Chapter 1029: Chapter 1029

"Shouldn’t you step down for me?"

Tang Ming walked to the edge of the ring and effortlessly tossed Qian Bujun off it.

Then Tang Ming looked at Qin Fang, who seemed bewildered, and said, "Host, isn’t it time to announce the result?"

"Ah, ah! Sure, sure."

Qin Fang nodded repeatedly, snapping out of his shock, and shouted loudly, "Contestant Tang Xin versus contestant Qian Bujun, contestant Tang Xin wins!"

The match was over; Tang Ming stepped down from the ring with satisfaction, while playfully glancing at the furrowed brow of Wan Yong.

"You have a technique to blast people away from a distance, and I have my own technique. Now I’m truly looking forward to the fight we will have soon."

This time Wan Yong said nothing but scrutinized Tang Ming with a serious expression!

Until now, he still couldn’t figure out how exactly Tang Ming had defeated Qian Bujun; it was completely unscientific.

The match had ended, and the contestants entered a rest period.

Wan Yong and the others lifted Qian Bujun to the rest area as soon as they could, and took turns examining Qian Bujun’s body. But once he returned to the rest area, Qian Bujun regained his mobility, and no matter how the medical personnel and Wan Yong and the others examined him, they couldn’t identify the issue.

This left Wan Yong and the others extremely frustrated, and their apprehension towards Tang Ming grew rapidly.

Such a technique that could down an opponent with a mere finger point was far superior to Wan Yong’s method of blasting people away.

When Tang Ming returned to the rest area, Long Ao and the others all looked at him as if they were seeing a ghost.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"What exactly did you do to Qian Bujun?"

After a moment of silence, Long Ao asked with confusion written all over his face.

Lin Canghai and Wu Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly, equally curious about this matter!

The main thing was that it was too bizarre.

"Secrets must not be revealed."

Tang Ming replied with a mysterious smile and a fib, "Actually, it has nothing to do with me. Maybe that guy was ill and coincidentally had an attack in the ring, allowing me to take advantage of the situation."

"Nonsense, if a martial master is truly ill, they would realize it immediately. How could they mess up at such a critical moment?"

Wu Xiaoyu gave Tang Ming a look of disdain.

"Qian Bujun has performed impressively in previous matches. Based on what you say, his true cultivation might be above mine and Zhao Tianba’s, but he was defeated by you so easily, it’s simply unbelievable."

Long Ao shook his head persistently, unable to fathom the mystery involved.

"It’s nothing remarkable; perhaps he’s just unwell."

Tang Ming yawned and said playfully, "Maybe when he faces Lin Canghai, he’ll have another episode, and Lin Canghai can take full revenge then."

"I’m not depending on luck." Lin Canghai shook his head, smiling mischievously at Tang Ming.

"Tang Xin, how did you do it? Why don’t you teach me now, so after I defeat Qian Bujun, I’ll definitely treat you to a grand meal."

"I’m helping your Dark Group faction join the big martial arts tournament. Whether I win or lose, you should treat me to a grand meal."

Tang Ming glanced at Lin Canghai with displeasure and said, "I absolutely won’t reveal my secrets to you. Just focus on preparing for the match and hope that Qian Bujun will have another episode when facing you."

"Alright." Lin Canghai pouted and said no more.

Long Ao and Wu Xiaoyu also knew that such mysterious techniques were certainly Tang Ming’s trump card, something he wouldn’t easily disclose to the public.

Inquiring about others’ secret techniques is a major taboo in Jianghu, so they said no more.

"Tang Xin, what did you do to me?"

At this moment, Qian Bujun shouted angrily, "Why don’t you dare fight me again? This time, I will definitely defeat you."

"Defeated opponent, you should just stay put." Tang Ming glanced at Qian Bujun not far away, yawning, and said, "Don’t show off in front of me again, or I just need to point at you to make you fall flat."

With a band-aid on his nose and his face wrapped in gauze, Qian Bujun was trembling with anger!

He hid his strength for so long, waiting for a chance to astonish everyone.

The battle with Tang Ming was supposed to be his moment to shine!

Unexpectedly, he did indeed "shine" but the result was hard for him to accept.

"Oh dear, you even dare to curse me."

Tang Ming chuckled mischievously and pointed at Qian Bujun, "Do you want to experience being knocked down by me again?"

"You, don’t mess around."

Qian Bujun’s expression changed drastically, and he quickly hid behind Wan Yong, too afraid to face Tang Ming’s finger.

Zhao Tianba and Fu Renjie shook their heads in disappointment.

Originally, they thought Qian Bujun would cause Tang Ming considerable trouble given his impressive performance in previous matches, but his contribution turned out to be less than Fu Renjie’s, making them very disappointed.

"Stop arguing and prepare well for the upcoming matches,"

Cross-legged and meditating, Wan Yong coldly reminded, although he was quite apprehensive about Tang Ming’s method of inexplicably knocking people down.

"Wan, brother, Tang Ming’s technique is too mysterious. Previously, when he quickly subdued opponents, he also made targets inexplicably lose mobility. Do you see through what tricks he’s using?"

Fu Renjie weakly asked Wan Yong while sitting.

"I haven’t figured out how he’s doing it, but one thing is certain: any attack method requires preparation measures."

Wan Yong shook his head, puzzled, and looked at Qian Bujun: "Did you notice anything unusual when you were hit?"

"I didn’t feel anything unusual, that guy didn’t even use Gang Qi, and I fell. I really don’t know how he did it." Qian Bujun shook his head in frustration.

"Don’t bother figuring it out then. When it’s my turn to fight him, I can force him to show his weakness."

Zhao Tianba thought for a moment and casually waved his hand, "I’m a Seven Stars Cross Training martial master. No matter how formidable his techniques are, there’s absolutely no way he can make me inexplicably fall down.

"That’s all we can do for now." Wan Yong and the others sighed.

Currently, only Zhao Tianba hasn’t fought Tang Ming. If Zhao Tianba fails to uncover the guy’s secrets after going to the stage, Wan Yong will really be in trouble.

After everyone had finished resting, Qin Fang announced the third-round matches and the current scores of each contestant before drawing lots:

Tang Ming vs. Qian Bujun, Tang Ming 3 wins, Qian Bujun 1 win, 2 losses;

Long Ao vs. Lin Canghai, Long Ao 2 wins, 1 loss, Lin Canghai 3 losses;

Wu Xiaoyu vs. Fu Renjie, Wu Xiaoyu 1 win, 2 losses, Fu Renjie 3 losses;

Wan Yong vs. Zhao Tianba, Wan Yong 3 wins, Zhao Tianba 2 wins, 1 loss;

As the one-on-one duel progressed to this point, Tang Ming and Wan Yong were far ahead, both maintaining undefeated records.