89: Championship

Zhao Zhen, already alert, slightly lifted his foot and retreated half a step, causing Yi Xin's kick to miss.

However, Yi Xin had also anticipated this; the momentum of his kicked leg did not diminish, tracing an arc as his body twisted sideways, delivering a side kick towards Zhao Zhen.

Bang!

Zhao Zhen crossed his arms over his chest, and Yi Xin's kick landed on them.

The immense force directly lifted Zhao Zhen off The Ground, sending him flying several meters backward.

Zhao Zhen merely used the force to retreat, having mostly dissipated the power as he flew backward.

As soon as he landed, Zhao Zhen pulled his right hand to his chest, and a pale white Qi gathered in his palm.

Qi Bullet

The condensed “Qi” flew towards Yi Xin like a cannonball.

Yi Xin turned his body sideways, and the “Qi Bullet” grazed past him, leaving a crater behind with a loud boom.

Whoosh! Yi Xin stretched out his hands and suddenly grabbed.

Storm Grapple

Qi surged out, like a storm's eye absorbing everything, and terrifying suction forces attacked Zhao Zhen from all directions in an irregular pattern.

Because of its irregularity, Zhao Zhen found it difficult to gain purchase or resist.

Zhao Zhen was pulled over.

Yi Xin threw a punch.

Tiger Emperor Fist

Pale white Qi gathered in his fist, striking Zhao Zhen's body and exploding with a roar.

Boom!!!

Zhao Zhen was sent flying by the punch, landing heavily on The Ground and sliding over ten meters, his arms twisted, clearly broken by Yi Xin's punch.

Yi Xin secured the victory in this match, while Zhao Zhen was immediately taken away for treatment; such injuries could be healed within an hour, without any lingering effects.

As Xu Heng of the “Martial World,” such injuries were simply child's play.

Xu Heng, who could even regrow severed limbs, certainly found a simple fracture a minor injury.

In the subsequent battles, Yi Xin continued his winning streak.

Soon, it was time for the final championship match.

The first championship match was for the “Official Group,” followed by the “Exploration Group.”

Yi Xin was the second to enter the arena.

His opponent was also a genius—of course, that was redundant, as everyone who reached the championship match was a genius.

However, Yi Xin had never heard of such a genius girl... Her name was Ying Xi; she wore a headband, and her hair, neither long nor short, was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, though because her hair was too short, the ponytail “flared” out.

Ying Xi was very beautiful and exceptionally spirited; she had a tall, slender figure, standing around one meter seventy-five centimeters, thirteen centimeters shorter than Yi Xin.

At this moment, her gaze was fixed intently on Yi Xin; her body was tall and her limbs slender, but she also possessed muscles, though subtly defined.

Her chest appeared to have only a slight rise, and her short-sleeved top was tight, likely worn with a binder underneath.

But that wasn't the main point; the main point was that she only wore a tight short-sleeved top and shorts, both tight, with bandages wrapped around her hands and feet, standing barefoot on The Ground, without any “equipment.”

Unlike Ying Xi, he wore light armor, gauntlets, and sturdy leather shoes.

Many people below gasped at the final opponent, as they had indeed never heard of Ying Xi's name.

However, this unknown person had become a dark horse, fighting her way up to stand on the final arena!

Especially since she was a girl.

This was not gender discrimination, but men and women inherently had physical differences.

Even in Xu Heng, this was true.

Female martial artists could also be powerful, but compared to male martial artists, female martial artists had greater flexibility, while male martial artists were more suited for “Hard Fist,” and female martial artists were more suited for “Soft Fist”; their paths differed, generally speaking.

A forgotten genius? Yi Xin thought, his opponent must be one of those unknown individuals who secretly cultivated.

Such geniuses were not uncommon.

Many of them devoted themselves to cultivation, and it was estimated that many more geniuses were cultivating in various dangerous places in Xu Heng.

Xu Heng was vast, and Xuheng Country only occupied one part of it; in essence, it was a gathering place that provided for the “life” of all Xu Heng people, ensuring their food, clothing, housing, and communication.

