Chapter 51: Secretly Coming and Going (Part 2)

  "Unexpectedly, Yang's sharp attack was forced to admit defeat. Xiao Yue's Taekwondo is weaker than Muay Thai, the chances of winning are not great!" Xiao Qing rarely calmed down and analyzed the competition results on the field.

  After all, it's her own sister on the court, and she doesn't want her sister to lose this match directly.

  "Wudangquan emphasizes the use of softness to overcome stiffness, borrowing force to strike with force! It's not that easy to deal with!" Li Ling was surprised and took a look at Xiao Qing, unexpectedly finding that this delicate beauty had such meticulous insight and analytical power.

  "Alas, no matter what kind of fist it is, I think Little Sister has already lost. If she loses again this time, Little Sister will probably be heartbroken. She's a very competitive person and the pain of failure is absolutely greater than a broken heart!" Xiao Qing lazily gazed at the center of the venue, where cleaning personnel had already begun to appear, sweeping the floor.

  "She won't lose. I'm here!" Li Ling pinched a small stone the size of her little finger in her palm, with a mysterious smile.

  Perhaps it was because the game had entered the final, but the audience on this side also became unusually quiet, and everyone quietly waited for the appearance of these two finalists.

  "You say, who will win in the end?"

  "What else can be said? Of course it's Zhang Zhuo, he has won the championship for two consecutive years! This year is undoubtedly his."

  "I don't think it's necessarily the case, I have high hopes for Xiao Yue this year. That five-segment kick just now was absolutely at black belt level, I don't believe Zhang Wu can still control the game against a taekwondo black belt!"

  The sky was getting darker and darker, as black as a burnt pot bottom, the scene was depressing, everyone was breathless. However, no one left their seats because nobody wanted to miss this final match.

  "It looks like it's going to rain today!" Li Ling had a bad premonition.

  "It's best if it doesn't rain before the game is over, Heaven, if you want to cry, wait a bit!" Xiao Qing gazed up at the pitch-black sky and let out a sigh.

  "I'll go get a few umbrellas for you." Tian Shu Jing said.

  "It's all right, Teacher Tian." Li Ling let out a slight sigh. If it really rained, then everyone would get wet together.

  The whistle for the game has sounded...

  Xiao Yue walked calmly and slowly towards the center of the arena, her footsteps steady, but Li Ling could see that Xiao Yue was already at the edge of exhaustion.

  On the other hand, Zhang Dong had a smile all over his face. From the start of the match until now, Zhang Dong had not used even a bit of strength. He almost entirely relied on borrowed force to attack others, so it could be said that Zhang Dong's energy had not been depleted in the slightest.

  Xiao Yue's eyes showed a hint of despair, and in this extreme lack of security, her heart only thought of Li Ling, wanting to sleep well in Li Ling's arms.

  Xiao Yue looked over at the audience seats, searching for Li Ling's figure, searching for that sense of security.

  "I'm in the audience on the left." Li Ling said softly into Xiao Yue's ear.

  Xiao Yue heard Li Ling's voice and was suddenly delighted, turning her head to look at the audience on the left, carefully searching for him, a hint of joy appeared on her face.

  Li Ling saw a hint of delight in Xiao Yue's eyes and nodded slightly, offering encouragement.

  Under this oppressive atmosphere, Xiao Yue seemed to have been inspired a little and became very quiet.

  The two sides remained deadlocked like this.

  "Xiao Yue is surprisingly calm, this is a huge progress for Xiao Yue who used to like to dominate and attack!" Li Ling laughed.

  "What did you say?" Xiao Qing asked curiously.

  "A person who has been sentenced to death by fire, if she can calm down, it means that she can reach the level of concentrating her energy and calming her mind, which is what is called 'the hand reaches the heart, the heart reaches the hand'. It's a state where one's actions are in perfect harmony with their thoughts, without any hesitation or distraction." Li Ling explained.

  "You're saying, my sister, has had an epiphany!" Xiao Qing's face broke out into a genuine smile for the first time.

  "Alright then!" Li Ling said quietly.

