I’m Really a Superstar

Chapter 937: Zhang Ye's speed!

Translator: Legge Editor: Legge

A deathmatch whose outcome was decided from the start, a perfect trap that had been carefully laid out by the two grandmasters along with the various large sects of the martial arts community—this entire plan was now thrown into disarray by Zhang Ye's appearance!

"Grandmaster Zhou is in danger!"

"This is bad!"

"What should we do?"

"Master!"

"Martial Uncle, be careful!"

"Zhang Ye, you fucking meddler!"

"You bastard!"

In the ring, Zhou Tianpeng and Chen Xi knew that they were approaching a critical moment in the deathmatch!

"Old Chen! Why are you still talking so much nonsense with him!" Zhou Tianpeng was already injured. "Take him out!"

Chen Xi clenched his teeth. "Alright!"

Zhou Tianpeng could no longer retreat any further and unexpectedly changed to a different set of fighting techniques. It was extremely vicious and do-or-die, giving up most of its defenses in exchange for killing blows!

The deathmatch had finally reached the concluding stage of desperation, the instant between life and death!

Chen Xi also went for it. He was no longer as cautious as before, launching a thunderous attack with Huashan's Five Way Boxing techniques. Like a violent storm, he charged at Zhang Ye with heavy killing intent, as if a changed man!

A low punch!

A cutting fist!

A high punch!

Zhang Ye took them straight on, raising his hands to meet the punches as they came, and countered the attack's momentum by shifting his center of gravity to negate his opponent's first punches into nothingness!

Deflect!

Yank!

Push!

The more he fought, the more lucid it became for him. In his mind, a voice kept echoing:

If the opponent takes no action, you take no action.

But once he takes even the slightest action, you have already acted.

Zhang Ye lowered his shoulder and followed through to do a Taiji pushing hand technique!

Power seems relaxed but not relaxed, about to expand but not yet expanding. When my power finishes, my intent of it continues. First in your mind, then in your body. Your abdomen relaxes and then energy collects in your bones. Spirit comfortable, body calm—at every moment be mindful of this. If one part moves, every part moves, and if one part is still, every part is still. As the movement leads back and forth, energy stays near the back and gathers in the spine. Inwardly bolster the spirit and outwardly show ease. Step like a cat and move energy as if drawing silk. Throughout your body, your mind should be on your spirit rather than on the energy, for if you are fixated on the energy, your movement will become sluggish. Whenever your mind is on the energy, there will be no power, whereas if you ignore the energy and let it take care of itself, there will be pure strength. The energy is like a wheel and your waist is like an axle.

The eight energies of Taiji!

Four taels yield a thousand catties!

With a muted crash, both Zhang Ye and Chen Xi were sent flying backwards!

"Grandmaster Chen!"

"Sect Leader!"

"Master!"

"Teacher Zhang!"

"Zhang Ye!"

Outside the ring, many people were crying out!

Zhang Ye clearly suffered a greater injury and flew over two meters backward, landing heavily on the floor. Meanwhile, Chen Xi, whose martial arts were better, logically should have not been affected much. Yet he was still injured due to Zhang Ye's counterattack, which was dealt after judging Chen Xi's concealed power with his " listening power 1 ," causing them both to take injuries and fly backward. He fell and sprawled out in the ring!

The Huashan Sect's Fan Wen gasped, "Th-This is what Taiji Fist is?"

How legendary!

This was really too domineering!

Chen Xi carp skipped up with a dark expression and returned to his feet. "Watch this move!" He came charging in for another attack. I'll take your life while you're in strife!

Zhang Ye could feel his organs churning inside of him, but took a deep breath to quickly steady himself. He braced a hand on the floor and pushed himself back up. "Right on time!"

The two of them once again started exchanging blows!

A moment later, they were back at forcing each other into retreat!

Chen Xi went back two steps!

Zhang Ye went back four!

Before he could even really catch his breath, Chen Xi was rushing straight for him again. A killing blow imbued with concealed power was headed straight for Zhang Ye's abdomen. Those standing near enough could even hear the whistling of the wind as the attack was delivered!

Zhang Ye blocked again. He kept some concealed power within his palm strike and went for Chen Xi's wrists, pushing his hands downward. But Chen Xi burst out with a yell and forcefully held them up by using his shoulders to push upward, turning this into a test of strength! Zhang Ye could no longer avoid him, since Rao Aimin was only several steps behind him at this point. He couldn't retreat anymore even if he wanted to. In these dire circumstances, he took to using a very well-known Taiji Fist technique at an extremely close distance— neutralizing power 2 !

As their movements were too quick, the spectators could not even clearly see what was happening. Zhang Ye fell backwards, while Chen Xi fell on his sides, only not falling all the way to the floor as he put his hands on the floor to support himself!

Chen Xi coughed lightly!

Zhang Ye was the more seriously injured one judging by how pale his face had turned!

