The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"Master uncle, do you really want to bet so much?"

Outside the specially cleared competition venue, Fan Shigang carefully poured a cup of tea for Yan Feng.

Yan Feng was unfamiliar with the place this time when he came to Su City. Fan Shigang, who had been there once and had a good personal relationship with Meng Lang, was naturally chosen as the accompanying staff member... responsible for carrying the bag.

Fan Shigang, who was a nobody in the background, naturally heard the verbal battle between the father and daughter just now, and he couldn't help but feel worried for Yan Weiwei.

Yan Feng picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, then glanced at Fan Shigang indifferently.

"Why? Are you worried about your uncle losing, or are you worried about me winning?"

"How could that be possible? I'm just worried that no matter whether we win or lose, it will hurt the harmony among our family members." Fan Shigang laughed dryly.

I thought to myself that Master Yan was too impulsive.

Not to mention the others, Li Lei, who was an expert in Bajiquan, once barely defeated Yan Weiwei, who had just started to learn dark energy. Even if the three of them attacked together, they were no match for her.

Even though Yan Weiwei's realm is now stable, this person should never be underestimated.

I have also met A Xing, who is proficient in the Five Ancestors Fist. Not to mention his attainments in boxing, his heavyweight class is not on the same level as Yan Weiwei.

Physical fitness is an important factor that cannot be ignored in the confrontation between the two sides.

Not to mention the Shaolin Bone-Splitting Hand who looks like a master and is not easy to mess with, the Iron Sand Palm heir whose palms have been trained to a shiny black, and the Sichuan Tang Sect master whose vest is full of flying knives...

It can be said that they have both long-range and melee combat capabilities, and are definitely a professional team for fighting bosses.

With such a lineup, two fists are no match for four hands, so Yan Weiwei's chances of winning are very slim no matter how you look at it.

But the confident expression on Master Yan's face just now didn't seem fake...

Could it be that he is planning to use some unconventional tactics?

Yes, this is Master Yan’s home turf, and the seven masters are all from a security company. Isn’t it just a matter of a word for them to let them off the hook?

I see. However, as a veteran in the martial arts world, Yan Feng has a very sharp vision. How could he have seen whether the opponent was letting the opponent win or not?

Hmm... As a "double agent" who is in Cao's camp but whose heart is with Han, should I risk being expelled from the sect and pretend to slip and spill tea on the other party to divert his attention a little...

Yan Feng naturally didn't know that the thug beside him was rolling his eyes and wondering about something.

He looked at the seven masters on the stage, who were mumbling and discussing something...

Let him go? Of course he had thought about this possibility.

But first of all, he is very confident in his own judgment, and whether the game is slacked off or not cannot escape his eyes.

Secondly, he knew Yan Weiwei's proud character, and she disdained to use such petty tricks that were not worthy of being shown on the stage.

So I won and took Yan Weiwei, the traveling frog, home happily to celebrate the New Year.

Lost...

Then you should be even happier!

The next generation of the Yan family's twelve-style elastic kicks, when he first entered the dark energy, challenged the masters of the seven major martial arts sects and won a great victory...

What kind of divine ability does this require?

With such a talented child...what's wrong with ruining the family?

But this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment.

How long has Yan Weiwei just entered the Dark Force? Even if she is at the peak of the Dark Force, she will probably not be able to get any good results when facing such a lineup.

I am still young and impulsive...

Could it be that the sudden increase in physical strength has caused the psychological expansion?

Turning to look at Yan Weiwei, who was slowly approaching the competition venue on the other side of the venue, she happened to see her throwing a tube of something shiny into the trash can...

…

"What do you think Master Yan meant?"

In the center of the competition venue, seven top experts from the security company were gathered together, whispering and discussing countermeasures.

They were well aware of Yan Weiwei's strength. She could easily handle daily sparring and one-on-one duels. But if she faced off against two or three captain-level players at the same time, the winning rate of both sides would be basically 50-50.

If one more person is added, Yan Weiwei's winning rate will definitely drop sharply.

One against seven, it seems like the battle can be resolved in less than two minutes.

"I can understand a one-on-three or one-on-four fight, but a one-on-seven fight, do you think Master Yan wants to win, or does she want to lose on purpose?"

"Why ask? He definitely wants to win! It's just that he can't say it out loud. It all depends on how we cooperate next time."

The burly Li Lei touched his chin, his eyes revealing a shrewdness full of "worldly wisdom".

Some things cannot be said, and it would be wrong to say them. Why bother to expose the drama of life one by one?

This is a fake fight...it's not like he hasn't fought before.

"How are we going to fight then?" Ah Xing touched his head.

"Yeah, with these two lineups, I can't imagine how I can lose."

"It's not easy to deal with. How about letting it go a little bit so that the situation won't be too ugly?"

