A deathmatch!
Counting down to nine minutes!
The entire National Martial Arts Conference venue on the mountaintop was as silent as cicadas in winter. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. There were even some people who felt their throats itch and wanted to cough, but they quickly covered their mouths and coughed quietly, afraid that they would disturb the three grandmasters who were resting in the arena.
At this moment, there was only the sound of the wind at the mountaintop.
Yes, there was also the sound of someone playing on his cell phone. Di di, da da da. It sounded like he was playing a game. When they listened carefully to the game music, it was the newly released mobile version of Plants vs. Zombies.
Who could it be?
Fuck, who would dare to play games at this time?
And why was the sound so loud?
Everyone looked around and was shocked to discover that the sound was coming from the ring. It was "Chen Zhen" playing a game. As he had found a place to sit down, it was closer to the microphone placed in the ring. As such, the sound coming from the cell phone was amplified!
Liu Yiquan: "…"
He Badao: "…"
Yan Hui: "…"
Chenchen: "…"
The Eight Trigrams School's disciples: "…"
Could this fellow really make it?
This was a fucking deathmatch we were talking about! You, a non-affiliate with mediocre martial arts, had three grandmasters by your side, and it was going to start in just a few minutes! It wasn't even certain if you would live or die! You're actually playing games at this time? Just how big of a heart do you have?!
Just what kind of person is this!
Everyone was either fainting or fainting!
In reality, only Zhang Ye knew that his goal was not to play games, but to use his cell phone to hide his hand movements. Otherwise, if everyone saw him randomly tapping on something, it would inevitably arouse their suspicions. At this moment, he had already opened up the game ring's Merchant Shop. With a tap of his finger, it looked like he was tapping on his cell phone's screen, but he was actually tapping on the Taiji Fist Skill Experience Book that he had won a long time ago in the Merchant Shop. In the past few years, Zhang Ye had bought more than a hundred of them. But in order to deal with today's situation, he had thrown caution to the wind. He still had less than 1.9 billion Reputation Points left, and the Taiji Fist Skill Experience Book was priced at 1 million each!
Buy!
Buy!
Buy!
He pressed the buy button like a madman!
Then, as he flipped through the books one by one, the Taiji Fist Skill Experience Books turned into countless particles of light and floated into Zhang Ye's mind, becoming something that belonged to him. If anyone could see this scene that only Zhang Ye could see, they would definitely be dumbfounded. Countless particles of light flew into his mind as countless images of Taiji moves flashed across his mind. Zhang Ye could only feel his aura skyrocketing!
One hundred books!
Two hundred!
Three hundred books!
As he moved faster and faster, the sound of the game on his phone became louder and louder.
The audience looked at him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Some people from the large sects were already gnashing their teeth in hatred and almost cursing out loud!
Finally, Zhou Tianpeng, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, couldn't take it anymore. The corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and he opened his eyes at the end of his patience. "Are you crazy?"
Zhang Ye looked up and subconsciously replied, "You have medicine?"
Zhou Tianpeng: "…"
Everyone: "…"
Chen Xi could no longer keep quiet. He opened his eyes in frustration. There was so much gaming going on over there, so how could he keep quiet? He walked over to Zhou Tianpeng and discussed their strategy in a low voice. In this deathmatch, they had to cripple Rao Aimin. They could not afford to make any mistakes, or else they would never have a day of peace in the future!
Chen Xi asked softly, "Who are you going to deal with?"
"I'll deal with Rao Aimin," Zhou Tianpeng said.
Chen Xi nodded. "Then I'll deal with that non-affiliate."
Zhou Tianpeng asked, "Who is that person?"
Chen Xi pondered and said, "I don't know, and I can't see through him either. I have some impression of him last night when I saw him sparring with a Kunlun Sect disciple. His kung fu was very average and he was quite a hooligan. Seeing how he was still playing games before the deathmatch, I can tell he's just a layman. There's nothing to be afraid of."
Zhou Tianpeng nodded. "I'll test out Rao Aimin's skills first."
Chen Xi said, "Alright, I'll come over to help you at any time. Be careful of Rao Aimin's Swimming Body."
"OK," Zhou Tianpeng said.
