Gou Zai Wudao Shi Lian Shen

Chapter 88 Final

Final day.

The highly anticipated battle for the championship.

The drill ground in Chixia County was completely surrounded by people.

In the center of the training ground, only the main arena remained.

On either side of the arena, Lu Chen and Li Huchen stood separately.

Lu Chen, dressed in a black training uniform, stood tall and composed. A morning breeze blew, causing his clothes to flutter slightly, yet he remained as steady as a mountain.

Li Huchen hunched his shoulders slightly, his arms hanging naturally at his sides, his eyes dark and fierce, like a tiger that had been lurking in the deep forest for a long time, ready to pounce at any moment.

They were all ranked first in strength and courage.

Whoever wins this battle will be the champion of the martial arts competition in Chixia County this year!

The crowd below the stage was buzzing with discussion.

"The fight is finally about to begin."

"If Lu Chen wins, he will truly become famous in one battle."

"If Li Huchen wins, Weiyuantang will surpass all other martial arts schools this year."

"Shi Hao died so tragically yesterday, can Lu Chen really stop Li Huchen today?"

"Hard to say, Lu Chen is not Shi Hao."

On the stands, the heads of the five martial arts schools all had different expressions.

Zhao Xuanfeng leaned back in his chair, clearly in a very good mood today. He looked at Li Huchen on the stage, his eyes filled with undisguised smugness.

A moment later, he turned to look at Qin Wuhe and said slowly with a smile, "Master Qin, I really didn't expect that this year's martial arts champion would be from one of our families."

But then, as if suddenly remembering something, Zhao Xuanfeng slapped his forehead.

"Look at my memory, I've made a mistake again."

He deliberately dragged out his words, his smile deepening.

"This Lu Chen has already been kicked out of the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts School by you."

"I really didn't expect this!"

Shi Hao's death had already made Qin Wuhe hate Weiyuantang to the core.

Now Zhao Xuanfeng is mocking Qin Wuhe so closely, every word aimed straight at his heart.

This is truly intolerable.

But they could only endure it again and again.

Qin Wuhe simply sealed his ears with his qi and blood, believing that not hearing anything was the best way to clear his mind.

Seeing that he did not respond, Zhao Xuanfeng's smile deepened, but he did not say anything more.

On the platform, Zhou Lingfeng raised his hand and waved.

The drums sounded.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

As the three drumbeats fell, the entire training ground instantly fell silent.

Countless eyes fell on the center of the arena.

Li Huchen stared at Lu Chen, his voice low and hoarse: "Your name is Lu Chen, right? Not a bad name."

Lu Chen looked at him and said calmly, "I heard you're an orphan?"

A fierce glint flashed in Li Huchen's eyes: "You're asking for death!"

Before the military officer could call for the start, Li Huchen had already taken a step forward.

Boom!

The wooden planks of the arena shook violently.

He pounced like a tiger, his shoulders and back lowered, his right fist slamming out from his waist. The force of the punch tore through the air, carrying with it a faint tiger's roar.

The audience felt a sudden tightness in their chests.

This punch was even more ferocious than the one that killed Shi Hao yesterday.

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, but he showed no fear whatsoever.

He raised his right palm, gathering qi and blood in his palm, and unleashed a powerful Vajra Palm strike to meet the attack head-on.

boom!

Fist and palm meet.

A dull thud exploded on the arena.

The wooden planks beneath their feet cracked simultaneously, sending shockwaves rolling outwards.

Lu Chen took three steps back.

Li Huchen also took three steps back.

The two fought to a draw.

A gasp of surprise immediately erupted from the audience.

"It's blocked!"

"Lu Chen blocked Li Huchen's heavy punch!"

"Shi Hao was killed with a single punch yesterday, yet Lu Chen managed to take it head-on!"

Lu Chen's hands, hanging by his sides, felt slightly numb, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

That was a really heavy punch.

Li Huchen's punch was not only powerful in terms of blood and qi, but also carried a savage force that erupted from the depths of his bones.

Born with tiger bones, truly extraordinary.

Li Huchen was also taken aback by Lu Chen's palm strike.

Since he mastered the Tiger Roar Divine Fist, very few people in the same realm have been able to withstand a single punch from him.

A smile crept across his lips, a fighting spirit igniting in his eyes. It seemed the stronger and more struggling the prey was, the more excited he became.

