It wasn't that Hu Qi had a particularly sharp eye to discern this; rather, the situation on the field was too obvious.
Anyone could see it.
However, this wasn't absolute; it wasn't impossible for an unexpected turn of events to occur.
After another dozen seconds or so.
Lin Rong began to pant heavily, sweat beaded on her forehead, and her speed slowed down.
Seeing this, Chen Chang immediately threw a punch.
In haste, Lin Rong raised her arm to block in front of her body.
With a loud thud, under the effect of immense inertia.
Lin Rong directly retreated a few steps, sitting down on the ground with a thud, her arm looking somewhat red and swollen.
"My apologies, you yielded."
Watching this, Chen Chang gave a simple, honest smile and was about to walk over to help her up.
However, Lin Rong's expression was very displeased; she directly ignored his outstretched hand, stumbled to her feet by herself, and walked back to the team.
Subsequently, Chen Wu continued to call out names.
The victors looked excited, while the defeated appeared dejected.
However, these individuals had at most only reached the introductory level of Comprehensive Fighting Technique, and some were even inferior to Chen Chang and Lin Rong.
During the matches, two people almost truly fought, turning into a brawl, but Chen Wu stopped them in time.
The speed displayed by his movements made Hu Qi's eyes narrow slightly.
Soon, it was his turn.
"Hu Qi, Song Jian!"
Chen Wu's eyes flickered as he looked at the two of them.
Hu Qi and Song Jian were undoubtedly the two students he thought most highly of in this batch.
Song Jian was one thing; his Aptitude was good from the start, and he was the first to achieve an introductory understanding of Comprehensive Fighting Technique.
But Hu Qi was a bit incomprehensible to him; this person's daily progress was astonishingly fast.
Therefore, he specifically arranged for the two of them to fight; he was very curious about the outcome of their match.
Soon, Hu Qi and Song Jian came to the center of the training ground and stood facing each other.
"Go, Brother Song!"
"Let him know your strength, Brother Song!"
Cheers and encouragement came from a few followers nearby.
Song Jian ignored them.
He looked at Hu Qi.
"You're very good; I've been watching you for a long time, and I hope you'll be a worthy opponent."
Hu Qi smiled.
"Please!"
As soon as the words fell.
Both moved almost simultaneously.
Song Jian extended both hands, his five fingers curled, forming a claw shape.
His body moved, grasping towards Hu Qi's vital points.
It was precisely the Eagle Claw of the Comprehensive Fighting Technique.
The Comprehensive Fighting Technique consists of eighteen Moves, including the application of techniques for legs, feet, claws, fists, palms, and so on.
This Eagle Claw is one of its fierce attack methods.
The Eagle Claw that Song Jian displayed was sharp and aggressive, like an eagle's talons striking, full of power, clearly showing considerable mastery.
Seeing this, Hu Qi raised his hand and also used the Eagle Claw.
Their arms collided, producing several dull thuds.
"Good, good."
Chen Wu's eyes lit up slightly.
Song Jian and Hu Qi, these two guys, used their Moves so freely, clearly far exceeding the introductory level.
In comparison, the previous students were completely like a bunch of rookies pecking at each other, unbearable to watch.
Meanwhile, Lin Rong and the others beside them were all shocked.
Previously, they had engaged in private sparring sessions.
Song Jian's strength far surpassed theirs.
Even the strongest, Lin Rong, couldn't last more than two Moves against him before being defeated.
Earlier, when Chen Wu praised Hu Qi, a few of them were still somewhat dismissive.
Unexpectedly, this guy could fight Song Jian to a standstill.
In the center of the ring.
The two exchanged several Moves.
However, Hu Qi rarely initiated attacks, spending most of his time defending.
Seeing this situation.
Song Jian's brows furrowed slightly.
His opponent was so difficult to deal with, and his application of Comprehensive Fighting Technique was actually on par with his own.
No, as an opponent, he could even feel that Hu Qi was handling it with ease, seemingly holding back some strength.
Thinking of this.
A surge of anger involuntarily rose in his heart.
Seeing Hu Qi block his attack again.
He immediately stomped his foot on the ground, his muscles and bones tensing and springing.
His other arm lifted high, fingers clenched tightly, and he fiercely threw a punch!
Hu Qi's expression shifted.
He also threw a Cannon Fist!
Bang!
A dull, massive thud erupted in the arena!
An invisible gust of wind spread out.
As their robes billowed, even the fine dust in the air scattered to the sides.
The figures of the two trembled.
Under the immense recoil.
Song Jian stumbled, retreating two steps backward.
While Hu Qi, who was in his original spot, merely swayed, retreating half a step.
Who was stronger and who was weaker was clear at a glance.
"You yielded!"
Hu Qi said lightly.
Song Jian stood in place, feeling a numbing sensation in his arm.
After a moment of silence, he spoke.
"You are very strong. Next time, I won't lose to you again."
Then, he turned and returned to the team.
"You have great talent in fighting. Keep up the good work."
Chen Wu reached out and patted Hu Qi's shoulder, showing encouragement.
His palm was thick and broad, giving a strong sense of power.
"Mhm, I will."
Hu Qi smiled.
...
During break time.
Hu Qi sat alone, leaning against the corner of a wall.
He raised the back of his hand, where the skin on his knuckles was broken.
That was the injury caused by clashing bare-handed with Song Jian.
He hadn't felt anything before, but now it felt a bit painful.
He had also made a rough estimate of Song Jian's strength in his mind.
It should be equivalent to the (Proficient) level of Comprehensive Fighting Technique.
Compared to him, there was naturally a gap.
He picked up a bottle of chilled mineral water nearby, twisted open the cap, and tilted his head back, gulping down half the bottle in one go.
Only then did he feel the hot, boiling sensation throughout his body somewhat subside.
Recalling the process just now.
The feeling of fist meeting flesh was somewhat intoxicating.
"Am I naturally a belligerent person?"
He couldn't help but feel suspicious.
Thinking of this.
His heart stirred.
He summoned the panel.
【Host: Hu Qi】
【Status: Normal (Right hand knuckle surface scraped) △】
【Age: 21 (Remaining Lifespan: 59 years)】
【Skills: Comprehensive Fighting Technique (Minor Achievement) △】
【Yang Yuan Breathing Method (Perfection)】
【Cooking (Proficient) △】
【Modification Value: 1】
Hu Qi's gaze quickly swept over the panel.
Compared to before.
The scarlet modification panel hadn't changed much.
After all, it wouldn't display precise values like strength, speed, Physique, and so on.
Hu Qi wasn't surprised by this; summoning the panel to check was just a force of habit.
Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze.
He suddenly paused.
"Does this mean it can be modified?"
Hu Qi was a bit surprised.
One must know, according to his habit, he would summon the panel to check it almost every hour or two every day now.
It was like an ordinary person who got a new phone, habitually opening it to look at it even when there's nothing to do.
An hour ago, he had checked, and Comprehensive Fighting Technique couldn't be improved at all.
But now.
Hu Qi looked at the triangular symbol behind Comprehensive Fighting Technique, which indicated it could be modified.
Then, his gaze shifted downwards.
The Modification Value was still one point, with no increase.
Then there was only one explanation for the current situation.
Something came up and caused a delay, so the update is a bit late. My apologies.
