[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha":3,"chapter-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-19":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Global High Martial Arts, Starting Off with a Sharingan",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2318747,4534,"Chapter 19","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-19",19,"\u003Cp>Wang Teng seized the opportunity to charge forward and punched Zhang Lei in the chest; his fist carried a gust of force, sending Zhang Lei stumbling back three steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do Itachi think Fat Boy’s two weeks of physical training were wasted?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Flame Palm!” Zhang Lei gathered fire in his palm and slammed it toward Wang Teng, but Wang Teng was ready—he sidestepped and shouted, “Forbidden Spell: Seal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rune pattern wrapped around Zhang Lei, freezing him in place. Wang Teng immediately closed in and smashed a punch into Zhang Lei’s shoulder: “Yield!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Lei staggered to the ground, staring at Wang Teng with shock, then gritted his teeth: “I yield!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cheers erupted from the crowd below; Wang Teng grinned and gave Jiang Xia and Ye Lingxi a victory sign: “Old Xia, Lingxi, wasn’t that awesome?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the three could say more, the head referee’s voice rang out again: “Next match, singles round, first-year student Ye Lingxi versus first-year student Su Qing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as she stepped onto the arena, Su Qing lunged at Ye Lingxi like a gust of wind, her short blade glinting with cold light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lingxi calmly drew her bow and fired three ice arrows at the ground beneath her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ice arrows exploded on impact, instantly freezing a sheet of ice across the floor. Su Qing slipped, her speed sharply reduced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lingxi seized the opening and fired another ice arrow, striking Su Qing’s short blade precisely; ice crystals spread along the blade, freezing her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I yield!” Su Qing cried helplessly, staring at her frozen hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next came Jiang Xia’s singles match, against second-year senior Li Yan, mid-Expert realm, radiating powerful spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan looked at Jiang Xia with arrogance: “I heard Itachi’re good in a fight? Today Itachi’ll learn the gap between junior and senior!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The match began—Li Yan summoned lightning around him and hurled it at Jiang Xia. Jiang Xia’s eyes sharpened; his Sharingan spun as he sidestepped, tossing a shuriken marked with the Flying Thunder God seal toward the arena’s corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quick dodge!” Li Yan sneered, summoning more lightning arrows that forced Jiang Xia into a series of retreats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Flying Thunder God!” Jiang Xia timed his move perfectly—his body vanished and reappeared beside the shuriken in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan froze in place, still reacting, when Jiang Xia charged forward with the Kusanagi, its blade wrapped in white Chidori lightning: “My turn!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slashed at Li Yan’s shoulder; Li Yan hastily retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia threw another shuriken to pursue—“Shadow Clone Jutsu!” As Li Yan tried to sidestep, the shuriken split into dozens, shooting toward him from all sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s face turned pale; he hastily gathered lightning into a shield before him. “Clang! Clang! Clang!” Several shuriken slammed into the lightning shield, numbing his arms and cracking the shield with fine fissures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could stabilize, Jiang Xia’s voice sounded behind him: “Your focus is too weak, senior.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan spun around—two shadow clones emerged from behind Jiang Xia, all three raising Chidori-charged blades, striking at him simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lightning shield shattered completely; he could only watch helplessly as three bolts of lightning neared, rolling backward in panic—but still, the foremost bolt grazed his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the lightning struck, Li Yan felt his shoulder go numb; he staggered and crashed into the arena’s safety rope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could recover, Jiang Xia and his two shadow clones surrounded him in a triangle, their Chidori blades still crackling, making Li Yan’s face turn pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior, is this the gap Itachi were talking about?” Jiang Xia’s voice was calm, but it filled Li Yan with humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gritted his teeth, forcing his remaining spiritual energy to summon another lightning arrow—but as electric light flickered at his fingertips, Jiang Xia slashed his wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still resisting?” One shadow clone seized Li Yan’s arm, another pressed against his back, pinning him firmly in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original Jiang Xia raised the Kusanagi, pressing its tip against Li Yan’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I…” Li Yan struggled twice, feeling the electric sting at his throat, then yielded: “I yield!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head referee’s voice rang out immediately: “Winner of this match: first-year student Jiang Xia!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng shouted from the sidelines: “Old Xia, awesome!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lingxi smiled warmly and gave Jiang Xia a slight nod from the arena. Jiang Xia’s clones vanished; he extended a hand to Li Yan: “Thank Itachi, senior.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan stared at the offered hand, hesitated, then took it, his expression complex as he turned and walked off the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan stared at the offered hand, hesitated, then took it, his expression complex as he turned and walked off the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several more pairs competed, until the head referee picked up the microphone, his voice carrying through spiritual energy across the entire arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Congratulations to the winners who have advanced to the semifinals! All contestants, rest well and prepare for tomorrow’s semifinals!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Jiang Xia and the others prepared to leave, they glanced toward the arena exit and caught sight of Zhang Lei’s back—he was speaking with a male student in black athletic gear: Zhou Hao, the second-year who had won his preliminary match with absolute defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like Zhang Lei knows Zhou Hao,” Jiang Xia murmured. Wang Teng followed his gaze and snorted: “Who cares? If we face Zhou Hao tomorrow, I’ll hit him with a combo—he won’t stop it with that dirt shield.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked and talked, reaching the cafeteria, a voice called out: “Jiang Xia, please wait.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia turned to see a middle-aged man in a white shirt standing nearby, wearing the referee badge on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man stepped forward and handed him a slip of paper: “This is tomorrow’s semifinal matchup list—distributed early so Itachi can prepare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia took the paper and opened it:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Match One: Wang Teng vs. Zhou Hao\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Match Two: Ye Lingxi vs. Chen Yao\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Match Ten: Jiang Xia vs. Wang Shichen…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng leaned over to look, groaned: “No way! I’m really fighting Zhou Hao, the dirt turtle? Should’ve kept my mouth shut!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Lingxi also leaned in, pointing at the name on the list: “That guy was seventh in last year’s Grand Competition. In the entire second year, only one SSS-rank talent can outmatch him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng rubbed his temples, grimacing: “Guess we’ve got a lot of strategy to study tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia replied, “Alright,” and the three sat in a corner of the cafeteria with their trays, studying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, the semifinals began; the head referee stepped onto the arena and announced loudly: “Singles Semifinal Match One: first-year student Wang Teng versus second-year student Zhou Hao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hao stepped onto the arena slowly; his body radiated earth-yellow spiritual energy, and the stone tiles beneath his feet began to crack faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Wang Teng, voice calm: “I heard Itachi trained your physique for two weeks? Too bad—in the face of absolute power, such progress means nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough talk—watch how Fat Boy breaks through your turtle shell! Flame Seal: Affix!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng roared; crimson flames erupted around him, glowing runes swirling beneath his skin, his aura surging violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stomped the ground, denting the arena’s stone slabs, his body becoming a streak of fire as he lunged at Zhou Hao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Hao calmly raised his hand: “Stone Armor.” Earth-yellow spiritual energy instantly wrapped his entire body, hardening into thick rock armor that covered even his fingertips completely.\u003C\u002Fp>",1236,"2026-06-20T15:06:04.061Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d6dad68b3d95070ec9737343ab7df2ac6f19ff41c2b1bb8d9e9467be25c39c51","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-20","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-18",162,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-cover.jpg"]