Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 70 Special Rewards
When the referee saw Tie Biao collapse to the ground, he knew that Tie Biao had a titanium alloy skeleton, and he was unsure whether the other party did it on purpose or was really unable to fight back.

The scene was extremely brutal, but a master like Tie Biao, as long as he had a breath left, had the power to fight back.

If they lose like this, it's unacceptable to the bookmaker.

Gao Wu did not pursue; he merely made a pistol gesture and pointed it at Tie Biao.

The referee hurriedly stepped forward to stop Gao Wu. He quickly squatted down to check Tie Biao's injuries, gently pressing on Tie Biao's neck. It felt soft and limp; Tie Biao's spine had actually been severed.

The referee felt a chill run down his spine. It was over; Tie Biao was doomed!

With current medical technology, a torn artery and trachea are still treatable. But a broken spine is tantamount to decapitation, meaning there's no hope.

Paramedics rushed onto the ring, administering various first aid measures while carrying Tie Biao off the ring.

Although the Xuetao Cup is only an amateur competition, it is of a very high standard, equipped with a dedicated medical room and doctors to prevent accidents.

The referee raised Gao Wu's hand and announced Gao Wu's victory to the entire audience.

Gao Wu showed no surprise or joy, calmly raising his hands to signal to the audience in all directions.

After their initial shock, the audience quickly recovered, and the entire venue erupted in enthusiastic cheers. The members of the "Hot-Blooded Youth Group" cheered and shouted even louder.

Facing a formidable foe with unwavering courage, and turning the tide of battle despite being severely wounded, this is the perfect heroic dream for a young man.

Witnessing this scene firsthand, countless young men and women were filled with excitement and could hardly contain themselves.

Shen Yue, who was filming from the side of the ring, was stunned with excitement. Although his camera phone had image stabilization, it was still shaking violently due to his intense trembling.

The chat room on the official website exploded with comments.

"Gao Sheng is awesome!" "Awesome!" "I'm bowing down in admiration!"

"All teenagers, stand up and salute!" This announcement quickly unified the barrage of comments, which densely filled the entire screen.

Watching the live stream, Shang Hongyi's old face was full of satisfaction: "Xiao Wu has really grown up. He has truly found a way to succeed on the path of martial arts. His future is limitless!"

The old man didn't want Gao Wu to pursue the path of a martial artist, mainly because that path was too cruel. Gao Wu's ability to win the Snow Wave Cup at eighteen already put him ahead of countless peers, proving his martial arts talent.

Given this, the old man actually hoped that Gao Wu would not waste his talent and would truly achieve something in martial arts.

Shang Qingjun didn't think that much; she was just worried about Gao Wu's injuries.

The camera briefly panned across Gao Wu's wounds, revealing five bloody gashes tearing through the flesh, suggesting the bones might have been damaged. It was also unclear whether Tie Biao had poison on his hands.

As a top student in the biology department, Shang Qingjun knew that biochemical modifications would have all-encompassing effects on people. The bacteria in Tie Biao's body could very well be deadly toxins to others.

Not to mention hunters like Tie Biao, who are skilled in all sorts of insidious methods.

She regretted it a little; if she had known the battle was so dangerous, she should have gone to the scene with them.

The main reason is that the old man's health is not good, and he can't stand the noise and commotion of the martial arts gym. We also have to be wary of the cult's followers, so ultimately, home is the safest place.

On the screen, Gao Wu stood very steadily, his expression calm and composed, seemingly without any major problems. This somewhat reassured Shang Qingjun.

At the martial arts hall, someone started singing while waving a large flag, and soon the boy's singing filled the hall with excitement.

Upon hearing the passionate singing, Gao Wu raised his hand in salute to the youth group.

Gao Wu stood upright with a solemn expression and bright, shining eyes. His salute was perfectly executed, and the five deep, bloody gashes on his back seemed to have no effect on him.

He exudes a cold, ruthless, and incredibly brave and fierce aura.

This gesture excited the boys even more, and their singing became even louder, piercing the night sky...

Sitting among a group of teenagers, Han Yang silently watched Gao Wu salute, and then looked at the pool of blood at Gao Wu's feet. His hands trembled uncontrollably.

