After serving three years in prison, he swept across the land upon his release.

With a whoosh, Qin Wuchen teleported to Li Chun's side at an extremely fast speed.

He extended his right palm and slowly pressed it against Li Chun's back, and then a warm current flowed into Li Chun's body.

Huff~ Huff~ Li Chun's originally rapid breathing eased, his tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and his clenched teeth slowly loosened.

Fortunately, he wasn't seriously injured, so it wouldn't affect his future cultivation... After doing all this, Qin Wuchen sighed inwardly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Qin Wuchen stood up and looked at the other end of the arena, where he saw Nakano Yosuke lying on the ground, his face pale and his lips trembling.

However, Eiji Ono did not go on the field, but allowed the medical staff to carry him off the field.

Thump, thump, thump. At that moment, Eiji Ono quickly approached the referee, facing all the spectators and reporters, and raised his voice:

"Karate dojo does not accept draws. Although Yosuke Nakano did not defeat his opponent in a direct confrontation, we are already leading by one point in the overall score. Therefore, the final victory belongs to the karate dojo!"

"Referee, am I right?"

Ono Eiji spoke in broken Chinese, and the two hosts on the stage gasped and exchanged worried glances.

"Referee, how is this situation usually handled in previous competitions?" the host in blue asked into the microphone.

The referee turned to the reporters and martial arts performers present and raised his voice, saying, "In previous martial arts matches, a draw resulted in both sides entering overtime."

"Considering that both sides are young martial arts practitioners, continuing the competition might jeopardize their future training foundation. Therefore, I propose that both sides select new martial arts practitioners and compete again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Wuchen flashed to the center of the competition platform and stood next to the referee.

"Referee, I don't think this plan is very good either. This competition is supposed to be about mutual exchange and learning. The martial arts students have been exchanging ideas, and I think the masters should also exchange ideas."

As he spoke, Qin Wuchen glanced at Ono Eiji, whose mustache twitched slightly, and then a smile appeared on his lips.

"Who are you? I remember the master at the Third Martial Arts Hall is Teacher Zhong. Do you think you have the right to speak here?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong He, who was standing outside the venue, couldn't help but tremble. He quickly stood up and called out, "Mr. Eiji Ono, this is Mr. Qin, who just took office today and is also the current teacher at the club."

"You...?" Ono Eiji frowned and looked at Qin Wuchen.

"What? You don't believe me?" Qin Wuchen's lips curled into a smile. "Or are you scared?"

"Huh? The Great Fusang Kingdom has always been afraid of this!" Ono Eiji bowed and made a gesture of respect towards the direction of his hometown.

"But I am currently at the seventh level of martial arts, while you are an A-level teacher at the sixth level of martial arts. Even if we were to compete, it would be me bullying you."

"Really?" Qin Wuchen spread his hands. "Perfect, I also happen to be at the seventh level of martial arts."

Qin Wuchen suddenly advanced to a higher realm, and a gust of wind burst forth from his body. All the martial artists present clearly felt the pressure of his seventh-level martial arts realm.

"Mr. Qin is actually at the seventh level of martial arts! Such strength is extremely rare even in Yunhai City. Who exactly is he?" On stage, the host in blue frowned upon seeing this and asked.

The host in black seemed to have thought of something, frowning as he fell into deep thought. After a while, he suddenly stood up: "Qin Wuchen... Qin Wuchen... I remember now!"

"Wasn't Qin Wuchen just a few days ago the son-in-law of the Jiang family? How come he's already at the seventh level of martial arts?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion erupted in the room. The martial arts performers and reporters lowered their heads and whispered among themselves. Even Eiji Ono sneered and said:

"You're actually a live-in son-in-law? A seventh-level martial artist willingly becoming a live-in son-in-law? You're truly a disgrace to martial artists."

Qin Wuchen completely ignored the surrounding chatter. He simply relaxed his brow, unconcerned: "What? Is Ono Eiji scared?"

"Heh!" Ono Eiji chuckled.

"The warriors of my great Fusang Kingdom will never fear! Let alone a mere son-in-law. Referee, I accept his proposal, but I have one additional request..."

After speaking, Eiji Ono paused for a moment, then revealed a wicked smile: "I want him to sign a life-or-death contract! On the fighting field, life or death is irrelevant!"

A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd, and reporters quickly raised their cameras, snapping away incessantly, the flashes illuminating the arena.

On the other side, the referee turned to Qin Wuchen and asked calmly, "Mr. Qin, do you accept Ono Eiji's proposal?"

Qin Wuchen nodded: "Why not...?"

Immediately, a commotion erupted in the room.

"I never expected that such a small competition would involve a life-or-death contract. It's truly unexpected!" a reporter exclaimed.

"Hey, boss! I want to be on the front page! Today at the Third Martial Arts Hall, the Jiang family's son-in-law battles a karate master! It's bound to be a hot topic!" Another reporter immediately dialed the number and shouted into the other end of the line.

"Has Qin Wuchen gone mad? Doesn't he know that Ono Eiji is a member of the Japanese Ninja Association? With his strength, he is not someone that ordinary martial artists can compare to."

"Yeah, this guy must be desperate to get ahead."

The camera flashes went off incessantly, and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the referee drafted a waiver of liability.

Qin Wuchen signed his name and pressed his fingerprint on it, after which both of them returned to their respective rest rooms.

A few minutes later, the third match, which was also the one that would determine life or death, began.

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