Dominate the Charts 4: Chapter Three
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Night falls, the stars twinkle in the sky. Lin Fung and Kafei slipped out of the house together, passing through the village's small paths, crossing the dense forest, and arriving at a spacious area on the edge of the village. This area surrounds a towering mountain peak, the silhouette of which is faintly visible in the night. The ground is covered with thick grass and wildflowers, appearing desolate, yet it has become a secret gathering place for the young people due to its tranquility. 0
 
There, a desolate place has become a martial arts arena for friends. Some other teenagers from the village have already gathered there; they are all friends of Lin Fung and are learning martial arts in different schools. Although this place is deserted, it has become lively due to everyone's arrival. 0
 
 
Among their friends was a young man in a blue robe named Han Feng. Han Feng was tall and straight, and his blue robe fluttered in the wind as if the spirit of the sword had already merged with his temperament. He came from the Heavenly Sword Sect, proficient in swordsmanship, and held a slender sword in his hands, its blade shimmering with a cold light in the moonlight. 0
 
On the other side stood the Churu, a disciple of the White Cloud Temple and a good friend of Lin Fung. The Churu was gentle and elegant, his robe as white as clouds, and his eyes revealed a hint of wisdom. He closed his eyes and focused his inner energy, enveloping himself in an invisible aura, as if he had already merged with the heavens and the earth. 0
 
 
On the other side, a young man in fiery red attire named Xiao Yan hails from the Red Flame Sect. His gaze burns with the will to battle, and his palm techniques blaze like fire, brimming with fervent power. Standing on a flat piece of land, he seems poised to turn the ground into a sea of flames. 0
 
" Lin Fung, Kafei, you're here!" Han Feng warmly greets, his voice filled with the familiarity of friends. 0
 
 
Lin Fung and Kafei smiled and nodded at each other, both filled with anticipation. They couldn't wait to practice martial arts and exchange experiences with their friends in this remote and uninhabited place. 0
 
The competition quickly began, with four young people standing together in a small circle. They exchanged a glance and then simultaneously entered into a battle state. 0
 
 
Lin Fung Quickly moving his steps, his figure is as swift as the wind, shuttling through the wind, using his practiced Wind-driven Fist. The fist wind howls, the palm shadows crisscross, every movement showcasing his understanding and passion for martial arts. 0
 
Han Feng Raises his sword to meet the enemy, the sword light flashing, his swordsmanship is skilled and elegant. He disintegrates into nothingness, turning into sword energy, attacking with the sword edge, guarding with the sword intent, forming an ocean of swords. 0
 
 
Churu Concentrating and calming his mind, he formed hand seals and circulated his internal energy, enveloping himself in an invisible aura. His figure gradually blurred, as if merging with the surrounding environment, fully demonstrating his White Cloud Temple internal strength cultivation. 0
 
Xiao Yan exuded a chilling aura as he activated his Fire Element martial arts, emitting a scorching heat from his entire body. His palm techniques burned like flames, containing immense power, showcasing the essence of the Red Flame Sect. 0
 
 
Four people engaged in a fierce competition in this desolate place, their moves intertwining with magnificent momentum. Although their dialogue was sparse, it was more evident in their actions and expressions. 0
 
As the night wind blew and the stars shone, the four figures danced in the competition, resembling a starry scroll of four young martial artists. They used punches, swordsmanship, inner strength, and flames to collide and constantly explore the pinnacle of martial arts. Their moves intertwined in the air, as if it were the ultimate interpretation of martial arts dance, and each collision triggered a resounding sound, as if the earth itself was shaken by their martial arts. 0
 
 
The night breeze gently brushed over the four figures' robes, while the stars shone brilliantly, reflecting off their sweaty faces. Their silhouettes were tense yet excited, as if in this wilderness, they had entered another world, a world belonging only to young martial artists. 0
 
The competition intensified, with the speed of their moves accelerating, leaving shimmering trails in the night sky like flowing light. At times, their bodies moved as agile as the wind, and at other times, as resilient as a mountain, each attack and defense showcasing their unwavering pursuit of martial arts excellence. 0
 
 
Churu's internal strength barrier was finally broken, and his figure stepped back, leaving the battle to the other three. Xiao Yan's boxing was overbearing and fiery, but in the face of Han Feng's swordsmanship, he gradually fell into a disadvantage. 0
 
In the end, Lin Fung and Han Feng stayed behind for the final showdown. Lin Fung's Wind-driven Fist swept up like a whirlwind, his figure swiftly shuttling through the night, demonstrating his unique insights in boxing. Meanwhile, Han Feng's swordsmanship was elegant and agile, his sword intent crisscrossing, the sword light flashing, making it difficult to predict. 0
 
 
After an intense confrontation, Han Feng suddenly slowed down his attack during the exchange, leaving Lin Fung momentarily stunned. Just when Lin Fung thought he was taking a brief rest, Han Feng suddenly launched a dangerous sword move. 0
 
His swordsmanship became mysterious and unpredictable, as if hidden in illusion. Lin Fung's alertness was fleeting, feeling a surge of sword intent coming from all around him, but unable to determine its source. In an instant, he felt as if he were in a fog, with the surroundings becoming blurry. 0
 
 
Han Feng's sword intent circled in the air, like a wandering dragon, swiftly piercing through Lin Fung's defense under his guidance, and attacking his vital points. Lin Fung relied on instinct and trained reflexes to try to evade the strike, but the sword intent entwined around him like a shadow, making it impossible to escape. 0
 
In the end, Han Feng's sword hilt lightly touched Lin Fung's chest, marking the end of the contest. This move seemed ordinary, but it contained Han Feng's profound understanding of swordsmanship and his astonishing wit. 0
 
 
Four people stopped their movements and took deep breaths. Their faces revealed exhaustion and satisfaction. This competition was not only a test of skills, but also an exchange of friendship and martial arts. In this desolate place, they used their hearts and fists to weave their own chapter, a chapter belonging to the young martial artists. 0
 
 
 
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