Feeling the vibration of the chair beneath her, Le Mu Lan didn't blame the person next to her, as she herself had been startled by Zhang Yu's breakthrough just moments ago.
"To achieve a breakthrough in martial arts during a battle is truly impressive. No wonder Lian Tianji lost in actual combat."
"However, even with this, the gap between him and Song Hailong is still too vast."
Relying solely on the Level 5 Limitless Cloud Hand was clearly insufficient to bridge the gap between them, and the situation on the arena seemed to align with Le Mu Lan's expectations.
The breakthrough in the Limitless Cloud Hand only gave Song Hailong a slight surprise.
As he unleashed his Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand, coupled with his overwhelming strength and physique, he eventually threw Zhang Yu to the ground.
"It's over."
Le Mu Lan knew that for someone not skilled in grappling and wrestling techniques, being thrown to the ground and entangled by the opponent was a dire situation with no chance of victory.
But in the next moment, something unexpected happened again.
Zhang Yu actually began using the Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand against Song Hailong?
...
On the arena.
After watching Song Hailong execute the Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand several times, Zhang Yu glanced at the martial arts manual floating in his mind and realized that his only chance of winning was to master this technique.
...
Off the arena.
Le Mu Lan thought to herself, "Is he crazy?"
"Does he really think he can learn grappling techniques on the spot and fight Song Hailong on the ground?"
Le Mu Lan felt that Zhang Yu had lost his mind, but in the next few moments of the battle, she could sense that although Zhang Yu's grappling techniques were crude and awkward, he managed to delay his defeat at critical moments, prolonging his downfall.
Especially when combined with the Limitless Cloud Hand, he was able to use his opponent's strength against them, redirecting attacks and struggling even more fiercely.
"He truly is a martial arts prodigy. Just by touching upon grappling techniques, he can immediately grasp the key points and integrate them with his existing martial arts."
"But it's only delaying the inevitable..."
Le Mu Lan felt that Zhang Yu was dancing on the edge of a blade.
She knew that ground grappling might look ugly, but it was extremely dangerous.
Once Song Hailong locked onto his joints and vital points, it could result in broken bones and severe injuries that could cripple him.
The lively Zhang Yu from a moment ago could be turned into a pile of mush by Song Hailong's immense strength in the next instant.
But in the next moment, Le Mu Lan suddenly stood up.
On the arena, Zhang Yu's techniques abruptly changed, transforming from crude to refined, from chaotic to orderly.
He was actually using the Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand to counter Song Hailong.
"Has he learned it?"
"No... has he already mastered it?"
Not only was Le Mu Lan shocked, but even Lian Tianji, sitting on the bench, stood up in astonishment: "Mastering the opponent's martial arts during a battle? Such talent..."
His expression was a mix of excitement and fear.
This terrifying martial arts talent was not only something he had never witnessed before, but even if someone had such talent in recent years, they wouldn't dare to use it.
Lian Tianji muttered, "Isn't he afraid of going bankrupt? This is blatantly cracking martial arts and using pirated techniques in broad daylight."
At the same time, Bai Zhenzhen on the other side grabbed Zhang Yu's phone.
Lei Jun's face was also a mix of excitement and fear.
He solemnly asked, "Do you know the password?"
Bai Zhenzhen nodded and quickly operated the phone: "I've borrowed money for Yu before, so I know his password."
Lei Jun reminded her, "This technique is called the Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand. Just search for 'Dragon Flipping...'"
Bai Zhenzhen quickly found the 'Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand' on the shopping website, but her face darkened in panic: "It costs 40,000 yuan. He doesn't have enough balance."
At that moment, a notification sound like heavenly music rang in Bai Zhenzhen's ears.
A transfer of 40,000 yuan from Zhang Pianpian had been received.
As the digital manual and usage rights were sent to Zhang Yu's account, Bai Zhenzhen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She and Lei Jun looked back at the arena, feeling as if they were watching two dragons, one large and one small, grappling on the ground.
Although Song Hailong held the absolute upper hand, he couldn't completely suppress Zhang Yu.
As the two continued to clash, Song Hailong suddenly felt that Zhang Yu's martial arts had improved again, able to intercept his attacks and even begin to lock onto his body.
"What!"
"Has his Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand surpassed mine?!"
If it were a direct physical confrontation, fist against fist, palm against palm, even if Zhang Yu used the same technique to surpass Song Hailong, Song Hailong would still be hard to defeat.
But in a ground grappling situation using the 'Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand,' even with Song Hailong's physique, once completely locked, there was danger.
Especially since Zhang Yu's 'Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand' had surpassed his, and his arms were also bursting with Level 5 Formless Cloud Energy.
This made every grapple and throw Song Hailong attempted be disrupted by Zhang Yu, while Zhang Yu's grapples and throws required Song Hailong to expend even more strength to break free.
"I'll just outlast him! With my physique, his strength will soon give out..."
The two rolled and grappled continuously, and Song Hailong, being slightly inferior in technique, had to focus all his energy to counter Zhang Yu.
At that moment, he felt Zhang Yu's strength gradually weakening.
Song Hailong's heart leapt with joy: "The chance for victory is here."
