Chapter 13: Wang Feng's Strength

  After one round, half of the people were directly eliminated.

  As soon as they arrived at the scene, several children burst into tears. They had also been working hard for three months, getting up early and returning late, wearing out their skin and flesh. They couldn't understand why they had lost just now, was it really because of their poor innate talent?

  Tang An saw those children's appearance, his heart was as calm as an ancient well without ripples, and he didn't sympathize with them.

  In Tang An's view, innate talent is perhaps very important for cultivation.

  However, martial arts skills are acquired through practice! Perhaps at a very high level, one needs to have insight to break through the bottleneck, but in ordinary times, diligent practice and gradual progress may not necessarily be inferior to others! Since you know that this feeling is unbearable, when you first started practicing, you should have been stricter with yourself!

  Tang An found a corner and sat down there to rest.

  Although he was sitting below, Tang An's eyes were fixed on the movement above the stage.

  Finally, Wang Feng is going up.

  Tang An's eyes narrowed at this point.

  He wants to take a good look at Wang Feng and see what kind of person he really is!

  Wang Feng's opponent was a very tall child, over 160 centimeters tall. Among the children who were generally less than 120 centimeters tall, he looked like a giant! Anyone could see that he had great strength at first glance. His arms were as thick as arrows, and they looked very powerful at first sight.

  Tang An glanced at the man. "This person's strength must be great, tall and long-armed, looking at his hand shape from time to time wanting to grab things, probably likes wrestling techniques. However, with this build, footwork is bound to not be agile enough, I'd like to see how Wang Feng responds."

  Only Wang Feng carefully measured his opponent, but after a moment, the corner of his mouth hooked up again with a cold smile, as if he had everything under control!

  He clenched his fists and bowed slightly to his opponent, seemingly no longer taking him seriously, as if waiting for the referee's signal to take him down.

  This tall and sturdy child saw that his opponent was just a small fry, who didn't have his own height or strength.

  In his eyes, as long as it wasn't himself standing tall, no one was a match for him. His gaze didn't hide the slightest contempt for Wang Feng, and he reached out with both hands, making a motion as if to grab Wang Feng's collar.

  Tang An took one look at this appearance and felt that the big guy was probably going to lose.

  Underestimating the enemy before a fight is a big taboo! Moreover, everyone here has strength above 300 jin. If this big guy had 500 jin of strength, he would have directly entered the inner gate long ago, and still needs to compete with others? What a foolish big guy!

  "Right!"

  The gong sounds, announcing the start of the competition.

  Tang An suddenly saw that Wang Feng's aura changed abruptly, becoming extremely sharp and fierce! It was completely different from his usual spoiled appearance!

  Only to see Wang Feng's left foot heavily stepped forward, before the big man rushed up, his right leg directly kicked a whip kick towards his opponent. At first glance, it seemed like an ordinary attacking routine, but in that instant, Tang An clearly heard the air whistling sound caused by his kicking speed being too fast!

  He actually raised his own strength to its highest point in that instant.

  What a terrifying explosive force!

  Tang An saw that leg and thought to himself how he would dodge if it were him. Although he had thought of a way, after seeing the leg again, he seemed to see his own passivity.

  "Could it be that I was wrong all along? He isn't a spoiled brat after all? But for the past three months, he's clearly gone down the mountain every day, each time playing until dusk before returning, and as soon as he gets back, he sleeps to rest, I've never seen him practice even for a minute."

  "But what's with his leg strength? Was he born to be a martial artist? Otherwise, how can it be so terrifying?"

  Tang An was at a loss, but just then, "Bang!" A crisp sound rang out, and the big man's arm suddenly went limp and fell. He let out a miserable cry, and then Wang Feng kicked him off the stage with one foot, like a kite that had lost its string, kicking him into a parabola, thudding heavily onto the solid ground.

  The inner disciple beside him rushed up to check and found that the big man's arm had suffered a severe impact, and it was all black and blue. It was no surprise that he had injured his bones. Fortunately, they were not broken, but there must be cracks on the surface of the bone.

  Looking again at the stage, Wang Feng's leg was still suspended in mid-air, slowly retracting back.

  His eyes inadvertently fell on Tang An below. The coldness in his eyes made Tang An's heart feel a chill.

  "I was wrong from the start! He's not some spoiled brat, maybe his older brother is. But he absolutely isn't! If he went down the mountain to secretly train hard in a certain place instead of playing around, and after coming back up the mountain he went straight to sleep to rest his spirit for another day of training, then that makes sense too. Outer sect disciples may have someone teaching them, but it's not the same as being taught by one's own master or family elders!"

  Wang Feng swung his sleeves and stood on the stage, looking down at the crowd with a smile slowly spreading across his face. Although his face was handsome, the smile was filled with coldness, and the children below felt like they were being stared at by a venomous snake as his eyes swept over them.

  Heart racing!

  Seeing Wang Feng's smile, Tang An clenched his fists tightly, and instead of feeling timid or afraid, he became even more excited.

  However, at this time, Tang An heard someone beside him say: "As expected. That Wang Feng is indeed the strongest person on the Jiazi Arena. However, I think his strength should be far more than that."

  That person suddenly turned his head and said to Tang An, "You seem to be paying a lot of attention to him. I saw disgust and a strong desire to fight in your eyes! However, I've seen your previous matches, to be honest, I don't know where you got the confidence from."

  Tang An was a person who never bothered to reason with others' opinions. He also didn't bother to explain himself with words. Standing here, he was only here to defeat everyone. His will was extremely firm, how could it be shaken by other people's few words?

  Just as he was about to turn his head and leave, not wanting to bother with this person, he suddenly realized that this person wasn't the little girl who had given him a "Forced Qi Supplement Pill" on the day of the assessment, allowing him to cheat and pass the outer gate assessment?

  "Is that you? Are you the kind of person who takes pleasure in hitting others? And your words are too much. Don't think that just because you've helped me before, you can randomly evaluate me. I, Tang An, have always been a person who distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. This time, I'll let it go. But if next time you speak to me with this tone..."

  The girl raised an eyebrow and suddenly also recognized the child in front of her, who was actually the little fatty who had cheated by relying on herself to enter the outer gate that day.

  These three months, Tang An's change is really too big, her face has darkened a lot, she has also lost weight, the key is that her temperament has undergone an extremely large change. For a moment, she didn't recognize her at all. Thinking back to that day when that little fatty handed herself honey water with warm and affectionate eyes, and then hearing these few cold words now, the little girl's heart couldn't help but feel some grievance.

  However, she had always been a competitive person and never thought that she was inferior to boys. She immediately retorted: "What's it to you?"

  Tang An's eyes were fixed on the stage in front of him. On the stage, two people were fighting with all their might. Perhaps those two had been very good friends in private, but for this great opportunity, they could not help but give up their friendship, and the fists they swung out did not hold back much from meeting an enemy.

  He took a deep breath, as if recalling the big eyes of the little girl in front of him that day, and thought it was a bit funny. What's there to calculate with a little kid like you? He changed his tone and said, "Next time, hopefully there won't be a next time. I don't like others talking about me." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

  The little girl's eyes flashed for a moment, and then a faint smile slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

  "Hmph, next time? If you can't beat me in a day, I'll continue to scold you for your mistakes!"