Dong!
Regardless of how nervous Ouyang Feng felt.
With the chime of the bell, Ouyang Feng had to stand on the stage!
Today, Ouyang Feng's opponent was none other than another dark horse that emerged in the martial arts competition, Sun Xiaochuan.
This person was most skilled in leg techniques.
His legs were used with uncanny skill, specializing in attacking the lower body!
Ouyang Feng had watched Sun Xiaochuan's matches before; his fundamentals were extremely solid.
Sun Xiaochuan was like a patient hunter, waiting calmly no matter how strong his opponent was.
Once a weakness was found, he would strike a fatal blow!
Therefore, after Ouyang Feng stepped onto the stage and saw Sun Xiaochuan, his heart pounded.
Below the stage, discussions had already erupted.
"It's over. Although Ouyang Feng has made great progress and is a favorite to reach the top three, his luck is bad to face Sun Xiaochuan!"
"Exactly, Sun Xiaochuan is the dark horse this time. I heard that the Sun family poured all their resources into cultivating him!"
"There's no suspense in this fight. Not only is Sun Xiaochuan's martial art superior to Ouyang Feng's, but he's already at the peak of Postnatal Body Tempering, just one step away from Ming Jin. How can this be fought?"
"It's not as exaggerated as you say, is it? Ouyang Feng is also a dark horse in the martial arts competition. Who knows who will win or lose when two horses collide!"
"Hmph, people are different. This isn't something that can be compensated for by postnatal effort! Just you wait and see!"
The audience below the stage, munching on melon seeds, chatted animatedly.
Especially Sun Xiaochuan's supporters.
As long as anyone suggested even a sliver of a chance for Ouyang Feng to win, those Sun Xiaochuan supporters would practically drown them with their spittle!
In their eyes.
Sun Xiaochuan was naturally talented, coupled with the Sun family's all-out cultivation.
It would be strange if he lost!
As for Ouyang Feng.
He had only received over a month of guidance from Zhou Yu. Even with immense progress, how much could it be?
He had merely glimpsed the realm of Body Tempering!
But Sun Xiaochuan was already close to Ming Jin.
The gap was obvious!
While the audience below discussed, the situation in the observation room was no less heated.
Many family retainers directly called Ouyang Feng unlucky this time.
The prolonged martial arts competition had been enough for the family retainers to analyze the strength of each new student.
In everyone's opinion, Da Xiong and Sun Xiaochuan would contend for first and second place, while Ouyang Feng would be the undisputed third.
If Ouyang Feng had been lucky enough to face anyone else, he would have won.
Yet, in the first match of the finals, he encountered Sun Xiaochuan...
It seemed he would be stopped at the tenth place!
As many family retainers spoke, they couldn't help but cast their gaze towards Zhou Yu.
After all, Ouyang Feng was Zhou Yu's student.
They were afraid that if they spoke too loudly, Zhou Yu might feel uncomfortable!
Unfortunately.
Zhou Yu watched the screen with a composed demeanor, showing no sign of worry.
Of course, neither did he have any worry in his heart!
Did he not know Ouyang Feng's strength?
If it were at the beginning of the martial arts competition, Ouyang Feng would indeed have no chance against Sun Xiaochuan.
But don't forget, who was Zhou Yu?
A devilish coach!
Even during the martial arts competition, Zhou Yu would still train Da Xiong and Ouyang Feng.
It couldn't be said that the cultivation of these two was a thousand miles in a day, but at least compared to the start of the martial arts competition, they had undergone a qualitative leap!
Therefore, the current Ouyang Feng could completely defeat Sun Xiaochuan!
Dong!
On the stage.
With another chime of the bell, everyone stopped their discussions.
They held their breath, watching the performance of the two contestants on the stage.
Only to see.
Sun Xiaochuan stared at Ouyang Feng's honest face, and just like in previous matches, he cautiously engaged with Ouyang Feng.
Even when he occasionally attacked, he didn't go all out, merely probing Ouyang Feng's strength.
As for Ouyang Feng.
He also abandoned his previous style of winning in one move and slowly wore down Sun Xiaochuan.
"This martial arts competition, it seems you'll be stopped in the top ten. Is it a pity?" Sun Xiaochuan said with a simple smile, but his words were incredibly venomous.
He intended to use this method to disrupt Ouyang Feng's state of mind!
Unfortunately, Ouyang Feng was accustomed to such tactics.
He didn't fall into Sun Xiaochuan's trap at all.
Instead, he said with a relaxed smile, "It's nothing. Everyone is betting on you to win the championship now."
"To lose to an unknown nobody like me, you should be the one feeling regret!"
Sun Xiaochuan's smile didn't reach his eyes.
It seemed this psychological tactic had little effect on him!
After about ten minutes of cautious engagement, both sides had a preliminary understanding of each other's strength.
Sun Xiaochuan couldn't hold back any longer and unleashed his leg first!
Ouyang Feng felt a gust of wind sweep towards his lower body. His expression immediately turned serious, and he leaped back to dodge it.
Just as Sun Xiaochuan was about to retract his leg.
Crack!
Ouyang Feng, catching him off guard, directly stepped on Sun Xiaochuan's calf with both feet!
Although Sun Xiaochuan cultivated leg techniques, how could he withstand such force?
His features contorted instantly, and he let out a short cry!
Although Sun Xiaochuan eventually managed to retract his leg, it ached from the previous move!
Sun Xiaochuan had previously believed he could completely overwhelm Ouyang Feng.
Now, after suffering a loss, he became even more cautious.
He didn't even dare to launch his legs!
Ouyang Feng's lips curved into a smile. Recalling the third move of the "Striking Through the Mountain" technique that Zhou Yu had taught him, he raised his fist.
"Hmph!"
Seeing this, Sun Xiaochuan thought Ouyang Feng was about to attack and let out a cold snort.
He was now just waiting for Ouyang Feng to attack and get close, then he would unleash his sweeping leg technique!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
In a flash!
Ouyang Feng swung his fist directly towards Sun Xiaochuan's face!
Sun Xiaochuan, who was just about to raise his leg to counter-attack the lower body, suddenly found that Ouyang Feng's fist had stopped in mid-air!
It was as if there was an invisible barrier in front of Sun Xiaochuan, and the fist stopped moving forward.
Sun Xiaochuan was stunned, not understanding what had happened.
The audience below erupted in an uproar.
"What is Ouyang Feng doing? Is he showing off?"
"I thought Ouyang Feng, even if he couldn't beat Sun Xiaochuan, could at least put up a fight. Now it looks like he's just crazy!"
"Hahaha, why is he punching the air? Is he trying to scare his opponent to death?"
Everyone had never seen such a move.
The fist didn't land on the opponent but struck the air.
Wasn't this nonsensical?
Just as everyone was laughing heartily.
Suddenly!
A loud bang echoed from the stage!
Sun Xiaochuan, who had not been hit by the fist, suddenly flew towards the edge of the stage like a kite with a broken string!
And from the audience's perspective, Sun Xiaochuan appeared to have injured his internal organs.