High-level martial arts: I can choose Hextech equips.

Beneath the silver mask, Wang Xing was so enraged that his expression was contorted.

If it weren't for the fact that this was a large-scale competition open to the entire city and even the entire federation, he would have loved to curse out loud.

The "Burning the Sky and Boiling the Sea" he practiced was a method that emphasized clear and unobstructed thoughts.

That's why he never hides his emotions and anger.

The more unrestrained and arrogant one is, the faster one's cultivation speed will be.

Apart from Ye Lingyue and Mu Ning, there are no other outstanding individuals in Xinhai City who can consistently outshine him, and even they would show Wang Xing sufficient respect.

For example, going all out.

But Lin Shuxuan was the same Lin Shuxuan who looked like a cripple just a moment ago.

But he still couldn't beat them!

Looking at Lin Shuxuan, who had one hand behind his back, Wang Xing felt as if a huge boulder was lodged in his chest, making it hard to breathe.

"I absolutely must defeat Lin Shuxuan here, otherwise my martial arts will never improve!"

The energy core in his chest spun, the engine roared through the sky, and he shot out like a cannonball, the huge recoil knocking down all the bushes and grass behind him.

This was an extremely powerful punch. If it had landed on him when he wasn't wearing armor, taking the hit head-on would have resulted in serious injury!

But Lin Shuxuan's body suddenly twisted strangely, so fast that it was almost a double image.

Wang Xing clearly saw his punch hit Lin Shuxuan's body, but he felt no feedback whatsoever.

This awkward feeling almost made his brain spin.

Dragon Fist Deceptive Steps!

But how could this be... Wang Xing almost shouted in disbelief.

He certainly knew that Dragon Fist was the Federation's number one killing technique. As an outstanding descendant of the Wang family, he had inexhaustible resources and was even guided and trained by martial arts masters.

But why didn't he choose Dragon Fist?

Naturally, this is because the level of this martial art is extremely high. Without decades of arduous practice, it would be impossible to master it to a high level.

But Lin Shuxuan is only a few years old, and has he only been practicing martial arts for a short time?

This skill is even more unpredictable and composed than that of the Federation's veteran masters!

Just as Wang Xing was trembling with shock, his movements slowed down for a moment. In that instant, Lin Shuxuan's left fist landed on his face.

The immense force carried him dozens of meters away, and blood splattered from his mouth and nose in an arc.

He collapsed to the ground, powerless, the dragon's roar echoing in his mind. He kicked his legs haphazardly, trying to get up but unable to.

This is the power of Dragon Fist.

Fortunately, the armor had healing capabilities. As the medicine was injected, and with Lin Shuxuan not pressing his advantage, Wang Xing's mind gradually cleared.

The moment his thoughts returned to their source, an overwhelming fear immediately gripped his mind.

"No way, even in full armor, I can't beat Lin Shuxuan who's holding back?"

At that moment, he suddenly felt that everyone in Xinhai City was focused on him, carefully observing his ugly behavior as one of the Seven Sons of Xinhai.

Feeling as if he had been stripped naked and left to be seen by others, the immense shame made him want to run away on the spot, to escape to a place where no detector could find him.

"Sigh, it seems like giving you one hand is still too much to ask."

Lin Shuxuan looked up at the sky with a melancholy expression, and then, amidst Wang Xing's almost roaring rage, slowly put his other left hand behind his back.

He uses the Dragon Fist, but without using both fists.

......

In the stands.

Gong Yuan tilted his head forward, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide. It took him a long time to manage to control his expression and maintain the demeanor befitting a federal soldier.

"Qin Feng, you know Dragon Fist best here. What's his current skill level?"

Qin Feng, standing to the side, had his coat billowing, a sign of his rising fighting spirit. He shook his head.

"I can't tell, because Lin Shuxuan basically doesn't use any fist techniques, but his footwork is top-notch, and I might not be able to beat him."

This is a very high evaluation.

Gong Yuan stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then carefully considered his words before speaking:

"I felt from the beginning that Lin Shuxuan was an extraordinary person, so I specially gave him a 'Tide Pearl' as a gift between master and disciple. Now it seems that he has not disappointed me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Yunyang, Qin Feng, and even Shang Keyan all rolled their eyes.

"Forget it, Gong Yuan, that was clearly a bet you lost."

Qin Feng mocked him without any restraint.

"But it's different for me. The gloves I gave to Lin Shuxuan were my favorite weapons from my youth, and they carried my deepest hopes, symbolizing the mutual appreciation between us."

Gong Yuan looked nauseous.

"Give me a break! You have the nerve to give away your leftover, worn-out boxing gloves? I'd rather keep them than they'd take up too much space."

"In short, Lin Shuxuan is my stepson."

"be mine!"

"be mine!"

