stjorthotic Chapter 16 Entering the Transformation
Chapter 16 Entering the Transformation
"I'll take charge of this one."
Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a square face stepped forward from behind and took the initiative to fight. He was the only martial artist among the ten wounded.
Wen Zhenzhen stepped forward, placed her hand on his shoulder, and said, "Senior Brother Luo, your injuries haven't fully healed. Please help me out."
"But--"
"I am also a member of the martial arts school, so it is only right that I fight."
Wen Zhenzhen didn't give him a chance to refute. With a flash, she landed lightly in front of the man named "Yongjie" and said, "Wen Zhenzhen, the eighth disciple of the Wu Family Martial Arts School, please enlighten me."
At this moment, the situation is clear. Even the most foolish person can see that the key to victory lies with Wen Zhenzhen. As long as she wins this round, she will win today's competition.
If she loses, no one from the Wu Family Martial Arts School will be able to fight. The only capable senior brother, Brother Luo, is still seriously injured.
At Wu's Martial Arts School, many people were so nervous that their palms were sweating.
Zhao Feng, who had been standing beside Wen Zhenzhen, clasped his hands together and warned, "Senior Sister, be careful."
Before he could finish speaking, Guo Yongjie had already made his move, striking Wen Zhenzhen with a palm strike—the Guo family's signature martial art, "Splitting the Monument Hand."
Wen Zhenzhen dodged the attack with a swift movement, like a fish swimming, using the "Mysterious Steps".
She would sometimes turn left, sometimes right, her steps unpredictable, and Guo Yongjie couldn't catch a glimpse of her for a while.
After about ten moves, Guo Yongjie seemed to lose patience and suddenly exhaled, letting out a "humph!"
Those present felt a sudden buzzing in their ears, as if they heard a sharp ringing, and their faces showed pain.
Wen Zhenzhen, who was the first to be hit, seemed to be attacked from the shadows, and her body froze slightly.
"Got you?"
Guo Yongjie grinned maliciously, seized the opportunity, and punched her in the chest.
Wen Zhenzhen instinctively raised her hand to block, and a terrifying force surged over her, causing her to catch her breath and fall backward, dissipating the terrible force.
However, after blocking that punch, her arm was sore and weak that she could no longer lift it.
Immediately after, Guo Yongjie's second punch landed, giving her no chance to breathe. "Die!"
At this moment, Wen Zhenzhen's defenses were wide open, and she had no power to resist. She could only watch helplessly as the punch grew larger and larger in front of her.
The fear of death gripped her, leaving her mind blank.
Just as she was about to die from that punch, a hand shot out from behind her and blocked the fist.
With a bang.
Like a heavy hammer, it struck Wen Zhenzhen's heart. She felt a tightness around her waist as someone hugged her, and she was thrown backward as if she were riding the clouds, landing on the ground.
This sudden change took everyone by surprise.
All eyes immediately turned to the person who had saved Wen Zhenzhen at the crucial moment.
He looked very young, clearly still a teenager, wearing a black training uniform, just an ordinary student in the martial arts school.
This sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy took a punch from a martial arts master of the Guo family and saved Wen Zhenzhen's life.
The Guo family was extremely shocked. When did the Wu family martial arts school produce such a young master of the Transformation Realm?
The Wu family martial arts school was even more astonished than the Guo family. Those who knew the young man, in particular, were incredulous.
"Transformation into internal energy? How is that possible?"
Pang Guoyong's gaze was somewhat vacant.
"This kid—" Tang Xuan's expression showed some shock.
After the initial shock came a pleasant surprise. In any case, having another martial arts master at this critical juncture was a great thing.
After a brief silence, Guo Yongchang spoke, "What's your name?"
He stared intently at the boy, a bad feeling creeping into his heart. This boy was completely out of his plans, an unexpected variable.
The young man smiled slightly and said, "Junior Chen Qiyuan greets Senior Guo."
This was an unfamiliar name. Guo Yongchang valued the information about the Wu family martial arts school very much. He knew all the martial arts practitioners with internal strength cultivation, but this was the first time he had heard this name.
The punch that the young man just received from Yongjie was indeed the Tiger Form Fist from the Wu Family Martial Arts School, and its foundation was the Hunyuan Stance.
The question is, where did this person come from?
He had never heard of such a young master of martial arts, yet he found himself at the Wu family martial arts school.
At this moment, Chen Qiyuan said to Wen Zhenzhen in his arms, "Senior sister, go and rest. Leave the rest to me."
Wen Zhenzhen then snapped out of her daze and realized that she was still holding his neck. As if burned, she quickly let go and took a few steps back, her face slightly flushed, and returned to her original position in a fluster.
Chen Qiyuan asked Zhang Chunsheng for instructions, "Third senior brother, leave the next match to me."
"Okay." Zhang Chunsheng gave him a deep look and nodded in agreement.
He had countless questions about this junior brother Chen, but with a formidable enemy at hand, he could only suppress them for now.
In the previous four matches, each side won two. The final match will determine the final outcome and the ownership of that precious spiritual root.
Compared to Junior Brother Luo, who was still recovering from his injuries, this young man who was able to save Junior Sister Wen from Guo Yongjie was clearly more likely to succeed.
He had no choice.
Zhang Chunsheng could never have imagined that the Wu Family Martial Arts School's reputation, built over more than a decade, would be attributed to a sixteen-year-old boy who had only been a student for less than three months.
……
[Zhang Chunsheng was shocked. Your "Hun Yuan Gong" technique had taken the opportunity to steal thirty points of proficiency from him.]
Pang Guoyong was shocked; your "Hun Yuan Gong" had taken the opportunity to steal one hundred points of proficiency from him.
【…】
A series of notifications flashed before Chen Qiyuan's eyes, more than a dozen in a row.
He didn't look closely, and opened the panel after the prompts stopped appearing.
Name: Chen Qiyuan
【Technique: Hunyuan Stance (Perfect 639/1000)】
【武技：虎形拳（化境231/1000），迷蹤步（化境121/1000)，百鍊刀法（入门55/100）】
His strength has improved significantly compared to half an hour ago.
He gained over 500 points from the "Hun Yuan Zhuang" technique alone. Every Transcendent Realm expert from the Wu Family Martial Arts School contributed 100 points to him, plus the 100+ points from other people.
Furthermore, the "Lost Steps" and "Tiger Style Fist" have reached a state of perfection.
This is precisely the source of his confidence to step in and save lives.
When you lack the strength, you should naturally prioritize preserving yourself.
Now that he had enough strength, he wouldn't sit idly by and watch the Wu Family Martial Arts School be destroyed. So, he stepped forward at this moment and volunteered to fight in the fifth match.
He glanced towards the Guo family's direction, quickly locking onto one of the middle-aged men, and raised his head, asking, "Who will take on the fifth battle?"
The middle-aged man didn't speak, but walked out directly, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Guo Yongsheng, please give me your guidance."
Whoosh!
Chen Qiyuan immediately made his move, taking a step forward. Although the speed was not fast, it made the two Blood Exchange Realm experts present change their expressions.
"Enlightenment?"
"Be careful!"
With a bang.
Guo Yongsheng raised his hand to block, but missed. The next instant, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and clearly heard the crisp sound of his sternum breaking.
"puff--"
He coughed up blood and flew backward, collapsing to the ground, his eyes filled with confusion.
How could it have blocked the air?
One move and you're dead.
The scene was deathly silent.