Gao Wuming: From Dockworker to Physical Achievement

Chapter 132 Selection

Martial arts geniuses from small towns may be able to catch up in terms of skill level, but in terms of actual combat and fighting techniques, they are probably far behind.

He'll probably be defeated in just a few matches, or even just once.

Bi Hai shook his head, feeling a mix of emotions.

At this moment, Li Cheng said, "I come from the dock, uh, the dock gate, my name is Li Cheng."

He couldn't admit that he didn't belong to any sect, so he simply changed the name of the "Dock Gang" to use it.

"So it's Brother Li from the dock gate." Bi Hai smiled slightly.

As expected, it's a sect I've never heard of before.

He didn't take it to heart, chatted casually for a few minutes, and then turned his attention to the martial arts competition below.

After a martial arts competition.

He commented: "Although the level has been reached, the power cannot be converted into combat power, and the sensory instincts have not been specially trained, which easily leads to a slight deficiency in strength."

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Having said that, he waited for Li Cheng's reaction.

After hearing this, the other person will probably think of themselves and then ask for advice.

He would naturally offer a few words of advice to the other party from the perspective of a disciple of a prestigious family.

After waiting for a while, Li Cheng didn't see any reaction from He.

Turning his head, he saw that Li Cheng had started to doze off in his seat at some point.

"Brother Li, you—" Bi Hai was greatly shocked. How could a martial arts competition make someone sleepy?

Li Cheng was woken up by the call and asked in confusion, "Is something the matter, Brother Bihai?"

"No, it's alright, you can continue sleeping," Bi Hai said with a shake of his head.

This person is really just here to have fun.

Shortly after, shouts came from the arena: "Number 19, Number 25."

"It's my turn."

Bi Hai stood up, stretched his limbs, and jumped straight down from the viewing area without taking the steps.

He slammed himself onto the ring with his hands behind his back.

Looking up at the stands, Li Cheng had already regained his senses and focused his gaze on the arena.

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

This will show this guy from a small sect the difference between a prestigious sect and an ordinary martial artist.

He wanted to show off, but the other party knew nothing, so he couldn't get the point across.

This made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Regardless, once he revealed his strength as a genius from a prestigious family, the other party naturally sensed the difference.

However, after he looked away, Li Cheng also got up and walked down the steps to watch the show.

We arrived at the arena in another area.

He was also in this competition.

When he arrived at the location, his opponent also arrived; he was a strong martial artist with a full beard.

"Why is Li Cheng participating in the selection? Where is Chen Yi?"

The referees were dirty martial arts instructors from the three major martial arts schools.

And it was an old acquaintance, Hong Zheng.

He recognized Li Cheng and frowned.

Li Cheng is Chen Yi's subordinate, so how could he be qualified to come to this arena? You should know that this selection is based on hard strength to reach the training level, not just on the level of cultivation.

This was before, when he and Liu Hong had spent a lot of time persuading him.

Only then did they convince the master chef who set the rules.

By gaining their approval, the martial arts instructors selected will be of higher quality.

This was so that Chen Yi could participate in the selection even if his cultivation level did not meet the requirements.

However, they later learned that Chen Yi's strength far exceeded their expectations, and passing the selection process would have been a piece of cake.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't Chen Yi who arrived, but Li Cheng.

"What is Chen Yi thinking? Even if he is quite strong, the Extreme Realm is not comparable to the Qi Refining Realm. That is the true realm of a strong person."

Hong Zheng was anxious.

I'm just acting as a referee right now, so I can't ask directly.

We'll have to ask again later.

"Both sides, prepare, begin!" he shouted.

"Drink up, Heavy Cannon Fist!" the bearded martial artist shouted.

With his shout, his figure shot straight toward Li Cheng like a cannonball.

A pair of fists as big as bowls slammed into Li Cheng like cannonballs.

Just as the fist was about to strike Li Cheng.

Li Cheng moved swiftly, flashing to the side of the bearded martial artist. His fist lashed out, striking the bearded martial artist's face with surprising speed and force.

