Suddenly, a dozen or so women entered the martial arts training room, their ages varying, but their attire was strikingly uniform, all dressed in martial arts practice clothes.

The principle of this Martial Arts Association was to promote the essence of Chinese martial arts, therefore everyone agreed to wear traditional martial arts attire whether during practice or on the competition field.

This was also to highlight the charm of our Chinese martial arts.

Wang Hao took a quick look and saw that although these women appeared strong on the surface, none of them were a match for Wen Xiaowei.

As Su Zhenping had previously told him, these people had practiced martial arts without developing real skill, taking shortcuts to acquire abilities, but their foundations were unstable, and they couldn’t last long.

"I think these people couldn’t even withstand three moves against you, why are you so nervous?"

Wang Hao whispered as he moved closer to Wen Xiaowei.

"I’m not worried about them at all. What I’m concerned about is someone else."

Wen Xiaowei whispered back.

"Wen Xiaowei!"

While the two were talking, a middle-aged man suddenly entered through the door, went straight up to Wen Xiaowei to size her up with a mysterious smile, then walked away.

Following behind this man was a tall and well-built woman, whose looks were quite self-explanatory, but her physique was very solid.

When Wang Hao saw this woman, he understood what Wen Xiaowei was nervous about.

"It’s her!"

After the woman walked past them, Wen Xiaowei tugged at Wang Hao’s sleeve and said.

"This woman does look a bit tough to handle! Your concern wasn’t unfounded!"

Wang Hao nodded, carefully observing this woman. Though tall and sturdy, she moved with a lightness, looking very agile.

This was a clear sign of solid foundational skills, and from her body language, this woman’s speed must also be fast.

The middle-aged man from before must be her coach, or even her master, since their way of walking was very similar, suggesting they practiced the same martial arts.

"Her family name is Shangguan, first name Wan’er. The man before is her father and also her coach. He’s also a national-level athlete, quite formidable."

"Shangguan Wan’er won a bronze medal in the last national martial arts competition, but her father is very strict; he insists she bring back a championship title."

Wen Xiaowei continued to introduce her, hoping Wang Hao would understand more and help spot Shangguan Wan’er’s weaknesses later.

"Are you saying those two are father and daughter?"

Wang Hao looked shocked, unable to help but take another glance at the two.

The father appeared to have an average build, but the daughter towered over him quite noticeably, not seeming at all related.

"Right now, don’t worry about what their relationship is, just help me look for any weaknesses in her!"

Noticing that Wang Hao had become distracted, Wen Xiaowei pinched his arm hard and said indignantly.

"There’s only one spot for Zao City to enter the national competition. If I can’t beat her this time, I won’t have a chance to even show my face at this year’s nationals!"

This was the hospital of Wen Xiaowei’s late mother, and to fulfill her mother’s last wish, Wen Xiaowei had struggled and persevered for many years. She didn’t want to be stopped here, in Zao City.

"You didn’t have to pinch me that hard. If she makes a move, I will certainly teach you how to beat her!"

Wang Hao rubbed his arm, looking aggrievedly at Wen Xiaowei.

"Humph, that’s what you get for being distracted just now!"

Wen Xiaowei glared back directly.

Only after everyone had arrived did the people from the Martial Arts Association appear, tardily making their entrance from outside. It was a man and a woman, both appearing to be in their fifties.

Wang Hao could tell, despite their middle-aged years, they were still in excellent physical condition, clearly ones who practiced martial arts regularly.

Seeing these two, all the competitors on the scene paid their respects with a fist and palm salute, and Wang Hao, too, had no choice but to join in.

After the two returned the gesture, they took their seats on chairs that had been prepared beside the ring in advance. The host of the warm-up match then climbed onto the ring to address everyone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our competition is about to start, but this is a high-quality friendly match. We are only here to exchange skills, and you must stop at the hint. Any student who disobeys will be directly disqualified from the official competition."

Then, pointing at the two Martial Arts Association members, the host continued.

"Also, do not harbor any delusions of luck, because both our Association’s President and Vice President are here to watch the entire event. None of your subtle moves will escape the watchful eyes of these two!"

It was through the host’s introduction that Wang Hao came to know the identities of the two individuals.

Having said everything, the host stepped down from the ring, while the rules were quite simple, there were none—everyone was free to challenge anyone.

Everyone thought about who they perceived to be their greatest adversary and aimed to challenge them; this was the fastest way to improve oneself.

"I want to challenge Shangguan Wan’er!"

Someone from below cried out and then leapt onto the ring, greeting Shangguan Wan’er with clasped hands.

Our Chinese martial arts places great emphasis on martial morality, hence actions that provoke others on the ring won’t occur. This is also part of the charm of our Chinese martial arts.

Shangguan Wan’er didn’t immediately agree to the challenge but instead turned her head to look at her father, Shangguan Yu.

"Wan’er, today if someone challenges you, accept them all. Otherwise, people will say that we are scared."

Shangguan Yu’s tone was filled with confidence, he didn’t regard anyone present as a match for him, treating them as if they were schoolchildren to be taught.

Shangguan Wan’er didn’t say much, just nodded her head and stepped onto the ring.

"Please!"

Upon arriving, Shangguan Wan’er also greeted the challenger with clasped hands.

The challenger shouted loudly and launched a kick straight toward Shangguan Wan’er’s legs.

But Shangguan Wan’er didn’t move an inch, and the challenger thought it was because he hadn’t used his full strength, so he kicked her knee even harder.

However, Shangguan Wan’er was still unharmed, while his leg throbbed with pain; he then tumbled to the ground, clutching his thigh and crying out in agony.

"This..."

The challenger’s coach, upon seeing this sight, was taken aback and hurried to carry the challenger down.

"It can’t be blamed on our Wan’er. Everyone saw it—she didn’t strike at all. It was all caused by him not controlling his strength properly,"

Shangguan Yu stood up and spoke to the two in charge from the Martial Arts Association, his tone filled with disdain for the challenger.

The entire process was witnessed by the two officials, who nodded at them. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"I’ll take a challenge too!"

Another dissatisfied participant leapt onto the ring but was defeated within three moves.

Ever since stepping onto the ring, Shangguan Wan’er had not stepped down and subsequently defeated six challengers, demonstrating formidable strength.

"Wang Hao, you saw it. Can I really defeat Shangguan Wan’er?"

Wen Xiaowei couldn’t help but swallow nervously, asking in doubt.