Chapter 429 - 428: Reversal
Chapter 429: Chapter 428: Reversal
Hearing Yiyi’s words, the attendant turned to Feng Yingjie and asked, "What do you think?"
Feng Yingjie was still a bit hesitant.
Although he didn’t take Yiyi seriously, he didn’t want to make extra trouble either. He originally could advance effortlessly, but now he had to compete again; it seemed quite unreasonable.
"Ying Jie, compete with her."
Seeing his disciple still hadn’t agreed, Wu Xiu stood up directly.
Hearing his master’s words and seeing that the majority around were urging him to compete, Feng Yingjie had no choice but to agree. If he refused this time, others might think he was too scared to compete with a woman.
"Alright, since both of you have agreed, let’s add an extra match. Whoever wins advances, and whoever loses is eliminated directly." Saying this, the attendant handed over the arena to Yiyi and Feng Yingjie, then blew a whistle to signify the start of the match.
"Then pardon me."
Feng Yingjie cupped his hands first, not holding back against Yiyi, he attacked straight ahead, planning to end the match as quickly as possible.
Upon seeing this, Yiyi faced him with a serious expression.
She didn’t particularly like Feng Yingjie and his master, Wu Xiu, so she agreed to this match with the intent of giving it her all, directly eliminating Feng Yingjie. However, after watching his previous matches, she knew he was a formidable opponent and dared not be careless.
Feng Yingjie made the first move, thinking that although this young girl’s speed may be quick, it couldn’t be faster than his. He used a fast, fierce, and precise punching technique, but when he reached Yiyi, he realized he had underestimated her. This young girl’s speed wasn’t slow; she was much faster than when she faced Wen Tao in her first match.
By now, Feng Yingjie understood.
It was evident that Yiyi hadn’t used her full strength against Wen Tao.
Realizing this, his expression grew increasingly grim. It seemed that this was going to be a tough battle, and he regretted asking for a match instead of advancing quietly. Even if he had said nothing, others might have been dissatisfied—standing by and observing would have been better.
But now it was no time for regrets, and he couldn’t afford to lose to a young girl. Even if he had to use all his strength, he’d subdue her in one go.
Yiyi was unaware of his many thoughts, fully absorbed in the fight.
Feng Yingjie used his punching technique, while she stuck with her palm technique. However, the opponent was much stronger than Wen Tao, so she spared no effort, dodging Feng Yingjie’s approaching punch and quickly striking at his chest with her palm.
Yet Feng Yingjie’s response was quick. As Yiyi delivered her palm strike, he dodged at an unbelievable angle and attacked again, gradually gaining the upper hand in their battle.
"Good."
Watching Feng Yingjie’s response, Wu Xiu clapped and praised from the sidelines.
Guo Ming glanced at Wu Xiu, giving a cold snort, "The final result isn’t known yet; don’t cry when the time comes."
Wu Xiu naturally heard Guo Ming’s words, his smile vanished completely, and he retorted with a cold laugh, "You’re the one who should be crying. Your little disciple could have advanced with a stroke of luck, but she foolishly agreed to compete and is ending up getting eliminated instead."
"It’s yet to be seen who will be eliminated."
Guo Ming said coolly once again.
At this point, Xie Yongchao quickly interjected, "Master Guo, let’s focus on Yiyi’s match and not waste our words."
Guo Ming didn’t say more after hearing this.
Seeing Guo Ming cease talking, Wu Xiu also snorted coldly and said no more.
Yiyi was fully focused now, oblivious to the exchange. Initially hoping to eliminate Wu Xiu with her palm technique, after numerous exchanges, she realized merely relying on it wasn’t enough to overcome Feng Yingjie. Her gaze sharpened, and her technique shifted, transforming her palms into claws, attacking Feng Yingjie with fierceness.
Others might not have noticed much, but Feng Yingjie felt it keenly. He sensed a change in the young girl’s aura, seemingly even carrying a bloodthirsty aura, and her strikes becoming increasingly fierce.
Feeling the threat at his neck, Feng Yingjie somewhat scarily retreated, but dared not drop his offensive, charging at Yiyi again.
Yiyi watched Feng Yingjie with keen eyes, bending flexibly when he rushed over, grabbing his outstretched leg from an unseen angle, and furiously yanking him to the ground, delivering a palm strike close to his face at the end.
"I admit defeat."
Seeing Yiyi’s eyes filled with a murderous intent, Feng Yingjie felt a chill down his spine, quickly conceding defeat.
Upon hearing this, Yiyi halted her attack, stepping aside, her demeanor returning to its original calmness, shedding the previous ferocity.
Feng Yingjie hurriedly stood up, feeling like he narrowly escaped a calamity, silently regretting his earlier rashness. If only he had kept quiet, he would have advanced already. So now, standing on stage, even with intestines twisted in regret, he had to maintain a courteous smile.
The attendant smiled, stepping forward to announce Yiyi as the winner and Feng Yingjie’s elimination.
As for tomorrow’s match, Yiyi’s opponent would be whoever Feng Yingjie randomly drew, meaning there’d be no byes and six groups participating in the competition.
Sitting below, Wu Xiu’s face was livid, fists clenched. He couldn’t fathom how his young disciple could lose to a girl, ending up eliminated.
On the other hand, Guo Ming was laughing heartily, thanking those congratulating him, "Thank you, thank you, thanks for the congratulations. My little disciple did quite well, didn’t let everyone down."
Seeing his master so pleased, Yiyi also couldn’t help but smile.
And others no longer dared to underestimate Yiyi; the match they just watched was clear proof of her formidable strength, surpassing even Feng Yingjie. Moreover, in the match’s finale, Yiyi’s displayed ferocity made many wary. Such ruthlessness didn’t come without harsh training in brutal combat.
No one would have thought such a gentle-looking young girl possessed such skills.
"Alright, today’s matches are concluded; everyone continue the competition tomorrow morning." The attendant announced, dismissing everyone from the venue.
Xie Yongchao walked over with his two sons, repeatedly congratulating, "Brother Guo, congratulations indeed."
"Congratulations to you as well, Yuan Zhou advanced too."
Guo Ming replied cheerfully.
"Brother Guo, why don’t we have dinner together tonight and let Yuan Zhou and Yiyi rest early," Xie Yongchao suggested with a warm smile, approvingly looking at Yiyi, "Yiyi, your skills even surpass Yuan Zhou, quite impressive."