Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 30 Clearing the clouds and revealing the sun
Dongjiang No. 4 Middle School is very wealthy. Their martial arts hall is larger, has better facilities, and even has a huge central air conditioning system to regulate the temperature.

Sitting in the away team section, Gao Wu felt a warm breeze rising from beneath his feet. Even though he was wearing a light martial arts uniform, he still felt hot.

The stands were already full, and he estimated that there were at least four thousand spectators present.

The students from No. 4 Middle School were also clearly better organized, and someone was leading the whole audience in singing songs.

The phrase "Dare to think new things and strive forward" is probably the school song of No. 4 Middle School. The melody is quite stirring, and the grand singing of thousands of people resounds like waves in the stadium, creating a very impressive atmosphere.

Huang Long and the other members of the martial arts team all had serious and somewhat reserved expressions.

The powerful and unified aura created by the chorus of thousands of people is also the most direct manifestation of the group's organizational strength.

Although it wasn't the first time they'd witnessed such a scene, they still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Coach Huang Hai, however, was completely unconcerned. His ability to concentrate his inner energy and maintain a firm mental focus far surpassed that of ordinary people. While the chorus appeared unified, a closer listen revealed a chaotic and disordered cacophony; how could it possibly shake his resolve?

His gaze swept over his nephews and the others, noticing their somewhat bewildered expressions. Only Gao Wu curiously surveyed his surroundings, his posture upright yet relaxed, quite natural. His composure, however, surpassed that of his nephews and the others.

Most importantly, Gao Wu has a special physique. His height has increased significantly during this period, and his muscles are tight and taut. His strong and fierce body has an unusually delicate and smooth beauty.

It seems this kid has already mastered the basics of the Dragon Sword. If he can grow stronger, becoming a high-level warrior shouldn't be a problem...

Huang Hai sneered inwardly, "Unfortunately, that opportunity is gone!"
The match began, and the first three players from No. 9 Middle School immediately defeated one of them. Huang Long, as the general, took to the stage and easily defeated the opposing deputy general.

He fought with all his might and defeated the opponent's third general to take the stage.

Huang Long's impressive performance is attributed to the fact that he has been injecting himself with high-grade Blood Dragon Agent and neutralizing agents over the past few days, resulting in significant improvements in his strength and speed.

The body, stimulated by the Blood Dragon Agent, is in a state of extreme excitement, significantly reducing its perception of pain. In low-level competition, the effects of this drug are very pronounced.

Before Yang Lin, a key player from the Fourth Middle School, could even take the stage, Huang Long, who had won two consecutive matches, voluntarily left the field.

Huang Long was well aware of his own limitations; no matter how much medicine he used, he couldn't defeat a high-level martial artist like Yang Lin. He had no desire to be tortured.

Defeated in front of thousands of onlookers is not only physically painful, but also psychologically devastating.

Yang Lin is handsome with long legs. Wearing a pure white martial arts uniform, he has a star-like presence when he stands on the ring.

His expression was cold, making him seem unapproachable. This aloofness, however, was quite popular with the young people.

Cheers erupted from the surrounding stands, mostly from girls, and the combined effect of their shrill voices was quite impressive.

"Yang Lin's Tianma Fist is characterized by its high and graceful leg techniques, fast and powerful punches, and great endurance. Do your best, but don't push yourself too hard."

Huang Hai finally advised Gao Wu, "You are at a critical stage, so don't damage your health."

Gao Wu nodded in agreement. Huang Hai was not a very competent coach. His explanations of the opponent's characteristics were too simplistic, and he didn't explain how to counter the Pegasus Fist.

The last word of concern made him feel something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it...

Yang Lin coldly looked at Gao Wu, who had recently risen to fame, a guy who liked to make videos and show off, a poor man from the bottom of society who could only desperately inject low-level drugs.

Unfortunately, Gao Wu's talent and aptitude are mediocre. No matter how hard an ordinary person tries, he will never shine.

The loose, flowing black martial arts uniform perfectly accentuated Gao Wu's tall and slender figure. Yang Lin felt that Gao Wu was noticeably taller than he appeared in the video, and even though Gao Wu smiled brightly, he still felt a sense of oppression.

Yang Lin knew that Gao Wu was already a high-level martial artist, and could only sigh that the poor at the bottom of society were truly fearless of death!

In just a few dozen days, an ordinary young man could leap from an intermediate martial artist to an advanced martial artist. One can only imagine how potent the potion used must be.

Realizing this, Yang Lin became somewhat wary. Even if his opponent had become a high-level martial artist through medication, he couldn't be underestimated. He was fighting on home turf; he couldn't afford to lose to this kid.

Some of the surrounding audience members also recognized Gao Wu, exclaiming, "Hey, that little internet celebrity!"

"What kind of internet celebrity is she? She's just a small-time streamer."

"He thinks he can fight our brother? He's asking for death!"

"I must say, he's quite handsome!"

"Are you stupid? What can a small-time online streamer compare to my brother!" A group of girls all idolized Yang Lin, and when they heard someone praising Gao Wu, they immediately retorted with sharp words.

These female fans are very united and proactive. Regardless of whether others agree with them or not, no one wants to mess with them.

On the ring, the referee checked Gao Wu's mouthguard, headband, and shoes, and announced the start of the match after confirming that there were no problems.

