Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 108 - 96: A Battle of 25! Glorious Despite Defeat!!!

Chapter 108: Chapter 96: A Battle of 25! Glorious Despite Defeat!!!

Then—

"General Fist, Hu Qing!"

"Wind Fire Fist, Ye Lin!"

"Arhat Eighteen Hands, Kong Liuxin!"

Zeng Yong took the lead, followed by three others.

On the arena.

Except for He Junjie, who had already been kicked out vomiting blood by Yan Chuan, the number of elite students at the academy did not decrease but increased, rising to eleven!

"Good!"

"That’s how it should be!"

Yan Chuan was delighted by the battle, he withdrew his leg from Peng Tieshou, and turned to counter Zeng Yong.

Tiger Crane Double Forms!

Gongzi Fuhu!

Ten Forms Boxing!

The punches have no fixed form and move as you wish.

One against eleven!

The pressure increased greatly!

Yan Chuan quickly switched to the ’Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist’, currently the highest boxing style in the ’Cheng Family Boxing’——

"Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist!"

"Yan Chuan is about to be defeated!"

"Go up again!"

"Go up again!"

"Add a few more people, and we can crush him!"

There were many at Guangling Academy who were concerned about, and who understood Yan Chuan. When they saw him use the ’Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist’, they became excited. Yan Chuan seemed out of tricks, appearing composed, but in reality already at the end of his rope.

Eleven people!

Almost at Yan Chuan’s limit!

Just a few more!

Perhaps three, maybe two, even one person, could be the last straw to break the camel’s back, to break Yan Chuan.

"I’ll go!"

"I’ll go!"

Many in the audience who noticed this shouted simultaneously as two people leaped onto the stage.

The crowd saw, one man and one woman——

"’Taixu Fist’ Ru Di!"

"’Character Gate Fist’ Tao Yi!"

Goodness!

One is ranked among the Seven Marvels, the other among the Seven Emotions, both within the top forty elites of Guangling Academy.

Two people joined the fight.

On the arena, the number of elites surrounding Yan Chuan suddenly grew to thirteen!

However!

Six Harmonies Eight Skills!

Yan Chuan could still fight! Yan Chuan was still pressing his advantage!

It showed——

"Not enough yet!"

"Two more people!"

On the arena, the number of academy elites kept increasing.

From the initial eight to seven, then to eleven, then to thirteen, then to eighteen!

Forty elite students!

Almost half are present!

Before today, even before Yan Chuan took the stage, no one thought this would be the result.

It was believed that just eight people like He Junjie and Teng Siqian could make Yan Chuan scurry off in defeat. Initially, only four out of these eight even started fighting, while the other four watched, thinking Yan Chuan would fall without needing their involvement.

But now!

Eighteen people!

Eighteen elites besieging Yan Chuan, still unable to bring him down.

"Unifying the body with the mind, the mind with the intention, the intention with the energy, the energy with the spirit, the spirit with movement, movement with emptiness!"

"Concentrating Spirit, Bone Energy Internalization, Transforming Image Imitation, Roundabout Strategy, Top suspension in the void, Forward and back, Static and Void, Hidden and Hidden Mechanism!"

"Upper body moves like Chasing Wind, middle body moves like a swimming dragon, lower body lands demonstrating true skill!"

"Dragon Battle in uprooting, Hu Ben in rubbing and pulling, Crane Formation in capturing, Leopard Palm in chopping and seizing, Ape Arm in long strikes, Bear Climb in supporting and pulling, Wild Goose Wings in spinning and flipping, Snake Movement in extending and retracting, Eagle in piercing, Luan Qu in entwining and supporting, Peng Bo in wing shaking, Qilin Basin in button locking."

Six Harmonies!

Eight Skills!

Three Plates!

Twelve Postures!

Yan Chuan was familiar, Yan Chuan was refining fire, Yan Chuan was divine!

Seventh Realm!

Divine Transformation!

As the highest boxing style of ’Cheng Family Boxing’, and also referred to as ’Secret Martial Arts’ by the Martial Arts Academy and New Faction Martial Artists, ’Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist’ is extremely difficult to master.