The two of them only had eyes for Rao Aimin and did not take "Chen Zhen" seriously at all. In the Chinese martial arts world, there was only a small group of people who had a high level of kung fu. Which one of them did not know who they were? Which one of them did not know their name? As for this non-affiliate called "Chen Zhen," they had never even heard of him before, so of course they would not take him seriously. A person who used a brick to spar, a non-affiliate, and such a young fellow, even if he had started practicing martial arts in his mother's womb, he would not be able to take more than three moves from Chen Xi. And this was even under the condition that Chen Xi did not use his concealed power.
In the eyes of everyone present, this deathmatch was actually just a two-on-one battle. Rao Aimin would be facing off against Zhou Tianpeng and Chen Xi alone. No one had taken "Chen Zhen" into consideration.
Zhang Ye was still furiously "eating" the skill books!
He was constantly buying them!
A thousand books!
A thousand five hundred books!
A thousand seven hundred books!
Finally, a total of 1.9 billion Reputation Points were almost used up. There was only a little left, so Zhang Ye did not buy any more. Including the 100-odd Taiji skill books that he had eaten earlier, Zhang Ye's Taiji skill book count had reached a terrifying number of about 2,000! Zhang Ye's mind was already filled with the Taiji fish diagram and a series of Taiji moves, as well as the way to circulate qi. His head was swelling, so he switched off the game on his cell phone and closed his eyes. He quickly organized his thoughts and absorbed all of these skill books bit by bit!
The experience points were too huge!
The amount of information was astonishing!
With every point he absorbed, Zhang Ye's understanding of Taiji would increase by another level. His physical fitness did not change at all and he was still in the state where he had eaten a thousand of the Taiji fruits. However, his martial arts level was constantly rising! One level, two levels, three levels. This feeling was too good and wonderful. There were no words to describe it!
There was still one minute left in the deathmatch!
Finally, Zhang Ye opened his eyes. He did not know what level he had reached, but in the eyes of others, Zhang Ye did not seem to have changed at all.
Zhou Tianpeng and Chen Xi were already ready. They each stood in a corner of the ring.
Rao Aimin was also in peak condition. She looked at Zhang Ye and asked, "Are you sure you can do it?"
Zhang Ye glanced at her. "I'm fine."
Rao Aimin said calmly, "If we fight, I won't be able to take care of you."
"There's no need for that." Zhang Ye said, "Just focus on dealing with Zhou Tianpeng. How many moves do you need me to hold off for you?"
Rao Aimin glanced in Zhou Tianpeng's direction and said, "30 moves."
Zhang Ye was silent for a moment, then said, "OK."
Everyone got into position.
The four of them had already taken their positions!
The Eight Trigrams School's Xu Fan said anxiously, "Fifth Senior Sis, can that Chen Zhen do it?"
"Who knows!" Song Jiao said, "Why are you still playing games before the fight? Just how addicted are you to it! If I had known earlier, I would have gone instead! "
Zhao Yunlong looked at Lu Yuhu. "Isn't this person too unreliable?"
It was time!
Suddenly, a referee from the National Martial Arts Association announced, "The deathmatch officially begins!"
The entire venue erupted with excitement!
The large sects started cheering like crazy!
"Master, you can do it!"
"Grandmaster Zhou, kill him!"
"Come on!"
"Martial Uncle is mighty!"
"The Zhou Family Style is victorious!"
"Grandmaster Zhou is victorious!"
Several hundred voices rang out across the venue!
When the Eight Trigrams School's disciples saw this, they also started shouting!
"Eldest Senior Sis, you can do it!"
"Don't hold back, Eldest Senior Sis!"
"Get him!"
"Be careful, Eldest Senior Sis!"
Meanwhile, Zhang Ye, who was in the ring, seemed to have been forgotten by a lot of people.
Zhang Ye did not mind. He quietly walked over to the southwest corner of the ring with his hands behind his back and did not say a word.
Five seconds.
Ten seconds.
The cheers from the audience grew louder and louder, but the ring fell silent. Both sides looked at each other, but no one made the first move!
Suddenly, Zhou Tianpeng could no longer hold it in. He stomped his feet and shot forward like a cannonball, heading straight for Rao Aimin. With a roar, he punched out with the force of a thousand catties!
This was a battle between grandmasters. It was fine if they did not make a move, but once they did, they would take the opponent's life!
