The sparring match on the platform.
It went on for a long ti, yet no winner had erged.
The students who had been cheering for Zhou Qi were now breaking out in a cold sweat for him.
Although Zhou Qi was skilled in fist, leg, and footwork techniques and even had his own Cultivation Technique, after fighting for so long, so of the students had noticed sothing.
He couldn’t gain the slightest advantage against Lin Yi.
In fact, if Lin Yi was given a single opening, he could imdiately suppress Zhou Qi, leaving him no chance to even counterattack.
"I can’t believe that high schooler is so ferocious,"
Sun Tao said from the rest area, his expression growing serious.
Hu Quan, who was beside him, nodded. "Yeah, incredibly so."
"I don’t think Senior Zhou Qi can last much longer. His composure is starting to crack!" Li Xuewen said, his brow deeply furrowed.
Anyone could see it.
Zhou Qi had gone from being full of confidence at the start to his fist techniques gradually descending into chaos.
He was getting anxious, wanting to end the sparring match as quickly as possible.
However, an unstable ntality and an eagerness to win are the biggest taboos in sparring.
This was a stark contrast to Lin Yi.
From beginning to end, Lin Yi had never clashed head-on with Zhou Qi.
Whenever Zhou Qi launched an all-out attack, he would respond by dodging.
Then, once the wave of attacks was over, Lin Yi would imdiately find an opening and counterattack.
It was obvious that Lin Yi had even more real combat experience than Zhou Qi.
Furthermore, he had a clear thod for how to handle opponents whose cultivation was higher than his own.
To put it bluntly, Lin Yi was playing mind gas.
He wanted to disrupt Zhou Qi’s composure, making him so desperate for victory that he would lose his own footing first.
Yang Yong, standing below the platform, had naturally noticed this as well.
He frowned and called out, "Zhou Qi, adjust your ntality! Don’t be rash..."
After speaking, he glanced at Lin Yi again.
His gaze grew increasingly complicated.
Zhou Qi, who had always been seen as the perfect senior in the Martial Arts Hall, originally had no weaknesses. Even in Yang Yong’s eyes, Zhou Qi was the best student.
But today’s sparring match had exposed his many flaws.
His biggest problem was his unstable temperant and chaotic ntality, which had led to the current situation.
It was a good thing that Zhou Qi’s weakness had been exposed today.
The path of Martial Arts cultivates not just martial skill, but also one’s character.
It also cultivates real combat experience and the skill to adapt on the fly...
Clearly, Lin Yi was better at this than any of the other students.
When facing those with less cultivation than himself, he ended the match with a swift and decisive victory.
When facing soone like Zhou Qi, whose realm was clearly higher than his, Lin Yi would wear down his opponent’s ntality.
Once his ntality collapsed, his rhythm would be broken.
This led to the current situation, where the more anxious Zhou Qi beca to win, the more openings he revealed.
With the opportunities Lin Yi had now, defeating Zhou Qi would be a matter of minutes.
But he didn’t do it.
He maintained the sa rhythm, leading Zhou Qi by the nose.
Yang Yong’s brow furrowed deeply as he pondered internally.
’What is he trying to do? Why isn’t he ending the match? Is he trying to toy with Zhou Qi?’
At this thought, Yang Yong grew angry.
He admired Lin Yi. After watching him fight several matches in a row, he had even started thinking about asking Lin Yi to stay.
However, if he was trying to use this sparring match as an opportunity to toy with and humiliate Zhou Qi, that was intolerable. It would also suggest a problem with Lin Yi’s character and morals.
No matter how high such a person’s Martial Arts cultivation beca in the future, if his character was flawed, he would never earn respect.
Yang Yong’s expression grew darker.
Just then, Zhou Qi let out an enraged roar.
He charged at Lin Yi like a madman.
Seeing this, Yang Yong’s face fell.
Zhou Qi had now completely abandoned conventional fighting thods.
His composure had utterly collapsed. In his current state, Lin Yi could easily end this sparring match.
And just as he threw a wild punch at Lin Yi, Lin Yi’s fist shot toward Zhou Qi at the sa ti.
BANG—
They each took a punch from the other.
Lin Yi stumbled back several steps, while Zhou Qi only retreated two or three steps before stopping.
The next mont, Lin Yi steadied himself.
He walked forward with a smile and said, "Senior Zhou Qi, I lost..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Lin Yi’s lips.
Only then did the light return to Zhou Qi’s eyes.
He glanced at Lin Yi and let out a long sigh.
Just as he was about to speak, Yang Yong called out from below the platform, "Not bad. We’ll call it a draw. The match is over, both of you co down!"
Hearing this, Lin Yi smiled and nodded.
He stepped down from the platform. Zhou Qi gave Lin Yi a complicated look before also walking down.
At that mont, the other students all burst into an uproar.
"What draw? Senior Zhou Qi obviously won!"
"Senior Zhou Qi is aweso! That last punch was beautiful!"
"That’s our Senior Zhou Qi for you..."
"So satisfying! He’s Senior Zhou Qi for a reason. I was clenching my fists the whole ti!"
"Being able to last that long against Senior Zhou Qi is already pretty impressive!"
As the students were cheering wildly, Yang Yong turned to look at them. "Alright, the show’s over. Everyone head back to your own training rooms. Scram, scram!"
At Coach Yang’s shout, the students from the other training rooms all started to head out.
They discussed the result of the match as they walked.
Clearly, every single one of them believed Zhou Qi had won.
Once everyone except for Yang Yong’s own students had left, he walked up to Lin Yi and patted him on the shoulder.
"Good job. Co on, it’s ti to eat. Let’s go grab a bite at the cafeteria."
In the course of a single morning, Lin Yi had fought four matches in a row. The consumption of his Qi and Blood had left him ravenous, as if he could eat a whole cow.
When he heard that food was included, Lin Yi nodded. "Alright!"
Just then, Sun Tao, Hu Quan, and the others all ca over, surrounding Lin Yi as they headed toward the cafeteria...
Upon entering the Martial Arts Hall’s cafeteria, Lin Yi was once again deeply shocked by its scale.
The cafeteria was huge, large enough to accommodate several hundred students at once.
Moreover, the entire periphery was lined with food service windows.
The enticing aroma of one delicious dish after another filled the air.
The famished Lin Yi’s mouth watered uncontrollably.
"Eat whatever you want. Today’s al is on !"
Just as Lin Yi was gazing at the delicious dishes, Zhou Qi walked over with a towel draped around his neck and said with a smile.
Lin Yi looked back at him and asked sowhat awkwardly, "Does it cost money?"
"It doesn’t," Zhou Qi explained with a smile, taking out a black student card. "You just have to swipe your student card. Get whatever you want, my treat!"
Lin Yi nodded, not bothering to be polite.
He had a feeling that if he didn’t eat sothing soon, he would definitely pass out from hunger in the next second.
The consumption of his Qi and Blood was too great; his body was about to give out.
After thanking him, Lin Yi made a beeline for the service windows.
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