Additionally, Xuheng Country was established to protect Xu Heng from external invasions, and it had only existed for a few hundred years.

A thousand years ago, Xu Heng had no Xuheng Country at all; Xu Heng people slept under the sky and on The Ground, living in harmony with nature, cultivating both their martial arts and their minds.

However, the great demon realm invasion war a thousand years ago nearly annihilated Xu Heng; realizing the danger, Xu Heng, under the leadership of a great “Martial God,” successfully saved Xu Heng and established Xuheng Country, which has continued to this day.

After the ceremonial “sparring salute” between both parties, the match began!

Whoosh! Ying Xi was the first to attack, pushing off The Ground with her toes, causing The Ground to crack slightly, and she charged towards Yi Xin.

Her speed was incredibly fast! Her explosive power was immense!

Yi Xin was slightly startled, truly worthy of being the strong contender who reached the end!

Bang!

Their arms met.

Upon contact, Yi Xin immediately frowned.

What immense strength!

Yi Xin found that he was actually losing to his opponent in terms of strength.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As soon as Ying Xi got close, she launched a furious barrage of attacks on Yi Xin.

The more Yi Xin fought, the more astonished he became; his opponent's foundation was terrifyingly solid.

It was as if she had been practicing fundamentals since birth.

Bang!

Ying Xi's punch broke through Yi Xin's guard, and her other hand suddenly shot out, striking Yi Xin's chin with the base of her palm.

The fierce attack blurred Yi Xin's vision.

Immediately after, Ying Xi wrapped one arm around Yi Xin's neck, pulled him close, and delivered a powerful knee strike towards Yi Xin's chest.

Although Yi Xin was momentarily dazed, his instinctive reaction caused him to press his hands down.

His palms blocked Ying Xi's knee strike, then he thrust his head forward, striking Ying Xi's chest and creating an opening.

Then Yi Xin settled into a horse stance, drawing power from his feet, and unleashed a punch, Qi gathered in his fist.

Tiger Emperor Fist

Ying Xi crossed her arms, Qi gathered on them.

Bang!

Yi Xin's Tiger Emperor Fist possessed astonishing power.

He sent Ying Xi flying with a single punch.

Whoosh! Ying Xi's feet slid over ten meters on The Ground when she landed.

Her expression was solemn as she glanced at her slightly trembling arms.

The power of this strike was clearly not small, even though she had used Qi to block it.

Yi Xin shook his head slightly; Ying Xi's last attack still left him a bit dizzy.

Don't be fooled by how ordinary their attacks seemed; that was because their power was well-controlled; in reality, a single punch could penetrate a boulder.

Xu Heng was a world where everyone was a martial artist!

Ying Xi took a deep breath and assumed a stance.

Seeing this, Yi Xin immediately recognized his opponent's stance: Hard Fist School - Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain's Fire.

Xu Heng had two main schools of boxing: the broad categories of Hard Fist and Soft Fist.

Subdivided, there were Hard Fist's: Wind, Fire, Thunder, and Soft Fist's: Forest, Mountain, Shadow.

Which corresponded to: Swift as the Wind, Silent as the Forest, Aggressive as Fire, Immovable as the Mountain, Undetectable as Shadow, and Moving like Thunder.

Generally speaking, before reaching a certain rank, Xu Heng people would dabble in all of them; after reaching a rank, they would choose a suitable school to specialize in.

A school was not just a method of cultivation but also a fighting style; there was always one that suited you.

Yi Xin also had one; he cultivated the Soft Fist School's: Immovable as the Mountain.

Although it was called Soft Fist, the Hard and Soft in Xu Heng martial arts schools were not absolute but rather represented offense and defense, Yang and Yin.

Extreme Yin gives birth to Yang, extreme Yang gives birth to Yin; isolated Yin cannot give birth, and isolated Yang cannot grow.

The Xu Heng people's attainments in martial arts were not low.

Yi Xin also assumed his own stance.

Immovable as the Mountain!

This was Yi Xin's fighting style: planning before action, transitioning from defense to offense, and seeking victory through stability.