Chapter 71: Analyzing Combat Videos 2

The first video file name is: One, Warrior Stage 6 of Kong Sheng Academy vs. Warrior Stage 6 of Xuantian Gate.

That is Lin Xin and Zhao Renwu.

As soon as the video footage appeared, Lin Xin and Zhao Renwu stood proudly facing each other, exchanging their personal details.

Name, age, cultivation level, hometown...

Although Cang Luo filmed from a distance and captured no sound, when the video was zoomed in, the Feng Lin Huo Shan team was startled to see the combatants' appearances.

Someone uncertainly said: "They're just kids, right? I'd guess they're no more than fifteen or sixteen."

The person beside him nodded, then asked in confusion: "How can someone so young become a Warrior? At that age, on Earth they'd be a Gao Zhongsheng, playing video games."

The group joked around, since Cang Luo hadn't indicated who would win, so everyone speculated on the outcome; many even joked that the loser would treat everyone to late-night snacks.

Normally, most people would assume the Xuantian Gate boy would win—men are stronger than women, an eternal truth.

But this was Earth's truth, not the truth of Yuanwu Continent.

The video was short—from the exchange of names and cultivation levels to Zhao Renwu's defeat by Lin Xin, it lasted only seconds; the group hadn't even gotten their fill before it ended.

"Is this what an alien Warrior is like? Not impressive at all!"

"Yeah, punch and palm, no different from a street brawl."

"Feels less exciting than Cang Luo's fight with the beast..."

The Feng Lin Huo Shan team had expected to see martial arts masters exchanging moves like in a wuxia film, but the fight ended in one round—they were instantly disappointed, even dismissive.

The only surprising and pleasing thing was that the Kong Sheng Academy girl won; the stronger Kong Sheng Academy becomes, the more beneficial it will be for Huaxia when the two worlds connect.

But amateurs watch the spectacle; experts watch the technique.

Li Weiguo frowned and said: "Didn't that little Kong Sheng Academy girl land at least twenty palms in an instant? So fast!"

"Thirty-two palms!" replied Leng Jian, sitting to his right.

"Thirty-two palms?!"

Li Weiguo was startled—he thought he'd been conservative, but he'd still underestimated; stunned, he turned and asked: "Leng Jian, what's your assessment of their combat power?"

Leng Jian said calmly: "Give me a gun, and I can kill as many of these alien Warriors as there are."

"Hmm."

Li Weiguo nodded calmly; he too thought alien Warriors at Warrior Stage were nothing special—any fully armed soldier from the Feng Lin Huo Shan combat team could easily handle them.

At that moment, Zhang Baojia suddenly asked: "What if unarmed?"

Leng Jian paused, then said solemnly: "Their speed and strength surpass mine. In a direct confrontation, I have only a thirty percent chance of winning; with a surprise attack, ninety percent."

"Thirty percent?!"

Li Weiguo stared at Leng Jian in shock—this was the most elite warrior in all of Huaxia, and he had only a thirty percent chance against an alien child at the lowest rank?

Zhang Baojia was also deeply startled, speaking with utmost solemnity: "Alien Warriors are divided into ten stages—this... is merely the lowest stage."

He paused, then exhaled, feigning ease: "Thankfully, we have guns—and atomic bombs..."

The two hundred-plus staff of Feng Lin Huo Shan were equally stunned; they knew Leng Jian was the kind of man who could take on ten grown men at once.

Yet even such a master had only a thirty percent chance against an alien kid?

The group immediately shed their dismissiveness, watching the looping video with solemn attention.

After a long silence, Li Weiguo ordered: "Play the second video!"

The second video's file name is: Two, Warrior Stage 7 of Kong Sheng Academy vs. Warrior Stage 8 of Xuantian Gate.

Before the video even began, the group felt curious upon seeing the file name—the combatants' cultivation levels weren't equal.

Everyone's interest surged, hoping this match would be more exciting and more visually compelling than the last.

The video began playing; when the Feng Lin Huo Shan team seated before the large screen saw the combatants appear, they all protested on behalf of the Kong Sheng Academy fighter.

Because they saw the Kong Sheng Academy fighter was a thin, dark-skinned boy who looked malnourished, while his opponent from Xuantian Gate was a fat man weighing two or three hundred jin.

The two fighters weren't even in the same weight class—if this were a street brawl, the lighter fighter would be instantly crushed by the heavier one.

Moreover, the Kong Sheng Academy fighter's cultivation was one stage lower than the Xuantian Gate fighter's—this was clearly not a fair match.

