I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

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Yin Muhu hurriedly said.

She felt much better; at least her energy was sufficient to take strong medicine to replenish it. The remaining injuries were nothing to worry about, so she quickly told Xue Jing to stop.

Unaware that this vitality was merely a drop in the ocean compared to Xue Jing's formidable foundation, she was already moved to tears.

This injury was clearly caused by her own desire to give it her all on the field...

Brother Xue is so good to her, even better than a biological brother...

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Chapter 240: Overwhelmed by Aura, Two Hundred Thousand Audience Members—Has the Match Begun? No, It's Already Over (4K)

Xue Jing released his grip on Yin Muhu's hand and retrieved the Dragon Cherry Seed.

After a brief check of the depletion of the life force within my body, I found that it was less than one percent, and I felt nothing at all.

At his recovery speed, he'll be fully recovered in no time.

Jiang Siwei stared in surprise at Yin Muhu, whose complexion had suddenly become rosy.

"This is how the same thing?"

Xue Jing laughed and said, "Let's just consider it a special kind of martial arts technique."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yin Muhu and raised an eyebrow:

"Hmm? Yin Mei, you've gotten stronger?"

Yin Muhu, whose injuries had been largely healed by Xue Jing's life force, seemed to have grown slightly larger.

The once-fitting martial arts uniform now felt a bit tight.

Yin Muhu nodded and said happily, "Now that my injuries have healed, I can gradually get back in shape!"

Jiang Siwei said with a regretful look, "Oh, what a waste, Xiao Yin is so pretty now..."

Yin Muhu clenched his fists: "What's the use of being good-looking? This isn't the entertainment industry. Martial artists use their fists to speak. How can someone as skinny as a bamboo pole have the strength to hit someone?"

Xue Jing smiled and said, "I think a strong, muscular woman is quite nice; she has a kind of powerful beauty."

Upon hearing Xue Jing's approval, Yin Muhu exclaimed happily, "Brother Xue is truly knowledgeable!"

Jiang Siwei shook her head: "I don't really understand you martial artists..."

Xue Jing casually asked, "By the way, when is my match today?"

Jiang Siwei flipped through the documents on the table, glanced at them, and said:

"You are contestant number 1, and you will be playing in the first round, against the winner of the round of 32 to 16. Contestant number 4, Dai Zongnian... There is still about an hour and a half before the start of the match."

Xue Jing nodded and asked, "What do you think of this Daizong Nian? Is there anything we should be aware of?"

Jiang Siwei flipped through a few more pages of the documents in her hand, pondered for a moment, and said:

"With your strength, Xiao Jing, you are not a worthy opponent. If I had to say what is noteworthy, there is only one thing... He is the disciple of 'Martial Saint' Li Taixian."

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

He had seen the name Li Taixian, the Martial Saint, in the files of the [Proof of Love]. He was the person before him who had been entangled with the [Proof of Love].

I just arrived at the Zhige Base in Yuancheng a few days ago, and when I was testing my physical energy level, I also heard Ning Yuantai mention this person briefly.

It is said that he is "born with all meridians open", possessing a physique similar to the innate Dao body in fantasy novels, and his talent is said to be the ultimate in natural human beings.

Three years ago, he successfully won five consecutive 'Martial Saint' battles and obtained the title of 'Eternal Martial Saint'.

He can be considered one of the strongest martial artists of his time.

Such a person's disciples should be of a similar caliber to Zhou Yinglin, the disciple of the Eternal Warrior Master, right?

Yin Muhu, standing nearby, spoke up:

"They say he's a disciple of the Martial Saint, but it's not really that prestigious."

She thought for a moment and said in a tactful tone, "The Martial Saint is a powerful martial artist... but it's hard to say he's a good teacher. However, he just likes to take on disciples. Nowadays, there are at least eight hundred to a thousand people in the world who claim to be disciples of the Martial Saint."

Jiang Siwei also said, "Martial Saint Li Taixian comes from a little-known sect called 'Canghe School'. This sect has never produced any powerful masters in the past, except that its founder was a grandmaster who had passed the imperial examination."

"However, the Martial Saint's talent is simply too terrifying. He has turned the rotten into the miraculous and cultivated this minor martial art to its current level."

"The disciples now under the Martial Saint also practice the 'Azure Crane Style'... But it's conceivable that not everyone in this world possesses the Martial Saint's talent, coupled with his teaching methods..."

After a pause, Jiang Siwei said tactfully:

"...very experiential, they teach based on how they practiced themselves, and the result is..."

