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"This this this this this...!! The result is decided!!"

"A scene nobody anticipated! The match had barely started for ten seconds, and the outcome was already clear!!"

"A single strike, just one strike, and Competitor Xue Jing defeated Li Chengxuan with a single strike!"

The commentator's impassioned voice reverberated throughout the entire venue.

"Faced with the Sword Qi demonstrated by Li Chengxuan, Xue Jing chose the most aggressive response, unleashing a wildly fierce, supremely powerful strike. The sweeping Saber Qi ravaged the entire arena, and even the platform was obliterated!"

With the commentator's rapid pace, the audience also erupted into a huge uproar.

"What just happened, I've never seen that before!"

"Sword Qi, Saber Qi? While it's said that martial artists can do this, isn't that scale a bit too exaggerated?"

"Psh, get used to it. The top-tier competitions held in the Inner Ring are even more exaggerated, with earth-shaking battles, and the arenas have to be covered with special protective shields... But seeing this level of Saber Qi in a youth competition like U19 is indeed rare."

"Li Chengxuan isn't dead, right? He doesn't look too good!"

"That's my husband! So cool!!"

Next to Xue Wan, her university classmates stood dumbstruck.

"Oh my God... It turns out my little brother was holding back while in the Martial Arts Club."

"I wonder if Senior Chen Feng is watching the live stream... he must be scared pissless."

"Wanwan, sister-in-law, my husband is so strong!"

Xue Wan felt proud and smug inside, but she pretended to be indifferent and merely said lightly, "It's just so-so, after all, he's only been practicing martial arts for about two months, just passable."

Zhao Lu rolled her eyes: "Keep pretending."

In the Hidden Dragon Dojo, Li Qi's aged laughter shook the entire office building, lingering on.

At the edge of the platform, several youthful prodigies who were watching up close stood frozen in place.

Yin Muhu came to his senses and looked down at Du Mingluan who was only about 1.6 meters tall and said, "Uh... what did you say to Xue back at the hotel earlier?"

Corner of Du Mingluan's mouth twitched.

He knew that Xue Jing was strong, having briefly sparred with him at the docks before.

But he believed that the opponent was not unbeatable — between martial artists, as long as the gap in strength wasn't excessively wide, anything could happen during real combat.

However now, although he was reluctant to admit it, his confidence indeed was shaken.

Forcing his wavering confidence to stabilize, Du Mingluan clenched his teeth and said, "Saber Qi is formidable, that's all... as long as it doesn't hit you, you'll be fine."

Yin Muhu skeptically replied, "If you think that someone who can wield that kind of Saber Qi is only good at that, then forget I asked, heh."

Du Mingluan: "..."

Several paramedics dashed onto the platform carrying a stretcher, beginning to assess Li Chengxuan's condition.

"Wow, although martial arts competitions often result in severe injuries... such a brutal case is truly rare."

A male doctor looking at the unconscious Li Chengxuan couldn't help but click his tongue.

His body was covered in countless deep, bone-exposing sword wounds, his clothes were shredded, and it looked as if he had been rolled through a meat grinder.

Many parts of his flesh were completely separated from the bones, merely hanging limply.

"He's still alive? Martial artists indeed have strong life force..."

After treating Li Chengxuan's wounds for a while, the doctor suddenly noticed something alarming.

"Hm? No fatal injuries? All of them just happen to avoid life-threatening areas, is that a coincidence... "

Xue Jing glanced at Li Chengxuan, who was being resuscitated by the medical team. His pupils returned from slits to normal, and the silvery hue of divinity gradually faded.

"Clang—"

He twirled an elegant flourish with his Crouching Rabbit Sword, coolly sheathing it, and walked unhurriedly towards the competitors' passage, leaving the platform.

"The medical team is taking care of Li Chengxuan's injuries, and it seems there shouldn't be any problems."

"Now, let's watch the slow-motion replay of the match... "

As the commentator's voice gradually faded, Xue Jing returned to the competitors' resting room.

As soon as he entered, Jiang Siwei, who had been waiting, immediately rushed at him, threw her arms around him, and excitedly said:

"Little Jing, Little Jing, you were incredible!!"

"You're going to be the greatest martial arts superstar!!"

Her soft touch against his face, the scent of her expensive perfume filling his nostrils, yet Xue Jing simply pushed her away nonchalantly, casually saying:

"I'm not really interested in becoming a star."

Jiang Siwei adjusted her crooked glasses, looking rather disappointed, "That's such a waste..."

She took out her mobile phone, tapped on the screen a few times, then turned it around to show Xue Jing:

"Look at this, the number of shares is skyrocketing, and it's probably going to trend."

Xue Jing glanced at her phone.

It displayed a social media app where a user had posted a video titled "Let everyone see my husband."

Opening the video, it was footage of him just as he was stepping onto the platform.

Starting with his front view, it rotated 360 degrees around him, brilliantly capturing his angles, reminiscent of an art exhibit, the video ending with him smiling slightly.

The shots were beautifully taken, especially the final one circling to his front right as he turned to smile at the camera... creating a naturally perfect aesthetic.

Such a shot was one in a million, making it nearly impossible for the photographer and Xue Jing to replicate it.

Even Xue Jing himself was a bit dazzled by his own appearance in the video, let alone others.