C464 Then Let's Continue!(1)

Woo Zhengyang was ready for battle, but he didn't rush in. Instead, he waited quietly, assessing the skill gap between the disciples of the Azure Sun Martial Mansion and fighters like Yu Xiaoshui and Liu Xiangdong. The results left him stunned.

The first to step into the ring was a young fighter ranked ninth in the Thousand-village Martial Competition, both he and his opponent at the peak of the Skin Stage. The difference between those who reached this stage through their own training and those who used enhancement pills was negligible, affecting only their future potential. The real disparity lay in their physical conditioning, martial skills, and combat experience.

Woo Zhengyang expected that even a fighter from a lesser-known village should withstand a few moves. However, the reality was starkly different. With just one punch, the challenger sent his opponent flying out of the ring.

The crowd was silent. If the ninth-ranked fighter was defeated in a single move, the others at the later stages of the Skin Stage had even less of a chance. Yu Xiaoshui from Daxing Village, ranked fourth in the competition, had been eager to test his skills. He believed that as someone at the peak of the Skin Stage, he stood a fair chance.

Upon witnessing the scene, Yu Xiaoshui stood frozen in place. Finally, he gritted his teeth and stepped forward. This was the simplest of all the arenas, and today's three challenges were unavoidable. Even in defeat, he wanted to see how he measured up against his opponent.

In this battle, Yu Xiaoshui was more cautious than ever, giving it his all from the start. His performance was slightly better than the boy ranked ninth, managing to withstand three moves before being kicked off the platform.

Next up was the boy ranked seventh, who was also defeated in a single move. By now, everyone understood the rules were inescapable and realized they had no chance of winning. This actually made them more relaxed, as they took turns challenging, creating a sense of a relay battle.

Unfortunately, against overwhelming strength, the efforts of over forty people in this relay battle were futile. Only a few managed to withstand two or three moves; the rest were knocked off the platform in one blow. This wasn't a challenge—it was humiliation.

During this time, Liu Dahu also rushed up once, only to be punched away and returned dejectedly to Woo Zhengyang's side. Liu Xiangdong, ranked second, had the best performance so far. Although he was forced to retreat repeatedly by his opponent's punches, he managed to endure over a dozen moves before falling off the platform.

In no time, only Woo Zhengyang and Rice were left without having challenged yet.

Rice was just there to make up the numbers, everyone knew it, and no one held out much hope. They only wanted to see what kind of performance Woo Zhengyang, the champion of the Thousand-village Martial Competition, would deliver.

Victory? That was almost too much to ask for. Even though everyone was united, the opponent was just too strong.

All they hoped for was that Woo Zhengyang could last a few more rounds, so the younger generation from each village wouldn't seem so easily defeated.

After setting Rice aside, Woo Zhengyang stepped onto the stage and bowed with clasped fists. The young opponent stood still, waiting without any intention of returning the gesture.

Woo Zhengyang didn't mind and threw a punch!

Seeing Woo Zhengyang not using any weapons, the crowd below shook their heads with wry smiles. This guy was too overconfident. The opponent didn't use weapons because they were strong enough without them, but Woo Zhengyang not using any weapons seemed like a death wish.

There were so many examples before him; even Liu Xiangdong, who used weapons, only lasted a dozen moves. Without weapons, Woo Zhengyang might not even last ten.

As Woo Zhengyang's punch came forward, the young man from Azure Sun Martial Mansion smirked disdainfully and raised his fist to meet the blow.

"Boom..."

The clash of fists sent one figure stumbling back three steps...

But it wasn't Woo Zhengyang who retreated; it was the disciple from Azure Sun Martial Mansion.

"How is that possible!"

Yu Xiaoshui was the first to cry out in surprise. He knew Woo Zhengyang was strong and had witnessed his intensity in the gravity room, but he never imagined Woo Zhengyang could be this powerful. Someone who couldn't withstand a few moves from him was pushed back three steps by just one punch from Woo?

Everyone else was equally stunned. Woo Zhengyang's strength was beyond their expectations. At the same age, even if all the villages combined their efforts, they couldn't produce someone who could rival the prodigies of the Azure Sun Martial Mansion. Yet, here was Woo Zhengyang from Great Leaf Village, surpassing this prodigy with ease.

"It was just one move, maybe..." someone muttered, unwilling to believe the gap between themselves and Woo Zhengyang was so vast, feeling a bit envious. However, before they could finish, the scene on the stage left them speechless, their faces flushed with embarrassment.

After forcing the Azure Sun Martial Mansion's prodigy back with a single punch, Woo Zhengyang pressed forward with another seemingly ordinary punch. This time, the young man from the Martial Mansion was much more cautious. Unfortunately, having already been destabilized by Woo's initial strike, he was in no position to counterattack and could only defend.

"Thud..."

Woo Zhengyang's iron fist slammed into the young man's raised, blocking arm. The young man, still unsteady on his feet, was forced to retreat once more.

He staggered back four steps, reaching the edge of the ring. As he stumbled on the fourth step, Woo Zhengyang closed in swiftly. Another punch was thrown, and this time the young man couldn't even lift his arm to block it. Woo Zhengyang's fist struck his right shoulder blade, sending him tumbling off the platform. Victory!

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