Valeri jumped around for a long time before his right arm finally regained consciousness. His face was distorted, his eyes were red, and he let out a beast-like roar and pounced on Zhan Feng, punching him like raindrops.

Zhan Feng gathered his energy into his dantian, took a bow stance, and unleashed a series of punches, each of which collided with Valeri's, making a disgusting "dong dong" sound.

Valeri swung dozens of punches, but none of them hit Zhan Feng. Instead, his fists were hit by Zhan Feng and hurt him badly.

Valeri leaped up, twisted his waist, and used the momentum to kick Zhan Feng with his right leg. Zhan Feng remained in his horse stance, raised his arms to his shoulders, just in time to block Valeri's downward-thrusting kick.

Zhan Feng grabbed Valeri's calf and pushed it, sweeping his right leg across the leg that Valeri was standing on. Valeri lost his balance and fell to the ground with a tumble.

Zhan Feng took advantage of the victory and sat astride Valeri's chest, pressing him down tightly. He used his hidden strength and Wing Chun's breaking hand to attack Valeri's head fiercely.

Zhan Feng often practiced with Master Ye, and he had learned all the classic breaking moves in Wing Chun. In addition, he wanted to avenge his good brother today, so he planned to use the Wing Chun inherited from his brother's family to send Valery to his death, in order to comfort Ye Qun's spirit in heaven.

He rained down his fists on Valeri's head, mainly aiming to hit the Chengling acupoint that Qingshan had mentioned.

After Zhan Feng entered the dark energy and was able to use his vital energy flexibly, he was no longer on the same level as Ye Qun. Valeri could easily break Ye Qun's thousand-pound weight, but it was extremely difficult to escape from Zhan Feng's suppression. Valeri could only use his arms and fists in vain to block Zhan Feng's attacks.

Zhan Feng was also anxious. His ability to find acupuncture points was far worse than Qingshan's, and Valeri's head was moving around, so it was difficult for Zhan Feng to hit the right spot.

Finally, Zhan Feng lost all patience and thought, "I'm going to throw Lei Loumou! I told you to hide! I'm going to give you a Pegasus Meteor Fist, let's see where you can hide!" So Zhan Feng sped up the circulation of his vital energy, harnessing his hidden energy, and smashed his fists into Valeri's head like a pile driver.

No matter how powerful Valeri was, he was still a mortal. How could he withstand such a beating from Zhan Feng? Moreover, Zhan Feng's large-scale and indiscriminate attack had hit his Chengling acupoint accurately with several punches, causing the injured part of his head to vibrate violently.

A varicose blood vessel ruptured, and blood gushed out rapidly, pressing on his brain tissue. At this time, even if Zhan Feng stopped attacking, Valeri had already lost his ability to move.

The audience outside the arena saw Valeri, who was as tall as a polar bear, being slapped in the face by the eldest son of the Zhan family. The deafening howl almost shook the Nine Statues down.

As her apprentice faced a life-or-death battle, Qingshan, the "heartbroken" master, remained on tenterhooks, her scalpel at the ready, fearing that if Zhan Feng stumbled and was injured by Valeri, she would be ready to rescue him at any time. Now, seeing Valeri lying convulsed on the stage, unable to fight back, Qingshan finally felt relieved, leaned back in her chair, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Zhan Feng's skills, Master Suo was also amazed: "Hey! A Feng's martial arts skills have improved again!"

The referee saw Valeri didn't move for a long time and quickly stepped forward to separate the two. By then, Valeri's eyes were already rolled back, his face covered in blood. Aside from his chest, he looked just like Master Ye. Although he hadn't completely died, one foot had already stepped into the gate of hell and was just barely surviving.

The referee took a look at Valeri's condition, stood up and announced that Zhan Feng was the winner. The audience burst into thunderous applause and cheers.

Zhan Feng did not show any excitement or pride at all. With a stern face, he turned over and walked down the stage, heading towards Qingshan.

Qingshan nodded to his apprentice and said, "Well done!"

When Zhan Feng heard the praise from his master, he showed a hint of pride, but then his face turned stern, he shuddered, and ran quickly to the backstage.

I ate too much watermelon before the game and I have to pee urgently!