Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Although Colonel Tang Yu had announced the start of the match, Ling Lan and Huo Zhenyu did not move, as if they had not heard him.
Ling Lan's expression was cold, her hands behind her back as she stood coldly in a corner of the arena. Meanwhile, Huo Zhenyu's eyes were downcast, his face calm as he stood on the other side, as if he did not care who his opponent was. It was as if the confrontation between the two of them in the third match had never happened...
Just like that, one cold and the other calm, the two of them stood motionless, allowing time to trickle by. One minute passed, two minutes passed, three minutes passed... as time passed, some noise began to appear in the combat hall. In particular, some of the seniors were shocked that Huo Zhenyu had not chosen to attack after such a long time.
They thought that as the number one fighter of the military academy, Huo Zhenyu would definitely be able to defeat his opponent easily, so they were extremely puzzled by Huo Zhenyu's long wait.
What they did not know was that it was not that Huo Zhenyu did not want to attack, but that Huo Zhenyu simply did not have the chance to. In these three minutes, Huo Zhenyu had been looking for an opening in the opponent's defense, but no matter how hard he searched, he could not find a chance to attack. Even if there were a few faintly discernible opportunities, they were all rejected by Huo Zhenyu himself, because he felt that there was an indescribable danger there.
Huo Zhenyu was not an impulsive person, so he chose to continue waiting. And this wait went on for more than three minutes...
"There's actually no opening at all..." Huo Zhenyu could not help but laugh bitterly in his heart. At this moment, he was also secretly on guard against Ling Lan. An opponent whom he could not find an opening in could not be weak.
However, should he continue waiting? Huo Zhenyu immediately rejected this possibility. With the opponent's ability, even if he continued waiting, there would not be any fatal opening. With a thought, he decided to take the initiative to force the opponent to reveal an opening.
Thus, Huo Zhenyu's aura exploded from his body and pressed down on Ling Lan from all directions.
Actually, whether a fighter had reached the late stage of Qi-Jin depended on whether the fighter had grasped control over his own aura. In other words, a fighter in the late stage of Qi-Jin would be able to release his or her aura to suppress his or her opponent. Under the pressure of his or her aura, his or her opponent would not be able to unleash their full potential. Once a fighter reached the late stage of Qi-Jin, it would be impossible for him or her to lose if he or she fought with an opponent whose level was lower than his or her.
Of course, there was another reason why Huo Zhenyu had activated his oppressive aura. He wanted to know his opponent's true strength, and oppressive aura was a good way to probe.
Ling Lan and Huo Zhenyu were locked in a stalemate for three minutes. She had also tried to bait Huo Zhenyu with a few moves, but Huo Zhenyu did not take any of them. This made Ling Lan gasp in admiration. Her opponent was indeed an experienced martial arts expert to be able to see through her plans.
That's right, Ling Lan did not take the initiative to make a move because she was similarly unable to find a loophole in her opponent's defence. Even if she did make a move, it would be useless — the opponent would easily dodge it. Meanwhile, she wanted to defeat her opponent in one move, wanting to establish the prestige of the New Cadet Regiment so that others would not dare to provoke them easily...
It had to be said that Huo Zhenyu had tragically become the chicken that Ling Lan wanted to kill to set an example for others. Although this chicken was very likely to be a terrifying fighting chicken, it would not change Ling Lan's decision to accept the wager from the very beginning.
Of course, with Ling Lan's strength, she could have directly activated her ability to temporarily seal the opponent's mobility for an extremely short period of time. She could have defeated her opponent in one move, but Ling Lan, who liked to leave a card up her sleeve, was naturally unwilling to reveal all of her trump cards. Thus, Ling Lan still wanted to complete this magnificent feat while concealing her true strength.
Just as Ling Lan was thinking of what to do next, she suddenly felt her opponent's aura explode violently, pressing down on her. Ling Lan's heart skipped a beat. 'As expected, he's at the peak of late stage Qi-Jin... if it were me three years ago, this would indeed have been a tough battle, but now...'
Instructor Number Five had borrowed Ling Lan's body, allowing her to break through from peak late stage Qi-Jin to Great Perfection. Furthermore, her body had the memory of a Domain, allowing her to luckily peek into the mysteries of Domain. Although she was unable to officially advance to Domain due to various reasons, she had indeed entered that legendary half-step Domain! With the ability to activate her Domain, although the duration was ridiculously short, it was precisely this ability that allowed Ling Lan to truly become an unrivalled super master below Domain.
From the moment the opponent's aura had started to oppress her, Ling Lan had already known what the opponent was planning. The corners of her lips quirked up slightly, but her expression was grave. Her initially flawless posture slowly collapsed...
"My chance is here!" Huo Zhenyu's eyes lit up. In a flash, he had appeared before Ling Lan in the blink of an eye. Raising his already prepared right fist, he threw a powerful punch straight at her.
"It's here, Boss Huo has made his move." The movements in the arena could be seen very clearly by the audience. When Huo Zhenyu changed his stance, the audience, who were anticipating the fight, had already started shouting. But by the time they shouted, the fists of the two people in the arena had already collided.
"Good move!" Ling Lan fearlessly clenched her fist and met the attack head-on. She had been waiting for this move for a long time. With her strength, she was absolutely fearless in this kind of confrontation.
