Villains: Starting with the Landlady

Seeing the aura coming from Lee Jae-suk's feet, Ling Yun dodged it, then his eyes sharpened and a golden light flashed across his palm!

Upon seeing that color, almost all the judges stood up, their eyes wide open, not daring to blink!

Meteorite Blade Technique!

Lee Jae-seok, who was in the first place, seemed to see the image of a star shattering. Then, a flash of light appeared in front of him, and his ribs were almost broken. He was sent flying several meters away!

The stands fell silent instantly, except for a shout from the referee who had just come to his senses.

"Lingyun wins in Arena One!"

Chapter 158 Top Eight

On the judging panel, several of the world's greatest masters looked at each other and finally sat down slowly.

"Mr. Lingyun, have you already reached that level?" the Japanese karate master asked in confusion.

"No, it's just that his school of thought is special because the legendary realm he's at is too dazzling; he's clearly still quite a bit lacking," said the American military instructor.

"Indeed, he is still within the realm of Gang Jin (罡劲), otherwise this attack would have been enough to kill Lee Jae-seok, instead of just seriously injuring him."

Ouyang Bao offered his evaluation, and even Ji Guorong expressed his approval.

Indeed, Ling Yun's strength is still at B level, not B+. Although the difference may seem small, in this world, a slight difference can lead to a huge disparity!

Even if you're not close enough, even if you're only half a step away, the difference is still enormous.

However, only the master from South Korea looked unhappy. As his personal disciple, Lee Jae-suk, even if he forced Lee Jae-suk to improve his level by using unorthodox methods or even cutting off his escape route, wasn't it all to create the image of a genius from South Korea and win glory for the country?

But now? They got wiped out in a flash by some random player who appeared out of nowhere!

He glanced at the silent American instructor, and cold sweat broke out on his brow. He knew he was in for a scolding when he got back.

The rest of the matches were uneventful, and Tom, Xiao Baga, and Ouyang Jie all advanced to the top 16, awaiting tomorrow's matches.

After returning, Ling Yun only interacted intimately with Ji Wei for a short while and didn't do anything else at this crucial moment. After all, there was once a boxing master who had won championships left and right. However, on the eve of the competition in Japan, he interacted too frequently with several special women from Japan, which caused him to feel weak in the legs and arms the next day, ultimately leading to a shocking defeat.

The next morning, Ling Yun, feeling refreshed and in top form, got out of bed and headed to the competition venue.

Today's competition has become a single arena, with the entire audience focused on this one place. In addition to dealing with the tension of defeating their opponents, the players also have to endure the attention of everyone and the live broadcast.

Ling Yun looked up at the separate monitor in the lounge and saw his upcoming opponent—Hikawa Kosakane Kenjiro!

This is interesting. I didn't expect that I would have to start dealing with these little bastards right after I finished beating the Koreans.

When Ling Yun faced off against Xiao Baga, the enthusiasm of the local audience in China was unprecedented. Due to historical reasons, Xiao Baga was the one they hated the most.

When Ling Yun appeared at the competition venue, the entire stadium erupted in cheers. The Japanese fans even seemed to hear a bugle call, and everyone got goosebumps.

"Hey, Ling-san! Oshi!"

Mr. Kenjiro Hikawa still has a strong sense of Bushido spirit, and after a standard karate bow, he assumed a fighting stance.

"The match begins!"

The moment Lei Hong announced the start of the match, Xiao Baga immediately went all out, but in the blink of an eye, Ling Yun's palm was already in front of him!

His hair stood on end, and he took several steps back, but Ling Yun followed him like a leech, never truly landing a blow, yet each strike aimed straight for his vitals.

After more than ten attempts, Kenjiro Hikawa was driven to the brink of madness. He cursed "Baka yarou!" and began a frenzied attack without regard for the consequences.

Ling Yun used his palm as a blade to block the hand strike that Xiao Baga was so proud of. Xiao Baga clutched his almost numb arm, his eyes filled with unprecedented horror and despair, and he even felt a sense of fear.

However, thinking of the punishment for losing to a Chinese player, he immediately slapped his thigh.

Others thought he was just sulking, but Ling Yun saw it clearly with his X-ray vision. There was a tiny syringe with an unknown liquid inside, which somehow managed to evade inspection.

"ah!"

Kenjiro Hikawa roared, feeling his blood surging and all the pain disappear. He immediately rushed towards Lingyun.

Ling Yun was somewhat surprised. The strength of this little idiot in front of him had actually jumped from "C+" to "B-" level. And that liquid was not glucose or saline solution!

But that was all. After Ling Yun easily blocked his frenzied attacks, he kicked and broke his right thighbone, then severed his left arm with a palm strike. But Little Baga continued to fight despite the danger to his life, as if dying here was better than going back to face the unknown.

