High Martial Arts: My Blood Qi Can Be Increased Infinitely

"What? How is this possible? Chu Wen is actually on par with Xu Yunzhong?"

"My God, just how strong is Chu Wen? How could he possibly fight Xu Yunzhong to a draw?"

Some of Yunzhong's loyal supporters felt their hearts tremble, their throats tighten, and their breathing became rapid, as if they would stop breathing at any moment.

"Why is this happening? Can anyone tell me why Chu Wen is so strong?"

"Wasn't he only third in the Dragon's Spine Corridor? Less than three months later, he's already reached first place?"

"Don't worry, Xu Yunzhong is probably just testing the waters. After all, defeating the opponent in one fell swoop would also be a loss of face. When two strong people fight, they will definitely save face for each other."

"Only Chu Wen is a hothead, not knowing to leave Pan Angyi any face. What's the difference between this and slapping him in the face and making an enemy?"

"Xu Yunzhong is teaching the other party to leave room for maneuver in life."

Some self-important senior students spoke eloquently, but they did not believe that Chu Wen could defeat Xu Yunzhong.

Even the most talented geniuses at Jiangnan Martial Arts University are nothing special; Xu Yunzhong, on the other hand, can fight monsters that are beyond his level.

So what if Chu Wen is only a mid-level warrior? Xu Yunzhong can still win. It would be truly shameful for a mid-level warrior to lose to a high-level warrior.

Even if we take a step back and say something like Pan Angyi, if a high-level warrior loses, so be it. But the opponent is a mid-level general, so we can label it as an unfair victory.

"Hmph, look at the strength of a mid-level warrior, they are struggling so much. If Xu Yunzhong and others unleash their full power, Chu Wen will probably lose."

Only some teachers with the strength of a beginner-level Battle King had sweaty palms; it was the first time they had ever been so excited to see their students fight in the arena.

Chu Wen's strength was beyond their imagination. His movement and fist techniques, combined with the Chaos Battle Technique, made his figure's path on the arena seem like a painting—beautiful and graceful!

On the other hand, Xu Yunzhong appears to be suppressing Chu Wen layer by layer, but in reality, this kind of fighting style cannot last long and will soon show signs of weakness.

Xu Yunzhong also realized this, and his palm techniques, combined with his footwork, became increasingly conservative.

Bang bang bang!

After several more exchanges, the two fighters moved around the ring nearly a hundred times.

The sweat on the stage reflected a halo under the lights, but just as Xu Yunzhong raised his hand and lowered his palm, he saw that Chu Wen's face was not tired at all, and there were not even beads of sweat on his forehead!

His heart trembled, and his palm strike was a beat too slow. Chu Wen seized the opportunity and struck his right shoulder, sending him flying three body lengths before he regained his balance.

The audience fell silent, bewildered as to what had just happened.

"If you don't make a move now, you might miss your chance."

Chu Wen's voice echoed in Xu Yunzhong's ears. Xu Yunzhong sensed something was wrong and instinctively raised his hands to protect his head. He was met with a downward slash!

Bang~!

Splinters of wood flew up along with the broken wooden stake. Xu Yunzhong's legs trembled, and he lost his balance, falling off the training stake and losing his offensive advantage.

He became a sitting duck in the ring.

Chu Wen did not take advantage of his opponent. He jumped down from the wooden stake, followed by a stomping kick, which made Xu Yunzhong roll to the side in a sorry state.

Xu Yunzhong was already showing signs of weakness, and his Flying Breathing Technique was starting to become chaotic. His blood and qi were surging within him, and he could no longer control the balance of his battle techniques.

"Your breathing technique is only at the beginner level. When combined with other martial arts techniques to form a battle strategy, once that breath is broken, it will backfire on you."

"You want to win too much, but the more you want to win, the less likely you are to win."

Chu Wen stood to the side, offering his comments.

Xu Yunzhong forcefully activated his martial arts technique, the flowing fire in his palm igniting slightly, and slashed towards Chu Wen's chest in one swift motion.