Even though Yan Chuan created this boxing style, allowing him to easily reach Fourth Realm, to reach Fifth Realm.

But the Sixth Realm.

But the Seventh Realm.

Remains difficult.

To put it simply——

"I understand the principles, but knowing is easier than doing!"

Reaching Sixth Realm already took time and persistence.

After reaching the Sixth Realm, the time spent stagnating was even longer.

In fact, on the tenth day of the Martial Arts Competition, with countless feedback from ’Mutual Teaching and Learning’, after thorough combing, Yan Chuan finally took the final step, breaking through to divine transformation.

To this point.

’Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist’ has progressed beyond perfection, reaching the Transformation Realm.

Thus, everyone saw that, with merely one ’Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist’, yet encompassing the entire ’Cheng Family Boxing’, the essence of a secret martial art was all in Yan Chuan’s hands, allowing him to fight against the crowd——

Thirteen people!

Fifteen people!

Eighteen people!

He could still fight!

...

"Absurd!"

"Shocking!"

"Incredible!"

Tang Huaiyu watched from below as Yan Chuan darted and weaved on the arena, flanked by Teng Siqian, Li Jianhua and eighteen elite students attacking from all directions at every angle.

Looking back at Yan Chuan.

He seemed to have eyes on his fists and feet, his body covered in eyes.

Fighting in the front, dodging behind.

Charging left, bracing right.

Rushing forward, leaping back.

He advanced and retreated with ease amidst the siege of eighteen, effortlessly.

Now and then, Yan Chuan would punch or kick, hitting and repelling several people.

Only he was hitting others!

None were hitting him!

Tang Huaiyu was deeply shocked.

In today’s battle, even if Yan Chuan ultimately loses, just for this moment of invincible grace, it will ensure that everyone present, Tang Huaiyu’s generation, will remember forever.

"If he loses, so be it."

"Glorious in defeat."

But——

"What if he wins!"

"Then what?"

If Yan Chuan wins this battle, word will spread that Guangling Academy was defeated by one person. As students of Guangling Academy, how could they then have the face to claim their association when going out?

Tang Huaiyu looked at the arena, seeing Yan Chuan with his fists and feet flying, standing like a mountain, unshakable. She could no longer hold back, her fighting spirit surged, she turned and looked at Meng Nan: "Let’s go together!"

Nearby.

Meng Nan’s eyes were bloodshot——

"Yan Chuan!"

"Six Harmonies Eight Techniques Fist!"

"No!"

"There’s another force!"

"Underneath Yan Chuan’s boxing strength, there’s hidden strength, a double force capable of attacking and defending, hitting with piercing pain, defending fearlessly in hard clashes."

"Relying on the boxing style alone, he can’t withstand all these people!"

"There it is!"

"The Inner Strength is there!"

"Inner Strength is smooth!"

"That’s his trump card!"

Meng Nan observed silently for a long time, finally, amid Yan Chuan’s constant fierce engagements, he noticed Yan Chuan’s secret, discerning his background.

To this point.

No more worries.

Facing Tang Huaiyu’s invitation, he laughed heartily: "Let’s go! Meet him!"

They joined forces.

Leaping onto the stage.

"Taixu Fist, Meng Nan!"

"Yellow Dragon Fist, Tang Huaiyu!"

One of the Ten Masters!

One of the Four Immortals!

Finally, the first of ’Guangling Ten Outstanding’ graced the stage!

On the arena!

The number of academy elites rose to twenty.

Forty elites, finally half!

But that’s not all——

"Yan Chuan!"

"Don’t be arrogant!"

From afar, another person approached through the air, a closer look revealed it was Yan Chuan’s defeated opponent on the second day——

Witch Fist Tu Tiannan!

Another of the Ten Masters!

...

"Two of the Ten Masters, one of the Four Immortals, two of the Five Extremes, four of the Seven Marvels, four of the Seven Killings, three of the Seven Emotions."

"Twenty-one people!"

