Terrifying Learning Ability

"The next round: Wang Song against Jiang Feng."

Hearing the voice, Wang Song's body trembled. Sure enough, what he feared had come to pass. In the second round, he really had been matched against Jiang Feng. If he won, he would qualify to challenge the experts who had ranked in the top ten on last year's Youth Ranking. If he lost to Jiang Feng, then naturally, he would lose that qualification.

Wang Song had never imagined that the useless beggar everyone had once talked about would actually become the greatest obstacle to him entering the top ten of the Youth Ranking this year.

"Bastard, I have to enter the top ten!" Wang Song clenched his fist hard, then leaped onto the arena.

On the other side, Jiang Feng still strolled onto the arena at an easy pace.

"Jiang Feng, I'll make you regret coming to compete!" Wang Song roared, as if to pump himself up, then immediately attacked Jiang Feng.

"Mm, it's different from before." The watching crowd instantly noticed that the fist technique Wang Song was using now was clearly different from earlier.

This set of fist techniques was fiercer and more domineering, completely abandoning defense and focusing blindly on offense, leaving no path of retreat for himself. To use such a fist technique in an arena match, one either lacked confidence in one's attacking power, or was far too confident in one's own strength.

On the platform, Nie Hu and Wei Changqing were both startled. Then Nie Hu wore a smile, while Wei Changqing's face turned ashen.

"Brother Wei, if I'm not mistaken, what Wang Song is using should be your Evergreen Fist, correct? Your Evergreen Fist was self-created from various fist techniques and focuses on attack. Wasn't it never to be passed on to outsiders? How has Wang Song actually learned it?"

"Hmph, that little beast!" Wei Changqing cursed. Even a fool could figure it out: it had to be his son Wei Shan who had leaked it. He had only taught this fist technique to Wei Shan, and had not passed it to a second person.

As Wei Changqing spoke, he turned his head and glared furiously at Wei Shan, who was seated not far away in the stands.

Wei Shan was so frightened he tucked his neck in. That Evergreen Fist had indeed been lost to Wang Song in a bet. He had not expected Wang Song to be so bold and reckless as to use it at the Zhushan Arena Tournament. It seemed Wang Song truly did not have enough confidence in this battle.

"I'd rather like to see the power of your Evergreen Fist." Nie Hu laughed it off.

On the arena, Wang Song had already tangled with Jiang Feng. However, what made people irritated was that Jiang Feng did not fight Wang Song head-on, but relied on his strange movement technique to easily dodge Wang Song's attacks.

After Wang Song finished one whole set of fist techniques, he had not even touched the corner of Jiang Feng's clothes.

"What movement technique is this kid using? It's actually this strange!" Nie Hu's brows locked together.

Wei Changqing beside him was also utterly baffled. In Zhushan Town, they were all top experts, yet they actually could not see through the pattern of Jiang Feng's movement technique.

"This movement technique of his seems to have no pattern or rules at all. But that shouldn't be. Even we could not master this sort of movement technique. How could a mere child like him comprehend and master it?"

For movement techniques, the lowest level followed patterns and rules. Slightly higher-level ones had no trail to follow.

In other people's eyes, Jiang Feng's current movement technique was somewhat similar to having no trail to follow.

In truth, how could Jiang Feng know any movement technique? What he relied on was merely agile skill and superhuman reaction speed. With his powerful soul, forget a child like Wang Song who was not even a Martial Artist; even an ordinary Yellow Martial Realm Martial Artist would not be able to touch him in the slightest.

"Hmph, as expected, it's all show and no substance." On the platform, Yu Feng sneered. "In my opinion, this Jiang Feng doesn't have much real strength. Other than an unusual movement technique, he poses no other threat. If he ran into me, I'd definitely make him get off the stage instantly."

At this moment, Nie Xiaoyue had calmed down instead. Jiang Feng's performance today had already exceeded her imagination, but in her view, it was almost impossible for Jiang Feng to defeat her.

Because to ensure there would be no mishaps, over these three days, she had spent a huge sum and put in a great deal of effort. In a little while, the moment she made her move, she guaranteed that everyone present would have their jaws drop.

On the arena, Wang Song was rather out of breath. "Bastard, if you've got the guts, stop dodging."

Jiang Feng chuckled. "Sure." After he finished speaking, he took the initiative to attack.

In truth, the reason Jiang Feng had kept dodging without attacking was absolutely not because he could not attack. With his strength, no matter how powerful Wang Song's fist technique was, before him, Wang Song would not last a single exchange! All he needed was one punch, and however fast Wang Song came, he would leave just as fast!

However, Jiang Feng had not ended the battle with one punch. Instead, he had dragged it out until now. First, to conceal his strength. Second...

"This, his fist technique, how is it..." The crowd was stunned. The fist technique Jiang Feng was using was actually exactly the same as the fist technique Wang Song had used just now, and he even seemed to be using it more skillfully than Wang Song.

On the platform, Wei Changqing rose in anger. "He... he actually knows Evergreen Fist too!" He turned his head and glared furiously at Wei Shan.