Ling Yun remained silent, and finally ended the match with a double-peak ear strike, causing Kenjiro Hikawa to slide down the slope limply.

"The winner is Ling Yun! Congratulations to our Ling Yun for advancing to the quarterfinals!"

Little Baga was carried off the stage by medical staff for emergency treatment, while Ling Yun's right hand was raised by Lei Hong. He looked around, didn't say anything grand, just smiled slightly, and walked off the stage.

His charisma once again captivated countless viewers, and even the masters on the judging panel nodded in praise of him, despite the fact that they were from several countries with whom he had a strained relationship.

However, the American military instructors, with grim expressions, gave Tom new instructions.

"Congratulations." Ouyang Jie greeted him from inside the passage. She was the next to perform, and her opponent was a late-stage Dan Jin cultivator, so there was basically no pressure.

"Keep it up, don't let it slip by unexpectedly."

"Pshaw, you're just trying to undermine me!" Ouyang Jie was kissed in his arms, then said with a determined look in her eyes, "I hope to face you in the finals. I didn't even go all out last time."

"Okay, keep up the good work."

Ling Yun patted her shapely buttocks and walked towards the lounge.

Unsurprisingly, Ouyang Jie won again, gaining considerable popularity due to her outstanding skills and beautiful appearance.

As Lingyun was about to leave the field after all the matches had ended, Tom found him.

"Mr. Ling, as far as I know, you don't seem to be a pure-blooded Chinese, do you?"

Looking at Tom, who was even a little taller than him, Ling Yun shrugged: "Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's alright, the doors of America are always open for you. This is my instructor's business card." Tom handed the business card to Ling Yun, who accepted it with a smile, only to tear it to shreds after Tom left.

As day and night cycled, and the sun shone on the earth in a new day, the competition to determine the final four began!

There are now eight contestants remaining, all of whom are at the Gang Jin realm, except for a few who are only at the initial stage.

Ling Yun faced off against a master of internal energy from the Kingdom of Wa, while Ouyang Jie encountered Tom.

Before Ouyang Jie went on stage, Ling Yun solemnly warned her again: "Remember, your opponent is very strong, so don't be reckless!"

Ouyang Jie pursed her lips and nodded, but Ling Yun had a bad feeling.

Chapter 159 Helping Ouyang Jie Heal Her Wounds [Bonus Chapter]

Ling Yun watched as Ouyang Jie walked onto the field. Instead of returning to the rest room, he found a nearby spot to observe her.

After the match began, Ouyang Jie, knowing the vast difference in their abilities, still charged forward relentlessly. Tom, initially confident in his superior skill level and his male status, underestimated Ouyang Jie. However, as Ouyang Jie's heavy punches and powerful strikes landed on him, his expression gradually darkened.

Although Ouyang Jie had tried her best and used Cloud Piercing Snow and Cannon Fist to create a knockback effect, she was still gradually suppressed by Tom, and even began to suffer minor injuries.

Ouyang Bao was heartbroken, but this was an international competition, and as his daughter, Ouyang Jie had to keep going and not give up!

"Ah Bao, don't get excited, your girl played really well today."

Ji Guorong grasped his arm, and Ouyang Bao's tightly clenched fist slowly loosened.

Seeing Ouyang Jie's decline, Ling Yun's gaze gradually turned serious, and he even prepared to rush down to save her.

As long as he doesn't harm Tom and simply saves people, Ouyang Jie's disqualification from the competition won't affect him once he enters the arena.

Whip the leg!

Tom delivered a powerful whip kick to Ouyang Jie's temple. If the kick landed, it would likely result in serious injury or even death!

Fortunately, Ouyang Jie anticipated his move and knew she couldn't avoid it, so she hastily blocked the kick with her arms.

As she felt excruciating pain in both arms, Ouyang Jie's body trembled a few times, and she became unsteady on her feet.

Tom, a former soldier, had no concept of martial ethics and usually only sought to take advantage of someone's weakness. Seeing Ouyang Jie's opening, he used his leg techniques repeatedly, forcing Ouyang Jie to retreat dozens of meters before finally kicking her to the ground.

Ouyang Jie stubbornly supported herself on the ground with her hands, refusing to surrender or admit defeat, only thinking about getting up and fighting again!

Many audience members felt sorry for her, after all, there are differences between men and women, and women and men have innate physical differences, and the competition was not in weight classes, and Tom was almost twice her weight!

Amid cheers from the crowd, Ouyang Jie slowly got up, only to be met with another kick from Tom!

She felt dizzy and the surrounding screams turned into long beeps, and she briefly lost control of her body.

At this point, the game was essentially over, and even the referee was ready to blow the whistle and announce the result.

