Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 32 Fighting between Dragon and Tiger
Gao Wu learned a lot of valuable martial arts knowledge by studying under Song Mingyue. According to Song Mingyue, the body is the foundation of a martial artist, while mental strength is the core.

The so-called martial arts spirit is the spiritual power that a martial artist condenses through countless trials and tribulations in martial arts. The more this spiritual power resonates with one's own martial arts, the greater its power becomes.

The old man had also talked about this topic, but perhaps due to the difference in age and knowledge between the two, Gao Wu felt that the old man's explanation was not as thorough and clear as Song Mingyue's.

Despite his mature appearance, Han Song has already condensed two parts of the Tiger Form True Meaning, and the spiritual power he has generated is solid and powerful enough to interfere with other people's senses and even create pressure on the spiritual level.

During this period, Gao Wu's mental strength more than doubled. Coupled with his day and night cultivation of the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Mantra, even though he had not yet comprehended the true meaning of his martial arts, his spirit and energy were exceptionally solid.

Even Coach Huang Hai's eyewitness account couldn't convince him, let alone Han Song.

However, since this was his first time facing the true essence of Tiger Form Martial Arts, he couldn't help but be moved by the opponent's aura.

But he instantly came to his senses, and all images of the tiger-like form and the latissimus dorsi muscles that seemed to block out the sky vanished without a trace, leaving only Han Song, his muscles bulging and his face filled with murderous intent.

He vaguely understood that what Song Mingyue, the old man, and Tie Dalong often talked about as "both form and spirit" and "the unity of form and spirit" was something he used to think about imitating the form of a dragon and its spirit.

Han Song, however, gave an excellent demonstration. He was in human form, and no matter how fierce his tiger claws were, he was still human in the end.

What's truly remarkable is that Han Song has condensed the spirit of a tiger at the spiritual level, which gives him a sense of both form and spirit, and thus creates his immense power.

Putting aside those mysterious and unspeakable things, according to his understanding, it is to use the tiger shape as the core of spiritual power, thereby governing the inside and outside, achieving the unity of form and spirit, and fully exerting individual power.

This principle isn't mysterious; even Song Mingyue could explain it clearly. However, Gao Wu found it difficult to grasp.

The insights gained in martial arts exist on the spiritual and physical levels. Language, writing, light, shadow, and sound all require the martial artist to transform and understand them themselves, which is also the profoundness of martial arts.

For Gao Wu, Han Song was an evenly matched opponent, which allowed him to sense the changes in his opponent through direct confrontation and learn from him.

In the same situation, Huang Hai completely suppressed him, and he could only try his best to protect himself, leaving him no energy to observe and learn.

If the opponent is too weak, they won't be able to get motivated or get into the game. Besides, there's nothing to learn from a weak opponent...

The instantaneous exchange of spiritual power between the two inspired Gao Wu's inspiration, giving him a deeper understanding of the Nine Forms of the Dragon.

As Han Song unleashed his momentum, he noticed that Gao Wu's eyes were somewhat vacant. He felt that Gao Wu was intimidated by his tiger-like spirit and immediately pounced on him without hesitation.

With a single step, Han Song covered five or six meters, his claws reaching straight for Gao Wu's face.

His attack was fierce and violent, just like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Gao Wu reacted immediately, using all ten toes to push backward and his arms to block Han Song's tiger claws.

Generally speaking, scratching with fingers is something women like to do, but in a real fight, fists are used, because a clenched fist is harder and can generate more force.

The same principle applies to martial artists. Among martial artists of the same level, five outstretched fingers are definitely not as hard as a tightly clenched fist.

Han Song, who has practiced the Tiger Form for ten years, has fingers that have undergone special training, making them as strong as iron hooks. His five fingers, when spread apart, offer countless more variations than a fist, allowing him to grab, chop, tear, lock, and so on.

Even through his martial arts uniform, Gao Wu's arms were burning hot from Han Song's tiger claws.

The martial arts uniforms are made of special materials that cannot be cut by ordinary swords, which is also for the safety of the contestants. Han Song was able to scratch his arms even through the martial arts uniform, which shows how fierce his claws are.

Han Song's claws tore and clawed along Gao Wu's arms, then changed from clawing to locking, locking Gao Wu's wrists with his claws.

Gao Wu knew something was wrong as soon as his arms tightened. He quickly shook his arms, which twisted like snakes as he broke free from the opponent's iron claws. He then used his toes to push off the ground and retreated rapidly.

The main reason was that he was strong enough to break free from Han Song's control in an instant, and his retreat was as agile and graceful as a flying dragon riding the wind.

Han Song's slanted groin kick, the toes whistling as it almost grazed Gao Wu's lower abdomen. This Tiger Tail Kick, resembling a tiger's tail lashing out, was swift, insidious, and a deadly move from the White Tiger Fist.

If Gao Wu had been even a fraction slower, that kick would have landed. Even with his underwear protecting him, Gao Wu would have had a hard time withstanding the fierce blow of the Tiger Tail Kick.

Despite his failed attack, Han Song was not discouraged. With the ferocity of a tiger climbing a mountain, he pounced on Gao Wu with a series of punches and claws.

The saying goes that a tiger climbing a mountain is like a kitten climbing a tree, using all four paws and its entire body to push upwards. In Han Song's eyes, Gao Wu is the mountain he wants to climb.

In this state, Han Song fully unleashed the ferocity, sharpness, and domineering nature of the Tiger Form, with his fists and claws causing the air to explode repeatedly.

While Han Song was indeed domineering like a tiger, Gao Wu, who was at a disadvantage, remained calm and composed in his retreat. No matter how fierce Han Song's attacks were, he was able to defend steadily. His footwork even had a touch of the graceful movement of a fish swimming and a dragon dancing, which added a kind of beauty to this fierce battle.

