465: Fighting with martial arts determines not only who is superior but also life and death.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Lele and Li Fugui had already turned into afterimages, clashing together.

After a few probing exchanges,

It was time to determine who was superior and who would die.

Watching Yang Lele, without dodging, directly met the long spear thrusting towards her head with her right hand, allowing the spear to pass through her palm and deflect it, thereby limiting Li Fugui's spear play while closing in on him, then extending her left hand to claw through Li Fugui's skull—Yang Dian's heart kept twitching.

“Doesn’t this girl feel pain?”

As Yang Dian felt heartache, Old Daoist Qingfeng glanced at him sideways:

“When others were fighting to the death, why didn’t I see you feel sorry for them?”

“Besides, Battle Intent has the effect of reducing pain. With Battle Intent, a penetrating wound is about as painful as a mosquito bite. Didn’t you know that?”

How could Yang Dian not know?

But when he saw his beloved younger sister's palm, which he cherished like a treasure, pierced and mangled by a spear, he couldn't stop his heart from aching.

Next to him, Zero, while Yang Dian was feeling distressed, also added:

“Li Fugui has comprehended Spear Intent, and has Cultivated his Spear Intent to be extremely powerful.”

“Under the influence of Spear Intent, Lele only has one strike’s worth of power.”

“I've simulated many possibilities for her, and ultimately found that only this way is there a sliver of a chance to win.”

No sooner had Zero finished speaking than Yang Lele's figure suddenly dissipated on the arena.

Intent, this thing, can not only empower oneself, putting one in a state of absolute focus and calmness, and maximizing the coordination of one's own strength to increase explosive power, but also influence others through will.

In short, attacks imbued with Sword Intent, Spear Intent, Saber Intent, and the like, are both physical and spiritual attacks.

Yang Lele used the Battle Intent she contracted to withstand the first wave of Spear Intent, seizing the opportunity to kill Li Fugui.

But she couldn't withstand the erosion of the invading Spear Intent, and ultimately still collapsed on the arena.

Looking at the empty arena, the two commentators at the commentary desk exchanged glances.

Yang Lele and Li Fugui were not the first pair to fight to the very end, resulting in a mutual destruction.

Before them, the finals for the third and fifth grades of elementary school, first and second years of junior high, and the second year of high school groups also saw the champions and runner-ups fall one after another in a mutual destruction.

It was just that Yang Lele and Li Fugui's battle ended exceptionally quickly.

“These kids nowadays are really ruthless~”

As exclamations came from the stands, the two commentators at the commentary desk also spoke:

“Martial Arts Competition is full of dangers.”

“The match between fellow student Yang Lele and fellow student Li Fugui is the sixth mutually destructive match on the arena today.”

“According to the competition rule of 'whoever falls first loses, whoever falls later wins,' let us congratulate fellow student Yang Lele for winning the championship of the senior high group in the first Martial Arts Competition of Huaxia!”

As cheers erupted in the stands, Yang Dian also found Yang Lele, who was in a daze, in the waiting area's lounge.

Reaching out to pat the little girl's head, he asked with a hint of doting:

“Does it hurt?”

Yang Lele rubbed her head against Yang Dian's palm:

“It didn’t hurt when I was empowered by Battle Intent.”

“But now that I think about it, the feeling of the spear piercing through my palm seems to really hurt a bit.”

“But it’s okay, I didn’t embarrass you, big brother.”

“Although it was a mutual destruction, at least I got the championship.”

Noticing the goosebumps that rose on Yang Lele’s arm when she said ‘spear piercing through my palm,’ Yang Dian immediately felt even more heartache:

“Actually, there’s no need to fight for a championship to prove yourself.”

“To win second place among millions of people is already very impressive.”

“Are you not my sister if you don’t win the championship?”

Yang Lele pouted:

“I win the championship for myself, not for you.”

“Besides, you yourself said that in the Dao of martial arts, only contention matters.”

“Zero has already deduced that I have a chance to win, so naturally, I must fight with all my might.”

Saying this, she also waved her small fist:

“Big brother, don’t forget, this is inside the territory map, all injuries and pain will be reset after the battle ends.”

Yang Dian was at a loss for words for a moment.

His child had grown up, had her own thoughts, and didn't want him, her brother, to feel heartache anymore.

‘After I go back, I’ll shower the girl with resources. Winning battles only through mutual destruction is still too dangerous.’

‘To win, one must win by crushing the opponent.’

Thinking this, Yang Dian patted Yang Lele's head again:

“Then you rest well first.”

“After the Martial Arts Competition ends, big brother will present you with the award.”

“After the award ceremony, we’ll go home and have Mom cook you something delicious.”

“Then I’ll prepare a luxurious Cultivate gift package for you, and from now on, we’ll only fight crushing battles.”

Yang Lele blinked, somewhat impishly saying:

“Big brother, why don’t you cook for me?”

Yang Dian poked Yang Lele's forehead in exasperation:

“Will you eat instant noodles?”

Yang Lele nodded her head rapidly:

“Yes, I love instant noodles the most! I want sauerkraut flavored ones!”

“But don’t use the seasoning packet that comes with the instant noodles; use our family’s own pickled sauerkraut. I’m afraid the sauerkraut in the seasoning packet might have athlete’s foot…”