In the school, all disciples had to learn the Shaolin Fist. This fist was well-known, a basic move to keep disciples in shape and start them off.
Zhou Ding Jun didn't panic, because he was stronger than his opponent by two levels. Sadly, this battle didn't hold any suspense. Kai Yang's fist was seen coming and easily dodged
by that burly body.
Grazing past his clothes, Zhou Ding was unharmed. Punching again, Kai Yang was easily countered and hit in his solar plexus.
Suppressing the pain, Kai Yang quickly retreated and avoided Zhou Ding's third strike.
"Eh?" This surprised Zhou Ding, he hadn't thought that his tird stage brother, could actually react fast enough. With this, his future plans were disrupted.
But this small error didn't affect the situation. Thinking quickly, Zhou Ding took to the occasion to catch Kai Yang unaware.
Unaware, Kai Yang suddenly kicked his right foot forward. Seeing the shadow rapidly approaching, Zhou Ding saw his indomitable spirit, whilst executing a Shaolin fist.
Crap! He heart jumped. Although he had higher cultivation, he was inferior to Kai Yang's battle experience.
But what would it matter? Even if he couldn't dodge, he would take it head on.
Two light chuckles were heard, then Kai Yang fell backwards, while Zhou Ding was still standing. If his opponent was at the same cultivation as him, the he would have been the one
to fall down.
Others couldn't see the fists, but they clearly felt it. This disciple was too fast, so in other words he first hit himself then the opponent.
But, it was only his fist that was powerful. This body and health were all too frail, skinny arms, legs and body. Malnutrition was very obvious, thus resulting in this ending.
"Senior, you let me win!" This battle left quite a bitter result in Zhou Ding Jun's heart. Although he won, he didn't feel as if he had won.
To the side, many whispers could be heard: "This person thought he won?"
"Ha ha. Doesn't that mean he didn't know of Kai Yang's reputation and challenged him? "
"This is really too hilarious."
Zhou Ding furrowed his brow, for really didn't know of Kai Yang's reputation. He had heard people talking about him. So today when he saw many people crowding around, he had
decided to participate too and was super lucky to be chosen.
Could you not win? His own fist made him go flying, thus making him at a supreme disadvantage. According to the gate rules, he had already lost.
"Again!" After this thought, Kai Yang yet stood up again and without the slightest hesitation but with even more intense spirit. Investigate the source of this data, deeply rooted
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Without waiting for answer, Kai Yang charged over. Three feet away, he swept his foot towards Zhou Ding's legs in an attempt to topple him.
A leg whip! The school had disciples cultivate various martials arts. Yet Kai Yang's application of them far surpassed his peers, even though he knew less techniques.
So you could use a leg whip here.
Then without notice, Kai Yang went flying away again.
With two realms apart, also the gap between physical fitness, Kai Yang was once again defeated. His attack to Zhou Ding's leg had clearly wounded his own bones, making him falter
slightly.
"Again!" He said while clenching his teeth and eyes full of determination.
"Peng...." Kai Yang flew away again.
"Again!"
"Peng...." Kai Yang flew away again.
For those who couldn't watch any longer had left, while the ones who stayed marvelled: "Kai Yang, this guy had real tenacity. No matter how many times he's beaten down, he just
gets back up. He won't let it go!"
(TLN: ~Let it go~! Let it go~o! Sorry had to do that. :P)
Hearing these words, Zhou Ding felt real bitter. He hadn't imagined that his opponent was such a crazy person.
So Kai Yang was sent flying another seven or eight times. His face was swollen, eyes were black, staggering around and breathing quite heavily. But he still continued to persist
and continue fighting.
Finally Zhou Ding exclaimed: "Are you crazy? Throw down the towel or you'll die!"