Breaking the Original Balance

The susceptible members of the audience understood they had been duped, as had Xiao Ming. Li Wei's vitality was found to outmatch that of his opponent. He feigned weakness so Xiao Ming could engage him in a close battle.

While grumbling, the audience was also shocked at Li Wei's cunning. In any case, they still had no idea while Li Wei's disguise continued to fool them. Even with 9 vitality points, he was not at his peak.

However, from the looks of things, it was more than enough! Li Wei relaxed his right hand gripping Xiao Ming when he noticed the latter's breathing had started to sound erratic.

After letting go of Xiao Ming's body, Li Wei positioned his fists in front of his eyes and began to recall what he had learned through the free combat classes in the past three years. First, he elbowed his opponent's face, followed by a whip-like kick to his waist!

"Ugh!" Xiao Ming was an agility-type player and had a short stature, so he was not good at defense. With these two heavy blows, it was already getting too difficult to bear. He had no choice but to fight back.

Li Wei raised his arm and used his vitality to block the attacks. Then, he punched his opponent and forced him back two steps. He whipped around and used the divine dragon's tail.

The roundhouse kick hit the opponent's abdomen!

Bang!

Despite Xiao Ming's best efforts, the kick knocked him off his feet and sent him flying like a broken-string kite off the ground. "Oof!" The impact of the infinite power shook the towering mast around the arena!

The referee was so shocked that he did not even notice the whistle in his mouth had slipped out. The audience paying attention to this match, again fell into a dead silence. Their eyes were wide open, staring at Li Wei, and their minds relived the sequence of techniques he had just used!

Li Wei's entire offensive procedure, from attack to defense to ultimate attack, was highly unconstrained, fluid, and clean! People were frightened by the torrent of vitality and strength attached to it.

Was this a result of having more than 9 vitality points? 

Li Wei was still positioned for an attack at this point. Only after Xiao Ming slid off the mast did he retract his leg. 

"Wow! He was too handsome! He's so handsome!" It was unknown which of the audience members shouted first. Very quickly, loud cheers rang out!

"He's too strong! It was too amazing! Li Wei is awesome!"

"Perfect! That combo just now was too perfect! He's so handsome!"

"Is this the perfect combination of vitality and fighting style?!"

"Li Wei finally exploded with his full strength! Amazing!"

The burst of cheers finally woke the referee up! The judge's jaw dropped, and his body twitched as if he had just woken up from a dream. He quickly ran to the field side to check on Xiao Ming's condition.

Xiao Ming could not move, as if a rock was crushing him. Pain filled every nerve of his. Although it was only a difference of one vitality point, it was enough to determine the winner.

Moreover, Li Wei's fighting skills had long surpassed the standard of a high school student. Xiao Ming was convinced of his defeat. Then, his vision blurred, and he fainted.

After the judge determined that he had fainted and could no longer fight, he declared the outcome. "The winner of the semi-final is... Li Wei!"

Then, another wave of tsunami-like roars erupted. "Li Wei! Li Wei! Li Wei! Li Wei..."

The audience cheered Li Wei's name in the most primitive way possible. However, these were merely those who supported Li Wei and did not participate in the bet.

As for the audience who had bet on Xiao Ming winning, their faces turned pale. They had no idea that Xiao Ming, who had the upper hand initially, would lose so quickly! This time, their experience cost them, as they placed their wager on the wrong individual.

Meanwhile, the crowd in the VIP area was once again shocked.

"Li Wei won again? What's the background of this kid?"

"Motherf*cker! Wrong again! What the hell?"

"This kid's vitality is actually around 9 points? I've underestimated him!"

"Mr. Han! Did you know anything about this beforehand?"

"..."

Rather than saying that these rich and powerful people were angry because they had placed the wrong bet, it was better to say that they could not understand Li Wei. In an era where martial artists were respected, status and benefits needed to be fought for with strength. 

However, despite being so strong, Li Wei had not entered a single competition in the past three years, much less done anything to make himself known.

Any other player with such impressive credentials would be eager to be interviewed daily, appear on television, and come up with ways to generate money. Li Wei's demeanor was in stark contrast to that of the other contenders. Every one of his resumes was a blank piece of paper.

As a result of this unusually modest profile, many folks were baffled. "Why did he not join in the competition earlier? Has he kept his strength hidden for so long?"

Despite Han Tianlin's efforts, he could not come up with an explanation. He pulled out his phone and adjusted Li Wei's odds for tomorrow's semi-final.

He was well-informed at this point and was forced to re-formulate all of the bookmaker's plans. Li Wei had utterly shattered the balance of the Fist of Hope competition!