The Power of One Punch (Please Bookmark and Vote)

"Rest assured, Teacher. Tiger Demon Fist may be strong, but it can't threaten me."

Qin Fen looked utterly certain, powerful confidence rising in his eyes.

Lin Gaowang's Tiger Demon Fist only had the power of a single strike, while his Thunderclap Fist could be used continuously. Even in a head-on clash, he had no fear of Lin Gaowang's Tiger Demon Fist.

"It's good that you're confident."

Zhou Wu nodded.

He knew Qin Fen was a levelheaded person who did not speak carelessly.

Since he said he could deal with Lin Gaowang's Tiger Demon Fist, he must have complete confidence.

Ten minutes later, the second match began.

This match was between Xu Taiping of Fourth High School and Qin Fen of Thirteen Middle School.

To avoid putting pressure on Qin Fen, his close friends Chen Bo, Shi Jian, and the other students said nothing.

After handing over his belongings, Qin Fen slowly walked onto the Arena.

His opponent was Xu Taiping from Fourth High School. He was somewhat sturdier than Qin Fen, with full muscles—not the bloated sort of bodybuilder muscles, but smooth, streamlined muscles brimming with strength.

Xu Taiping's arms, in particular, seemed unusually long.

After Qin Fen and Xu Taiping stepped onto the Arena.

Everyone's gaze on the Arena focused on the two of them.

The three-minute conversation period began.

"Xu Taiping."

Xu Taiping stood opposite Qin Fen and cupped his fists in salute.

"Qin Fen."

Qin Fen did not slight him in the least. He solemnly returned the salute with cupped fists and said in a deep voice.

"I won't hold back. If I hurt you, all I can say is sorry."

Xu Taiping glanced at Qin Fen before speaking.

"You don't need to apologize to me, because that's exactly what I wanted to say to you. If I accidentally hurt you, I hope you won't blame me. After all, fists and kicks have no eyes. It isn't as if I can hold back just because I want to."

Qin Fen struck back sharply.

He knew this was Xu Taiping's psychological tactic. Xu Taiping wanted to provoke him with words and stir up his anger. If he truly became angry because of those words, he would have fallen into Xu Taiping's trap.

How could he fail to see through such a simple psychological ploy?

The three minutes quickly passed.

The teacher from Fourth High School raised his right hand and brought it down sharply. "Match begin."

The instant the referee's voice fell, Xu Taiping moved.

Xu Taiping darted around the Arena like an ape. His two long arms lashed like flexible whips, snapping with sharp cracks as they swept in half-arcs toward Qin Fen with astonishing speed.

Fast as lightning.

With his strength and the force of Through Body Fist.

If Qin Fen took a solid hit, he would inevitably suffer broken bones and torn tendons.

If he was struck in a vital area, such as the neck, he might even lose consciousness on the spot.

Right from the start, Xu Taiping directly used the martial art of Through Body Fist. There were no probing moves; he wanted to catch Qin Fen off guard.

There were many ways to employ tactics in a match. It depended on who was more adept at them.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

Facing Xu Taiping's lashes, Qin Fen immediately circulated his strength. He clenched both hands into fists, and as the force moved through his body, a string of Bone Bursts erupted, crackling through the air like firecrackers.

Its momentum surpassed the crisp snaps of Xu Taiping's Through Body Fist.

"That Bone Burst sound—it's Thunderclap Fist."

Hearing the sound, surprise filled Zhou Wu's eyes.

Thunderclap Fist was the signature martial art of Thunder Spirit Martial Arts Hall. Though anyone with money could learn it, training in it took an extremely long time. Even with Thunder Spirit Martial Arts Hall's exclusive medicinal ointment, progress was exceedingly slow.

Yet Qin Fen had reached the realm of fifty Bone Bursts in just one week.

Boom!

At that moment, an even louder sound erupted from Qin Fen's body, like muffled thunder.

His fist shot out like a thunderclap.

As Xu Taiping's arm lashed toward him, Qin Fen threw a punch, swift as lightning.

The thunderous boom also disturbed Xu Taiping's focus, slowing his reaction by a beat. Qin Fen's fist slammed toward Xu Taiping's chest.

If this punch landed solidly.

Several of Xu Taiping's ribs would break, and he would need to stay in bed recuperating for at least three months.

This was the golden period for martial arts training. Wasting three months would leave him far behind the others; even people less accomplished than him would overtake him.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Fourth High School's Martial Arts Teacher stepped in and blocked Qin Fen's punch.

With his eyesight, he could tell that Xu Taiping would never be able to take that punch.

Therefore, the teacher from Fourth High School intervened to end the match and prevent Xu Taiping from being injured.

Qin Fen felt that punch could have left a fist mark in a hard steel plate, yet Fourth High School's teacher had neutralized it with ease.

"This match goes to Qin Fen."

Since the teacher from Fourth High School had saved Xu Taiping, Qin Fen naturally won the match.

"You won."

Xu Taiping looked somewhat dejected.

He had thought that after breaking through to Flowing Strength and learning Through Body Fist, no one but Hong Li from his own school could compete with him for first place in this martial arts exchange tournament.

At school, he often sparred with Hong Li, and their wins and losses were roughly even.

Yet he had not expected the other schools to have geniuses as well. Although Lin Gaowang of Fifth High School could only unleash one strike with Tiger Demon Fist, Xu Taiping was not confident he could take it. Now, he had been defeated by Qin Fen of Thirteen Middle School.

It dealt no small blow to his confidence.

"Thank you for going easy on me."

Qin Fen cupped his fists with a faint smile, then slowly walked down from the Arena.

"Don't be discouraged. Victory and defeat are common." Fourth High School's Martial Arts Teacher comforted Xu Taiping. "Even martial artists who cultivate Internal Family True Qi lost when they were young. No one can win forever. The true strength lies in being able to stand back up after falling."

"I understand."

Xu Taiping took a deep breath and walked down from the Arena.

That was how matches went. Everyone wanted to win, but one side always had to endure defeat.

After falling, one had to stand back up and become stronger.

Qin Fen and Xu Taiping had just finished their match, so the next match was Hong Li against Lin Gaowang. He Ying had already withdrawn because of a minor fracture in his lower leg.

After more than ten minutes of rest, Lin Gaowang had recovered his stamina, and it would not affect the match.

Hong Li of Fourth High School and Lin Gaowang of Fifth High School entered the Arena.

The three-minute conversation period began.

"One punch. As long as you can take one punch from me, I'll count it as my loss."

Lin Gaowang spoke first.

"Don't try to scare me. Tiger Demon Fist may be fierce and domineering, with an unstoppable aura, but you haven't mastered it. You only have the power of one punch. As long as I avoid it, you lose."

Hong Li said.

"That is assuming you can avoid it. Besides, the fact that you're thinking of dodging means you're afraid. Even you admit that you can't take my punch, which is why you chose to evade it. The match hasn't even started, but you've already lost half of it."

Lin Gaowang said calmly.

"Enough nonsense. Let's settle it with our hands."

Hong Li's expression changed slightly, as though Lin Gaowang had hit the mark. He gave a cold snort.

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