High Martial Arts: Starting from the Strongest Junior High Student

After sitting quietly for 25 minutes, Chen Shi ran out of the athletes' tunnel!

The moment his figure appeared in the stadium, the shouts of "Chen Shi!" from the entire stadium reached their peak, the unanimous cheers shaking the young man's ears and eyes.

He opened his arms, waving to the surroundings, his face beaming with joy and a smile, enjoying the beauty of the scene. Finally, he looked down and saw the girl sitting on a bench, smiling at him and softly calling out, "Good luck!"

Chen Shi walked towards the court with all of this, deftly picked up the racket placed next to the referee's table, and then began to jump in place to warm up.

Across from him, Cang Tianzong walked over arrogantly without a racket, finally standing in the huge badminton court. Looking at the hopping guy in front of him, he sneered and said, "Like a monkey."

Chen Shi ignored him, his mind focused solely on the match three minutes from now!

Above the large screen.

Wang Guanzhong's excitement was also hard to hide.

"Please return to your seats, everyone watching on television!"

"The match will start in three minutes!"

"Chen Shi, truly a prodigy!"

"The starry sky above us will witness the birth of the strongest junior high school student in Linshan City!"

"Today!"

"Just 30 minutes from now!"

"I believe everyone is already familiar with the personal parameters of the two players."

"Currently, Cang Tianzong's approval rating remains as high as 70%, while Chen Shi only has 30%!"

"I believe everyone shares my thought: will Chen Shi be able to receive Cang Tianzong's serve?"

"You know, from daytime until now, no one has caught Cang Tianzong's ball!"

"His light is too fast, faster than the wind in Guannan!"

"If Chen Shi can't receive Cang Tianzong's serve, then no matter how well he performed before, his fate will probably be no different from that of Cang Tianzong's previous opponents!"

"Come on, one minute left! Both players, get ready!"

Chen Shi held his racket, stared at the opponent, took a deep breath, and his eyes were focused.

At this moment, the summer night breeze, the shouts of the people, the voice of the host, and everything around him had faded into the distance.

His eyes were fixed on the vast sky before him. He stood proudly, his eyes like stars, exuding an air of absolute certainty of victory.

The final level!

Chen Shi let out another long breath, his eyes fixed on every movement of Cang Tianzong.

Left and right, up and down.

The teacher's wife has already taught him everything thoroughly!

opposite.

Cang Tianzong wasn't entirely relaxed either; the pressure from Chen Shi's winning gaze was considerable.

He didn't know what gave the other party the confidence, but that drive really made people feel a little wary, and even made them believe that he might actually win.

Absolutely impossible!

Cang Tianzong's gaze gradually turned sharp.

He carries a heavy burden: the expectations of his parents, the expectations of his school, and his own expectations.

Furthermore, Hengshan and Wolong have an irreconcilable feud, so the final winner will be decided in this round!

8:40!

A gunshot rang out!

The game started on time!

In an instant.

The entire venue fell into a near-silence, with everyone staring intently at the large screen, and viewers in front of their televisions craning their necks.

As expected, Cang Tianzong used his elemental powers to summon a badminton shuttlecock, and then his eyes suddenly narrowed.

In that instant, Chen Shichao moved to the left!

Before the ball even left the court, Chen Shi had already moved. Cang Tianzong's heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't stop his momentum.

Ball out!

"call out!"

A beam of light flew toward Chen Shi's left, but Chen Shi had been waiting there for a long time!

As the blood tide surged, blood vessels burst from Chen Shitong's pupils. He gripped the racket with both hands, and the penetrating force had become muscle memory!

With a sharp screech!

"call out!"

The shuttlecock was hit back!

Wang Guanzhong excitedly stood up and shouted, "He caught it! Chen Shi caught it!"

"Score!"

"Chen Shi scores!"

"Two points beyond the limit!"

This was a decisive moment.

In the audience, the people from Hengshan had already jumped up, while in contrast, Wolong was completely silent; not a single student was willing to believe what they were seeing was real.

How did Chen Shi catch it?

The most terrifying thing about Cangtianzong is that from daytime until now, no one has caught his ball!

But now that record has been broken.

Chen Shi caught the ball that Cang Tianzong had been throwing!

Suddenly, this person's prestige plummeted, the oppressive aura dissipated, and even Cang Tianzong himself was in a daze.

The coach repeatedly reassured him that at his age, Guang Yuansu was invincible on the badminton court, and there was no need to be nervous; Chen Shijue had absolutely no chance of receiving his serve!

But he caught it and struck back with tremendous force!

Without hesitation, Chen Shi served the second ball immediately, too fast, giving Cang Tianzong no time to react.

Chen Shi scored two more points!

Then the third ball!

Veins bulged on Cang Tianzong's forehead as he roared, "You have absolutely no chance of getting a single point from me again!"

Facing the incoming straight ball, he raised his right hand, a white light appearing at his fingertips. After stopping the ball, he gently twisted his fingers.

Chen Shi suddenly ran to the other side!

He caught it again and hit the ball back!

Cang Tianzong snorted coldly and then focused on continuing his counterattack!

No matter how fast Chen Shi's ball is, it can't outrun his eyes!

This time, Chen Shi failed to catch it.

Heaven has scored 2 points!

The people at Wolong Middle School breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Shi remained calm and confident that as long as he continued to play at this pace, he would win!

He had figured it out: Cang Tianzong was someone who never made feints. Wherever his finger pointed, the ball would fly in that direction. If he ran ahead, it would be easy to catch!

For the next ten rounds, Cangtianzong continued to score points.

The score suddenly widened from 4-2 to 4-12.

The students from Wolong Middle School smiled again, thinking, "That's right, that's more like it!"

But Chen Shi showed no worry and continued to fight as usual!

The host, Wang Guanzhong, has fallen silent.

He wanted to say it, but he didn't dare.

He knew why Chen Shi was able to catch it.

He also knew that Cang Tianzong was in danger.

But he didn't want to say it because he was biased towards Chen Shi, and he had learned about the boy during his break.

He was born to be a general.

Two training sessions a day, seven training sessions a week, 365 days a year without a break. No family, just a pair of fists, and they just keep fighting.

And he's only in the first year of junior high; with this level of ability, he'll definitely be able to enter the Martial Saint Academy in the future.

Linshan City hasn't produced a prodigy of that caliber in thirty years.

As a native of Linshan City, Wang Guanzhong was certain that Chen Shi was the most talented and mentally sound martial artist in Linshan City in the past thirty years.

His future extends far beyond this small town!

He wanted to see the children of Linshan City fly into the sky; he was looking forward to it and proud of it!