"Well! Just because he generously gave us the secret book to study, we must repay this favor." Xiang Wenlong said coldly with his arms folded across his chest.

Among these people, he has the highest cultivation level.

At the beginning, he was a little skeptical about the so-called secret book that could rival Shaolin's "Yi Jin Jing" and "Xi Sui Jing", until recently he formed a "bungee jumping team" with various extreme trainings, and occasionally practiced with Yan Weiwei, the "dark power master".

He was shocked to find that...he had actually recently touched the threshold of a breakthrough.

When this amazing discovery was shared with everyone, everyone became excited.

They were convinced that the reason why Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei were able to reach the realm they had always dreamed of at such a young age was closely related to this secret book!

This is also the real reason why these experts are willing to work as security captains in an unknown small security company.

They were naturally grateful to Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei for their teachings.

"That's what I said, but if you want Master Yan to win, you can't win too deliberately. Old Master Yan is not a pushover. If you win too obviously, he will definitely notice."

"Hey! I have an idea. In this siege method, coordination is very important. If we pretend that we are not good at combined attack, I think Mr. Yan will not be able to say anything."

"Well! This is a good idea. How about this, sister Tang Ling, you will throw the flying knives from behind. Everyone, pay attention to your positioning, or you will get close by accidentally.

Don't worry, it's not sharpened, so it will only hurt a few times at most."

"Uh... brothers, although my flying knives never miss their targets, I can't stab my teammates with them, right?

Aren't you ruining the reputation of our Tang Sect?"

"There's no one else here except us. At worst, we can ask Master Yan to treat you to spicy hotpot."

"Ah this...are you sure this isn't obvious?"

"How about you tell me what good ideas you have?"

The battle strategy here was not yet discussed, but Yan Weiwei, who came in, ruined it directly...

"Defeat me and you will have a chance to comprehend the upgraded version of "Overclocking Sutra"!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, the atmosphere in the field changed suddenly!

The eyes of the "Water Release Alliance" that had been so harmonious just now suddenly lit up.

Favors must be repaid, but opportunities for advancement cannot be rejected either!

We are so eager to make progress!

…

Yan Feng, who was off the court, naturally also heard what Yan Weiwei said, and was so shocked that he almost stood up from his chair.

What the hell?

Upgraded version of "Overclocking Manual"?

I haven’t even figured out 1.0 yet, and version 2.0 is out so soon?

Can this thing be updated monthly?

This is like the battle at Mount Huashan where people are still fighting for the Nine Yin Scriptures, and while the fight is going on someone outside the arena tells everyone that version 2.0 of the Nine Yin Scriptures has been published.

Which magical book has such an outrageous update frequency?

But soon Yan Feng no longer had the energy to think about the update frequency, because he suddenly discovered...

Yan Weiwei...seems a little different.

In just a few steps, the other party came forward step by step. Although his steps seemed ordinary, they seemed to carry some wonderful rhythm, and his whole body seemed to be following the slight rhythm.

Wait until he stands in front of everyone in an ordinary way, with his eyes slightly closed.

The seemingly unpretentious and flawed posture inexplicably gave people a strange sense of crisis...

Not only him, but also Li Lei and Xiang Wenlong in the field all had a similar sense of crisis.

Moreover, this sense of crisis seemed to have brought back some fragments that they were extremely reluctant to recall...

"Master Yan, I'm sorry, let's all attack together!"

Everyone who noticed the atmosphere in the venue reached a consensus almost instantly.

Xiang Wenlong, who was best at close combat, growled, took a step forward, and blasted out with his right fist like a cannonball, taking the lead in attacking.

The fist whistled and went straight to Yan Weiwei's face.

Before the fist arrives, a strong wind is already blowing in your face!

Yan Weiwei didn't move at all, even her eyes were half open and half closed, until the fist wind approached, her body suddenly dodged slightly.

This dodge was like willow catkins blowing in the wind, and he dodged the punch with ease.

The fist brushed past her nose but failed to touch it at all.

Yan Feng couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

"The body is like catkins, using stillness to control movement, good body movements!"

Xiang Wenlong missed his attack, and with a low growl, he changed his fist into a claw, and used his best bone-breaking hand to grab Yan Weiwei's left shoulder!

At this moment, a scene beyond everyone's expectations appeared. Yan Weiwei did not dodge or evade, and watched Xiang Wenlong's grappling hand about to fall on her shoulder.

Yan Weiwei's shoulder seemed to move strangely, and Xiang Wenlong's claws slid off her shoulder like hitting a loach...

The next moment, a hand seemed to be slow but was actually fast, and lightly placed on Xiang Wenlong's forearm. At the moment when the other party's face still had a look of surprise, it pulled slightly, and took advantage of the other party's body that could not stop rushing forward to tremble slightly...

“Crack!”