Watching the two powerful federal warriors arguing like children, Guan Yunyang shook his head helplessly and said:

"Quiet down, all of you. Whether Lin Shuxuan will even look at you after today is still uncertain!"

"Letting you come to see it in advance was like harming you."

The two fell silent.

After Guan Yunyang finished his sarcasm, he felt a surge of satisfaction, but then he suddenly caught sight of Shang Keyan looking at him.

Guan Yunyang stopped enjoying himself.

Not far away, Yu Xin's expression was similar to Gong Yuan's earlier.

Its mouth is so wide open it can fit an egg.

Lin Shuxuan's displayed strength is absolutely top-tier.

She knew all too well how much power armor could boost combat power; it was a high-tech weapon mass-produced specifically for fighting alien beasts.

It can give ordinary people the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, but it will only make them stronger when used by martial artists!

But Lin Shuxuan completely overwhelmed Wang Xing, who was wearing armor.

That's no ordinary cat or dog, but the strongest martial arts student ranked seventh in Shinkai.

Yu Xin gathered her thoughts, trying not to let her surprise be too obvious.

The most important thing now is that her students are so strong, and as their teacher, she should give a good scathing rebuke to that snobbish woman surnamed Gong.

She turned her head away, but didn't see any of the expressions a defeated villain should have on Gong Shuang's face.

Disappointment, harsh words, disbelief—none of these could be seen on that beautiful face adorned with a beauty mark.

Yu Xin wanted to mock him, but didn't know where to begin.

She was secretly annoyed. If the quick-witted Lin Shuxuan were here, he would surely be able to think of the right words to mock her.

The thought had barely formed in her mind when she stopped herself; it was a dangerous idea.

Gong Shuang narrowed her large eyes slightly, a gesture that made them appear somewhat elongated, which, combined with her beautiful face, made her look like a dangerous and alluring flower.

"I plan to adopt Lin Shuxuan as my stepson. I think he would agree."

Damn it...this woman! ...Yu Xin cried out in alarm.

This damned Gong Shuang is here to join them... Thinking of Lin Shuxuan, who kept calling her "Mom," her mood immediately plummeted.

......

On the outskirts of the city, Wang Xing's eyes were bloodshot.

Humiliation, what a humiliation this is.

He practices martial arts, but in the fight he gave up both fists!?

Even if we win this battle, outsiders will only say that his victory was dishonorable; and if we lose...

The reputation and prestige he built up since he was fifteen years old will all be used to pave the way for Lin Shuxuan's wedding!

Lin Shuxuan truly drove him to the brink of despair.

No, that's not right... Wang Xing gathered his thoughts.

I am not necessarily doomed to lose. But if my fighting spirit is broken, then I am truly doomed to the path of martial arts.

Lin Shuxuan is very strong; he admits he misjudged him.

But now that he has the armor, and with his opponent's hands bound, he may not be without the ability to fight back.

Seeing that Wang Xing had regained his fighting spirit, Lin Shuxuan smiled with satisfaction:

"That's right."

A web of fist shadows intertwined in front of him, but Lin Shuxuan lowered his knees slightly and dodged with ease.

With the armor, Wang Xing is definitely not weak, especially since the mecha is made of alloy, making it difficult for him to gain the upper hand in a fistfight with his flesh and blood.

Fortunately, Wang Xing is impulsive and easily angered, a fact he noticed the moment he saw the other person.

If this mentality is properly aroused, the opponent's offensive rhythm will be disrupted.

At this moment, combined with the Dragon Fist he had practiced tirelessly for over twenty years, dismantling Wang Xing's attack was incredibly easy.

Moreover, it can generate publicity for oneself, so why not?

Lin Shuxuan still remembers how Wang Xing bullied Jiang Yu during the team competition and dragged out the fight.

I can guess that part of the reason is because of him. Although I'm not very familiar with Jiang Yu, since I have the opportunity, it's worth standing up for him.

Those who insult others will be constantly insulted in return.

That's why, even though he could have ended the battle much earlier, he insisted on driving Wang Xing to the brink of despair.

You want to break Jiang Yu's fingers so he can't continue the competition? I'll shatter your entire Dao Heart!

Seizing the opportunity, he unleashed a powerful roundhouse kick.

This move is very risky in a high-intensity offensive, but even with such an opening, Wang Xing still couldn't capitalize on it.

His side was struck hard, followed by dozens of whip kicks to his face.

Every time Wang Xing's powerful punch was about to hit, his opponent would inexplicably dodge it.

By the time Lin Shuxuan finished delivering dozens of whip kicks, Wang Xing's mask had mostly shattered, revealing a swollen, bloodied face underneath.

Lin Shuxuan sighed softly.

"Too bad, I can't give up my leg anymore."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xing's last line of defense completely collapsed, and he began to curse.

"Lin Shuxuan!! You beast..."