While ordinary teenagers can only see the intensity of the battle, Han Yang can see its cruelty.

Judging from Tie Biao's condition, he was quite certain that Tie Biao, a top martial artist, had been killed on the spot by Gao Wu with a hand chop, and had almost been beheaded.

The key is that Gao Wu remained so calm; this couldn't have been faked. On the high-definition screen, you could see that Gao Wu's eyes were so bright and so determined.

Han Yang watched the video of Gao Wu killing the demon god's followers many times. Every time, he would admire Gao Wu's calm and intelligent response and his decisiveness in killing.

For a teenager to perform so well in the face of a sudden change is truly exceptional. At that time, he only admired and respected Gao Wu, which is why he was willing to come to the scene to support Gao Wu.

Gao Wu's courage and wisdom were evident in his fight back despite being severely injured by Tie Biao. His ability to kill Tie Biao with a palm strike also demonstrated his strength.

However, what is truly terrifying is that Gao Wu remained so calm after beheading Tie Biao.

Han Yang understood then that this seemingly sunny, lively, and helpful young man was actually exceptionally tough and steely at heart.

It's truly frightening that someone as young as eighteen possesses such ambition and spirit!
Although Yang Ru didn't particularly like Gao Wu, she was caught up in the atmosphere and felt a surge of energy within her, so she couldn't help but sing along to the rhythm.

Sitting in the VIP section, Bai Yushuang also looked at Gao Wu in the center of the arena with a solemn expression. His crimson figure was like a burning fire, leaving a fiery mark on her heart.

"This young man's temperament is truly extraordinary; he shouldn't be underestimated." Although Bai Man was usually arrogant, she couldn't help but offer a sincere compliment.

Anjing is full of geniuses, but when it comes to temperament, Gao Wu is undoubtedly first-rate.

Knowledge and martial arts skills can be improved through learning, but one's temperament and innate talent are determined by birth.

No matter how much you polish bricks and tiles, they will never become a work of art. Only jade can be polished into a priceless heirloom. This is the difference in innate endowment.

Bai Man merely offered a compliment, without paying much attention to it.

Temperament and innate talent are merely potential; for a martial arts master to truly grow, they also need luck, connections, resources, and so on. Given their background, even if a martial arts master were to enter a top-tier academy, their chances of success would be slim.

"You're just too privileged; you lack that ruthless drive that comes from the bottom," Bai Man scolded her niece, pointing at Gao Wu. "Look at him, could he have won the championship without fighting tooth and nail? Could he have gotten ahead without giving it his all?"

"Sometimes, people may miss out on such an opportunity."

Bai Yushuang remained silent. Indeed, she had too many opportunities, so many that she didn't know how to cherish them. As a result, despite enjoying all kinds of top-notch resources, she still hadn't become a warrior at the age of eighteen.

As a direct descendant of the Bai family, this was actually quite shameful. He was even beaten up by his peers in a small place like Dongjiang.

Bai Yushuang, increasingly heartbroken, stood up and said, "I'm tired."

"This child." Bai Man stood up with a bit of helplessness, but the awards ceremony really wasn't anything to see.

She glanced at Song Chunqiu, who was in the main seat, bowed from a distance, and then left with Bai Yushuang.

Martial arts master Song Chunqiu naturally saw Bai Man's actions, but he glanced at her without saying anything.

She's just a junior member of the Bai family. Since she has nothing to do with Dongjiang's affairs, it's up to her whether she stays or leaves.

Song Chunqiu asked Song Yunhe beside him, "What do you think of that young man?"

Song Yunhe dared not speak carelessly in front of his father, as he was unsure of his father's intentions.

Previously, Song Chunqiu had called him and told him not to interfere with his daughter's choices. But it's unlikely that his father valued Gao Wu.

Even if Gao Wu were ten times stronger, he wouldn't amount to much in the eyes of a martial arts master. Besides, his father clearly didn't recognize Gao Wu.

After a moment's hesitation, Song Yunhe cautiously said, "He has a ruthless streak. He also has some talent; he's a real talent."

"His mental fortitude is far superior to yours."

