The West Asian recruit once again pounced. His eyes flickered with doubt in addition to hatred. Why did the opponent's strength drop instead of rising in the blink of an eye? From four-star strength to three-star strength?
The eyes of the recruits from various continents who had a stronger sense of energy in the distance lit up at the same time. What is this East Asian recruit doing? Three-star fighting four-star?
Between Yang Lie's sword-like eyebrows, there was an additional "jing" character unknowingly. After a few moves of Tai Chi, the rusty feeling had completely disappeared. Instead, it was incomparably smooth, like floating clouds and flowing water. Could it be that this person is using the West Asian recruit to practice?
Qin Fen loosened his waist and sank his hips, causing the speed of the true energy in his body to drop. His star-class had also dropped from four-star to three-star. A move of White Crane's Wings stroked the wrist of the Iron Palm. The West Asian recruit suddenly felt that there was a high-speed spinning top on the back of his hand. The power of the direct hit was deviated from the track by the spinning top.
BANG!
The West Asian recruit rushed too hard. His palm, which was deviated from the track, slammed on the reinforced concrete floor. The concrete surface splashed with gravel.
Kacha …
The microphone transmitted the crisp sound of bones breaking into the loudspeaker. The audience noticed from the projection screen that the facial muscles of the West Asian recruit twitched.
The Iron Palm could break bricks and open stones, but it usually needed a support point. It was a completely different concept from directly hitting the ground.
The reinforced concrete that was poured out was almost completely fused together. The four-star Iron Palm was also somewhat fragile in front of it.
"Oh? A three-star East Asian recruit actually fought against a four-star West Asian recruit? "
"Yeah, this East Asian recruit really surprises people every time he fights."
"This East Asian recruit is really unexpectedly strong."
The three commentators spoke one after another. Many of the audience, who had not discovered that Qin Fen had lowered his star-class, once again exclaimed.
The West Asian recruit's face turned red. It was unclear whether it was because he was angry out of humiliation or because he was in too much pain. At this moment, sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Qin Fen sighed softly. He looked at his hands and shook his head again and again. It seemed that his control of strength still needed to be improved. Although a three-star could beat a four-star, he couldn't be like the Vile King, who could control the opponent's footsteps and strength with the strength of a lower star-class to reach the point of complete control of the battle.
He can't even control an imperfect West Asian soldier? Qin Fen moved his fingers. It seemed that he hadn't really mastered the Twenty-Four Simplified Tai Chi yet.
He sighed, shook his head, and moved his fingers.
With just three simple actions, the eyes of the West Asian recruit spewed fire. This Qin Fen is really going too far. Not only did he humiliate me with his low-star-class strength, he even showed such a disdainful expression.
"Qin Fen, I will not rest until you die …"
His roar, which almost tore his vocal cords apart, was transmitted into the loudspeakers through the surrounding microphones, reverberating over the entire arena.
Before the West Asian recruit's voice faded away, Qin Fen's strength dropped from three-star to two-star!
"What? Two-star? "
"Oh my god, are the East Asian recruits crazy?"
"You can't be looking down on your opponent just because he's injured an arm, right? The difference in strength between the two is too great. "
Before the West Asian recruits could fly into a rage, the three commentators took the initiative to inform this shocking news to the audience who were still unaware of what had happened.
"Two-star?"
"Two-star? Really? "
Following the commentator's shout, the audience suddenly burst into an uproar. Some people even stood up and rubbed their eyes hard, wondering if they were dreaming or if the East Asian recruits had really gone crazy.
"Two-star!?"
Yang Lie's tall and straight back straightened once more. The crease between his eyebrows loosened completely in an instant as a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes. "Sure enough, he is using his opponent to hone himself. To hone himself here, what a great spirit, what a great courage. I am increasingly looking forward to fighting you in the semi-finals. "
"East Asian recruit …" Caesar crossed his fingers as he looked at Qin Fen in a trance. "Can you beat Little Dragon King, Yang Lie? Compared to Yang Lie, I want to fight you more. For someone who can practice the Twenty-Four Simplified Tai Chi Fists to such an extent, what kind of power would he have when he unleashes his true finishing move? "
"Two-star!?"
The West Asian recruit's anger rushed straight to his head. His chest heated up as he opened his mouth and spurted out an arrow of blood. His eyes widened in anger, as if the corners of his eyes were about to burst.
"Come on."
The calmness of Tai Chi infected Qin Fen. The tone of his speech was incomparably calm, without the slightest bit of tyranny or fierceness. It was as if he was talking to a martial artist with a lower star-class than him.
Without waiting for the West Asian recruit to make a move, Qin Fen's opened eyes slowly closed. His entire state was like a calm blind man.
"Oh my God! How many tricks does this East Asian recruit want to play in the first match? "
"Close his eyes? Is he relying on the movement of the airflow to judge? "
"Two-star, close his eyes, against a four-star martial artist? This is crazy! "
The three commentators smacked their lips again and again. They had commentated hundreds of fights in the past, but they had never encountered such a scene like today. Arrogant! Arrogant to the extreme!
The West Asian recruit felt as if his chest had been smashed by a heavy hammer. He retreated several steps and stared at Qin Fen in a daze. At this moment, the glory of the West Asian Military Region had been humiliated by being trampled underfoot in front of tens of thousands of people. This shame must be washed away even if he had to die.
