High Martial Arts: Starting from the Strongest Junior High Student

The battle continues.

Chen Shi had to admit that Xiahou Yun was a formidable opponent with extraordinary strength, at least a level above Wang Yanfeng.

Running fast, jumping high, with excellent physical abilities, when the superpower is unleashed, the shuttlecock speed suddenly soars, accompanied by sparks. Fortunately, the shuttlecock is specially made and will not actually be damaged by the elements!

Chen Shizhen truly felt the power within the explosive ball; in just ten minutes, the shock had already made his wrists a little sore.

But he focused his mind and continued the match. The ignited shuttlecock bounced rapidly back and forth on the net, making the audience's eyes sway from side to side. It was just too fast and too fierce!

suddenly!

"call out!"

Chen Shi delivered a powerful shot, sending the ball soaring high into the sky like a rocket. Xiahou Yun looked up, her face stiffening as she wondered how she was going to catch it.

Fifteen minutes later.

The score reached 88:128, with Chen Shi leading by 40 points, but Xiahou Yun was not entirely without a chance.

Her fighting spirit was unwavering; she was determined not to give up until the very last moment.

Both players were so engrossed in their game that they completely forgot to look at the scoreboard, running and hitting the ball at breakneck speed across the field, their pace quickening.

On the battlefield, sparks flew on one side and blood mist lingered on the other. Chen Shi also discovered that after the blood tide had been running for a while, the body temperature would start to rise and white mist would emerge, creating a vivid scene.

After more than twenty minutes, Chen Shi unleashed another powerful shot!

Sweating profusely, Xiahou Yun looked up, suddenly turned and sprinted to the side, but even with his racket outstretched, he couldn't catch it; he couldn't reach it.

She angrily slammed her fist on the ground and quickly stood up without pausing, because the rules of this game weren't that complicated, and Chen Shi wouldn't wait for her to stand up before serving.

Sure enough, after she stood up, Chen Shi's ball came again, heading towards the other diagonal.

Xiahou Yun still couldn't catch the ball, losing two more in a row, and she was panting heavily.

Chen Shi still did not stop.

Wang Guanzhong said nervously, "Xiahou Yun seems to be running out of stamina; she can't keep up with Chen Shi's pace."

"This is the biggest test of unrestricted badminton. There is no time for rest or pauses, and the scorer can serve directly. Once you run out of energy and lose your rhythm, it will be a complete collapse."

"Many people have protested why the rules are so rigid, not even allowing time for rest."

"Because on the battlefield, your opponent won't give you time to rest; they won't wait for you to catch your breath before striking you."

"Therefore, all the current rules are designed to allow martial artists to adapt to the intensity of the front lines in advance."

"Let alone resting for a few seconds in thirty minutes, in a guerrilla war, it is common to move at high speed continuously for three days and three nights without stopping. Once someone in a team gets tired and stops, he will bring danger to the entire team, or even the possibility of annihilation."

"Those who have made it this far will surely become soldiers on the front lines in the future, as long as they study hard. They must understand this harsh truth."

"In a duel between martial artists, there are no rules; you must be stronger than your opponent to win."

"At the same age and in the same race, Chen Shi can still run, but Xiahou Yun can't. The outcome is self-evident."

In the final ten minutes, Xiahou Yun's army collapsed like a house of cards.

The final score was 278-145.

Xiahou Yun gave a wry smile, put the racket back, and walked off the stage without shaking hands with Chen Shi.

Her Dao heart was completely shattered.

It's already hard to accept that a seventh grader beat her, but what's even more devastating is that she once mocked him for being arrogant and ignorant.

But the truth told her that Chen Shicai was heaven and earth, and that she was the one who didn't know it.

Chen Shi, who was about to step forward to shake hands, was puzzled.

Actually, he held back out of respect for Huang Liangsheng; otherwise, he could have scored over 290 points.

Without thinking much, he walked towards Zhang Xuexin as Wang Guanzhong announced that Chen Shi had made it to the finals, and they returned to the lounge together.

It's 8:10 now, and the final match will officially begin in half an hour.

As soon as Chen Shi entered the lounge, he felt a sense of comfort.

It's quiet now.

It was so noisy outside, my eardrums were about to burst, and the intense combat made me feel dizzy.

So when he entered the comfortable and quiet rest room, Chen Shi breathed a sigh of relief and took the water handed to him by his junior sister and began to drink it heartily.

A junior female student took a brand-new towel and meticulously wiped the sweat off Chen Shi's body.

Chen Shi simply took off his clothes and let her wipe him, otherwise the sticky feeling would be uncomfortable.

The junior sister's cheeks flushed slightly, but she didn't stop. When she felt the hardness of Chen Shi's body through the towel, she felt a pang of pity.

Now, Chen Shi's muscles are very well defined, but not very large. Although martial artists don't pursue large muscles, Chen Shi is still too thin, with a thin layer of flesh hanging all over his body. However, he is only in the first year of junior high school, and his body has not yet fully grown, which is normal.

Although it is not large, it is extremely hard, like a steel wall, with a strong vitality surging in its flesh and blood.

Suddenly, the boy looked up at the muted television screen and a smile appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?" Junior Sister Rou Rou asked.

Chen Shidao: "It feels like I've had a dream."

"Hmm?" The junior sister raised an eyebrow.

"So fast." Chen Shi lowered his head and exhaled a long breath of hot air, then said, "I was sitting like this last night, feeling extremely anxious."

"It seems like the day has passed in the blink of an eye."

"I don't know how to say it."

"It seems like I suddenly went from an unknown nobody to the god of war people talk about."

"Or rather, suddenly someone who had no achievements at all became a candidate for the championship or runner-up."

"I won in a flash, I was just one step away!"

"I feel no fear at all right now."

"All I want to do is fight!"

"Just one last breath away!"

Zhang Xuexin smiled and took out her phone to find the live broadcast room of the Linshan City Martial Arts Channel.

"Look."

Chen Shi looked down and immediately raised an eyebrow.

"Really?!"

"2000 million people are watching?"

Zhang Xuexin shook her head and said, "You already had 2300 million when you were fighting Xiahou Yun just now."

"It's rest time now, so quite a few people have gone out. When you actually fight Cang Tianzong, the number of viewers should reach 3000 million."

"Look, there are so many comments spamming your name."

"Hey, is this Huang Liangjun?"

Chen Shi's eyes lit up. The barrage of comments was moving very fast. He couldn't read the long text clearly, but Huang Liangjun paid to send a comment that would stay for ten seconds.

"Don't say my Brother Chen's rise to fame was overnight; he's been refined through countless trials. He practices martial arts relentlessly, 365 days a year without a break. Even when I get home at night, he's still practicing. He has 1% talent and 99% hard work. His victory is only natural!"

These words brought a smile to Chen Shi's face.

Zhang Xuexin said with a smile, "Look, everyone is cheering you on."

Everyone's eagerly anticipating the moment you stand on the highest podium!

The boy closed his eyes, and a beautiful fantasy seemed to begin in his mind. A smile involuntarily appeared on his lips, and his emotions quickly relaxed.

The bell rang 25 minutes later!

He suddenly opened his eyes and roared, "Let's go, let's start the war!"