Before the 's' could be pronounced, a powerful fist, accompanied by a dragon's roar, landed on his face.

Wang Xing rolled dozens of meters away like a tattered sack.

His jaw was dislocated, and blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, but he continued to curse incessantly; he no longer cared about anything.

"Lin Shuxuan... This is Xinhai. I, Wang Xing, will make all your relatives, the Wang family, and everything you cherish..."

This scene was projected onto the venue by the camera in its entirety.

A man dressed in an expensive suit with bright red hair staggered through the crowd to stand in front of Guan Yunyang and the others.

His demeanor was respectful to the point of being obsequious.

"Children say the darndest things, children say the darndest things, please don't take it to heart, adults."

Gong Yuan and Qin Feng were eager to stand up for their newly adopted stepson and were hesitating about how to get closer to Lin Shuxuan when the opportunity came knocking on their door.

They have no power to intervene in what happens on the field, but if someone gives them a pretext, they have plenty of ways to get things done off the field.

Unfortunately, it all depends on Guan Yunyang's decision now.

The police chief smiled slightly: "Indeed, children speak without thinking. However, now that Lin Shuxuan has been appointed one of the Seven Talents of Xinhai, shouldn't the Wang family make a gesture?"

The red-haired middle-aged man nodded vigorously, his heart aching almost to the point of bleeding, yet he still flattered her, saying:

"We will certainly prepare the finest gifts to crown Young Master Lin."

At that very moment, a sudden change occurred in the arena atop the New Pearl Sea.

Wearing powered armor, Mu Ning led Guan Chao and the White Army in an offensive against Ye Lingyue.

The intensity of the battle was pushed to the limit from the very beginning, and the roar of the collisions immediately resounded throughout the entire arena.

The originally silver-white armor was now covered with a pale yellow luster, and Mu Ning, whose aura was already profound, now felt as solid as the earth.

This alone shows that Mu Ning's strength and his mastery of the armor far surpass Wang Xing's.

The moonlight flashed by, but it was all drawn by the pale yellow armor, blocked and shattered one by one.

Her face turned pale, and two other people continued to attack from all sides.

The best option is to prioritize defeating Bai Jun and Guan Chao's two helpers with a swift attack.

However, her attacks were all hindered by Mu Ning's armor, leaving her with no free hands.

It seems that defeat is only a matter of time.

From the stands, Gong Yuan asked Guan Yunyang a question with a puzzled look.

"Why is Guan Chao attacking your stepson? Even if he and Ye Lingyue aren't allies, shouldn't they be looking out for each other?"

"You're asking a question you already know the answer to!"

Guan Yunyang said irritably, "If a family is a monolithic entity, is it still a family?"

"That's true. Now I know why you had Ye Lingyue bring Lin Shuxuan to the competition. I'm really looking forward to his performance after he arrives here."

Gong Yuan smiled as he looked at Lin Shuxuan on the screen, but his expression suddenly changed.

"Wait, what is Lin Shuxuan up to?"

......

The outskirts of the city.

Wang Xing was still cursing to himself when he suddenly felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Subconsciously, I smacked my lips; they were sticky and sour... Now, I have tasted Your Majesty's excrement, and its stench is bitter and unpleasant.

Wang Xing was so angry he almost fainted, and he shouted incredulously:

"What did you throw?!"

"It's a prop deployed by the municipal government."

Lin Shuxuan shrugged innocently.

"And can't you taste the difference? You're spewing filth from your mouth."

Previously, when Lin Shuxuan was collecting props, he dug up animal excrement and decided to keep it as a trump card to attack his opponent's mind.

The results now appear to be very significant.

Wang Xing was so pained and ashamed that he almost fainted, but the powerful physique of a martial artist supported his body.

"Kill me, Lin Shuxuan, kill me if you dare."

Lin Shuxuan readily agreed and walked towards Wang Xing.

Upon seeing this, the red-haired youth trembled violently. He wanted to utter a few harsh words, but the fear in his body overwhelmed everything.

Upon seeing Lin Shuxuan raise his hand, he immediately covered his head and curled up like a baby.

But Lin Shuxuan did not make a move; he simply took away Wang Xing's armor.

The armor transformed into a liquid metal flow, slowly reverting to the shape of a briefcase. Even after being struck so fiercely by Lin Shuxuan, the armor's performance remained intact.

He leaned close to Wang Xing's ear and spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"If you dare threaten me with the same thing again, I guarantee the humiliation and pain you suffer will be a million times greater than what you've experienced today!"

He got up and ignored the completely broken Wang Xing.

He turned to look in the direction of the city.

The towering tower, reaching into the clouds, is still clearly visible even from this vantage point.

That was the pinnacle of the city, and its final stage.

This victory will be his gift to himself as he comes of age.

The newest in the sea! Today alone!