Gao Wu and Yang Lin clasped their hands in greeting, neither of them rushing to attack, instead circling around each other to test each other's strength.

Fighting on home turf, Yang Lin had no choice but to take the initiative and throw a powerful punch amidst the cheers and encouragement of the audience.

Yang Lin's punch resonated with the force of his fist, causing the air to explode. Before his fist even touched Gao Wu, the whistling wind from the punch had already whipped Gao Wu's hair.

Gao Wu narrowed his eyes slightly to defend against the impact of the punch. His opponent was full of momentum, and his punches were like those of an ancient general sitting on horseback, thrusting his spear at someone. His body was like a horse, and his fists were like spears.

High-level martial artists from prominent families are indeed different; they possess profound martial arts knowledge, and their every move reveals the essence of superb fist techniques.

In comparison, his training in the Dragon Sword and Palm Techniques was too short, and his mastery of fist techniques was truly inferior to Yang Lin's.

Fortunately, he possessed a formidable physique and was further enhanced by the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Mantra, a quality unmatched by any advanced martial artist. His strength, reaching 9.3, also allowed him to easily surpass Yang Lin.

Facing Yang Lin's spear-like fist, Gao Wu gripped the ground firmly with all ten toes, bent his knees slightly, lowered his waist to gather strength, and blocked Yang Lin's punch with a diagonal cross.

Yang Lin punched Gao Wu's forearm, and his fist went slightly numb from the impact. The long, spear-like punch still couldn't penetrate Gao Wu's defenses.

He was prepared for this and unleashed a flurry of punches without hesitation. His body was taut like a bow, and his fists shot out like a barrage of arrows, fast, urgent, and fierce.

The fierce and relentless attack was blocked by Gao Wu's "Closed Door to Guests" technique from the Swimming Dragon Palm. He closed his arms like a door and adjusted his body to deflect the force and retreat.

Closing the door is a form of defense, and refusing visitors is a form of avoidance. This way, the defense is watertight, and the retreat is light and swift.

No matter how fierce Yang Lin's attacks were, he couldn't do anything to him.

It wasn't that his Dragon Palm technique was particularly advanced; the main reason was that his strength was two or three tenths greater than Yang Lin's, his agility was not much worse, and his physique was far superior to Yang Lin's, so he could deal with the situation with ease.

Yang Lin unleashed a barrage of over a hundred punches, but even with his exceptional stamina, he couldn't withstand such exhaustion, and his breathing began to quicken. He was starting to panic; he had intended to forcefully break through Gao Wu's defenses with his Pegasus Fist, but he hadn't expected Gao Wu to be so resilient.

If this stalemate continues, his stamina will start to give out.

Taking advantage of Gao Wu's retreat after being punched, Yang Lin raised his leg and swept it across Gao Wu's ribs. This kick was extremely unpredictable, and Gao Wu had no time to block it. He could only inhale, tighten his abdomen, and tense his muscles to take the kick.

With a muffled thud, Gao Wu was swept to the left and his body shifted sideways.

As Yang Lin succeeded, another burst of sharp cheers erupted from the crowd.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yang Lin twisted his knee and delivered a diagonal kick, his leg bending like a hook as he slashed fiercely at Gao Wu's neck.

Gao Wu also made an adjustment at the same time. He ignored Yang Lin's change of direction kick and instead thrust his palm blade straight at Yang Lin's chest.

Yang Lin's hook leg struck Gao Wu's neck first, but failed to knock Gao Wu down. He crossed his arms to try to block Gao Wu's palm strike, but Gao Wu's arm moved like a snake into the grass, bending and twisting through the gap between Yang Lin's arms, and his fingertips, as sharp as knives, touched Yang Lin's heart.

This move is precisely the Dragon Sword Piercing Through the Clouds, capturing the agile and unpredictable movements of a dragon in the sea of ​​clouds.

A force of over 1,200 kilograms transmitted through the fingertips can cause far more damage than a punch.

Even though Yang Lin inhaled and contracted his chest to dissipate most of the force, he still felt a sharp pain in his heart from being stabbed. His handsome face was contorted with pain, and his body suddenly stopped moving.

Having landed a successful blow, Gao Wu gave Yang Lin no chance to react. He flipped his palm and struck Yang Lin's chest with the heel of his palm.

This technique is like a dragon parting the clouds in its palm, with the key being the act of parting.

The so-called "parting the clouds" is just the usual technique, with various variations such as horizontal and vertical movements. The true subtlety lies in the concealed and swift application of force. Yang Lin, who had barely managed to stabilize his body, was pushed by the heel of the palm and immediately lost his balance, staggering backward.

At this moment, Yang Lin was wide open and unable to defend. Gao Wu took advantage of the situation, stepped forward and exerted force, lifting his palms upward and placing them directly on Yang Lin's chin.

The human jaw is densely packed with nerves and is extremely fragile. Gao Wu's move, "Seeing the Sun and Parting the Clouds," is a natural and powerful strike, with both palms carrying the force of over a thousand kilograms.

The impact was so violent that Yang Lin's head jerked back and he immediately lost consciousness, flying backward several meters before crashing heavily to the ground...

The situation reversed too quickly. While the home crowd was still cheering, Gao Wu's "Double Palm Pushing the Moon" move struck the throats of the audience, silencing all their cheers!
(End of this chapter)