But in the next moment, Song Hailong suddenly felt the ground beneath him disappear.
While he was fully focused on the ground battle, he had unknowingly rolled to the edge of the arena with Zhang Yu.
Then, Zhang Yu threw him out of bounds.
Bang!
As his feet landed heavily outside the arena, Song Hailong's mind was still blank.
"I lost?"
Suddenly realizing he was outside the arena, a flash of rage appeared in Song Hailong's eyes, and his muscles bulged as he prepared to charge back into the arena for another fight.
But three figures suddenly appeared in front of him.
Three referees simultaneously pressed down on his shoulders, gradually calming Song Hailong down.
He took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Yu on the arena, and slowly said, "You won."
With that, Song Hailong's body shook, and he said, "Let me go, I'll leave on my own."
The three referees withdrew their hands, watching as the icy-faced Song Hailong walked back to the White Dragon High School rest area.
On the arena, another referee approached and asked, "Do you have the usage rights for Song Hailong's Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand?"
It seemed that Zhang Yu's on-the-spot learning and use had raised suspicions of cracking martial arts and using pirated techniques.
At that moment, Bai Zhenzhen rushed over with Zhang Yu's phone and said, "He bought it, he bought the usage rights for the Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand. Here's the order."
While showing the order on the phone to the referee, Bai Zhenzhen also took out Zhang Yu's manual left off the arena, displaying the inspection department's mark.
Seeing the order and the manual, the referee took no further action, only warning Zhang Yu before leaving.
Bai Zhenzhen finally relaxed, then turned to Zhang Yu and scolded, "What were you thinking? Directly cracking martial arts on the stage? Learning and using it on the spot? If the company finds out, they'll sue you into bankruptcy."
Zhang Yu helplessly scratched his head: "Ah, I got carried away during the fight. All I could think about was winning."
He then smiled at Bai Zhenzhen: "Besides, I knew you guys would help me."
Bai Zhenzhen rolled her eyes: "This Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand cost 40,000 yuan! If you don't win this championship, you'll have to work it off yourself."
She then asked, "Are you hurt anywhere?"
Zhang Yu shook his head.
Although this close-quarters battle was extremely dangerous, apart from some bruises, Zhang Yu was unharmed.
But the mental exhaustion...
At that moment, Zhang Yu kept rubbing his head.
The prolonged state of full concentration, the near-bankruptcy close-quarters battle, and the all-out combat training... during the fight, he didn't feel much, but now that it was over, his head felt like a lump of mud.
"Zhen, help me back to rest. My head is spinning."
Bai Zhenzhen snorted, then simply picked Zhang Yu up in her arms and carried him towards the Songyang High School rest area.
As she walked, she said, "Our investment in this martial arts competition is huge. You must win against that nasty woman Le Mu Lan in the next match."
Zhang Yu, resting his eyes and slowly recovering, softly acknowledged.
Bai Zhenzhen then whispered, "Let me tell you where Le Mu Lan's weaknesses are..."
...
On the other side, as Song Hailong returned, the White Dragon High School rest area seemed to sink into a low-pressure zone.
The competition coach couldn't help but cough and say, "This Zhang Yu is indeed impressive. His stats aren't high, but his martial arts talent is astonishing, and he keeps achieving breakthroughs during battles. He truly has the potential to defeat stronger opponents."
"Ah, actually, Hailong, your true strength is still superior to his. If not for the arena rules, it would only be a matter of time before he lost to you."
There are two ways to explain a loss.
One is to say you were careless, and the other is to praise the opponent's strength.
Clearly, the competition coach used both methods this time.
If it were any other student who lost, the coach wouldn't have done so much, probably just making them kneel first.
But when the richest and top-performing student in the class lost, he obviously couldn't do that.
The other students also chimed in.
"That Zhang Yu is quite impressive."
"Brother Hailong just didn't watch his footing, and the arena was too slippery today. Otherwise, with his strength, how could he lose?"
"Who would have thought he'd keep breaking through during the battle? He even learned the Dragon Flipping Mountain Hand?"
"By the way, does he have the usage rights? Can we disqualify him..."
"The referees have already checked. If there's no problem, then there's no problem."
The White Dragon students had mixed feelings about Zhang Yu.
In their eyes, Zhang Yu's true strength hadn't surpassed Song Hailong, and his stats were even inferior to theirs, so they were somewhat不服气.
But Zhang Yu, with his profound martial arts skills and talent, had achieved something they could never do, which made them secretly admire him.
On a nearby stretcher, Chu Qiuhe, who had been pretending to be unconscious, was inwardly delighted: "Keep praising Zhang Yu."
The more Zhang Yu was praised, the more normal Chu Qiuhe's defeat seemed.
Thank you all for your enthusiasm.
The first subscription of this book has surpassed 30,000, and the single-day monthly ticket results actually made me feel like a White Dragon person.
I'm truly flattered.
Today, I'll repay one chapter of the monthly ticket debt.
I'll do my best to continue repaying the monthly ticket debt while maintaining quality.
And I'll keep asking for monthly tickets! Monthly tickets! Monthly tickets!
(End of Chapter)