Chu Nan was slightly surprised before calming down.
To other Overlord Body Martial Artists like him, an Internal Breath Realm Martial Artist could be said to be an insurmountable peak. However, he had personally defeated at least a hundred Internal Breath Realm Martial Artists in the virtual space, so he was not afraid at all.
Of course, this did not mean that he would underestimate Lu Mingcheng.
Although he had defeated more than a hundred Internal Breath Realm Martial Artists and ferocious beasts of the same level in the virtual space, he knew very well that being able to do this in the virtual space did not mean that he could definitely do it in the real world.
When he defeated those Internal Breath Martial Artists in the virtual space, other than relying on his powerful data ability, he had faced enemies of this level several times or even dozens of times before barely winning with his abundant experience.
In virtual space, one could revive and fight again, but in the real world, there was only one chance.
Chu Nan took a deep breath and threw away the question of why this guy was an Internal Breath Realm Martial Artist in his mind. He focused his gaze on Lu Mingcheng.
He did not have a chance to redo this battle, but he could not lose!
Torriman, who was in charge of refereeing, glanced at Chu Nan worriedly but did not say anything. When he saw that the time was up, he counted down and announced the start of the competition.
Chu Nan moved his feet away and his body sank. As he circulated the Nine Revolutions Technique, the Internal Breath in his body slowly circulated.
He knew very well that although he had the support of a powerful data ability and had also obtained a major breakthrough in the Nine Revolutions Technique, body refinement was not something that could be done in a day. Although his current strength had greatly increased compared to before, it had not reached the extent of going head-on against an Internal Breath Realm Martial Artist.
If he wanted to win this competition, he had to fully display his advantage, just like in a virtual space. After obtaining enough data and understanding the characteristics of his opponent, he could then seek an opportunity to win.
"Heh, are you ready?" When he saw Chu Nan putting on a serious stance, Lu Mingcheng was not in a hurry to attack. He chuckled and raised his head with a disdainful expression.
Chu Nan had experienced tens of thousands of battles in the virtual space and had long tempered his mind to be abnormally firm. How could he be easily provoked by him? After hearing this, he still remained motionless and stared at Lu Mingcheng.
"Chu Nan, you can do it!"
A shout suddenly sounded from below the stage.
Chu Nan was slightly stunned. He turned around and discovered that the person who shouted was not Dong Fang, but a classmate he was completely unfamiliar with.
The classmate stood up. He waved his arms and shouted with all his might, looking very excited.
"Chu Nan, you can do it!"
The other student beside him also stood up and cheered for Chu Nan.
No matter how low Chu Nan's presence was usually, he was still a second-year student of West Cloud Academy.
Lu Mingcheng was a transfer student who had been transferred over yesterday. Now, he was even using the back door method that the students hated the most to forcefully enter the competition. Naturally, it caused the second grade students to be displeased.
These two students were usually generous and outgoing. Now, they directly displayed this displeasure.
Just as Chu Nan was about to smile at them, he suddenly heard a wind sound and rushed towards him.
"Hey, where are you looking?"
Accompanied by a muffled groan, a strong wind attacked.
Chu Nan kicked his right foot and his body spun around, avoiding Lu Mingcheng's kick. He took the opportunity to punch out. It was the second stance and third move of the Hong Clan's Long Fist—Shooting Horse Stab Fist. It was aimed at Lu Mingcheng's lower right ribs.
When he heard Chu Nan's punch, an explosion sounded beside his ear. Lu Mingcheng was shocked and a faint green aura flashed past. His Internal Breath instantly circulated throughout his entire body as he took two steps back and raised his right arm to block in front of him.
Bang!
Chu Nan's punch landed firmly on Lu Mingcheng's right arm, emitting a muffled sound.
Lu Mingcheng did not move, but his right arm shook twice. However, Chu Nan's entire body shook and he took two steps back.