Unexpectedly, Tom seemed to have gone berserk and ran quickly toward Ouyang Jie, who was lying on the ground, ready to finish her off with a soccer kick!

All the masters on the judging panel stood up, and even the audience in front of and behind the camera held their breath, because this kick could basically be a death sentence for Ouyang Jie!

Just then, a golden "qi" flew towards Tom, causing his legs to go numb and him to stagger a few steps, unable to deliver the kick.

Ling Yun quickly ran over and hugged Ouyang Jie in his arms.

"Shh!" The referee immediately blew his whistle, and then the judges began to discuss the matter. After all, with two fouls in a row, they needed to reach a conclusion on how to deal with Ling Yun and Tom.

Ling Yun had almost forgotten his mission here. When Ouyang Jie was about to suffer a fatal injury, he made this move almost subconsciously.

"Beauty is a curse! If you cause me to fail, I won't let you off easily!"

Ouyang Jie lay in his arms, slightly opened her eyes, and forced a smile after seeing Ling Yun: "I'm sorry, I was thinking of injuring him so that it would be easier for you to fight him later."

"It's alright, I'll take you back to rest."

Ling Yun gave Tom a cold look, and the other party also seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. Then the young man carried Ouyang Jie away.

The debate lasted for more than ten minutes, and the final consensus was that Ling Yun's eagerness to save the person did not constitute a foul, while Tom, although suspected of committing a foul, ultimately failed to kick out the last time, and was only given a yellow card warning. If he takes such a dangerous action in the next competition, he will be permanently banned from participating in the National Martial Arts Competition.

This outcome is relatively neutral, but many people hoped to see a harsher punishment for Tom, which they didn't get.

After all, Ouyang Jie being named the Goddess of Chinese Martial Arts has touched the hearts of many people.

Ouyang Bao also ran down to check on his daughter's injuries, but Ling Yun said that he had a family secret recipe and that if he took her back to his rest room, she could be cured in less than an hour.

The players' lounge is completely sealed off and there are no surveillance cameras, so Ling Yun doesn't need to worry about his spatial ring being exposed.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Ling. Our K City Martial Arts Association will remember this kindness!"

"Okay, I'll go in first. Anyway, it's my last game, so it won't be a problem."

Ling Yun led Ouyang Jie inside, and the guard didn't do much of a check, since he also felt that Ouyang Jie was in a pretty bad situation.

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When it was Ling Yun's turn to play, Ouyang Jie was no longer seriously injured. Her superficial injuries had mostly healed, and as for the pain in her bones, someone with her constitution would be fine after a couple of days of rest, since there were no more matches to play anyway.

The master of internal energy from the Kingdom of Wa was quite skilled, but unfortunately he encountered Ling Yun.

It was another almost one-sided crushing victory. Lingyun decisively and easily overwhelmed his opponent within 2 minutes, securing his ticket to the semifinals.

The final four were Ling Yun, Tom, and two 40-year-old masters of the Dragon Kingdom's Gang Jin skill who were just barely making it into the registration process; all of them were at the mid-stage of the cultivation realm.

After the competition, Ji Wei brought Ji Guorong and Ouyang Bao to Lingyun's place, where they saw Ouyang Jie, who had fully recovered.

"Thank you very much, young friend Ling!"

Ouyang Bao clasped his hands in a deep fist salute, while Ling Yun politely replied, "It's alright, we're all Chinese, we're all family, there's no need for such formalities."

The others didn't know what Ling Yun meant by "family," but Ouyang Jie blushed, her ears turning red as she thought of the self-made healing method Ling Yun had just used.

Ji Wei seemed to have noticed something, but apart from being prettier, Ouyang Jie's legs moved freely, and there seemed to be nothing special about her.

"Young friend Ling, if you encounter Tom in the later matches, please avenge my daughter! Li Hao and Wang Lei are no match for him."

Li Hao and Wang Lei are both members of the National Martial Arts Association. Ouyang Bao has a good relationship with both of them, but he knows them well. In every aspect, they are not as good as Ling Yun and Tom, the two young men.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely teach Tom a lesson he will never forget."

Chapter 160 Crush

On the second day of the semi-finals, everyone expected to see an exciting match, but unexpectedly, Ling Yun and Li Hao's duel lasted only 5 seconds.

"I surrender!" Li Hao raised his right hand as soon as he entered the arena, which was met with a chorus of groans from the audience.

He looked at Ling Yun and said with a smile, "Young friend Ling, please win the championship for my Dragon Kingdom in this competition!"

"I will."

Ling Yun smiled and shook hands with him before the two politely left the stage.

This seemingly "humble" competition was marred by Ouyang Bao's muttered curses.