"Many disciples of the Martial Saint have publicly complained about these things, saying that they were tricked by the Martial Saint..."

"This Dai Zongnian is already quite outstanding among the disciples of the Martial Saint. He was able to reach the U19 finals and even the top 16, but he still cannot compare with someone like Zhou Yinglin, who was personally taught and carefully guided by the Gun Saint."

Yin Muhu shook his head and said:

"In fact, the Martial Saint should have taken in a disciple like Brother Xue, whose talent is comparable to his own. Otherwise... it can only be said that he is misleading the younger generation. If Dai Zongnian could be taken in by other top martial artists and carefully trained, he might really be able to compete with Zhou Yinglin."

Xue Jing nodded and said, "I see."

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"Hello viewers, good afternoon! Welcome to the U19 Unrestricted Elite Fighting Tournament Yuancheng Finals. I'm your commentator, Tao Xingxiu!"

"After two days of rest, we will be entering the final round of 16, a total of eight exciting matches!"

"This final can be said to be the highest quality one in recent years, and as you can see, the audience here is also very enthusiastic and looking forward to it..."

The commentator's eloquent voice resounded throughout the entire Super Arena.

Seemingly due to certain reasons, the U19 event has been gaining popularity. The Super Arena, which can accommodate more than 200,000 spectators, is now almost full, with spectators everywhere and very few empty seats in sight.

After a series of introductions, thanks to sponsors and various advertisements, the commentator spoke with great enthusiasm:

"Then let's not delay any longer, let the competition officially begin, please welcome the contestants of the first match to enter the arena!"

"First, please welcome contestant Dai Zongnian!"

……

In the waiting area, Xue Jing stood not far from the contestants' passage, waiting to enter.

At that moment, a figure slowly walked out from the corridor behind him and came to his side.

Xue Jing turned his head slightly and saw a calm and composed young man he didn't recognize.

"Xue Jing..."

The boy spoke in a calm tone.

"Who are you?" Xue Jing asked, somewhat puzzled.

The boy's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "You really don't know me... Never mind, I'm Song Nanxing from the 'Tiandong Sect'."

Xue Jing thought for a moment, realizing it was probably due to the side effects of the [Proof of Love], he still didn't quite remember the name. He shook his head and said:

"Sorry, I've never heard of it..."

Song Nanxing's expression remained unchanged: "It's alright, we've met now... Do you remember what happened at the arena entrance when you came to participate in the competition a few days ago?"

some days ago?

Xue Jing thought for a while before he remembered that there were a few people who wanted to buy his cats, but were so rude that he had shoved them into the ground.

He chuckled and said, "What, are you their big shot? Want to stand up for them?"

Song Nanxing shook his head: "I've already forced them to reveal the details of this matter. It's their problem, and I have no reason to step in."

Seeing that he was being reasonable, Xue Jing asked in confusion, "Then what do you want with me?"

Song Nanxing said slowly, "I'd like to spar with you... Can we schedule a time after today's match?"

Xue Jing did not agree, but said, "Can't we fight in the arena? Your strength looks good. We will have a chance to fight in the quarterfinals."

Song Nanxing shook his head and said calmly, "Once the quarterfinals begin, you'll probably run into Zhou Yinglin, and then you might never have another chance to play against him."

Xue Jing smiled but didn't say anything.

Song Nanxing continued, "Let's arrange a meeting. It will be beneficial for you. I've fought Zhou Yinglin many times and can give you a lot of advice on what to pay attention to when fighting him..."

Xue Jing shook his head, sighed, and said, "Song..."

He paused, forgetting the man's name, and continued, "Xiao Song, I feel you've misunderstood something."

When Song Nanxing heard this overly familiar address, he was reminded of Wei Junwu, who also called him "Old Song" in a similarly familiar way, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

“You may think Zhou Yinglin is very strong and have been studying how to defeat him, treating him as a kind of big BOSS that requires a well-prepared strategy to possibly defeat.”

"But I am different from you."

Xue Jing glanced at him, his tone calm.

Meanwhile, the passionate sounds of commentary could be heard from outside.

"...Let's give a round of applause to our contestant, Xue Jing!"

As Xue Jing walked towards the contestants' passage, he said without turning his head:

"To me, he is not someone who needs to be studied in detail. In my eyes, he is just like you."

"—It's just a weed blocking the way that I need to pull out while I'm at it."

“…” Watching Xue Jing’s departing figure, Song Nanxing stood there and shook his head.

"Pretentious arrogance... or is that what you truly believe?"

"Alright, let me witness it."

Song Nanxing turned around and slowly walked away.

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