The exchanges were all-out blows. The two of them expended a lot of energy doing so. Concealed power wasn't actually some kind of internal skill or internal strength like what you see in wuxia novels and the like. To put it plainly, it was just the potential that one could achieve after pushing one's body beyond its physical limits. Due to differences in the practicing of internal styles and qi flow techniques, the concealed power achieved would be different as well. Chen Xi's concealed power was more vicious, while Zhang Ye's Taiji concealed power was softer and more tenacious. Also, concealed power was not infinite but limited by one's stamina instead. Under continuous attacks, not even a grandmaster could keep it up for long, much less peak martial arts masters!

Chen Xi was visibly panting a little, but when he looked at Zhang Ye, he found that he was only panting as much as himself. Incredibly, he did not look like he had weakened at all!

How was this possible?

He could hang in there for this long?

Chen Xi's expression sunk even more. He could never have expected that his opponent would have such great stamina. Even if he was young, this shouldn't be possible! Of course, he couldn't possibly know that this was due to the effect of those 1,000 Fruits of Stamina. That Zhang Ye was able to continuously hold him off, and even injure him, was not purely down to his skill with Taiji Fist. The 3,000 Fruits of Strength, Stamina, and Agility had a large part to play in all of this!

Rao Aimin suddenly asked, "Are you doing OK?"

Zhang Ye clenched his teeth. "No problems!"

If only he had a few more Reputation Points!

If he could have eaten another 1,000 Taiji Fist Skill Experience Books? Or another 2,000 books? Or he could even have tried to get some Stats Category Fruits in the game ring's Lottery Draw (Two) to see if it could further help him break through his limits of strength and stamina. The Lottery Draw (One)'s Stats Category Fruits had already reached their limit. There would be no effects even if he ate more of them. He had yet to try out the improved version of the lottery draw in regards to this, but logically, he should be able to get even better!

However, he didn't have many Reputation Points left anymore. Moreover, Zhang Ye had also achieved what he set out to do today. He wasn't here to determine who was better against a grandmaster anyway. He only needed to help Rao Aimin hold him off!

The most important characters in the ring were Rao Aimin and Zhou Tianpeng!

As for the outcome of the match, it depended on these two people's duel!

"President Zhou!"

"Grandmaster Zhou!"

"Master, watch out!"

Suddenly, a scream rang out!

The deathmatch was finally going to be decided!

Zhou Tianpeng made a flailing attack and missed, then Rao Aimin dealt a palm strike straight to his face! Zhou Tianpeng started bleeding from his nose and mouth, then took several unwitting steps backward. But his feet were clearly stumbling, and he was obviously hit so hard that he was concussed. He briefly lost consciousness!

His defeat was decided!

"Old Zhou!" Chen Xi was so anxious that he was fuming and wanted to rush over!

But Zhang Ye blocked him!

Chen Xi roared, "Move aside!"

Zhang Ye said, "I won't fucking move aside!"

Song Jiao yelled, "Eldest Senior Sis!"

Xu Fan shouted, "Terminate that Old Crook Zhou!"

Lu Yuhu also yelled angrily, "A life for a life! Kill him!"

This was clearly not something that an experienced policeman would usually say. But since the Chinese martial arts world had its own set of traditional rules, for any duels that occurred or any deathmatch that took place here, there had not been any known cases of police reports even when someone had died. Even though the martial arts community was no longer the same as in the past, the same rules still applied!

In a deathmatch, life and death would be determined by fate!

Rao Aimin stepped forward and raised her palm!

At this moment, everyone at the venue held their breath!

"Ah!"

"Master!"

"Dodge!"

But suddenly, a twist of events arose!

From the direction of the large sects, two swishes suddenly broke the silence and traveled in the direction of the dueling ring!

Many people were stunned by this!

Even those from the large sects were stunned!

Lu Yuhu raged, "They're darts!"

Xu Fan shouted hoarsely, "Eldest Senior Sis, watch out!"

Song Jiao yelled, "Scumbag! Motherfucker!"

Who was it?

Who threw the darts as a sneak attack?

But there was no time to ask these questions!

The darts were too quick. Even before the screams and shouts of the Eight Trigrams School's disciples had faded, two blinding spots of lights were already flying into the dueling ring. Steady! Precise! Vicious!

Rao Aimin was standing perpendicular to the path of the incoming darts!

While Zhang Ye had his back facing away from the large sects outside the ring!

When he heard the words "sneak attack," Zhang Ye's sweat glands exploded! His first reaction was to go to where Rao Aimin was, but the instant Zhang Ye turned around, he discovered that the two darts were actually coming straight for him! One was headed for his forehead! The other was aimed at someplace slightly below his chest!

This was bad!

Zhang Ye was instantly angered! At this moment, the effects of those 1,000 Fruits of Agility showcased their powers. He clearly had his back facing the attack, and his face was only one meter away from one of the darts when he turned his head, but Zhang Ye somehow immediately figured out the trajectory of the darts as he crooked his head quickly to the right as the dart swooshed straight past him, brushing against several strands of hair on his head!

A lot of the people were dumbfounded by this!

Because…because that was simply too quick!

Was he still human?

Even a grandmaster might not be able to react like that!