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That was the last sentence left by the man in black.
Because of this sentence, Xiaofan thought about it all night.
This is also why, at the beginning, when Xiaofan entered the arena, he looked listless.
However, his listlessness wasn't because he hadn't slept all night, but because he was too excited to sleep. He spent the entire night following this incantation, impacting the acupuncture and ridians in his body. His spirit was unprecedentedly good.
But there was one point he couldn't figure out. Even when soone ca to call him for the match, he was still contemplating that point—a point that could break through a bottleneck.
Yet, on the stage, Xiaofan suddenly figured it out. Finally, he unleashed this palm strike: Heaven-Burning.
David only felt a hot current rushing towards him, and that terrifying impact made him want to retreat. But he couldn't dodge, nor could he evade. He could only brace himself and face the palm strike.
'Bang.'
A loud explosion. The mont the two of them connected hands, they suddenly separated, flying backward simultaneously.
"Puh."
"Wah."
Both of them spat out a mist of blood and fell heavily onto the stage floor.
The referee looked at the two people on the ground, montarily stunned.
This was the final match. There couldn't be two champions, nor could they both be eliminated, right?
"Ye Xiaofan."
"Ye Xiaofan."
"Ye Xiaofan."
"Ye Xiaofan..."
The thundering shouts shook the entire stadium. They saw the efforts of this young man and were inspired by Ye Xiaofan's persistence.
Originally, when he appeared, he had a disinterested expression and looked sleepy. But the process? The result? It made all the Huaxia people present… no, all the Huaxia people watching the match were full of praise.
They didn't need a hero because life was uneasy, but Ye Xiaofan's appearance gave everyone an unprecedented sense of support.
"Stand up, Ye Xiaofan."
"Stand up, we're rooting for you."
This was the voice from the scene. The massive shouts repeatedly impacted the eardrums.
Outside the scene. In the dining hall of Mingyuan University.
"Stand up, stand up, stand up..."
Chen i'Er nervously watched the boy on the screen, her small fists clenched tightly.
And in a certain classroom at Jingbei College, sobs could be heard from one seat.
"Classmate Siyan, what's wrong?" the professor teaching the class asked worriedly.
"Professor, Xiaofan, Xiaofan fell down. I have to go to the scene to find him..."
"Hey, Liu Siyan, student, student..."
The incredibly beautiful girl, with tears on her face, took her phone out from under the desk and ran out of the classroom. The phone was streaming Ye Xiaofan's match.
In the office on the fourth floor of the Star Moon Bar in H City, far away.
"Damn you, Arican. You dare to touch my brother."
"Xiaofan, what are you pretending for, pretending to be knocked out? Stand up, damn it."
Each person held a can of beer, but no one looked like they wanted to drink. The beer cans were crushed out of shape.
Originally just a martial arts competition to et friends from other countries, it was ultimately crowned with the hat of national honor. Everyone knew that this hat rested entirely on Xiaofan's head. A very heavy hat.
Under everyone's support, the figure on the stage suddenly moved.
However, the one who started moving wasn't Xiaofan but David.
He struggled to stand with his battered and bloody body. The palm strike just now had ripped his muscles. Blood seeped from all around his body.
His body struggled, standing up slowly, but it looked incredibly uncomfortable. He even wobbled a bit, but at least he could still stand.
"Hahaha, hahaha... Kid, you're still too young. What Huaxia martial arts, what nonsense, in the end, didn't I win?"
"Is that so?" In a faint voice, another voice ca from the other side.
Xiaofan also struggled to support his body and climbed up: "It hurts. I can't even lie down for a while to rest." Xiaofan curled his lips and said, supporting his body as he slowly stood up.
Compared to David, Xiaofan wasn't in much better shape. But at least he hadn't lost yet.
"Bastard, let's see how long you can hold on." David angrily looked at Ye Xiaofan and started to step forward. But then, a severe pain suddenly hit his whole body, causing him to fall down again.
"Hehe, what's wrong? Can't use your Inner Strength anymore? Exactly, neither." Xiaofan also felt his True Qi had been exhausted. He just didn't know if the thirty years of Inner Strength sealed in the Dantian could lend him just a bit more.
"Hmph, even without Inner Strength, I can crush you, little chicken." David stood straight again, quickly striding towards Xiaofan.
And Xiaofan wanted to move two steps away, but it seed really difficult.
As David slowly approached, he extended his muscular hand towards Xiaofan's neck to choke him.
"These reckless moves, what martial arts do they count as? Haven't you heard of a move in our Huaxia martial arts called Tendons and Bones Separating Hand?"
With that, Xiaofan's lips curled into a slight, cold smile.
'Crack.'
"Aah."
'Crack,'
"Ah."
'Crack...'
"NO, NO, damn it, what are you doing?"
"Oh, this leg too, right?"
'Crack.'
"Bastard, you..." With this cry of pain, David fainted directly from the pain.
Xiaofan used his most adept technique. If the opponent's strength was just average, it was unusually easy to break their limbs.
"Alright, referee, now you can announce the match result." Xiaofan calmly asked the stunned referee nearby.
"Cough, how about you thrash him a few more tis? It's not satisfying enough to watch." The referee ran up to Xiaofan's ear and whispered.
"Pfft. I'd like to, too. But I can't hold on much longer. Thanks." Xiaofan suddenly realized this referee wasn't so serious after all.
"Ahem, I announce, the champion of this tournant is: Ye Xiaofan."
"Wow."
With the referee's final announcent, the entire audience erupted in thunderous cheers. Flower petals rained down from the air. The stadium played Liu Dehua's song 'Chinese.'
Our classmate Ye Xiaofan stood on the edge of the stage, raising one hand high to indicate he finally won the championship. Of course, he also thought this pose was quite cool.
"Xiaofan." Liu Siyan, in the role of his manager, ran out from the backstage. Seeing Xiaofan's state, she ran over with a sob in her voice.
"Hey." Xiaofan smiled slightly, ready to et her when his vision suddenly went dark, and he fainted straight down from the stage.
'Whizz, whizz, whizz...'
Three figures suddenly flashed by. In the mont Xiaofan was falling, they caught him. These three were: Lei Xiaolei, Tang Tianyou, and one still holding a pack of instant noodles, Li San.
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