Such an intense and exciting battle could occur on a stage at the level of a middle school league. The thousands of spectators at the martial arts hall were completely silent, forgetting to cheer each other on.

Han Yang, who was watching the live broadcast, became more serious. As the number one player in the Dongjiang Middle School Martial Arts League, he had extremely high attainments in martial arts.

Modern high-definition cameras are far more reliable than the human eye, capable of capturing a great deal of combat detail.

From Han Yang's perspective, Gao Wu and Han Song's martial arts skills were still somewhat rough, and their strength and speed were lacking. However, both of them demonstrated an understanding of martial arts, which was very rare. Dongjiang had more than ten advanced young martial artists, most of whom had forcibly enhanced their physical abilities using drugs.

Just like Yang Ru, her physical qualities are even better than Han Song and Gao Wu in all aspects, and she is also very diligent and hardworking in cultivation.

However, she lived too comfortably, lacked experience, and did not have much talent, so her understanding of martial arts was superficial.

If Yang Ru were to face Gao Wu or Han Song, she might not lose on the ring, but she would undoubtedly be defeated in a real fight.

Yang Ru watched intently, and the disdain on her face gradually faded. Even though they were somewhat lacking in martial arts talent, she could still see how formidable Gao Wu and Han Song were.

She praised, "Han Song is a member of a collateral branch of your family, isn't he? He's already mastered the White Tiger Fist to a considerable degree, not bad at all..."

Just as Han Yang was about to speak, the situation on the stage suddenly changed.

Han Song, who was fiercely pursuing Gao Wu, suddenly broke through Gao Wu's defenses and struck Gao Wu's chest repeatedly with his tiger-shaped claws. The blows made Gao Wu's chest thud loudly, and his body was also uncontrollably pushed backward by the force of the punches.

After eight consecutive strikes, Han Song flipped his tiger claw upwards, aiming straight for Gao Wu's throat. With his finger strength, this strike was enough to crush Gao Wu's throat to pieces.

The referee's expression changed, and he prepared to intervene.

The battle was still undecided, but Gao Wu's eyes were bright and his central energy was steadily gathering, ready to launch a counterattack.

On the other hand, even if the throat is torn open, it can be saved, so it's not a big problem.

The significance of the martial arts league lies in training young martial artists, and the courage to face brutal battles is a necessary awareness for any martial artist.

In the critical moment, Gao Wu turned his head and twisted his body, flicking his palm. Using the force of his body's twisting motion, his right palm slashed out like a knife, which was the Wave-Breaking Strike from the Swimming Dragon Sword.

He deliberately created an opening, intending to physically withstand several blows from Han Song before launching a counterattack.

Han Song's tiger claws managed to grab Gao Wu's throat first, but Gao Wu twisted his neck and slipped away like a big fish, missing the mark by a few inches.

It was this distance that made it difficult for his tiger claws to exert force, leaving only three long bloody marks on Gao Wu's neck.

The tiger claw strike missed its mark, but Gao Wu's reverse slash, the Wave-Breaking Palm Blade, struck Han Song's cheek instead.

This palm strike, delivered with the force of a swing, was both swift and ruthless, distorting Han Song's face. The immense impact caused Han Song's vision to blur, his legs to buckle, and his central fist stance to crumble.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Gao Wu launched a high sweeping kick, his powerful Dragon Tail Whip Kick shattering the air.

Upon seeing this, many audience members screamed in terror.

Just as Gao Wu's whip kick was about to hit Han Song's head, the referee reached out and gently blocked Gao Wu, while also pushing Han Song aside.

The referee, a master of martial arts, used a soft, yielding touch to neutralize all the force of Gao Wu's whip kick. Gao Wu then withdrew his leg without pursuing further.

"You won." The referee nodded slightly to Gao Wu, indicating that the fight was over, before turning to check Han Song's injuries.

Fortunately, Han Song was physically strong and had a hard skull. Although his face was covered in blood and flesh, his injuries were not very serious.

Han Song's head was still spinning from the severe shock, and his body was too weak to move. He would have fallen long ago if the referee hadn't caught him.

Gao Wu cupped his hands to Han Song and said, "What a beautiful tiger-shaped posture. I have benefited greatly from it."

He wasn't being sarcastic; Song Mingyue was simply sparring with him, and although the exchanges were meticulous, they weren't intense at all.

The battle with Han Song was truly evenly matched, igniting his passion, and defeating Han Song gave him a powerful sense of satisfaction. The taste of victory was so wonderful…

Han Song looked at Gao Wu with a blank expression, unable to react for a moment.

The school doctor and others from No. 4 Middle School hurriedly helped Han Song down, while two martial arts members glared fiercely at Gao Wu.

Gao Wu grinned at the group, but when he laughed, he felt a burning pain in his neck as his muscles tightened.

He touched it and felt that it was just a minor scratch on the surface. With a constitution of over 10, it was very resilient.

He was filled with the joy of victory and greeted everyone with polite gestures.

The audience at No. 4 Middle School were all in low spirits after seeing their home team suffer a crushing defeat. However, the battle had been incredibly fierce, and Gao Wu had fought tooth and nail for the victory, so no one booed; the entire stadium remained silent.

At Anjing University, a thousand miles away, a beautiful girl put her arm around Shang Qingjun's neck and exclaimed, "Is the Dongjiang Middle School League this fierce? Our brother is practically risking his life, tsk tsk... so ruthless!"

Shang Qingjun frowned slightly. It had been really dangerous just now. She was genuinely worried; Xiao Wu had been too impulsive…

(End of this chapter)