Song Chunqiu chuckled. After all, this was a public place, and Song Yunhe was no longer a child, so it was best not to say too much.

He said, "Go and take care of that dead man, so as not to affect the awards ceremony."

"Yes." Song Yunhe breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving the order. He would rather do dirty work than stay by his father's side.

The Yang brothers, Hongji and Hongye, who were also seated in the VIP section, both had rather gloomy expressions.

Losing the final would be a huge loss for them. Because the high odds attracted too many bets, they could earn hundreds of millions if they won, but lose billions if they lost.

Although they have money, they can't come up with that much cash to pay out. At this point, they have no choice but to default on their debt and run away.

The loss is not only to the company, but also to the hard-earned reputation.

The two brothers are both very angry and helpless.

The spine is the foundation of a martial artist's strength; once strengthened, it becomes completely solidified. Tie Biao, in order to advance to the rank of warrior, did not reinforce his spine with titanium alloy. That's why he was forcefully severed by Gao Wu's palm strike.

Of course, Gao Wu's instantaneous burst of power and speed was also terrifying, likely exceeding the limits of ordinary martial artists. His palms were also as hard as iron, enabling him to sever Tie Biao's spine with a palm like a blade.

This kid is so talented, and Huang Hai didn't explain it clearly. He deserves to die!
Lu Hongsheng and Huang Hai, both inside the Jinsheng Hotel, looked grim but were at a loss for what to do.

"Oh shit!"

Lu Hongsheng grew angrier the more he thought about it. He said to Huang Hai, "Once Song Chunqiu leaves, we'll deal with Gao Wu."

"Song Chunqiu will be coming over with his men soon, so be careful." Huang Hai's expression was gloomy. Gao Wu's victory made him feel that things were getting out of control, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

The celebration party for the Xuetao Cup champions is scheduled to be held at the Jinsheng Hotel. Not only will prominent figures from Dongjiang be attending, but Song Chunqiu will also be there.

Martial arts masters possess powerful spiritual strength and keen senses. If Song Chunqiu notices something amiss with Lü Hongsheng, he'll be in big trouble!
"I know what I'm doing." Lü Hongsheng didn't seem to care. The celebration party had been arranged long ago. He waved his hand, indicating that Huang Hai didn't need to worry about it.

The live stream on the computer screen had switched to the host, who praised Gao Wu with great enthusiasm and then interviewed him on the spot.

At this moment, Gao Wu had changed into a brand new martial arts uniform, and he looked heroic and spirited.

"I was able to win because I had millions of peers supporting me. Whenever I think of this, I tell myself I can't lose!"
"It's an honor to have everyone's support. This victory is dedicated to all the young people!"

Gao Wu pointed to the large flag waving in the stands and said, "Young people should ride their dreams, they should go out and make a name for themselves, the future is in our hands!"

This speech was very passionate, which made the teenagers in the audience shout wildly, and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.

Lu Hongsheng sneered: "This kid really knows how to talk!"

Inside the martial arts hall, Song Chunqiu and several staff members went on stage, where the martial arts master personally presented Gao Wu with a gilded trophy and a certificate of honor.

Song Chunqiu was handsome and looked no older than Song Yunhe. He wore a black military uniform, and his words and actions exuded the coldness and toughness of a soldier.

Gao Wu knew that Song Chunqiu was Song Mingyue's grandfather, and he was actually a little nervous to be face to face with this martial arts master.

To his slight disappointment, there was no cash or item reward. He knew he would receive a prize, but the uncertainty of not getting it immediately made him uneasy.

He also saw Shang Zhenglin, who smiled and nodded at him but didn't speak. In front of a martial arts master, Shang Zhenglin had no right to interrupt.

Shang Zhenglin hadn't expected Gao Wu to win the championship. Now he was both happy for Shang Hongyi and a little ashamed. He had misjudged the young man; he really had made a name for himself!
"The final was very exciting."

Song Chunqiu praised her, and said with a smile, "I promised Mingyue that I would give you a separate reward if you won the championship."

Gao Wu's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Master Song."

When the topic of rewards came up, his nervousness vanished, leaving only his most sincere and pure desire for those rewards.

(End of this chapter)