High Martial Arts: My Blood Qi Can Be Increased Infinitely

"I give up..."

After Chu Wen sent Zhang Liping flying with a single punch, the other contestants didn't even dare to fight him.

They came here to exchange skills, not to get beaten up for their "passion"!

Chu Wen seemed quite amiable earlier, but for some reason, when he encountered Zhang Liping, he knocked her unconscious with a single punch.

Zhang Liping is quite capable; she's ranked in the top 50 in the Dragon Ridge Corridor!

As a result, he fell down with just one punch in front of Chu Wen?

This made all the contestants who originally intended to make friends give up on their plans.

Chu Wen stood on the arena, looking expressionlessly at the defeated contestant.

Looking towards the arena where Chen Angyi and Xu Yunzhong were fighting, he realized that he hadn't faced them yet and was probably scheduled for the last few rounds.

Only 97 arena rings remain lit.

More than 400 players have already left the competition, which is indeed very fierce. In such an intense competition, even those who persevere to the end deserve a place in the top 100.

The purpose of the points-based system is to weed out those who are hoping to get away with something.

"Chu Wen is now treated the same as Xu Yunzhong on the field; no one dares to lay a hand on him."

"Zhang Liping is still in the hospital..."

"Knocking out a top 50 contestant with a single punch—what kind of skill is that? Even Xu Yunzhong isn't that strong, is he?"

No sooner had someone praised Chu Wen than dissenting voices emerged.

"No, how can Chu Wenping compare to Xu Yunzhong? Xu Yunzhong can instantly kill a high-level general."

"Then can't Chu Wen fight high-level generals?"

"Chu Wen is only at the intermediate-level warrior level. He's only so arrogant because of his superior cultivation level. Does a newly enrolled special recruit have time to hone his 'martial sense'?"

"They're not even in the same league, understand?"

"He's probably still gloating, using his superior cultivation level to make himself seem impressive. It's really stupid."

"What he should be doing right now is honing his 'martial sense' instead of wasting time trying to improve his cultivation level, which would be putting the cart before the horse."

Several students who had repeated a year made sarcastic remarks.

"Besides, Xu Yunzhong has Pan Angyi behind him. That guy's attack level is something that even some high-level beast generals can't withstand."

"Chu Wen is probably in a tough spot against Pan Angyi; it's uncertain whether he can even survive the first few moves."

"He couldn't have beaten those two at the Dragon Spine Corridor, could he? Only three months have passed, how much improvement could he have made?"

On the sidelines of the stands, Xu Yunzhong's admirers also began to create momentum.

They didn't want to see Chu Wen so powerful, especially since Chu Wen had ties to the Jiangnan faction. Even if they acknowledged his strength, they were unwilling to admit it.

Deep down, this group still hopes that Xu Yunzhong and Pan Angyi can restore the status that the new Hangzhou Wuhan University should have!

Chu Wen had previously stole the show in the Dragon Spine Corridor, and most people were envious: Why couldn't he be third?

Why should someone who could only attend Jiangnan Martial Arts University back then be able to step on their heads now?

They are the pride of the new Hangzhou Wuhan University!

"At worst, Chu Wen will become the perennial third place; whether he can become the second is still a mystery."

Just as this group of people were giving each other the cold shoulder, a contemptuous voice rang out.

"A bunch of people who don't even have the courage to register are here gossiping about the top ten contestants?"

"What, you think you're too free? Come and spar with me."

Lin Wei, dressed in a blue martial arts uniform, spoke while adjusting the bandages on her hands.

A group of people looked at her, but none of them dared to utter a word of rebuttal.

"Open your dog eyes and look carefully, then shut your mouths."

Zhao Qian, who was standing next to Lin Wei, was secretly laughing to herself, but she also glanced curiously at the contestants in the arena from time to time, thinking to herself: Is this all the attitude they have? The students from Xinhang Martial Arts University are not so great.

"Weiwei, you're really protecting him. These people are just a bit gossipy," Lin Wei teased, wanting to see Lin Wei's little expression again.

Lin Wei simply looked at the crowd and said indifferently, "Martial artists should use their hands instead of their words. I don't mind teaching a bunch of trash a lesson."