Was this the legendary challenge across levels?

At that moment, many lost their fondness for Xuantian Gate, believing they were bullying the weak, and grew even more hostile toward Cang Luo, who belonged to Xuantian Gate.

As Huaxia people, the group still hoped Kong Sheng Academy would win.

Then the match began—the fat man launched the first attack, charging at the thin, dark boy like a bull; everyone watched with trepidation.

They believed the outcome was a foregone conclusion—the dark boy from Kong Sheng Academy would surely lose; they only hoped he could lose with dignity, not disgrace Kong Sheng's name.

They watched tensely as the dark boy stood ready, hoping he could dodge the fat man's assault and not lose too quickly.

But something unexpected happened—the dark boy from Kong Sheng Academy effortlessly dodged the fat man's attack, then knocked him to the ground with only three punches...

At this point, because Cang Luo had moved closer to film, everyone also heard Sima Ling and Wang Fuhai's conversation, learning their names, and that Sima Ling's three punches were called Zhen Yang Quan.

The group rejoiced that Sima Ling had defeated Wang Fuhai across levels, and were stunned by the alien Warriors' combat power.

The group thrilled at Kong Sheng Academy's strength, and felt pride that Kong Sheng Academy was connected to Huaxia.

The group eagerly anticipated that once the two worlds connected, they could immediately begin cultivation and become Warriors...

The video continued looping; Li Weiguo said solemnly: "Leng Jian..."

Leng Jian frowned, watching Sima Ling's offensive movements for a long time, then shook his head: "If I faced him directly, I'd have no chance of winning—the bullets probably wouldn't even hit him."

"Moreover, he said in the video that Zhen Yang Quan has the effect of striking through mountains to hit oxen—so even if I wore the most advanced armor, one punch would shatter my internal organs."

Li Weiguo and Zhang Baojia exchanged glances, each seeing terror in the other's eyes, deeply shaken by the alien Warriors' power.

Zhang Baojia said gravely: "Even the lowest-ranked Warrior has this power—what terrifying existence would the highest-ranked Martial Saint, comparable to gods, be?"

If they invade Earth next year, how will we defend ourselves?

As Cang Luo said, if they send just one Warrior like a superhuman, I think they could destroy Earth."

Li Weiguo remained silent.

Cold Sword remained silent as well; he stared at Sima Ling in the video, his fists clenched tightly on his thighs. The power of otherworldly Wu Shi did not make him fear, but instead excited him.

Cold Sword looked forward to the two worlds connecting, looking forward to fighting otherworldly Wu Shi!

He was a warrior, a born warrior, the strongest warrior of Huaxia!

No matter who the enemy was, as long as they dared to violate Huaxia's territory, he would crush them!

Even if he could not prevail, he would still fight!

The heavy conversation among the three big shots made the people behind them feel deeply worried.

Facing such an enemy, is the nuclear weapon the only option?

But that good-for-nothing Cang Luo had said that if nuclear weapons could not be used in the otherworld, they would be meaningless.

After a long while, Li Weiguo ordered again: "Play the third video..."

The filename of the third video was: Three, Confucius Academy Warrior Stage 7 vs. Profound Tianmen Warrior Stage 7.

The video began to play; everyone saw that Sima Ling had not left, declaring he would continue to fight the third match, and even challenge a Warrior Stage 9 disciple of Profound Tianmen.

Everyone immediately admired Sima Ling, while at the same time looking down on Profound Tianmen a little more.

It seemed that although both were Imperial-level sects, there were still differences in strength.

The disciples of Confucius Academy were far superior to the disciples of Profound Tianmen in attire, spirit, and strength.

The video was still playing; the Profound Tianmen side had not yet selected a disciple to fight.

Everyone felt Profound Tianmen had chickened out; a Warrior Stage 8 couldn't beat a Warrior Stage 7, so this time they would probably have to send out a Warrior Stage 9 to win, right? But the video filename stated both sides were Warrior Stage 7.

What is Profound Tianmen trying to do?

Is this Warrior Stage 7 stronger than the fat Warrior Stage 8 from the previous match?

Or do they think that sending out a disciple with the same cultivation level, even if they lose, won't be so shameful?

Just as the Feng Lin Huo Shan crowd was secretly mocking Profound Tianmen, a commotion suddenly arose in the crowd on the Profound Tianmen side in the video.

Then, a young man with a scruffy beard and somewhat messy hair walked onto the field, standing opposite Sima Ling from a distance...