Wei Shan's face went deathly pale with fright, and he immediately waved his hands, meaning that Jiang Feng's Evergreen Fist had absolutely not been leaked by him.

"Brother Wei, look carefully at his fist technique. It seems... it seems it isn't your Evergreen Fist," Nie Hu spoke up to remind Wei Changqing.

Wei Changqing fixed his eyes on it, and sure enough, the fist technique Jiang Feng was now performing on the arena was clearly a level above Evergreen Fist.

"This kid can actually improve my Evergreen Fist!!" Wei Changqing was horrified.

"He isn't using his full strength at all right now. Instead, he's using Wang Song to test moves. Could it be that he doesn't understand this set of fist techniques?"

"He doesn't understand it, yet he can still perform it so smoothly? Could he have learned and comprehended it on the spot?"

Wei Changqing suddenly thought of something: could it be that Jiang Feng had merely watched Wang Song perform Evergreen Fist once, and not only learned Evergreen Fist, but even fused it with other fist techniques and improved it?

If that was really the case, then this kid's talent... was far too terrifying!

On the arena, Jiang Feng finished performing one set of fist techniques, and it truly confirmed Wei Changqing's guess.

Jiang Feng clearly had an absolute advantage and could defeat Wang Song in one move, but at the critical moments, he always went easy and allowed Wang Song to dodge the attacks. The others could not see it clearly, but the experts in the stands saw it all with perfect clarity.

"Bastard!" Wang Song was furious beyond restraint. How could he not feel Jiang Feng's mockery? But he had no ability to counterattack at all! This Jiang Feng was simply too hateful!

"All right, you can go down now." After Jiang Feng finished testing one set of fist techniques, he no longer had any thought of continuing to play around.

When he went onto the stage, the reason Jiang Feng had only dodged and not attacked was not because he did not want to attack, but because he had cultivated the Sutra of Observing Heaven and Eternal Treasures since childhood and had never learned any fist or foot techniques at all. Though he had been an assassin in his previous life and knew a few killing moves, in this world where martial arts flourished, those three-legged-cat skills simply could not be brought onto the stage.

While watching from below the stage, Jiang Feng had discovered that for the fists and kicks used by the people on the platform, he only needed to look carefully once, and he could understand them all in his heart and easily master them. So once Jiang Feng got on the stage and found that the new fist technique Wang Song was using was fiercer than the others, he made up his mind to learn this set of fist techniques first before attacking.

As he dodged Wang Song's attacks and learned Wang Song's fist technique, Jiang Feng discovered that he could even fuse other fist techniques into this set of fist techniques and improve it at the same time.

By the time Wang Song finished one set of fist techniques, Jiang Feng had also comprehended an improved set of fist techniques in his heart. He just happened to use Wang Song to test the pattern of this set of fist techniques, and after trying it, he was rather satisfied.

"All right, you can go down now," Jiang Feng said. "Spare yourself some pain of flesh and skin."

When Wang Song heard this, he nearly exploded with anger, but he was very clear that Jiang Feng was not joking. Jiang Feng had obviously been toying with him just now. Perhaps the others below the stage could not sense it, but as the person involved, he knew it extremely clearly—

Jiang Feng absolutely had the strength to say those words!

Below the stage, everyone froze. Where did Jiang Feng get the confidence to say that? As far as they were concerned, although the strength Jiang Feng had shown just now had stunned and shocked them, it was only about evenly matched with Wang Song's.

"Wang Song, stop holding back. Teach this brat who doesn't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is a proper lesson," someone shouted.

Lin Xian stood amid the crowd without saying a word. How could she not see that when Jiang Feng had fought her earlier, he had not used his full strength at all? No wonder Jiang Feng had said he would give her three moves. That had not been arrogance, but him truly looking down on her.

"Could Jiang Feng really have transformed overnight?" Lin Xian let out a deep breath.

"Impossible. He must have been enduring in silence all this time before, and now, for some unknown reason, he's only just revealed his strength."

It was not only Lin Xian who thought this. Nie Xiaoyue, up in the stands, thought the same.

Their experience was not enough; all they could understand was that Jiang Feng and Wang Song had fought to a draw. If they could see things from the level of Nie Hu and Wei Changqing, naturally they would not think of it so simply.

On the arena, Wang Song's fists were clenched so tightly that the veins bulged and seemed ready to burst, his heart filled with abnormal resentment—he did not want to lose!

"Bastard!" Wang Song roared, charging at Jiang Feng without regard for anything.

Who was he? He was Wang Song, the Wang Song who was going to enter the top ten of the Youth Ranking! He would not allow Jiang Feng, this crippled beggar on everyone's lips, to become his stumbling stone!

"Go die!" Wang Song threw a punch at Jiang Feng's face. With this punch, he poured out everything he had!

His fist shook the air, actually giving rise to rings of surging air waves!

"This is Wang Song's true strength. For Jiang Feng to force Wang Song to this extent is already enough for him to be proud of."

"Jiang Feng can't possibly take this punch!"

However, amid everyone's hopes, Jiang Feng's cold eyes narrowed. "Hmph, courting death!"