When the quarterfinals began, Yalijia and Xiao Jie walked onto the ring side by side.
In the audience, Uncle Malo and the others waved their arms and cheered for Yalijia, and their voices were thunderous.
Wumu was sitting in the corner of the auditorium, staring closely at Xiao Jie, frowning slightly, muttering to himself, "I seem to have seen this person before somewhere."
Some vague images flashed through his mind, but he couldn't be sure for the moment.
On the stage, Yalijia and Xiao Jie bowed to each other politely but without losing hostility.
The host loudly announced the start of the game, and his voice penetrated the entire venue.
The two quickly got into position, their eyes as sharp as eagles, staring at each other.
Yalijia was the first to break the deadlock. Her heart was like a rolling volcano and could no longer be suppressed.
She rushed forward suddenly, her steps light and fast, like a cheetah.
Her palm wind was so fierce that it reached Xiao Jie's face.
Xiao Jie A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he reacted quickly and narrowly avoided the blow with his body on one side.
He quickly adjusted his posture and struck Yalijia directly in the abdomen with a backhand punch.
Yalijia has quick eyes and quick hands, blocking with his right hand and neutralizing Xiao Jie's attack.
The two of them were going back and forth, their moves flowing smoothly, and the atmosphere on the court became increasingly tense.
The audience held their breath and stared at every move on the ring.
Uncle Malo's fists were clenched, and his heart was sweating for Yalijia.
Yalijia was secretly anxious. She knew that she had to find Xiao Jie's flaw, otherwise she would fall into passivity. She took a deep breath, suddenly changed the rhythm of her attack, made a feint with her left hand, and kicked out her right leg suddenly. Xiao Jie was not paying attention for a moment, and was swept by Yalijia's leg, staggering back a few steps.
"What a great opportunity!" Yalijia was delighted and took advantage of the situation to pursue him.
Her palms were like a violent storm, attacking Xiao Jie continuously. Xiao Jie gritted his teeth, quickly adjusted his breathing, and alternately defended with his hands, barely blocking Yalijia's offensive.
"This woman's strength should not be underestimated." Xiao Jie admired secretly in his heart, but he knew that he could no longer passively defend.
He suddenly exerted force, pushed with both hands, and shook Yalijia's palms away. He quickly rushed forward and hit Yalijia's chest with his right fist.
There seemed to be a low thunder in the air, and the fist moved towards the target with the sound of wind.
Yalijia was hit by this punch without noticing, and his body flew out of the ring like a kite with its string broken.
There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, but she regained her composure immediately.
Before Xiao Jie could breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes were attracted by the figure flying in the air.
Yalijia actually stabilized her figure in mid-air and used Flight Technique to float in the air. Her long hair was flying in the wind, and her pretty eyes were as sharp as an eagle, looking down at Xiao Jie on the ring.
"She can also fly!" Xiao Jie felt unwilling for a while. He knew that Yalijia must have an orthodox inheritance, unlike him who learned a little from each martial arts school and became self-taught.
Yalijia slowly landed on the ring, his feet lightly touching the ground, as if a feather fell on the water.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Come on!"
Xiao Jie's heart was filled with raging fighting spirit. He took a deep breath, squatted down slightly with his feet, and assumed a defensive posture.
The figure of Yalijia rushed towards him like Inazuma, with movements as fast as the wind. She used Great Peng Spreads Its Wings in Baguazhang, and spread her arms like Great Peng Spreads Its Wings, carrying an unrivaled momentum.
Xiao Jie hurriedly ducked sideways, but Yalijia's attacks came one after another like a violent storm. Lion Opens Its Mouth, White Snake Lurks in the Grass, every one of her movements was precise and sharp, as if they had been tempered.
The audience around the ring held their breath and watched this fierce duel nervously.
The sun shines through the leaves above the ring, casting mottled light and shadow on the bodies of the two. Sweat drips down Xiao Jie's forehead. His breathing becomes rapid, but his eyes remain determined.
Yalijia's offensive has not weakened at all, her eyes are shining with calmness and confidence. Every move she makes is full of power and beauty, like a carefully choreographed dance.
Xiao Jie suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He knew the gap between himself and Yalijia, but he was never willing to admit defeat.
"Xiao Jie, you must calm down!" He warned himself silently in his heart, trying to adjust his breathing and look for opportunities to fight back.
The moment Yalijia attacked again, he suddenly exerted force, grabbed Yalijia's wrist with both hands, and used his strength to neutralize her attack.
Yalijia's eyes flashed with surprise, but then became calm again.
She quickly adjusted her body shape and hit Xiao Jie on the shoulder with her backhand. Xiao Jie felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back, but he gritted his teeth and steadied himself.
Xiao Jie stood panting in the middle of the ring, sweat sliding down his forehead. His legs were shaking slightly, but he forced himself to steady his body and looked firmly at Yalijia opposite.
He thought to himself, "She can fly, so she must be able to use Qi Wave Technique, but so far, she has never used it. Now I can only support it hard."
He clenched his fists, his nails almost digging into his palms, and the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart surged like a tide.
"If this move is of no use, I will lose." He gritted his teeth, a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.
Xiao Jie took a deep breath, recalled the mountains and seas he had seen, and created this move.
He whispered to himself in a low voice, "Great Strength Fist!"
Then, he roared suddenly, gathered all the strength in his body, and punched Yalijia.
Yalijia couldn't help feeling a little panicked when he saw Xiao Jie's momentum like a mountain tsunami.
She frowned nervously and quickly adjusted her posture, trying to resist this powerful force. However, her movements seemed a bit hasty.
Wumu in the audience saw this, shook his head slightly, and whispered to himself, "It seems that the psychological quality is still poor."
Xiao Jie's fist carried the air-piercing momentum, approaching Yalijia's face.
Yalijia rushed to attack, but her defense seemed a little inadequate.
A moment later, Yalijia was hit by Xiao Jie's fist, and his whole body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.
The air in the arena seemed to freeze instantly, and the audience held their breath and watched this scene nervously.
Yalijia tried to struggle to stand up, but her body was unable to support her and she could only lie helplessly on the ground.
The host raised the microphone high and announced in a loud voice, "Winner, Xiao Jie!"
Xiao Jie Hearing this result, he breathed a sigh of relief, dragged his weak body and slowly walked down the ring.
Under the ring, the audience stood up one after another, applauded enthusiastically, and cheered for Xiao Jie's victory.
Wumu was sitting in the audience, his eyes followed the back of Xiao Jie as he walked down the ring, with an imperceptible smile on his face.
"It seems that you have also embarked on your own path." Wumu murmured to himself, his voice was low and gentle. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he remembered who Xiao Jie was.