The school's arena is a square platform, five meters long and five meters wide, about one meter off the ground. It is made of a special alloy and has no railings around it. Once someone is knocked off the platform, they lose.
In addition, students are allowed to concede defeat in the competition; they can end the match simply by shouting the words "I concede."
However, if you encounter someone who is too tough to beat but refuses to admit defeat even at the cost of their life, the referee will decide the winner based on the actual situation to prevent injuries or fatalities.
After making the announcement, Teacher Zhang Yuanhua stepped back to a corner of the arena and stood still. Then, looking at both sides, he announced: "Qi Xiang and Chen Feng, both from the senior year, have agreed to a duel in the arena. If Qi Xiang loses, he will compensate Chen Feng with a D-level martial art, the Wild Bull Fist. The duel will now begin."
At this moment, Chen Feng and Qi Xiang stood facing each other, about two meters apart, in the center of the arena. Chen Feng held a wooden sword used for training, while Qi Xiang held a wooden knife of the same material.
These training weapons were specially placed around the arena by the school. They are needed for both regular classes and combat.
"Chen Feng, it's not too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy now, otherwise you'll be in for a world of hurt later," Qi Xiang shouted, glaring fiercely at Chen Feng.
"You idiot, if your strength is as good as your verbal sparring, then I'll admit defeat. But you've gone out of your way to give your father a D-level martial arts technique. If your father doesn't accept it, wouldn't that be disrespectful to you?" Chen Feng beckoned to Qi Xiang and smiled.
"ah--"
Qi Xiang was furious upon hearing this. His father had named the brothers Qi Fei and Qi Xiang in the hope that they would stand out from the crowd, spread their wings and soar to great heights.
However, in Chen Feng's words, his name became a disgrace, because Chen Feng linked him with the well-known Xiang in every sentence, which made Qi Xiang furious.
"Thump—"
Qi Xiang's blood and energy surged, and he stomped heavily on the arena, the entire arena resounding with a dull thud. Then he charged towards Chen Feng with his sword, two afterimages flashing around him.
"Tch, you've only mastered the basic footwork, yet you dare to challenge me." Chen Feng sneered and instantly flashed forward to meet him, but three afterimages appeared beside him.
"What? Chen Feng's basic footwork has already been mastered?" Both the referee, Zhang Yuanhua, and the students watching around were all shocked.
Mastering the basic footwork is something only three to five people out of thousands of students in the entire senior year of high school can achieve, such as Zhao Xue. Unexpectedly, Chen Feng has also reached this level.
Although the difficulty of mastering basic martial arts skills is not that great, high school seniors usually focus on practicing stance training to improve their Qi and blood, and only spend some spare time practicing basic martial arts skills. Therefore, by graduation, most students have only achieved a minor level of proficiency in basic martial arts skills.
Because once a ninth-rank martial artist is admitted to a martial arts university, they can learn better D-rank or even higher martial arts techniques, so very few students will specifically improve their basic martial arts techniques.
Even a martial arts prodigy like Zhao Xue has only mastered a few basic martial arts techniques before starting to learn the D-level martial arts techniques her family prepared for her.
Qi Xiang was the same. After breaking through to become a ninth-rank martial artist, he improved his blood and qi by taking medicine while learning his family's D-rank martial art, Mountain Collapse.
Therefore, Qi Xiang spent less time on basic martial arts skills. With his talent, he has only achieved minor mastery of several basic martial arts skills.
At the same time, the learning difficulty of D-level martial arts is a level deeper than that of basic martial arts. Even with the guidance of his father and elder brother, Qi Xiang's Mountain Collapse technique has only just begun.
For martial artists, it takes a considerable amount of time to learn a martial art and practice it to a high level. Even for geniuses with exceptional comprehension, it only takes relatively less time.
Chen Feng, on the other hand, can improve his skills and techniques by gaining experience. No matter what level of skill or technique it is, he can quickly learn it and improve to a higher level.
"Bang bang bang bang——"
As the two drew closer, Qi Xiang brandished his wooden sword, unleashing basic sword techniques to slash at Chen Feng, simultaneously creating two streaks of light that obscured the true nature of the attack.
Chen Feng was not afraid at all and thrust his sword forward as well. However, he did not unleash a higher level of basic swordsmanship directly. Instead, he used a minor level of swordsmanship to fight back, creating two sword lights to block Qi Xiang's attack.
In fact, Chen Feng also wanted to take this opportunity to enhance his combat skills. After all, martial arts training is not just about physical fitness; in the future, he would eventually have to fight on the battlefield.
"Thump thump thump—"
Using basic swordsmanship of the same level against basic saber technique, Chen Feng, whose qi and blood were inferior to Qi Xiang's, was able to block Qi Xiang's attack, but was also forced to retreat continuously by the enormous force.
"Hahaha, Chen Feng is simply overestimating himself. He can't even withstand a few moves from Brother Xiang."
"That's right, I'm afraid he won't leave the ring after a few more moves."
Among the surrounding audience, those students who were close to Qi Xiang laughed with delight, while Zhou Ping frowned, deeply worried about Chen Feng.
"It is precisely this kind of pressure that is good for honing combat skills."
On the contrary, Chen Feng was not worried at all. He kept drawing his sword, blocking Qi Xiang's attacks while counterattacking. Although his strength was not as great as his opponent's, his footwork was superior, allowing him to move freely.
Sure enough, just as Chen Feng was about to retreat to the edge of the arena, his body suddenly flashed, and he changed direction, retreating to the side while continuing to fight.
"Bang bang bang—"
Although Chen Feng kept retreating, he was retreating around the edge of the ring, showing no signs of being knocked off. Referee Zhang Yuanhua was deeply shocked as he watched Chen Feng's movements.
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