Chen Dai scratched his head, sitting in the audience. He had just wanted to say something in rebuttal, but Lin Wei completely dominated the atmosphere...

Chu Wen stepped off the stage, ignoring the spectators, and asked Lin Wei, "Finished?"

"It's just a points competition. Players who aren't in the top five aren't even worth my attention," Lin Wei said arrogantly.

Chu Wen smiled and sat back down in the arena.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of another pair of eyes—

Pan Angyi.

This perennial runner-up, who never revealed his true colors, had forced Xu Yunzhong to reveal his trump card on several occasions.

Chu Wen had also watched his sparring videos online. He relied on brute force and had mastered a deadly technique called "long-range punch." Similar to the invisible blade of the Burning Blade Technique, his martial arts skills must have reached a level of returning to simplicity. He was truly a genius.

With his eyes slightly closed, Chu Wen sat on the preparation seat, feeling the lightness brought by the Hunyuan Breathing Technique.

He has now reached perfection in the Chaos Breathing Technique, but progress in the Primordial Breathing Technique is slow.

As the two breathing techniques were applied to him simultaneously, he increasingly felt the terror of the Hunyuan Breathing Technique.

Even if the Chaos Breathing Technique reaches the point of returning to simplicity, its extreme potential can probably increase combat power tenfold.

However, the Hunyuan Breathing Method can already achieve this at the advanced stage! It even continues to nourish one's physical body.

Punching power? Speed?

These are all just a cover-up! Chu Wen's greatest strength right now is his physique!

In his eyes, even a B-grade battle knife is nothing more than something he can catch with his bare hands! A C-grade battle knife can be broken into pieces!

His powerful physical body is his greatest trump card! This is something the quantum computer cannot detect.

Only the physical data collected by Yu Chiyu can provide some insight, but it won't be complete.

A powerful physical body has always been the exclusive domain of demonic beasts. No matter how much human martial artists improve their strength, there is still an insurmountable gap between them and demonic beasts. In terms of physical strength, they will always be a whole realm lower.

"The matchup information is out!"

"Huh? Pan Angyi is going to fight Chu Wen?!"

"Seriously, it's already the semifinals!"

It was already late at night, and the once quiet spectator stands were suddenly filled with a deafening roar.

The names of the two people on the screen kept scrolling, and the atmosphere began to stir.

Xu Yunzhong also cast a lingering glance at one of the arenas.

On the arena, Chu Wen and Pan Angyi were already in position.

Pan Angyi's martial arts uniform was reduced to a shawl, like a towel draped over his shoulders. His muscular physique made many female martial artists swallow hard.

"Chu Wen, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Pan Angyi's eyes were filled with ferocity, and he spoke sparingly. He slowly untied the iron weights wrapped around his feet and threw them off the stage one by one. "Intermediate-level warrior, plus a martial skill at the Return to Simplicity level, you are worth my full effort."

The sound of the metal block hitting the ground echoed throughout the stadium, making many people uneasy.

Why does Pan Angyi value Chu Wen so much?

【start!】

A relentless mechanical voice rang out.

Chu Wen leaped into the air and landed lightly on the wooden stake.

Pan Ang smiled contemptuously, and with a stomp of his foot, the obstacle that had been raised on the arena shattered into pieces!

The dust and debris obscured the view of most students.

"He's going for the big one right off the bat, Chu Wen's doomed."

"Pan Ang's move was a killing blow from the start. I can only wish Chu Wen good luck."

A group of people looked smugly at the scattered debris in the arena, their eyes filled with mockery: Keep being arrogant, I wonder what Chu Wen's expression will be when he lies on the ground later.

However, as the debris continued to drift for longer and longer, the dust and debris in the field never dispersed.

Some people then realized that something was wrong.

"What's going on? Is there a problem with the computer? Is it not over yet?"

"No way..."

They were aware of the problem, but couldn't see exactly what was happening on the field.

Only Xu Yunzhong and some of the teachers watching the game suddenly stood up, their breathing becoming rapid.

"This is... Chaos Combat Technique?"

"How is that possible!?"