"Tai Chi's whole body is covered with eyes." Qin Fen quietly held the posture of playing the pipa. "The fine hairs of the whole body can feel everything …"
Qin Fen's words had yet to fall when the West Asian recruit suddenly rushed forward. He took a step forward to a radius of less than a meter and suddenly pulled out his left hand from the right side of his waist! A whistling sound rang in the air. The eruption of anger could not be underestimated.
Neo Karate's Water Cleaving Technique was taken from the Japanese Sword-Drawing Technique!
A blow that could cleave water, how fast was the power needed?
The fine hairs of Qin Fen's body stood on end. The White Crane Wings on his arm pressed down and the power of primordial origin collided with the Water Cleaving Technique. The long sleeves of the two men swelled up at the same time, producing a crisp crashing sound.
The forearm of the Water Cleaving Technique did not wait for the power of primordial origin to contend with it. It suddenly pulled inwards and the iron elbow made an even fiercer air-piercing sound as it ruthlessly smashed towards Qin Fen's temple.
"In front of two-star strength, any four-star strength is indeed very firm and fierce." Qin Fen's heart moved. The White Crane Wings in his hand turned into a cloud hand as his left hand shook on the iron elbow. As if he was stepping on frozen water, he slid out horizontally.
Since the start of the fight, the West Asian recruit had finally gained the upper hand. How could he be willing to give up the upper hand? He rushed forward and suddenly flicked his bent forearm like a switchblade. Water Cleaving Technique reappeared!
The audience gasped at the same time and stared at Qin Fen nervously. They wanted to know if this overly arrogant young man, who only used two-star strength, would be the first person to capsize in the gutter in this tournament.
Qin Fen did not open his eyes. The fine hairs on his body were like countless high-power radars, feeling everything around him. The two-star strength was still not enough to raise it to three-star. When he slid out, he retracted the White Crane Wings stance and pressed down with his right hand again.
BANG!
The two collided and Qin Fen's body trembled. Once again, the scene of ice skating appeared under his feet as he slid out a few meters.
"Still not going to raise his star-class?"
"The East Asian recruit is playing with fire."
"Are you two interested in making a bet on when will this East Asian recruit be promoted to three-star strength?"
The three commentators spoke one after another, arousing the curiosity of tens of thousands of spectators. One after another, they guessed when Qin Fen would have three-star strength.
"Qin Fen …" Song Jia clenched her hands tightly, her eyes filled with nervousness and worry.
Lin Liqiang smiled and shook his head. "Jia Jia, you are really worried. With your knowledge, if you stand in an objective position, can't you see whether Old Qin is in an advantageous or disadvantageous position? "
Song Jia was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, her nervous eyes lit up as a hint of shyness appeared on her tender white cheeks. She blamed herself in her heart for being too nervous. She had even lost the most basic judgment.
While everyone was talking, the West Asian recruit on the field attacked Qin Fen fiercely as if he was possessed. After every collision, Qin Fen's body would slide out a few meters as if he was standing on ice, continuing to maintain the stance of playing the pipa or the White Crane Wings stance.
Yang Lie watched the battle on the field with great interest. Qin Fen was like a big rubber ball filled with air. Every time he was attacked by a strong external force, his body would be bounced out, but he was unable to burst it.
Is there really no way to burst a rubber ball?
No! Yang Lie shook his head slowly. If the external force was strong enough, then a rubber ball full of elasticity could be burst in one go.
But, this West Asian recruit? Yang Lie sighed. Qin Fen had already comprehended too many things from the Simplified Tai Chi. This West Asian recruit, who had poor control of true energy and strength, was absolutely not someone who could burst it.
BANG BANG BANG …
After dozens of collisions in a row, Qin Fen's Tai Chi suddenly trembled as his soft force turned into hard force. The same Cloud Hand chopped the back arm of the West Asian recruit. Qin Fen's feet remained motionless as if they were rooted to the ground. On the other hand, the West Asian recruit's arm shook slightly. In the blink of an eye, the place where the Cloud Hand chopped him felt as if it had been cut by a steel knife. The muscles under his skin seemed to be flipped over.
Qin Fen's move succeeded. He stepped into the open space in front of the recruit's chest and turned his body to slam his back heavily into the other party's chest.
Fitness exercise of fist technique, Arhat Fist: Twisting Single Mountain Thrust!
Softness breeds firmness! Softness breeds firmness! The moment Qin Fen slammed into the chest of the West Asian recruit, his mind became clear. It turned out that the so-called softness breeds firmness did not refer to the firmness in Tai Chi. Rather, when Tai Chi transformed into a firm and fierce fist technique, the force produced was the true softness breeds firmness.
Looking at the West Asian recruit, whose body was sent flying and whose sternum had collapsed, giving off cracking sounds, Qin Fen slowly withdrew his momentum and got up. The moment his soft fist transformed into a hard fist, the forces of the two phases stimulated each other, giving rise to the most firm and fierce power.
BANG …
The West Asian recruit fell heavily to the ground. His body slid several meters away, just like a replica of Qin Fen's previous slide. Only, one was standing and the other was lying.
Qin Fen raised his head and looked at the loudspeaker that announced his victory. He sighed heavily and said to himself, "Unfortunately, I only had a moment to experience it. I only touched the surface of the mystery of giving birth to hardness in softness."
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