The bearded martial artist was knocked to the ground and rolled twice. On the third roll, he did a somersault, jumped up, and stared at Li Cheng.

He said, "Impressive skill, impressive speed, but how many more times can you pull off such a burst of speed?"

After saying that, he continued to throw punches at Li Cheng.

The gruesome martial arts master has a strong body and can withstand a few blows, but can Li Cheng keep unleashing bursts of power?

Pushing your body to the limit for explosive power is not a wise move; he'll teach you how today.

"Aaaaaah!" the bearded martial artist screamed in agony.

Li Cheng's body moved around him constantly, throwing punches, and no matter how he dodged, he would always be within the range of the punches.

One punch, two punches, three punches — ten punches.

In a short time, he landed ten punches on the bearded martial artist, each punch powerful and heavy, with a strength far exceeding that of ordinary dirty martial artists.

And he showed no signs of exhaustion whatsoever.

What about the overexertion after your outburst, and the period of weakness?

"I surrender, I surrender!" shouted the bearded martial artist.

The fist in front of him stopped just as it was about to smash head-on into his face.

Li Cheng withdrew his hand and looked at Hong Zheng: "He admitted defeat, so I won, right?"

Hong Zheng stared in disbelief, only snapping out of his daze when Li Cheng spoke. He nodded and said, "You won."

He immediately shouted, "Number 21 wins!"

The bearded martial artist dragged his aching body off the stage.

As he walked, he cursed inwardly, "What kind of monster is this? Is it even human?"

Coming to his senses, Hong Zheng also cursed inwardly, "Isn't this guy Chen Yi's subordinate? How come his strength is like that of a monster?"

He did the math himself and realized that if he faced Li Cheng, he would be beaten like a child.

He was just as capable as Chen Yi back then.

Li Cheng was completely unaware of the curses they were internally hurling at each other.

He walked out from the edge of the ring, crossed the steps, and returned to the stands, and surprisingly, hardly anyone noticed him.

Because all eyes in the stands were focused on one particular area.

In that area, figures from the mainland's list of top talents were engaged in a martial arts competition.

It was Bi Hai, ranked eighth on the list of prodigies.

Martial arts instructors from the mainland all recognize him.

The local martial arts instructors in Tianhai didn't know, but seeing the focused expressions of those around them, some even struck up conversations and received explanations.

Then everyone knew what the Heavenly Pride Ranking was all about, and what the people on the list were all about.

This is the ranking of the talent and strength of the younger generation of martial arts masters in the Great Xuan martial arts world.

The fact that Bi Hai was able to rank eighth on this list proves his strength.

No wonder so many people watch it.

Having finished his battle early and returned to his position, Li Cheng also turned his gaze toward the arena where Bi Hai was.

But then, the martial arts master who was fighting Bi Hai continued to throw punches and kicks at him.

Bi Hai simply twisted his body to dodge the opponent's attack.

While dodging, he also had the leisure to point out the shortcomings of his opponent's martial arts, appearing quite at ease.

The martial artist who had attacked was furious and shouted, "Is all you can do is dodge?"

"Want to exchange fistfights? Okay."

Bi Hai smiled slightly, stopped, and then threw a punch just like his opponent.

Bang.

The martial artist opposite him retreated rapidly, taking several steps before regaining his balance.

He took a deep look at the blue sea, and finally said unwillingly, "I admit defeat."

With such a huge gap, no matter how much he struggles, it's useless.

"Number 25 wins," the referee announced.

"No wonder he's ranked eighth on the Prodigy Ranking, the gap is huge," the martial arts master sighed.

Bi Hai smiled and said, "Your strength is also very strong, a notch above that of ordinary dirty martial artists. If you hadn't met me, you would have had no problem making it to the next round of selections."

The martial arts master shook his head and sighed, "Luck is also a part of strength."

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Having said that, he left with regret.

Bi Hai looked towards the stands, his gaze mainly fixed on Li Cheng's face.

I wanted to see the other person's surprised expression.