I Break through Crazily

Making Fan Wei go up now while Tang Yi was being saved for last... could it be that Tang Yi was even stronger than Fan Wei?

This question gave the crowd pause.

But it didn’t matter who was stronger, as long as someone could restore Fengyue City’s honor. Seeing the arrogant faces of the Wind Rain City crowd made the people of Fengyue City seethe with a stifling, helpless anger.

"Go, Fan Wei!"

"Young Master Fan, you’re the most handsome! We’ll always love you!"

"Go, Fan Wei! Show that punk from Wind Rain City what we’re made of!"

"Fan Wei, you’ll always be number one among Fengyue City’s younger generation! Go!"

"..."

As Fan Wei leaped onto the stage, the people of Fengyue City erupted in cheers to encourage him.

He was already immensely popular, a veritable Prince Charming in the eyes of Fengyue City’s women.

Now that he was representing Fengyue City itself, his popularity soared even higher.

Fengyue City had already lost three consecutive matches, all to a single fighter from Wind Rain City. Its people desperately needed a victory to dispel the gloom hanging over them.

And Fan Wei was the one who could bring them that victory.

"So you’re the one who took first place in Fengyue City’s qualification exam? You don’t look like much to me." Seeing the cheers Fan Wei received, Fang Tian’s lips curled in a slight, disdainful smirk.

Fang Tian had only just learned Fan Wei’s name from the crowd’s shouts; before this, he had no idea who he was.

"Hah, ’don’t look like much’? Don’t get arrogant just because you beat a few rookies. Beating them would have been a piece of cake for me too." Fan Wei crossed his arms and retorted with disdain.

"Come on, then. Let’s see just how powerful the number one expert of Fengyue City’s younger generation really is." Fang Tian didn’t argue, simply beckoning with his finger.

The tension between the two was palpable as their powerful auras erupted.

"One-Character Shock!"

Fang Tian was the first to move, charging toward Fan Wei.

It was that move again!

A straight-line charge, using incredible speed to multiply the power of his fist.

To counter this move, the best—and perhaps only—way was to evade it with footwork, just as Tang Piaomiao had done.

But now, facing Fang Tian’s powerful technique, Fan Wei showed no intention of dodging. It seemed he wanted to meet it head-on!

’Hmph. Courting death.’

Seeing Fan Wei’s stance, Fang Tian sneered inwardly and quickened his pace.

Just then, Fan Wei also moved—not to dodge, but to unleash his own Martial Technique.

"Three Talents Destruction Palm."

BOOM!

Fan Wei thrust out his right hand, sending a powerful wave of energy surging from his palm toward the charging Fang Tian.

As he struck, three lights of different colors—yellow, blue, and Red—flashed in his palm, creating a dazzling and extraordinary sight.

He was really going to clash head-on!

That was Fan Wei for you, proud to the bone!

Seeing Fan Wei’s move, the crowd didn’t call him a fool. Instead, they gave him a thumbs-up.

Now that was a true expert!

He knew his opponent’s technique was incredibly strong, yet he chose to meet it head-on in order to defeat him.

This display of bravado won him the applause of most of the spectators.

Of course, not everyone was impressed.

Different people saw it differently.

To his die-hard fans, it was the mark of a true expert. To more rational observers, it was just plain stupid.

Winning is all that matters. To insist on proving one’s Unyielding pride against a powerful attack was just disappointing.

BANG!

Fang Tian’s fist and Fan Wei’s palm slammed together. A powerful shockwave erupted from the point of impact, rippling out in all directions.

BOOM!

A moment later, there was an explosive sound. Both fighters recoiled in pain, Fang Tian stumbling back five steps and Fan Wei also being driven back five steps.

He actually blocked it!

Fang Tian’s previously unstoppable, furious punch had actually been blocked by Fan Wei!

They fought to a draw!

WOAH!

"I knew it, I knew it! I knew Fan Wei could take his punch!"

"I was a little worried just now. I believed Young Master Fan could take the hit, but that punch defeated three of our Fengyue City candidates, after all! It’s incredibly powerful! Thank goodness he blocked it."

"Way to go, Young Master Fan!"

"Go, Fan Wei! Waste that bastard!"

"..."

Cheers erupted from the stands. The crowd was overjoyed to see Fan Wei block Fang Tian’s powerful punch.

Fang Tian looked at Fan Wei and chuckled. "Not bad. The number one of Fengyue City’s younger generation really does have some skill, to be able to trade a blow with me head-on! But..."

Fang Tian gave a mysterious smile and added, "But... this is as far as your skill goes."

"Hah, what’s trading one blow? I could trade a few more with no problem! Words are cheap. If you want to beat me, an attack like that won’t be enough. Show me what you’ve really got." Fan Wei retorted coldly.

That’s what he said, anyway. Inwardly, he was thinking something else entirely.

’This damned pride! Why did I have to meet it head-on?! The last exchange looked like a draw, but I actually lost. I almost coughed up blood, but I managed to force it down, keeping my face impassive so no one would notice. This Fang Tian... he’s really something else! That last attack was terrifying! I completely regret my impulse. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have met him head-on. I should have dodged like Tang Piaomiao and I might have even landed a counter-attack and injured him. But now, not only is Fang Tian perfectly fine, I’m the one who’s injured. This is so frustrating.’

But for the sake of his reputation, he couldn’t worry about that now.

"Hah, my real skills, you say? Fine. I suppose you’re worthy of seeing them." Fang Tian sized Fan Wei up, then lightly lifted one leg. "Actually, my most powerful Martial Technique isn’t with my hands. It’s with my legs."

"This is a Profound Tier Upper Grade Martial Technique. In fact, among Profound Tier Upper Grade techniques, it’s one of the best. You should be proud to lose to this move."

As he spoke, the corner of Fang Tian’s mouth curled into what looked like a cold sneer. Then, his figure shot toward Fan Wei.

"Horizontal Flying Leg!"

SWISH!

When he was about three meters from Fan Wei, Fang Tian lifted his right leg horizontally and used his forward momentum to slide in, aiming a kick at Fan Wei.

The kick looked ordinary, just as plain as his One-Character Shock had appeared before.

But no one dared to underestimate its power.

After all, Yuan Qiong, Tang Piaomiao, and Mu Xianling had all suffered at Fang Tian’s hands. They knew that his seemingly ordinary techniques often concealed unparalleled power.