In the audience, Ren Qiushan closely watched the arena. Upon seeing Meng Nan, Tang Huaiyu, and Tu Tiannan take the stage, even though it only increased from eighteen to twenty-one people, just adding three more, Yan Chuan’s pressure became immense, difficult to change his rhythm, hard to elevate it further.

Reached his limit!

In a few brief exchanges, gaps in his defense appeared, and he took a few hits.

Though seeming harmless.

But once the downward trend appears, Yan Chuan’s defeat is not far off.

Ren Qiushan’s heart tightened, he turned and asked Shao Yancong next to him: "Elder Shao, can Yan Chuan win?"

"Hard to say!"

Shao Yancong shook his head.

Twenty-one people!

The outcome is uncertain.

But it’s clear to see that Yan Chuan is at his limit.

One more person!

Just one more!

It’s likely Yan Chuan will face defeat!

From this, it can be seen, Yan Chuan’s earlier challenge to face all forty academy elites was indeed overconfident. Now, only facing twenty-one people, has brought him to this point, with just twenty-two or twenty-three able to bring him down.

Forty people?

If all forty elites came out, Yan Chuan might be toppled in an instant!

Clearly.

Shao Yancong wasn’t the only one who noticed this.

Many academy elites in the audience also saw this, upon seeing ’Guangling Ten Outstanding’ already having two appear, some were itching to join, finally not just watching——

"I’ll go!"

"I’ll go!"

"I’ll go!"

"I’ll go!"

Across the four directions below the stage, four shouts echoed simultaneously, as four figures almost simultaneously shot up onto the arena.

A closer look!

Wow!

Four more elites!

With this, the number of academy elites participating in the siege of Yan Chuan exploded to twenty-five!

Forty elites!

More than half are here!

At the center, Yan Chuan’s pressure was increasing, getting hit more frequently, though it was only a few punches and kicks, able to absorb force, but the space for maneuvering was ultimately being compressed.

This is the beginning of defeat!

...

"Yan Chuan can’t continue!"

"Twenty-five people!"

"Master Yan, well done! Glorious in defeat!"

Figures blurred on the stage, those below who saw Yan Chuan about to lose, some regretted, some cheered, for Yan Chuan, they all expressed admiration, with little jeering.

"Still lost!"

"This is lost!"

In the stands, Yuan Shicai and Wang Kuan spoke one after another, Yuan Shicai referring to Yan Chuan, seeing that he was bound to lose, and Wang Kuan referring to Guangling Academy, seeing that Yan Chuan, through battling twenty-five elites, was just about to lose, Yan Chuan lost, yet he won, whereas Guangling Academy won, yet it lost!

However——

"After this battle, as long as you can bring Yan Chuan into the academy, win or lose, who wins or loses, it won’t matter!"

Wang Kuan still wanted Yan Chuan.

After this battle, his desire intensified.

Yan Chuan!

He was determined!

...

"Sigh!"

"Still a bit lacking!"

Compared to others, Cheng Fengxiao cared more about Yan Chuan himself, seeing him gradually show signs of decline, he sighed inwardly, knowing this disciple’s path as the Invincible Master ultimately won’t work.

Despite his astonishing talent!

Despite his invincible boxing skill!

But ultimately, ’two fists can’t rival four hands’, being besieged by twenty-five people is hard to contend with.

Even if Yan Chuan could barely withstand twenty-five, even turning the tables and gaining the upper hand.

But look at the audience!

Look!

Silly disciple, everywhere you turn, all belong to Guangling Academy!

How could they allow Yan Chuan to win?

...

"As long as there’s a sign of victory, they will keep sending people up!"

"Yan Chuan!"

"The outcome is set!"

Han Yerou’s gaze swept over, already seeing the many eager, poised, remaining academy elites below the stage.

If Yan Chuan loses now, it’s fine.

But as soon as he shows signs of winning, even if merely holding on a little longer on stage, these people, there will be more stepping forward.

One or two.

Three or five!

Many academy elites still remain!

Yan Chuan!

The outcome is set, glorious in defeat!!

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