the offensive was outside of their expectations, but Su Yueling’s near-perfect evasive Body Technique made their hearts sink even further.
Watching from below, Li Mo gritted his teeth. He had been so thoroughly tormented by that same Body Technique yesterday that he had been left helpless. Seeing Xu Wuyi now caught in the same predicament, he felt a mix of emotions.
A chill ran through Xu Wuyi’s heart as well.
’Su Yueling’s Body Technique is far more exquisite than I estimated. She’s probably already reached the Minor Success Realm. No wonder Li Mo’s wild attacks couldn’t even touch the corner of her clothes.’
But he, Xu Wuyi, was not Li Mo!
His Martial Arts, his keen ability to seize opportunities in battle, were far beyond what Li Mo could compare to!
Without the slightest pause, before the momentum of one punch had faded, another was already blasting out, carrying the same condensed Cloud-Pushing Force in a chain of follow-up attacks!
The shadows of his fists flew up and down, completely enveloping the vital points on Su Yueling’s upper body.
Su Yueling’s Body Technique had indeed reached Minor Achievement, making her nimble and elusive, but under Xu Wuyi’s precise pressure, she could no longer be as carefree and effortless as she was against Li Mo.
After several exchanges, she was forced into a corner of the stage with no room to retreat.
Left with no other choice, she put her fingers together like a sword. A faint but sharp energy coiled around her fingertips as she met Xu Wuyi’s fist.
"TSS!"
His fist and her fingers never actually made contact. Instead, a faint yet fierce sword shadow materialized out of thin air and brazenly collided with the Qi Force condensed on the edge of Xu Wuyi’s fist!
