ome, the Level One Cultivation Room will always be free for unlimited use." Li Heng said solemnly: "In addition, our martial arts academy will also offer a gift of 100,000 yuan. Finally, if you can wi..."Come on, Xu Jun, come on!"

"Come on, brother! You got this!"

Xu Jun walked slowly onto the platform, his sword heart already open and clear.

Although the place below is crowded with people and noisy, with all sorts of sounds deafening to the ears.

But Xu Jun still immediately distinguished it.

He looked over in surprise, and to his astonishment, he saw many of his classmates sitting there.

At a glance, Xu Jun knew that most people had arrived. Not only that, but even Lao Ban Liu Yang was in the crowd, shouting loudly.

Besides them, their own parents, aunt, and cousin Shi Lele, who had been mentioned throughout half the summer vacation, were also present in the audience.

At this point, Shi LeLe had long since put aside any resentment she had towards the workbook.

She waved her hands frantically, shouting at herself, her enthusiasm as if she could take the stage and fight in her place at any moment.

Xu Jun smiled slightly and waved in this direction.

Then, his heart completely calmed down.

On the platform, a tall but imposing man arrived first.

He was glaring at Xu Jun with a sinister look.

"Two of you, are you choosing unarmed combat, or weaponry"

"Empty-handed."

"Weapon."

The referee shrugged and said, "Since your choices are different, I'll flip a coin to decide."

Two people each chose a side, and then the head referee took out a coin flipper.

Every referee is a warrior. If they were to flip a coin, there would be too many tricks up their sleeves.

Therefore, once such a situation arises, let the machine take over.

If doing so could also interfere with... then this person's rights would be too great.

The coin spun a few times in the air before landing.

Before it landed, Xu Jun had already found the answer in Jianxin Tongming.

This time, my luck was bad. The opponent won.

As expected, the referee said: "According to the rules, this round of the match is hand-to-hand combat. Begin."

His foot slipped, and he nimbly retreated backward.

Liu Fan grinned, his face full of mockery. Then, he raised his hand to shield his face and suddenly charged over.

Muay Thai emphasizes direct, bone-jarring strikes, utilizing the entire body as a weapon.

In the group of martial artists, Muay Thai's power is truly formidable. When striking, it's particularly ferocious. The posture isn't like friendly sparring on a stage; instead, it feels like two people with deep grudges are about to engage in a life-or-death duel.

Seeing Liu Fan's momentum, Xu Ping'an and his wife were all worried.

Even though they all actually knew that Xu Jun was already a natural.

But the four words "worrying leads to chaos" are unavoidable no matter when.

Of course, more importantly, in this battle, both sides surprisingly did not use any weapons.

For a swordsman, if he doesn't have a sword in hand, can he still be called a swordsman

Xu Jun watched Liu Fan silently. Although this person's movements were as swift as the wind, his figure swayed and seemed to dodge like a ghost.

But under the reflection of Kenshin's brilliance, it was clear as day.

Xu Jun was even able to clearly see any changes the other party would make next. This predictive ability, under the boost of Jian Xin Tong Ming, reached an unbelievable level.

Then, he pointed like a sword, forward.

If it were three months ago, if the two parties had encountered each other empty-handed, Xu Jun guaranteed that he would be knocked down by Liu Fan with one punch and might even die.

If it were two months ago, Xu Jun, who had just learned the unity of man and sword, would have been beaten to a pulp by his opponent. Even in hand-to-hand combat, he would likely be defeated.

If Xu Jun had just comprehended the innate sword cry a month ago, then even without a sword in hand, he could at least fight Liu Fan to a standstill. And if injuries were sustained, it would definitely be more severe for Liu Fan than for Xu Jun himself.

But as for today…

Xu Jun pointed out that the speed wasn't fast, nor was it particularly fierce.

But it caught Liu Fan's eye, making his scalp tingle.

Because Liu Fan, being in the midst of it all, could clearly feel that if he didn't change his approach, the moment his foot stepped out again...

Before he could even throw a punch, Xu Jun's finger would have blinded his own eyes.

And he even volunteered to let Xu Jun touch his eyes with his fingers.

What the hell is going on

Liu Fan didn't hesitate. The body that was charging forward suddenly stopped.

Although his qi and blood surged within him, years of cultivation still allowed him to forcibly stop in his tracks.

But, in the next moment, Xu Jun took a step forward proactively, his finger pointing toward another direction.

Liu Fan's cold sweat trickled down his back.

He felt his eyeballs were numb, as if something was pressing against his eyelids, almost about to poke them out.

Liu Fan knew this wasn't really true, but the lock-on of qi and blood between them was undeniable.

If he doesn't change the status quo, then this eyeball will be lost for good.

As soon as his legs moved, Liu Fan's figure shot back, retreating like a lone wolf, moving swiftly along the ground.

Such a fast speed, such a quick response.

Xu Jun nodded secretly. This fellow was able to make it out of the qualifying round, he was indeed no ordinary person.

Xu Jun encountered numerous opponents in the qualifying rounds, but it seemed that only Li Canghai, who came from Fengxia City to take advantage, could clearly suppress Liu Fan.

But unfortunately, this level of skill is no longer within Xu Jun's consideration.

Taking a step forward, Xu Jun pointed out once again.

The platform wasn't small, but it also wouldn't be considered large. Xu Jun stood in the middle of the platform; with just a slight movement, his range of motion could encompass nearly half of the platform area.

Thus, Liu Fan was completely focused and frantically running along the edge of the ring.

But he soon discovered that Xu Jun was like a leech, no matter how he moved, he couldn't truly get rid of him.

Xu Jun fought while silently calculating in his heart.

More than ten times already, it should be enough, right

His gaze shifted to the audience in the stands.

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of those in the audience are varied.

Actually, very few people truly understand the meaning behind it.

But every person who could see, had a grave expression on their face, and some even clenched their fists.

While most people are just here for the spectacle.

They watched Liu Fan leap and bound, though the two sides hadn't actually fought, it was still entertaining to watch, so cheers rose and fell, quite lively.

His gaze swept to a corner under the stage, where Li Qiankun was staring wide-eyed in astonishment.

It's obvious that he didn't expect things to turn out this way either.

However, Xu Jun saw a hint in his face.

Then, he no longer hesitated. Suddenly, his figure accelerated, and his fingers shot out like lightning.

This finger is Xu Jun's sword in his hand.

With a sword in hand, the world is mine!

Sorry, everyone on the stage, you're all trash.

That kind of trash wouldn't even deserve a strike from me, even if I gave it my all.

Sword at my side, its brilliance illuminating all.

On stage and off, at this moment, everyone seemed to have a kind of illusion.

They seemed to see a sword.

Then, Liu Fan who was jumping like a big monkey suddenly stopped. His body lay straight down.

He didn't even know how he lost.

But just as he fell, a sigh of relief escaped his lips.

Finally free! Liu, my aptitude in martial arts is too low, with no future, so I plan to focus on literature instead."Liu Yang was stunned for a moment, sighed, and said, "Well, but the path of pure literature is n...