Technique and Martial Arts Combined

"What a Crane Form Fist!"

In the darkness beside the arena, Zuo Teng murmured to himself.

He watched Zhang Manqian fly backward across the arena, spitting blood, the satisfaction in his eyes growing.

Her response in resisting the Giant Ape Force and flying backward had been excellent in the heat of the moment. It was somewhat different from the outcome they had arranged, in which she would be knocked flat by a single punch.

A set of Crane Form Fist techniques had no chance of standing against the Giant Ape Force.

That did not mean the Crane Form Fist was inferior to the Giant Ape Force, but that the arena's rules imposed restrictions.

In an unrestricted fight, if Zhang Manqian had been allowed a weapon, her opponent would have lost swiftly and decisively.

But there were no what-ifs in the outcome.

Under the rules they had set, Zhang Manqian had to lose, and she had lost.

Zuo Teng watched Zhang Manqian spit blood, without the slightest trace of sympathy or pity on his face.

She had lost not only the sequencing match, but also the key that would have granted the winner free sequencing.

If Zhang Manqian wanted to advance along this path, she needed to grow stronger before she could feel confident enough to keep fighting.

A drowning person would grasp at any possibility, and Zhang Manqian, who lacked a backer, would likewise grab the lifesaving straw they threw her.

The "Tiger Form Fist" was clearly that straw, and it would make the cautious Zhang Manqian sign the harsh contract.

Given Zhang Manqian's aptitude, Zuo Teng felt that three to six months would be enough for her to gain an initial grasp of the "Tiger Form Fist," and that within a year she could largely complete the fusion of