He could not mobilize his Internal Breath in this punch. Although the strength on his fist was already as high as 378.342098 kilograms, the Internal Breath circulating on Lu Mingcheng's arm was not weak, and it made him suffer a little.
Without the help of the Internal Breath, this was the insurmountable gap between an Overlord Body Martial Artist and an Internal Breath Martial Artist.
Chu Nan clenched his fists. He knew that with his current strength, it was impossible for him to face Lu Mingcheng head-on.
Under normal circumstances, he would be very happy to be able to spar with an Internal Breath Martial Artist like he did with that senior that night and test how to mobilize his Internal Breath in battle. However, the situation was different now, and he could not do this.
Seeing Lu Mingcheng's figure move and another punch, Chu Nan cleverly took a step back and easily avoided this punch.
The tens of thousands of battles in the virtual space had allowed Chu Nan to accumulate extremely powerful combat experience. Moreover, an even stronger data ability could allow him to easily obtain all the detailed data of the enemy's movements and make the most accurate judgment.
As long as he did not want to fight head-on, Lu Mingcheng practically could not do anything to him.
On the contrary, when Chu Nan occasionally saw the flaw that Lu Mingcheng revealed and counterattacked, he would force Lu Mingcheng to retreat and save him. Sometimes, he would even appear abnormally miserable because he was too anxious.
The audience below the stage were stunned.
Before the competition began, everyone felt that it was impossible for Chu Nan to be Lu Mingcheng's match. After all, even if he defeated Luo Li, a fifth-stage Overlord Body Martial Artist, he would still be unable to cross the gap between an Overlord Body and an Internal Breath Martial Artist. There was no possibility of him winning.
However, nearly ten minutes had passed since the start of the competition. The two of them had been fighting for so long, but Lu Mingcheng had not even touched Chu Nan a few times, let alone defeat him.
It seemed like Chu Nan was forced to retreat step by step by Lu Mingcheng. It was as if he could only defend and retreat, and he did not even have the strength to parry. However, his footsteps were still stable, and his breathing had only become heavier. There was no sign of disorder. Moreover, as long as he casually counterattacked, Lu Mingcheng would be forced to change his moves.
On the other hand, because Lu Mingcheng could not win after a long time, it was difficult for him to even touch Chu Nan. He appeared to be a little anxious and his breathing became heavier.
Although he could still obtain an absolute advantage with the powerful strength of an Internal Breath Martial Artist, he was still far from defeating Chu Nan and obtaining victory.
"Did you guys notice that Chu Nan's every action is almost perfect? It's as if he had calculated it long ago." In the audience, a senior student who came to watch the battle suddenly said.
This sentence immediately attracted a round of agreement.
Indeed, since the start of the battle, everyone's attention had been on Chu Nan. They discovered that although he had been avoiding the attacks, every step and movement seemed to have been calculated accurately. He did not waste any effort but could always dodge Lu Mingcheng's attacks.
This was why he could still maintain his lasting stamina after fighting until now, able to continuously tangle with Lu Mingcheng, an Internal Breath Realm Martial Artist.
"Heh, how can it be that simple?" When the third-grade external martial arts teacher, Rayne, who was also in the audience today, heard this, he sneered with disdain, "These guys can't see how shocking Chu Nan is."
Among the audience, Rayne was definitely the first in terms of martial arts techniques.
His knowledge was naturally not what other students or even ordinary teachers could compare to.
When he came to watch Chu Nan's competition yesterday, he had only seen a hint of what he was capable of.
Today, when he watched this competition, he confirmed his guess.
This second-year student called Chu Nan was not only talented in movement techniques and accurate strength.
This fellow was like a precise machine. He was able to precisely control every inch of his muscles, every inch of his bones, and he was always able to make the most suitable movements at the most suitable time.
Because of this trait, he could still act skillfully and easily when facing an Internal Breath Realm Martial Artist like Lu Mingcheng who should be far stronger than him.
Rayne could not explain why Chu Nan could do this because even he could not do it himself.
This could only be called talent.