Chu Wen stopped relying on his agility to dodge and instead used the Chaos Fist Technique to attack as a form of defense.

Bang!

Xu Yunzhong's palm strike felt like it was stabbing a cactus; he felt a sharp pain in his palm that spread throughout his entire arm, as if a piece of flesh had been torn off.

He landed ten meters away, panting heavily, his eyes filled with helplessness.

Tell me, how much of your strength did you use?

Xu Yunzhong stood on the stage with great effort, but everyone could see that he was on the verge of collapse.

Chu Wen simply stood there, just as he had when he first went on stage, showing no signs of exhaustion.

"Not bad, I used 30% of my strength."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yunzhong gave a bitter laugh, then collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.

Chu Wen was telling the truth. Xu Yunzhong essentially made him unleash the strength of a high-level warrior, but this did not take into account the Chaos Battle Technique.

If Chu Wen hadn't learned the Chaos Battle Technique beforehand, he could have barely won by relying on his Blood Demon state.

However, after Chu Wen was promoted to the rank of general, Xu Yunzhong could no longer fight Chu Wen.

Only Chu Wen knew that this battle was a foregone conclusion; it had only lasted so long out of respect for the opponent's strength.

After all, he is the top figure of the new Hangzhou Wuda University. If he were to be knocked to the ground by a single punch, it wouldn't sound good if word got out.

"ah!?"

"How could this be? Xu Yunzhong lost?"

The students at the new Hangzhou Wuhan University had a variety of expressions, and some even broke down in tears, their beliefs crumbling.

Xu Yunzhong was their last fig leaf! In the end, they were still defeated by Chu Wen.

There wasn't even a scratch on Chu Wen's body; it was a complete annihilation!

"Chu Wen is awesome!" came the shouts from the Jiangnan faction's seats.

"Chu Wen! Brother Wen!" Excited shouts echoed throughout the venue.

Conversely, the students of Xinhang were completely silent, experiencing a huge gap for the first time.

Although this is the venue for the new Hangzhou Wuhan University, the Jiangnan School of Management is taking center stage.

Just four months ago, the Jiangnan faction couldn't even hold their heads up in the new Hangzhou Wuhan University.

As a result, Chu Wen appeared, and everything changed.

"Brother Wen is awesome!"

Liu Changshou jumped up excitedly from his seat in the Jiangnan faction.

If we're talking about who got the most revenge in this arena, it's naturally Liu Changshou.

Liu Changshou's reputation as a "traitor to Xinhang" has long been scorned by the students of Xinhang.

Many people don't understand why this guy would join the Jiangnan Society and hang out with people from the Jiangnan faction.

Only now have some bright minds realized that Liu Changshou's foresight was truly terrifying; he had latched onto a powerful figure so early on!

Joining the Jiangnan Society now is probably a bit too late!

The points competition has ended, but a new email appeared on everyone's personal computers.

The qualifying rounds will not be held this year; the exchange program slots will be determined based on the rankings from the points-based competition.

Most of the contestants sat in the venue, completely bewildered.

"This seems different from previous years? What's going on?"

"Due to the excessive number of participants withdrawing from this preliminary round, there will be no further qualifying rounds. The visiting scholar positions will be determined directly based on the points ranking!"

"Why? I can still fight!"

A group of people stared at the text sent from the personal terminal, their heads buzzing.

Many people deeply regretted giving up several matches, just to conserve their strength for the qualifying rounds.

"That's not fair! Why? If there hadn't been a qualifying round, I would have fought my hardest!"

Many people began to complain.

suddenly--

Two storms swept through the arena, and two men of extraordinary bearing appeared on the viewing platform.

"Hmph, as a martial artist, you don't even have the awareness to go all out. What do you expect to achieve?"

"Is a points-based tournament still a competition?"

Those who are timid and afraid of getting hurt will never achieve great things!

Some of the contestants gasped for breath and looked at the two figures on the highest spectator platform.

"That's... Principal Yang Tianlong?"

"And... the genius war god, Rox..."

"They were just watching the game?"