Martial Arts Club President

Then, Nie Wanzhi changed her style, adopting the fighting method everyone thought she should use. Her figure swayed like a lotus flower, and with mysterious footwork, she circled around to the side of her opponent, constantly dodging attacks, and launching a hit-and-run offensive that seemed to be left but was actually right, and seemingly right but was actually left.

"Steel-Fisted Iron Tower" wanted to keep up with his opponent's speed. Although he was burly, his steps were not clumsy. Moreover, Nie Wanzhi was going to circle around him in an arc. He only needed to turn in place. In theory, he could keep up. However, he had been hit by four palms before. The electric energy entered his body and his muscles were still in a state of paralysis, so his reaction was inevitably a little slow.

Thus, amidst the rumbling thunder, Nie Wanzhi launched a fierce and relentless attack. Her slender palms, imbued with the power of lightning, struck her opponent repeatedly. Combined with her jet-black martial arts uniform, the arena seemed shrouded in rain clouds, with flashes of lightning appearing intermittently.

"The outcome is decided." Si Ming quickly made his judgment.

"No way, that big guy has practiced Iron Shirt Kung Fu. His profile says he can move freely underwater at a depth of 300 meters without any equipment. Your female classmate uses Swift Thunder Palm, which is only average. It has moderate damage, high speed, and is imbued with lightning power, but it consumes a lot of energy. The current continuous bursts can't last long. As long as Steel-Fisted Iron Tower can withstand this wave of attacks, they can turn the tide." Yuezheng Qiong retorted.

Si Ming, "The Internal Cultivation she cultivates is very ordinary. It's the Jade Crane Art, which focuses on nurturing and nourishing the body. It doesn't enhance martial arts skills much, so you might not be able to tell from the surface that her Internal Cultivation is actually at level nine."

"Level Nine Internal Cultivation! I see, then the outcome is indeed decided."

Although Internal Cultivation level does not determine the level of martial arts prowess, its importance is undeniable. In offense and defense, the party with higher Internal Cultivation can easily break through the opponent's defense, which is different from boxing matches on Earth.

In boxing matches, it's common to see a defender holding their hands in front of their head to block the opponent's relentless attacks, then launching a counterattack when the opponent stops. But in the Sea Continent, you won't see such a fight. If the attacker has high enough Internal Cultivation, a single palm strike can cause internal injuries to the defender. Even if both sides have the same level of internal strength, the defender will still suffer because the arena for internal strength is inside their own body, and there is a price to pay regardless of who wins or loses.

For a defender to block an opponent's attack without taking damage, their Internal Cultivation must be significantly higher than the opponent's, allowing them to block the opponent's internal energy from their body.

Despite his exceptional physical strength, the "Steel-Fisted Iron Tower" contestant's Internal Cultivation was only at level six. This three-level gap meant he was destined to suffer internal injuries in every clash, even though the Jade Crane Art was not adept at offensive combat.

Sure enough, after enduring a series of attacks, although "Steel-Fisted Iron Tower"'s skin was only scorched black by the power of lightning and he had no obvious injuries, he still vomited blood with a "whoosh" and then collapsed to the ground unconscious.

The master stepped onto the ring, and after confirming that "Steel-Fisted Iron Tower" was out of danger, had him carried off. Then he shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen, the result is decided! The winner of this ancient Martial Form is— Thunderbolt Beauty!"

In an instant, cheers and curses rang out. The latter were naturally due to losing chips after placing the wrong bet, while the former included some who had won money and others who were simply cheering for a spectacular fight.

In the center of the arena, Nie Wanzhi was panting heavily. This was the first time she had fought against an opponent with such a disparity in physique. In the past, her opponents were all her peers, and none of them had developed such exaggerated physical strength that they could completely block her palm strikes. They could only win by relying on their Internal Cultivation. The series of fierce attacks just now had undoubtedly exhausted a lot of her physical strength.

"Aren't you going down to comfort your little darling?" Yuezheng Qiong teased.

"I already said, we're just ordinary classmates, and I've never even spoken to her. Our relationship is only slightly better than that of strangers. I doubt she even remembers my name."

"A petite and adorable female student, far from home, isn't thinking about dating or finding a partner, but instead participates in underground martial arts. There must be some inside story behind this. If you can learn her secret, you'll definitely be seen as a special person, making it much easier to take your relationship to the next level. A shared secret is a catalyst for a romantic relationship."

"I believe a female student's primary responsibility is to study, not to date, and I really don't have any romantic feelings for her."

Si Ming prefers mature women, not lolis. Big breasts and long legs are his type. As for those petite and adorable "legal lolis," frankly, he really wants to ask those loli-lovers: didn't you feel like you were committing a crime when you made your move?

Of course, Si Ming couldn't say these words aloud, otherwise Yuezheng Qiong, who had the qualities of a mature woman, would definitely misunderstand and use them to tease him.

Having a favorite type is one thing, but if you become aroused every time you see someone you like, then you're just a wild beast that only acts on instinct.