  The whistle had blown for a long time, but Xiao Yue and Zhang Wu stood quietly in the arena, neither of them making the first move, nor even moving at all.

  "Perhaps the small stone I just picked up won't be of any use after all. Xiao Yue can defeat Zhang Dong with his own strength." Li Ling said, playing with the small stone in the palm of his hand.

  "What does it mean." Xiao Qing suddenly understood: "Oh, so you're planning to secretly calculate that Zhang Dul!"

  "It was originally thought that way, but now it's no longer necessary. Since Xiao Yue can condense her energy into a pill, I can start teaching her the true upper-level internal skills!" Li Lingdao said.

  "Upper Inner Power! I didn't hear that wrong, did I?! It seems like this kind of thing only appears on TV! But how are you going to teach her, she's in the middle of a match!" Xiao Qing exclaimed.

  Li Ling smiled mysteriously.

  "And where did the theme of TV come from?" Li Ling asked.

  "It comes from life!" Xiao Qing said.

  "That's right, but life is often more wonderful than TV!" Li Ling narrowed her eyes and transmitted the sound in a low voice.

  "Xiao Yue, just listen and don't respond. Listen carefully, the martial arts in this world are divided into four types: using hardness to overcome hardness, using softness to overcome hardness, using speed to overcome softness, and using slowness to overcome speed! Therefore, slowness is the highest realm of martial arts. However, we're not discussing these issues now. The opponent you're facing now is a master of softness, so you need to use speed to overcome softness."

  "Of course, the speed here is not ordinary speed, but instantaneous speed. For example, Li Fei's small flying knife was fast to the point where it became a kind of spirit. Now you can condense your energy into your dan, and this spirit can be condensed throughout your body's blood vessels, constantly accelerating your attacks. Remember, don't focus on strength, but rather on increasing speed. When speed reaches a certain level, others will be unable to react. Moreover, the destructive power brought by speed is even stronger than strength itself!"

  Li Ling's performance this time is truly impressive, and it can be said that he has put in a lot of effort. No one else can match his level.

  Moreover, these martial arts principles were all taught to Li Ling by the old master from a young age, starting from when he was six years old, and every day, he would recite them in Li Ling's ear, including those about the great way of heaven and earth.

  Xiao Yue's eyes suddenly lit up, and a faint smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  "Thank you, Li Ling."

  Xiao Yue abandoned all the so-called Taekwondo moves, and switched to pure body techniques, that is, the most direct attacking moves... punching and kicking.

  Xiao Yue discarded his breathing, and concentrated all the energy in his body to his legs, rapidly rushing towards Zhang Tong. The stalemate between the two, who had been standing still for a long time, was finally broken by Xiao Yue.

  Zhang Dong also let out a cold laugh, and after suppressing his emotions for a long time, he was about to burst out at this moment.

  Come on, come on! Xiao Yue shouted in her heart, using the simplest, most direct and fastest moves possible.

  Bang... Under Xiao Yue's full force, a fist was struck out at an extremely fast speed. Zhang Dong's eyebrows furrowed as he saw through the punch and borrowed its force to counterattack, sending Xiao Yue flying out wildly.

  Xiao Yue stepped back three steps and stood firm with one foot, at this moment the dark clouds were pressing down, and suddenly a torrential rain poured down from the sky.

  "You don't know how to cherish a good thing, you're far inferior to Li Ling!" Xiao Yue said disdainfully.

  The raindrops fell like a splash of water, the autumn rain was rarely so heavy, but after three days of gloomy weather, it finally poured down at this moment.

  "That last move wasn't fast, what's truly fast is a short-range attack. Study Wing Chun's close-range combat and use the shortest distance to launch an attack, you can double your speed and omit all unnecessary attack routes. Even if your opponent can see through your moves, they won't be able to counter them!" Li Ling had always been solitary, but for the first time, he felt a sense of accomplishment from teaching someone martial arts, and his feeling of loneliness seemed to weaken a lot.

  "It is..." Xiao Yue said in a low voice.