Chapter 49 – Iron Finger Brilliance Shatters Heaven and Earth

The hall buzzed with noisy chatter.

One by one, the spectators watched the two combatants on stage growing increasingly fierce in their battle, their initial confidence gradually fading. They no longer dared to underestimate the one who had pushed Qin Feiyao to such extremes!

Had any of them been in that situation, the outcome would have been all too predictable.

Tie Feng said, “You four should pay close attention as well. Every person appearing here can be considered a learning example. Even if you’re not fighting personally, gaining insights from their techniques can be considered an alternative form of cultivation for your future growth.”

Having said this, Tie Feng began analyzing the battle with his unique perspective.

“Young Qin’s Long Fist technique ultimately lacks refinement, but he compensates for this weakness with his iron legs. It’s clear he has put in considerable effort. Look at how every attack he makes is steady and methodical – this also shows his cautious nature…” Tie Feng observed wisely.

Suddenly shifting his focus, Tie Feng began analyzing Fei Hu’s countermeasures: “In contrast, this Fei Hu has already mastered his boxing and kicking techniques to perfection. Though his moves appear straightforward, they represent the essential skills of Sanshou. The terrifying aspect of this fighting style lies in how fists, feet, and palms can all become weapons, with even various joints serving as offensive tools.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang and the other three turned their attention to the two fighters in the arena.

Indeed, they could see that Tie Feng’s assessment was accurate.

Qin Feiyao’s attacks and defenses were overly cautious, causing him to repeatedly miss optimal opportunities to decide the match.

Instead, his opponent seized these openings, either forcing him into awkward positions with hand blade strikes or pushing him back with axe kicks.

Yet Qin Feiyao always managed to turn danger into safety, reversing unfavorable situations before the two combatants returned to their stalemate.

Seeing this, Tie Feng continued his analysis: “At first glance, these two appear evenly matched, but upon closer observation, each has distinct strengths – one is fiercely aggressive while the other is fiercely cautious.”

Ye Kuang suddenly asked: “Senior Tie, can you tell who will emerge victorious?”

Hearing this, Li Xiao and the others also showed anticipation in their eyes. Their perspective on the process versus the outcome seemed different, with greater interest in the latter.

Witnessing this, Tie Feng couldn’t help but sigh inwardly before glancing past the numerous spectators and saying: “Victory or defeat isn’t actually the crucial point. If both sides can identify their own shortcomings through this exchange and further improve themselves – that is the true purpose of sparring and competition!”

Changing the subject, Tie Feng suddenly asked: “Do you know the real purpose behind organizing this tournament?”

Ye Kuang fell silent upon hearing this. To be honest, his current thinking was simple – he had only one goal: to defeat all opponents present and reach the peak!

His eyes burned with intense focus as he watched the two locked in fierce combat on the arena, itching to immediately challenge all contenders.

Even Li Xiao and the other two had the same fiery determination in their eyes!

Seeing this, Tie Feng naturally understood this mentality completely. If youth isn’t ambitious, then what right does it have to be called youth?

If youth doesn’t show its sharp edge, should one wait until old age to feel passionate?

“Sigh…” Tie Feng suddenly felt that youth was truly wonderful – free from worries, unburdened by overthinking, single-mindedly focused on becoming stronger.

Meanwhile, the battle between Qin Feiyao and Fei Hu had reached its boiling point, the two fighting with blazing intensity.The moment that fierce fist force erupted, it caused the entire venue to heat up.

Tie Feng pointed at the two on the stage and the surroundings, speaking decisively to Ye Kuang and the other three: “If victory and defeat were so important, why would we repeatedly emphasize stopping at the point of contact? These rules may seem prepared for the competition, but in reality, they exist to prevent uncontrollable situations during combat, thereby restraining participants from being excessively ruthless.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang and the other three nodded with partial understanding. For them at this moment, if victory and defeat were no longer so important, then why hold the competition at all? Thus, each of them felt deeply conflicted…

Seemingly discerning their thoughts, Tie Feng raised his head to gaze at the dome, as if seeing through a barrier into the distant sky, and continued: “Perhaps victory and defeat are crucial to you, but it’s undeniable that sometimes there are things more important than winning or losing. And this is something you must discover for yourselves.”

Having said this, Tie Feng fell silent.

Ye Kuang listened to these words, a glimmer of hope in his eyes as he watched the two locked in combat. Truthfully, he struggled to grasp the deeper meaning behind them.

In contrast, Li Xiao seemed to comprehend something, but his attention was soon captured by exclamations from below the stage.

Just then, Qin Feiyao deflected Fei Hu’s rib strike with a punch, his entire body forced to retreat repeatedly by the fierce fist force.

Fei Hu, however, swiftly closed the distance and began raining down a flurry of wild blows upon Qin Feiyao…

Seeing this, Tie Feng spoke in a tone that seemed both sighing and instructive: “When power alone can alter the entire battle, how can we delve into more essential matters? Look at them—they’re already giving their all to win. But have they considered that the outcome inevitably means one side falls? Even if victory is achieved, have they pondered this truth: what does winning truly accomplish?”

Ye Kuang: “These principles are too profound for me to understand. But my perspective is simple: if we don’t fight passionately until exhausted, what use is all this strength?”

Hearing this, Tie Feng felt a wave of weariness, then smiled: “Then who do you think will defeat the other between those two?”

Ye Kuang focused his large eyes intently on the pair on stage: “I can’t tell for now…”

Tie Feng chuckled again at this: “At first glance, they may seem evenly matched, but in reality, the outcome is already decided.”

Li Xiao: “Senior Tie, have you discerned their result? We are ignorant—please enlighten us.”

Yuan Tianlong and Ma Qiang also turned their gazes toward Tie Feng upon hearing this.

“The Long Fist still has great potential for development. But unless Young Qin breaks through his limits here, it will be difficult for him to achieve an overwhelming victory. This Long Fist actually contains thirty-six forms—each punch isn’t necessarily stronger than the last, but when their essence is progressively fused into the fist at one’s palm, that will be his victory,” Tie Feng stated resolutely.

Then his tone shifted as he pointed at Fei Hu and smiled: “Look, if that lad’s fist techniques could vary even slightly, he could also secure victory. It all depends on which of them can break through their own limitations first.”Ye Kuang finally understood, then asked: “Senior Tie, are you saying that if Chang Quan could integrate various martial intents into his fist force, his chances of victory would greatly increase? And similarly, if Fei Hu’s boxing style underwent even slight variations, he could also win? But what if…”

Just then, sudden commotion erupted from below the arena.

Tie Feng declared decisively: “It appears neither of them has taken that final step. The outcome is clear – this will end in a draw!”

As his words faded, Qin Feiyao and Fei Hu both collapsed simultaneously on the arena!