Invincibility Begins with Mastery of Fist Techniques-Chapter 235 - 228: Ace

Only then did Silva realize he had been tricked.

His opponent's injuries were extremely severe. Even his final assault was just a bluff.

If he had held on for just three more seconds without conceding, his opponent would have likely collapsed first.

But alas, there was no cure for regret.

Although his opponent was now unconscious, he had, after all, already conceded.

He had lost this match. That was an unchangeable fact.

Pressure, resilience, persistence, ferocity, breakthrough...

At that moment, he suddenly understood the difference between himself and his opponent.

It wasn't his body, nor his strength, but a powerful resolve that could shatter stone and a courage worthy of an epic hymn.

When two foes meet, the braver one wins. In a duel between masters, if one is dauntless while the other is hesitant, even a ferocious weaker opponent can defeat a stronger one.

"We won! We won!!"

"Celestial Heart Sect! Zhang Zhizhen! Way to go!!"

"Choosing death before dishonor, fighting to the very last moment, scaring off your opponent with a ferocious assault, and never, ever giving up! That is the true spirit of us from Donghua Country! From this day forward, you're my idol!!"

"I hope his injuries aren't too severe."

"Donghua will be victorious! Victorious!"

"..."

After a brief silence, the venue erupted in a thunderous roar. The previously subdued atmosphere instantly became electric once more.

'The Donghua Martial Arts Realm... It isn't just that one man who can perform miracles...'

Jiang Yun muttered to himself. Even though his view through the screen was incomplete, Zhang Zhizhen's performance had shaken him to his core, and he felt a hot current surge through his veins.

'The Donghua Martial Arts Realm doesn't just have that one legendary figure. Every Martial Artist has their own principles and resolve. Each and every one of them is a legend in their own right, a miracle!'

Suddenly, a powerful desire welled up inside Jiang Yun, a journalism major.

He wanted to understand these people, to learn their stories and compile them, so their spirit could be shared with the world and not be lost to obscurity.

Though not a man of martial arts himself, he could still be a keeper of the flame, helping that blazing fire spread throughout the world.

It was as if he had found his purpose.

"Idiot! You absolute idiot!!"

Down in the Starry Sky Country's seating area, General Norton's hand shot out and clenched. The metal armrest he grabbed was crushed, bulging between his fingers.

'That moron couldn't even read his opponent's condition. To be played for a fool like that, and to shout his surrender so loudly... he has utterly disgraced me.'

'And that opponent... he actually broke through mid-fight. If he fully recovers, he'll likely be another Saint Awakening. He's already twenty-eight, so it shouldn't be that shocking, but that's only because Zhou Yuanjue set such an impossibly high bar. Otherwise, this man's achievement would be considered the greatest in history. That means he has incredible potential—another huge problem for us down the road.'

His face was dark and grim. He had the nagging feeling that he had just handed his enemy a victory. Moreover, his plan to achieve a clean sweep against the Donghua team had failed.

'I can't give them another chance like this.'

"Chris."

He said in a deep voice toward the competitors' seats.

"Yes, General."

In the Starry Sky Country's seating area, a tall figure in a black Martial Arts Uniform stood up.

This person had short golden hair, deep-set eyes, pupils as blue as the ocean, and a very handsome appearance.

He emanated an intensely cold aura, like that of a cold-blooded creature, devoid of any human warmth. Just being near him seemed to lower the ambient temperature.

Starry Sky Country, Chris, twenty-nine years old.

As a child, he had participated in the Starry Sky Country's Super Warrior project, ranking near the top. Though he wasn't chosen for the final selection, years of state-funded cultivation had still granted him an exceptionally powerful constitution.

Later, he was chosen as the host for a special General level Celestial Demon, becoming a Symbiont. After undergoing the latest Symbiont enhancements, the power he could now command had reached a terrifying level.

One could say he was the Starry Sky Country's greatest trump card for this event.

"You're going in. Remember, from now on, I don't want a single one of them to last more than ten seconds."

General Norton said to Chris, his eyes narrowing as he watched the medical staff rush onto the stage to carry the injured Zhang Zhizhen away for treatment.

"Understood."

Chris nodded with a blank expression, and with a flash, his figure disappeared from the competitors' seats.

SLAP!

Standing frozen on the stage, lost in thought, Silva was suddenly jolted from his daze by a seemingly heatless hand slapping his shoulder.

"Get off the stage."

Chris's voice was just as devoid of warmth.

Meeting Chris's azure eyes, Silva felt a chill run through him, a feeling of fear. He gritted his teeth, turned, and walked off the stage.

"Sir, please step down and wait. According to the rules, the next match-up will be decided by a drawing..."

The host said to Chris.

However, before he could finish his sentence, the microphone was snatched from him faster than he could react.

"If you can last ten seconds, I'll consider it your win."

Chris held the microphone and spoke to the Donghua seating area, his face placid. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

He had undergone Super Warrior training and was fluent in many languages; his Donghua Language was even more impeccable than a native's.

His words instantly sent the arena into an uproar.

Ten seconds?

The previous two matches had each lasted at least two minutes. What could possibly happen in ten seconds?

The Starry Sky Country had already lost a match, yet their next fighter was still so arrogant?!

For a moment, the arena was filled with boos, but Chris's expression remained unmoved, as if he possessed an unshakable confidence.

"The data file has something on him. Chris. Apparently, he was a participant in the old Super Warrior project. He was already incredibly strong on his own, and then he became a special Symbiont. His body's unique mutation is related to body temperature, which makes him very difficult to handle. He's probably progressed even further by now, to who knows what level. If he's bold enough to make a claim like that, he must be certain he can back it up."

"It seems Silva's defeat angered the Starry Sky Country's team leader. Chris is likely their ace, meant to crush us with overwhelming superiority. They won't hold back anymore. He'll be going all out from the very beginning."

A staff member in the Donghua seating area immediately explained with a grave expression.

"A participant in the Super Warrior project? Their ace?"

Hearing the staff member's introduction, the Donghua Martial Artists all frowned.

"I'll take this match. Zhang Zhizhen beat me to the last one. It's my turn now."

Dong Wanming of the Holy Heart Sect rose to his feet. In stark contrast to Chris's eyes, which were like timeless, unmelting glaciers, Dong Wanming's seemed to burn with the fire of a blazing sun.

Zhang Zhizhen's recent breakthrough had profoundly inspired him. He realized this was his own golden opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime chance to achieve his own breakthrough.