"Lin Feng, what are you hiding here for? It's time for our match."

At that moment, Lin Feng's opponent, Sun Lei, walked over.

It turned out the platform for Match Number 7 was on the other side, and the battle there had just concluded.

"Miss Ye Lin, hello. It seems you were the victor, weren't you?"

Upon seeing the beautiful Ye Lin, Sun Lei immediately tried to cozy up to her with flattery.

Ordinarily, Ye Lin would definitely have told him to "Get lost!"

But now, for some reason, she didn't. Instead, she said to Sun Lei, "Your opponent is him?" As she spoke, she extended a delicate, jade-like finger, pointing at Lin Feng.

"Hmm." Sun Lei nodded. Being able to converse with Ye Lin was beyond his expectations, making him extremely happy.

"Is he your friend? Do you want me to show mercy?" Remembering Lin Feng and Ye Lin chasing each other playfully in the square, Sun Lei's expression turned awkward for a moment, and he asked probingly.

"No, he's an enemy. So, in a bit, please teach him a harsh lesson for me!"

After Ye Lin finished speaking, she glanced at Lin Feng, then walked away.

"Don't worry, don't worry! Taking care of a kid? Well, I have that much confidence!" Watching Ye Lin's graceful, receding figure, Sun Lei rubbed his hands with glee and called out loudly to her, "Miss Ye Lin, if I win, how about we grab a drink sometime?"

"We'll talk after you win," Ye Lin replied without turning her head.

Haha, there's a chance! Hearing Ye Lin hadn't directly rejected him, Sun Lei was overjoyed. If he could win over this beauty, he'd wake up laughing from his dreams. As for his wife at home? He couldn't care less; he'd just divorce her.

While still laughing heartily, Sun Lei noticed Lin Feng watching him quietly. The joyful expression on his face instantly cooled. He said to Lin Feng, "Kid, sorry. I originally planned to go easy on you, but since the beautiful Miss Ye Lin wants me to teach you a lesson, hehe, you can only blame your bad luck!"

Lin Feng heard this but said nothing, simply walking towards the platform where they were about to fight.

Against such an arrogant person, Lin Feng felt that fists were the best argument.

"Oh, it's Huang Yixiang's turn over there. His opponent is Luo Xu. I hear he's quite capable too. I wonder if he can stand up to Huang Yixiang."

"I doubt it. Huang Yixiang's skills, to be precise, are a level above all of us. Luo Xu facing Huang Yixiang... hehe, he can only count himself unlucky."

"Anything can happen on the platform. Maybe Luo Xu is the one who can specifically counter Huang Yixiang. They're about to start; we'll see the outcome soon enough."

While Lin Feng and Sun Lei were still registering for their match, two men were already standing on the adjacent platform.

One of the combatants, Luo Xu, wasn't well-known. People only knew he was very low-key, though he appeared to be quite skilled. His opponent, Huang Yixiang, however, had an immense reputation in this selection competition. He was said to be an elite special forces soldier whose greatest strength was Martial Arts. Of course, no one had yet tested the truth of these claims.

"Huang Yixiang, I hear you're very strong. But before me, Luo Xu, let me remind you: the outcome is unpredictable." Facing the impassive Huang Yixiang, Luo Xu spoke first.

Hearing this, Huang Yixiang remained silent, as if Luo Xu wasn't even worthy of his words.

Under everyone's gaze, Huang Yixiang slowly extended his right hand. Then, he pointed his index finger at Luo Xu and beckoned slightly upwards. It was an extremely provocative gesture, as if telling Luo Xu, "Bring it on."

Seeing Huang Yixiang's gesture, Luo Xu was instantly enraged and cursed, "Underestimate me, and you'll die a miserable death!"

With that, he lunged forward, fists swinging, and rapidly attacked Huang Yixiang!

This was a 'Ferocious Tiger Pouncing Down the Mountain' technique. As Luo Xu executed it, his power was immense, startling the onlookers.

Just as everyone wondered what technique Huang Yixiang would use to block Luo Xu's attack, Huang Yixiang moved!

WHOOSH!

He glided forward like a falcon diving for its prey. From an incredible angle, Huang Yixiang punched Luo Xu in the ribs!

That spot was precisely the weak point in Luo Xu's attack!

THUD!

A dull thud echoed from the platform. Before Luo Xu could even touch Huang Yixiang, he was struck by Huang Yixiang's blow. He staggered back sharply and rolled directly off the platform!

One move!

Victory in a single move!

Luo Xu was sent flying off the platform!

GASP!

The surrounding crowd gasped sharply. It was as if they hadn't recovered from the shock of that last blow; they all stared, dumbfounded!

"You—"

Having rolled off the platform, Luo Xu struggled to his feet. He pointed at Huang Yixiang, wanting to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a suffocating tightness gripped his chest, and no words came out.

"You can't even take one punch from me, yet you still have the audacity to boast! Ridiculous!"

Huang Yixiang gave a faint smile, then, after speaking, leaped off the platform and walked away as if nothing had happened.

"This round, Huang Yixiang wins! Congratulations—" The referee instructor at the side took several seconds to recover from his shock before quickly announcing the match's outcome. However, he swallowed the rest of his words because the victor, Huang Yixiang, had already walked away.

"Damn! He really lives up to his reputation! Huang Yixiang is truly an elite special forces soldier. He's incredible! Luo Xu's 'Ferocious Tiger Pouncing Down the Mountain' was so powerful, yet he was taken down in a single move. And it was an attack and defense combined; he didn't even give Luo Xu a chance to fight back, just sent him flying off the platform. Too terrifying!"

"Indeed. Huang Yixiang doesn't make a move lightly, but when he does, he's utterly ruthless. Whoever faces him in the next round is in for a tragedy."

"Heh, the next round? Just winning this round makes you a member of the 'Falcon Program.' If I run into Huang Yixiang next, I'll just forfeit. Compared to being seriously injured by him, I think it's better not to compete for an elite spot."

The people nearby whispered among themselves. It was clear that they all felt a mixture of awe and fear towards Huang Yixiang, who wouldn't act unless he could decide the outcome in a single strike.

This was a person no one wanted to face.

While Lin Feng was lost in thought, THUMP! His opponent, Sun Lei, leaped onto the platform with an extremely flashy move, bowing left and right. He acted as if he were already the victor.

"Lin Feng, what are you spacing out for? Get up here! The sooner we fight, the sooner we're done!"

On the platform, Sun Lei looked down on Lin Feng, speaking disdainfully with an air of superiority.

Lin Feng shook his head. Just as he was preparing to jump onto the platform, he caught sight of a familiar figure nearby out of the corner of his eye.

That girl, Ye Lin, had actually come to watch his match!

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