"Ah~" Xiang Wenlong screamed, and then he saw the other party take two steps back, with his right hand hanging weakly on the side of his shoulder.

"What?!"

"this……"

Everyone was shocked.

The grappling master Xiang Wenlong had his arm broken in just one encounter?

"It's all round and one, using the opponent's force to counter attack... this... is this the Tai Chi power of Wudang?"

Yan Feng also stood up from his seat with a look of shock.

How did this girl Weiwei learn such a clever method of releasing and leveraging force?

The other six people who had just been hesitating whether it was unethical to fight seven against one, saw that Xiang Wenlong, the best kung fu among them, was defeated in one move. They dared not hesitate any longer and started to move.

They may be divided into groups or encircled, or they may wait for an opportunity to strike, or they may have a sharp blade in hand...

Although I don’t know why Yan Weiwei suddenly felt like a different person, her every move and every move was completely different from her previous style.

But I guess it's because he has this hidden trump card that he has the confidence to fight seven people at once?

So they stopped holding back and attacked the other side with all their might.

However, an even more bizarre scene appeared. Yan Weiwei's figure was seen twisting and turning, and it was not seen how she moved or dodged, but she was able to shuttle through the attacks of seven people with ease like a ghost.

Her movements seemed slow, but she was always able to dodge all attacks just right.

His steps were light and steady, and each step was taken with a calm and unhurried demeanor, showing the demeanor of a great man.

The attack of the seven people became more and more fierce, and even Xiang Wenlong gritted his teeth and reconnected his dislocated shoulder to rejoin the battle.

However, Yan Weiwei never fought back, but just kept dodging, with even a happy smile on her lips.

This is the feeling, this is... Hua Jin!

With a twist of his hand, he blocked the oncoming iron sand palm strike on Li Lei's chest, causing the opponent to stagger back.

The other party didn't seem to be putting in any effort at all, and the several masters who besieged her fell down all over the place, which made Yan Feng's eyelids twitch.

“It’s my turn!”

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Weiwei took a bow step and launched an active attack for the first time, throwing a light straight punch at Ah Xing...

"Huh?" Ah Xing, who was originally attacking the opponent with the Five Ancestors Fist but could not touch the corner of the opponent's clothes, immediately raised his arms and crossed them to block.

A head taller than Yan Weiwei, his muscular figure and taut muscles made Yan Weiwei's fist look so weak and powerless...

However……

"Bang!"

Ah Xing, a big man weighing nearly 200 pounds, was knocked away by Yan Weiwei's light punch in front of him in disbelief!

It flew four or five meters in the air before it knocked down a pile of debris with a bang and was blasted out of the field!

“How…is this possible?!”

Everyone stared at the scene in amazement.

Fan Shigang, a spectator outside the stadium, couldn't help swallowing his saliva as he watched Ah Xing struggling but unable to get up.

"Master...Uncle Master...Which sect's method is this?"

Yan Feng was stunned.

You ask me? Who should I ask?

This is clearly just an ordinary straight punch!

Even with the addition of hidden power, the power is still a bit too exaggerated.

“Whoosh!”

At this moment, a flying knife flashing with cold light stabbed towards Yan Weiwei's thigh from seven or eight meters away!

The Tang Sect master who had been waiting for the opportunity on the periphery finally made his move!

At this time, Yan Weiwei was being besieged by two people, and the flying knife was still in a blind spot. Even Yan Feng couldn't help but feel nervous.

However, Yan Weiwei seemed to have eyes behind her head. When the flying knife was about to hit her, she turned around incredibly and reached out to grab it!

“Swish!” “Whoosh!”

No one could see what was happening. They just saw Yan Weiwei turn around, and the flying knife went back to where it came from, and then flew past the side of the Tang Sect master with a "swish" at an even faster speed.

"Swish!" The flying knife flew out of the field and directly stabbed into a wooden stake used for practice not far away, with almost half of the blade piercing into it.

Now it was the Tang Sect master's turn to swallow his saliva. You have to know that this was an unsharpened blade. If it hit him...

Yan Feng was completely stunned when he saw this scene.

This...what is going on?

If it weren't for his keen eyesight, he would even doubt whether this was an "artistic competition" that had been carefully designed long ago!

But when did Yan Weiwei hide so many trump cards?

If you encounter a master of grappling, you use grappling. If you encounter the Five Ancestors Fist, you punch it away. Now you can even throw back hidden weapons...

Could it be the legendary “returning a favor in their own way”?

Old man, I always thought it was a novel...

Looking at the figure in the arena who was lifting heavy and light things with ease, gradually deviating from the common martial arts knowledge learned in the nine years of compulsory education.

Inexplicably, the words Yan Weiwei mentioned twice echoed in my mind again...

"Who told you... this is a secret manual for breaking through the dark energy?"