However, Rao Aimin did not move at all. She did not even blink and did not even get into a fighting stance!
The Eight Trigrams School's disciples were shocked!
"Senior Sis!"
"Eldest Senior Sis!"
When the punch was only an arm's length away from Rao Aimin, Rao Aimin made her move. She lightly executed the Eight Trigrams Steps and moved to the kun position. Not only did she avoid Zhou Tianpeng's punch, she even got close to Zhou Tianpeng's side and sent a palm strike at him!
Zhou Tianpeng blocked it with his elbow and counterattacked with his leg!
Rao Aimin executed another Eight Trigrams Steps and moved diagonally to Zhou Tianpeng's back. With a palm strike, she flipped over!
In just a few seconds, the two of them had already exchanged several blows!
This was a battle between grandmasters! It was too exciting!
Many of the people in the audience forgot to breathe as they held their breaths and stared intently at the ring!
Chen Xi did not move.
Zhang Ye did not move either.
In fact, Chen Xi had been facing Rao Aimin the entire time. Wherever Rao Aimin went, he would adjust his footing and face in that direction, as though he was ready to rush up and help at any time. The reason he did not move was because he wanted to see if Zhou Tianpeng could handle Rao Aimin alone now that his martial arts had greatly improved. If he could, then there was no need for Chen Xi to help. He would also save some face for them. After all, it would not look good if word got out that it was a two-on-one!
After three moves, the two of them were evenly matched.
The Zhou Family Style School's disciples were all excited.
"Great!"
"Master is awesome!"
"Master, you can do it!"
"Kill that Traitor Rao!"
The confidence of the Zhou Family and large sect members swelled!
However, the evenly matched situation only lasted for three moves. When Rao Aimin attacked for the fourth time, all of the large sect members who were cheering suddenly fell silent!
Rao Aimin took a step forward and followed up with an Eight Trigrams Consecutive Palms!
Zhou Tianpeng wanted to dodge, but there was nowhere for him to do so. He could only brace himself and take her three blows head-on. By Rao Aimin's third palm strike, Zhou Tianpeng could no longer handle it. He gave a loud roar and used all his strength. His concealed power burst forth from his right fist, and only then did he manage to push Rao Aimin away and interrupt her Consecutive Palms that were infused with concealed power! At this moment, seven or eight footprints could be clearly seen on the wooden floor of the arena. Two of them were Zhou Tianpeng's as he had been forced to take on the force. The rest of the footprints on the thick wooden floor were all Rao Aimin's!
If they were to use all their strength against a wooden floor, many of the people present would be able to leave a mark on it. It all depended on who had the greatest strength. But the scene in the arena was completely different. This was because Zhou Tianpeng and Rao Aimin did not exert any force on their feet at all. They were attacking each other, and their concealed power was directed at each other. The footprints that were left on the ground were just some aftershocks. This shocked many of the people who had never seen a battle between grandmasters before!
Song Jiao shouted, "Eldest Senior Sis, follow up your victory!"
Xu Fan said excitedly, "Old Crook Zhou is no match for you!"
Chenchen shouted, "Aunt, you can do it!"
The non-affiliates exclaimed.
"So this is what a grandmaster is like?"
"This …"
"It's too scary!"
"Oh my God!"
Meanwhile, the real martial arts experts were stunned!
The Huashan Sect's Fan Wen gasped. "Grandmaster Zhou is no match for her!"
The Iron Palm's Master Sun was also getting anxious. "Grandmaster Zhou alone won't be enough!"
"Rao Aimin's skills are too profound!" The Kunlun Sect's leader also looked a little gloomy. They had not expected that Zhou Tianpeng, who could not beat Rao Aimin several years ago, would still not be able to beat her!
Zhou Tianpeng did not look too good either!
After a few moves, Zhou Tianpeng was clearly not going to be defeated. But from these few moves, many of the experts present could tell that whether it was in terms of moves or realm, Zhou Tianpeng was no match for Rao Aimin!
Rao Aimin was indeed still the same Rao Aimin!
Even after disappearing for so many years, she was still the legendary figure of the Chinese martial arts world. In a one-on-one situation, no one could stop her!
Zhang Ye, who was watching from the sidelines, had goosebumps all over his body!
So Old Rao was really that amazing?
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