"Thank you for going easy on me."

Chen Dingyi cupped his hands in greeting and did not fight again.

If it were a life-or-death struggle, the internal force of that last swipe would have been enough to sever his throat.

Underestimating the enemy is underestimating the enemy; there's no excuse for it.

After Chen Dingyi left, Shen Shuangning frowned.

She has been present at every competition these days in order to find out the contestants' backgrounds.

But right now, almost all of today's contestants have lost, and she is the only one who hasn't taken the stage yet.

Shen Shuangning picked up her twin swords and slowly walked towards Wu Xun.

She knew that the other party was the reinforcements that Wan Gui had brought. So what if they were from a prestigious family?

Shen Shuangning has never backed down.

However, at that moment, a figure also stepped onto the competition stage.

"Brother Shi, what's going on?"

"Spar with him whenever you have free time."

The person who was about to step forward to dissuade him shook his head slightly upon seeing this and decided not to say anything more.

Shen Shuangning looked at Xu Yan, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

Xu Yan, through the ever-changing masks, now has a completely unfamiliar face.

In the past few days of competition, he has arranged opponents at the Cave Pulse Realm backstage for himself, and has made it smoothly into the top sixteen.

In Shen Shuangning's eyes, he was just a lucky young man.

"Young master, you should step back. You are no match for him. Let me handle him."

Hearing Shen Shuangning's words, Xu Yan raised an eyebrow: "Miss Shen, I also paid ten taels of silver for registration. Am I not even qualified to make a move?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuangning gave him a serious look.

She couldn't help but recall the first time she met Xu Yan.

Shen Shuangning reminded herself not to judge a book by its cover, then turned back to watch the two fight.

Although he still believed in his heart that his opponent wouldn't last a single move.

When Wu Xun saw Xu Yan approaching, noticing his coarse clothes, he frowned and said with some impatience, "Get down."

"Someone like you isn't worth my time."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yan sneered inwardly.

It seems that the contempt of scions of aristocratic families for those from lower classes is ingrained in their very bones.

He simply cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "My name is Ishimi, please enlighten me."

Wu Xun glanced at Xu Yan with disdain, his tone full of contempt: "I'll only let you make one move. After you're done, get off the stage. I don't want to waste any more time."

Xu Yan was not annoyed.

He glanced at Wu Xun's panel again.

【Wu Xun】

【LV: 26】

[Qi and Blood Value: 2713/2713]

[Internal Force Value: 510/510]

External Attack: 211

[Internal Attack: 221]

External Defense: 134

Internal Defense: 114

She is considerably taller than Shen Shuangning; if they were to actually fight, she might not be able to win.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to sign up for the competition as well.

Xu Yan turned off the panel and asked, "Are you sure you really want me to make the first move?"

Wu Xun was too lazy to reply.

Several days of tedious competition had completely exhausted his patience.

Xu Yan said no more.

Those who underestimate their opponents will always pay the price.

He lowered his stance, gathered his strength, and raised his right fist. "You said it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yan unleashed his fist and slammed it towards Wu Xun.

Wu Xun slowly opened his folding fan, intending to casually parry, wanting Xu Yan to realize the difference in their strength.

A commoner is a commoner.

However, the next moment, Wu Xun realized something was wrong.

Xu Yan's punch was far more powerful than Chen Dingyi's.

The fan was blasted into his chest, leaving a fist mark.

Before he could even react, he was sent flying backward by the force.

With a thud, Wu Xun fell backward to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

In an instant, the entire martial arts hall fell silent. Everyone seemed to forget to breathe, staring intently at Wu Xun lying on the ground.

What happened?

It seems like that person just threw a punch, how did Young Master Wu fly out like that?

Are there more experts?

After blinking repeatedly, they were sure they hadn't misread it, and then they all gasped in shock.

Many people who also came from humble backgrounds naturally couldn't stand Wu Xun's arrogant attitude.

I was also hoping that someone would stand up and teach him a lesson.

But when someone actually stood up, they found it hard to accept.

Just one punch?

Shen Shuangning couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Chen Xuan did not look at Wu Xun lying on the ground.

His gaze was fixed on the figure on the arena.

Xu Yan used countless transformations to change his appearance, and Chen Xuan couldn't recognize him.

He simply felt that the power of this fist technique was almost comparable to that of Xu Yan.

The brief silence was fleeting.

Wan Gui was the first to react.

"Young master! Young master!"

His face turned pale, and he quickly helped Wu Xun, who had fallen to the ground, up, his eyes filled with terror.

Wu Xun was helped to his feet by Wan Gui, his chest heaving violently.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on Xu Yan.

"What's your name?"

Even if this person is not from a prestigious family, he must have had a master guiding him.

Otherwise, he could not have achieved such mastery of boxing techniques.

"Ishimi," Xu Yan replied calmly, cupping his hands in greeting.

Wu Xun whispered to Wan Gui, "Let's go."

He did not go on stage to fight again.

Being knocked off the stage with a single punch is humiliating enough. Underestimating your opponent and losing is losing. If you keep arguing, you'll only lose all your remaining dignity.

Wan Gui opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but when he met Wu Xun's cold gaze, he swallowed his words back.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment, and slowly helped Wu Xun away.

After the two left, Shen Shuangning stepped onto the arena and cupped her hands in greeting to Xu Yan: "Young Master Shi, your fist techniques are excellent!"

"I was blind and underestimated you before, I'm sorry."

Xu Yan glanced at her with some surprise, then shook his head: "It's alright."

Shen Shuangning lowered her hand and asked seriously, "Now that all the other competitors have been defeated, would you like to rest for a day and fight again tomorrow?"

Xu Yan shook his head: "No need, let's do it today. I'm in a hurry too."

Shen Shuangning didn't try to persuade her any further. She nodded, slowly drew her twin swords, and assumed a fighting stance.

That punch just now completely dispelled her contempt; the "Young Master Shi" in front of her was definitely not someone who got to this point by luck.

She cannot lose, nor should she lose.

As the two clashed, Chen Xuan finally realized something was wrong.

This guy's boxing style... how come it's so similar to that kid Xu Yan's?

Xu Yan did not use the "Broken Mountains and Rivers" technique, but only activated the "Unity of Heaven and Man" to enhance his movement and reaction. His punches and kicks were all based on the "Seven Injury Fist" style.

It must be said that Shen Shuangning is indeed quite capable.

Xu Yan himself had underestimated her before.

With twin swords in hand, his attacks were as rapid as a torrential downpour.

Xu Yangang dodged the first blade, but the second blade followed immediately, aimed straight at his waist and abdomen.

The blades flashed like silk, and the shadows of clothes fluttered.

Xu Yan felt as if all he could see were flashing blades, and he was struggling to find an opening to throw his fist.

"good!"

"Master Shen's swordsmanship is superb!"

Cheers gradually rose from the audience.

The martial artists who had been defeated early but stayed behind were waiting for this moment.

Now that I've witnessed Shen Shuangning's skills firsthand, I can see that she truly lives up to her reputation.

Her swordsmanship was fierce and her aura imposing; she truly was a woman who could rival any man.

The group exchanged glances and gave each other a wry smile.

Even if you marry a woman like that, you probably wouldn't be able to control her.

Seeing that the fight on the stage was in full swing, the casino owner immediately set up his stall and loudly announced the start of the betting period.

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