In reality, Ling Lan had taken this kind of strong and domineering path. According to Instructor Number Nine, this was not a path that a girl should take. However, most of the instructors guiding her were male, especially the strong Instructor Number One. No matter how dissatisfied Number Nine was, she did not dare to openly raise any objections. She could only desperately guide Ling Lan in as many jiu-jitsu as she could, hoping that Ling Lan would not be so strong like a tomboy.
"Bang!" A muffled sound rang out! Ling Lan's fist and Huo Zhenyu's fist accurately collided. From the sound of the collision, it seemed that the strength of the two was not very strong. However, the edge of the arena emitted a dazzling light. This meant that the entire arena was filled to the brim with the Qi-Jin of the two people. It was even infinitely close to the critical point that caused the arena to emit such a dazzling light.
Sure enough, on the ground of the arena, with the place where the two people were standing as the center, countless cracks spread outwards. It could be seen that the two people were enduring a great amount of strength.
After a few seconds of deadlock, the two people were suddenly repelled. Ling Lan retreated seven to eight steps before she could stand still. Huo Zhenyu also retreated seven to eight steps. It seemed that they were evenly matched, but there were still some differences between the two. Ling Lan's expression was as cold as before, but Huo Zhenyu's face turned red and then white. Then, a trace of blood could be seen at the corner of his mouth.
This scene caused an uproar among the audience. The expressions of the people in the Leiting area changed drastically, especially Lin Zhidong. His face immediately collapsed and was so ugly that he could not look straight at it.
"How is this possible?!" Not only were the seniors watching from below the arena in disbelief, even the leaders of the various factions in the various booths were exclaiming in unison, not daring to believe what they were seeing.
No matter how shocked those seniors were, the members of the New Cadet Regiment all jumped up and cheered at this scene. As expected, no one could defeat Boss Lan.
Seeing the members of the New Cadet Regiment clapping their hands in celebration, the people of Leiting were rather silent. Many of the Leiting members could only try their best to console themselves that their Boss Huo might have underestimated the opponent, not using 100% of his strength in that move, and thus allowing the opponent to seize the opportunity... they could only secretly cheer for their Boss Huo, hoping that the next move would teach the opponent a lesson and prove Boss Huo's strength, while at the same time dampening the morale of these new cadets.
Leaving aside the thoughts of the people on the arena, Huo Zhenyu was already stunned on the arena. He had initially been extremely confident in his own strength, even thinking that in terms of physical skills and combat, even the instructors in the school might not necessarily be much stronger than him. But now, a freshman was making him feel that he was inferior to the opponent. He had used all his strength in that punch, but the opponent had easily caught it, and he had even been at a disadvantage in the subsequent contest of internal energy. Could it be that the opponent's realm was really higher than his?
"Hey, are you still fighting?" Ling Lan's cold voice rang out beside Huo Zhenyu's ear, causing him to break out in cold sweat. He had been so shocked earlier that he had actually forgotten that he was still in the middle of a battle. If not for the opponent's reminder and a direct sneak attack, he might have been hit. If he had been injured because of this, then this combat match would truly be difficult to fight.
Tang Yu glanced at Ling Lan in surprise. Mind you, it had been a good opportunity for a sneak attack just now. He had initially thought that Ling Lan would not let go of this opportunity, but unexpectedly, the other had actually spoken up to remind him. Was this abiding by the principles of fairness in the martial arts world? Tang Yu could not help but frown. On the battlefield, this sort of thinking was not advisable.
However, Tang Yu's frown quickly relaxed, and he could not help but laugh. After all, Ling Lan was just a freshman who had just entered the military academy. Those who had never been on the battlefield would naturally not know that there was no such thing as fairness on the battlefield. Only those who survived were the true victors. Perhaps when the other party had been on the battlefield, she would understand what the correct way to do things was.
It was not that Ling Lan had not thought of launching a sneak attack, but if she had defeated her opponent this way, the people from Leiting might have thought that she had used a trick and not relied on her true strength to defeat her opponent. This was not in line with the result she wanted, so she had seemingly kindly reminded Huo Zhenyu.
"Are you ready? Then it's up to me next, "Ling Lan said seriously to Huo Zhenyu.
Huo Zhenyu smiled bitterly and nodded. Since he had accepted the other's reminder, he had no choice but to accept the other's move. Since the other was willing to treat him with fairness, he would not let the other look down on him.
Seeing this, Ling Lan's eyes lit up slightly, and then she continued, "This move of mine is my strongest killing move. You have to be careful!"
These words left Tang Yu and Huo Zhenyu in the arena unsure of how to respond. Should they reprimand the other for speaking too bluntly, or should they remind the other to be more reserved?
At this moment, the two of them simply did not expect that Ling Lan had said these words in hopes that Huo Zhenyu would not dodge. These two seemingly straightforward sentences were actually linked to each other, leaving Huo Zhenyu with no room to retreat. He even thought that this was his own choice.
At this moment, the corners of Ling Lan's mouth could not help but curl up slightly. Her reminder had actually received the other's gratitude, leaving him with no choice but to accept her move head-on. This was definitely a pleasant surprise, and it had saved her a lot of effort.
Ling Lan took a deep breath, then took a small step forward, clenched her right hand into a fist, and lightly punched out.
This punch looked a little light, but Ling Lan herself knew that she had used One-Inch Punch for this move. However, the other's extremely graceful performance made Ling Lan not want to go overboard, so she only used the third stage of One-Inch Punch.
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