touchnovel Chapter 108 Standard End
Chapter 108 Standard End
It turns out that the Wild Bull Fist emphasizes power.
The power comes from pushing off the ground with both legs, so the center of gravity is extremely stable when the legs touch the ground.
But once the legs leave the ground, the center of gravity will be completely shifted by the strong body.
Niu Dashan then made a move.
These legs are his biggest weakness!
Liu Sheng also seized the fleeting opportunity. He followed up with his footwork, cut into Niu Dashan's center gate, and lowered his waist and hips.
He raised one arm to block the opponent's attack.
He braced himself with a hammer and struck the opponent squarely in the thigh.
Niu Dashan staggered and barely managed to stand. Liu Sheng seized the opportunity to pursue him, twisting his body, stepping closer, lowering his shoulder, and thrusting his elbow.
Stick to the mountain, stick to the mountain!
The Bajiquan close-range killing move, "Tie Shan Kao," was unleashed at close range by Niu Dashan, driven by the immense power of his "Water-based Muscle Training." His shoulder and elbow struck Niu Dashan like battering rams.
"Bang!"
Niu Dashan felt an irresistible force coming from his chest, and his whole body was thrown backward uncontrollably, flying over the rope and tracing an arc.
With a loud thud, it crashed onto the sandy ground outside the arena, raising a cloud of dust.
"Northern Arena, the ultimate victor is Liu Sheng!"
"Awarded the title of 'Martial Arts Graduate'!"
The assistant examiner's voice rang out promptly.
A hammer is fixed.
The crowd below the stage erupted instantly, with cheers and exclamations filling the air.
But all this.
They were all isolated from Niu Dashan.
He lay on the cold, sandy ground, a sharp pain shooting through his chest. Liu Sheng hadn't actually hit him hard; it was more of a heartache he felt.
The surroundings seemed to fall silent, and Niu Dashan's vision became somewhat blurred. He could only see a hazy sky, followed by several anxious faces that filled his field of vision.
"Dashan, how are you?"
His sister-in-law rushed to his side, her voice trembling with sobs, her hands shaking as she wanted to touch him but dared not.
"Brother Dashan, are you injured?"
The girl who had grown up with him burst into tears and tried in vain to wipe away the dust and cold sweat from his face with her rough hemp handkerchief.
The old village chief, limping, staggered over with the help of the villagers.
Looking at Niu Dashan lying on the ground, he opened his mouth, and his originally straight back seemed to hunch over, making him look much older.
When he saw Niu Dashan's face, filled with utter despair, everything turned into a sigh.
"Dashan, it's alright, it's good that you're alright... it's good that you're alright..."
The other villagers around him also gathered around, asking him about his injuries and offering him words of comfort.
Niu Dashan would rather they didn't care about him so much.
At that moment, he closed his eyes helplessly, and two streams of hot tears slid down from the corners of his eyes and flowed into the dust.
We lost. We lost completely.
The dream of becoming a martial arts champion, inheriting the position of village chief, and protecting the village... all became unattainable.
Liu Sheng noticed all of this.
I felt a little uneasy.
"Am I some kind of villain? That can't be right..." he muttered to himself.
Seeing Niu Dashan's heartbroken appearance, his sister-in-law and his childhood sweetheart could no longer hold back.
"Dashan, that's enough."
"Brother Dashan, you've already done a great job!"
After saying this, the sister-in-law buried Niu Dashan's head in her chest, while her childhood sweetheart hugged Niu Dashan's arm. The three of them embraced each other and wept bitterly.
Liu Sheng watched all of this silently.
I always feel like I've lost completely in some way, and I feel empty inside.
So, out of the blue, he asked the assistant examiner a question:
"Sir, if I go and beat him up again now, it won't be considered fouling, will it?"
"It's not considered a violation, but according to the laws of the Great Tibetans, beating someone with bare hands is punishable by forty strokes of the cane; if the beating causes injury, the perpetrator must pay for medical expenses, receive eighty strokes of the cane, and be exiled for one year."
"Oh, never mind then."
Seeing that he was willing to put aside his evil thoughts, the assistant examiner then handed him an item:
"This is your martial arts examination token. Keep it safe."
A fine silver token with the three strange characters "Martial Arts Examination Candidate" on it.
Wu Xiucai was only a copper token.
The martial arts graduate, on the other hand, received a silver token.
The person opposite, whom countless people vie for, is a symbol of official rank and status.
Liu Sheng casually put the token into his sleeve pocket.
Look at that nonchalant demeanor.
It was as if I had just gone out to buy some groceries.
"Mission accomplished! Now I'm just waiting to join the rebel army and begin a new chapter in my life!"
He felt no ecstasy, only a sense of peace. He was completely relaxed and in high spirits. Apart from Niu Dashan, he found everyone agreeable.
Liu Sheng smiled and bowed in response to the audience who were congratulating him below the stage.
He looked around.
Upon discovering that Li Ying was still in the arena, they decided to go and check on him.
After all, Li Ying was only a ninth-rank fighter, and he had previously injured his right leg. It was a miracle that he could still stand on the stage.
I have to go and see.
West Arena.
The noise from the surrounding crowd was much quieter than what Liu Sheng had just experienced.
The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
Liu Sheng squeezed to the front of the crowd and looked at the arena.
Li Ying knelt on one knee at the edge of the ring, using his only intact right hand to support himself on the ground, barely managing not to fall.
He took off his shirt before going on stage, afraid of damaging it. He was covered in dust, and his exposed skin was covered in bruises, especially his left arm, which was hanging at an unnatural angle and was obviously dislocated.
Li Ying's right leg, where he had been injured before, was only temporarily bandaged with gauze, and now the gauze on the surface was soaked with blood.
Li Ying was breathing heavily, each breath aggravating his injuries and bringing waves of pain. Cold sweat mixed with blood dripped continuously from his forehead. He struggled to lift his head, staring intently at the figure opposite him.
Yin Wuji, his opponent in this match, still looked like a sickly young master, and even seemed to be breathing more steadily than before he went on stage.
Apart from the dust on the hem of his robe, he showed no signs of injury or fatigue, a stark contrast to Li Ying's miserable state.
"Just admit defeat! Aren't you usually the most afraid of dying? Why are you taking this so seriously?!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Sheng looked over and saw Wang Zheng shouting from the other side of the arena.
Upon hearing Wang Zheng's shout, Li Ying felt his vision begin to blur.
Yes, why is that today?
He had no expectations for the last game.
He was fighting against Yang Ren, a rock sheep fist martial artist. Yang Ren was an eighth-rank martial artist, while he was only a ninth-rank martial artist.
He was still a ninth-rank soldier with an injured right leg.
Who would have thought that during the encounter...
I actually broke through my own barrier right before the battle!
He also entered the eighth-grade flesh-refining realm, and at that time he felt that this was the will of heaven.
In addition, Liu Sheng had set an example for him, so he used his left hand to get another chance to attack the side of the opponent's neck.
We won by a narrow margin.
Now, Li Ying was just like a gambler.
"What if? He's a martial arts graduate!"
Li Ying wants to turn things around.
I want to completely change my destiny.
Wu Xiucai, who was only half an official, originally thought that was the end of his career, but now he has actually won a match and has reached the final stage.
If you win, you'll become a martial arts graduate.
Could this be the will of Heaven?