"Alright, little Si Ming, all lust and no guts, are you going back now? Seeing that you don't seem interested in fighting, I, Sister Qiong, won't keep you any longer. Honestly, I thought only girls didn't like fighting and killing. I didn't expect you to be so 'gentle' too. In comparison, you were much more charming the day you rushed into the factory to save people three years ago."

Yuezheng Qiong escorted Si Ming to the entrance of the health center and instructed the driver to take him back to Linked Mountains University.

Before getting into the car, Si Ming turned around and said, "To clarify, it's not that I'm not interested in physical fights, but rather in weaklings fighting each other."

Yuezheng Qiong paused for a moment, watching the car disappear into the distance, then chuckled, "He did look rather handsome at the end, if I'm not exaggerating."

Chapter 438 Martial Arts Club Leader

The day after returning to school, Si Ming told Murong Qing about Nie Wanzhi's situation, since the two still had a scheduled martial arts duel.

"Fighting in underground boxing matches? That's against school rules, isn't it?" Murong Qing frowned.

Si Ming scratched his head, puzzled, and asked, "There's no rule in the school regulations that prohibits fighting in underground boxing matches, is there?"

"There's no explicit rule naming underground boxing, but one of the school rules prohibits students from participating in illegal activities, and underground boxing is illegal."

"So what do you plan to do? Report it to the Disciplinary Committee?"

Murong Qing was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "There are only two reasons for participating in underground boxing: either she's belligerent or she's short of money. From our few interactions, she doesn't seem to be a bloodthirsty or tyrannical person. And now that I think about it, she usually wears a school uniform and never wears any jewelry. So I suspect she's risking her life fighting in underground boxing to make money. Although we don't know the inside story, if we cut off her livelihood, are we helping her or harming her?"

Si Ming Outer Dao, "I thought you would insist on reporting it to maintain discipline."

"I don't believe in the supremacy of the law. Rules are made to maintain order. Nie's behavior didn't bother anyone, and she's an adult who can take responsibility for her own actions. Since that's the case, and I'm not a member of the Disciplinary Committee, why should I bother?"

"Those who are not in a position should not meddle in its affairs." Reporting classmates for misconduct is a right, not an obligation. Therefore, Murong Qing does not intend to exercise this right. If she had to investigate everything, she should have reported Yu Shuying immediately. Compared to gang leaders, fighting in underground boxing matches is just the level of a small fry.

Murong Qing looked up at the Mutual Aid Society's photo and asked with interest, "Do you think she needs our help?"

Si Ming, "Maybe she needs it, maybe she doesn't, but since she hasn't asked, we have no right to help her. If we rashly offer our assistance, it might hurt her pride. Besides, the Mutual Aid Society signboard is right here. If she feels she needs help, she can just come and say so. Of course, we won't sit idly by."

"God helps those who help themselves." I'm not saying everyone has to solve problems on their own, but at least you should shout, "Someone help me!" People who clearly need help but refuse to ask for it and expect strangers to help them should just fend for themselves. As you just said, we're all adults; we need to be responsible for our own actions.

Why is it said that the squeaky wheel gets the grease? Look at the criminals in TV dramas. Whether they are the real culprits or innocent, when they are brought to court, they all shout, "Innocent, Your Honor! I'm innocent! I'm truly innocent!" Only then will a "Bao Qingtian" come to investigate and find out the truth. If you keep your mouth shut, people will only take it as a confession.

Some people, after being wronged, choose to be honest, but afterwards harbor resentment, blaming others for not helping them. They feel that the world is indeed cold-hearted, people are indifferent, and society is dark. They don't even consider that if they don't fight for themselves, why should others have an obligation to help them?

Murong Qing opened her mouth, but finally sighed, "You're right, we have no right to intervene."

Seeing how easily he accepted his advice, Si Ming wondered what was going on, when he saw Murong Qing stand up and say, "Shall we go find Nie now?"

"Uh, didn't we just agree not to intervene?"

"We're not her friends, so we're not in a position to offer help. On the contrary, as long as we become her friends, that's enough. Between friends, even if the other doesn't ask, they'll lend a hand."

The logic is consistent, Si Ming cannot refute it.

"If you went back to ancient times, you would definitely be the kind of chivalrous hero who is renowned throughout the land, praised by everyone, a pillar of heaven and a beam of purple gold that spans the sea."

"Forget it. If I went back to ancient times, I probably wouldn't even be qualified to learn martial arts. I'd just be a sheltered young lady, at best a talented woman. Don't be fooled by the descriptions of heroines in those ancient romance novels—they're described as stunningly beautiful, multi-talented, and universally loved, with even the male lead pursuing them. In reality, they can't even control their own destiny. They can only hope that they'll marry a good man. Many people claim to admire the past, but what they admire is only the romance and poetry of ancient times, not the mundane realities of life."

Murong Qing's speech was as rational as ever, devoid of any romanticism.

Si Ming laughed and said, "Don't treat these people like fools. They know they can't go back to ancient times, which is why they dare to call themselves 'antiquity worshippers.' If they were allowed to go back to ancient times, I guarantee they would all shut their mouths and never dare to utter another word about 'ancient.' Everyone understands the principle of 'Lord Ye loves dragons'—except for those fools who have been completely fooled."