"good."

Li Huchen stretched his neck, and his joints made a soft cracking sound.

"However, that punch just now was only the power of a tiger."

As he finished speaking, his chest swelled slightly, and his blood surged again.

An even more ferocious aura rose from his body.

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed.

Before he could think it through, Li Huchen pounced again.

"Take my second punch!"

Roar!

The sound of the fist rang out.

This time, the tiger's roar was even clearer than before.

The first punch is like a tiger descending a mountain, and the second punch is like two tigers walking side by side, their ferocity overlapping.

Lu Chen continued to use the Vajra Palm technique against his opponent, but this time, he clearly felt the strain.

On the stage, Li Huchen gave Lu Chen no chance to catch his breath.

"The third punch!"

He let out a low growl, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he threw out his fist again.

With this punch, the tiger's roar grew even louder.

As the force of the punch approached, Lu Chen felt as if three fierce tigers were rushing towards him.

Lu Chen's palm shone with golden light, and the Mighty Vajra Palm was activated to its maximum.

boom!

Fists and palms collided.

Lu Chen took three steps back this time.

Several cracks appeared on the wooden planks underfoot.

Li Huchen merely swayed slightly.

He grinned maliciously: "Lu Chen, how many more punches can you take?"

Lu Chen shook his numb hands, his eyes becoming serious.

He had been using the Vajra Palm technique to test Li Huchen's strength and weakness.

It has now been discovered that this person's boxing style is not about winning with a single punch, but rather about continuously accumulating punching power.

With each punch, the ferocity of the previous punch does not completely dissipate, but instead is integrated into the next punch, causing the punching power to increase layer by layer.

If he continues to pile up, the subsequent punches will only get heavier and heavier.

"We can't let him keep building up his punches!"

The thought had barely formed in Lu Chen's mind when Li Huchen charged forward again.

"The fourth punch!"

Roar!

The sound of fists was like thunder, and the roar of a tiger was deafening.

This time, Lu Chen didn't take the punch head-on. He turned his feet into a coiled dragon stance, took a half step to the side, and tried to avoid the punch. At the same time, he used his Vajra Palm to strike Li Huchen's shoulder.

But Li Huchen seemed to have anticipated this, his shoulders slumped, and his fist suddenly swept across.

boom!

As soon as Lu Chen's palm strike landed, it was knocked away by the force of the incoming fist.

His hand went numb, and he took two steps back.

Li Huchen kept walking.

"The fifth punch!"

His voice grew lower and lower, yet more and more fierce, and his aura became increasingly imposing.

As the fist slammed down, the roars of tigers echoed in layers, like the howls of a pack of tigers in the mountains and forests, rolling and exploding across the arena.

Lu Chen thrust out both palms simultaneously, bringing the Vajra Palm technique together.

boom!

The force exploded.

Lu Chen felt a violent force surge into his arms through his palms, as if five fierce tigers were crashing down on him at the same time, causing his blood and energy reserves to vibrate violently.

He took five steps back.

With each step back, the wooden planks of the arena groaned.

When he regained his balance, his sleeves fluttered, his arm muscles swelled, and the blood and qi in his chest surged violently.

The audience erupted in uproar.

"Lu Chen seems to be reaching his limit!"

"Li Huchen's punches are getting heavier and heavier!"

"What kind of boxing technique is this? How can each punch be stronger than the last?"

The more they looked, the more alarmed they became.

As the saying goes, one should strike while the iron is hot, but the second strike will be weaker and the third strike will be exhausted. But Li Huchen's Tiger Roar Divine Fist was completely different. His fist power did not decline. On the contrary, each punch was heavier and more ferocious than the last.

Tang Yuqi sat in the VIP section, her eyes slightly bright.

"Tiger Roar Divine Fist".

Qi Mengdie looked at Tang Yuqi and asked, "Does Miss know this boxing style?"

Tang Yuqi nodded: "Based on tiger bones, it uses the force of the fist to build up power. Ordinary people who practice this fist will have their qi and blood disordered after three or four punches at most. After all, as the fist power becomes stronger and stronger, the backlash also becomes heavier and heavier. But Li Huchen was born with tiger bones, so he can withstand the backlash of this kind of power buildup."

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Tang Yuqi became interested: "I want to see how many tigers' strength he can stack up!"

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