Chapter 83: Graceful Butterfly

“Bro, well done! Dying under the peony, even as a ghost you’d be charming. It’s totally fine to lose intentionally to Younger Sister Ningshuang. We support you.”

“Younger Sister Ningshuang should be the number one among the freshmen. We support Younger Sister Ningshuang for the championship.”

“You’re awesome, junior! I like a guy like you who knows how to cherish beauty.”

…

Hearing the cheers around him, Jiang Xincheng was stunned for a moment, then he smiled slightly. They really were university students after all—they didn’t care too much about fame, profit, or power, but threw everything aside for a beauty. But he wouldn’t act like that.

What Jiang Xincheng didn’t expect was that while he was still thinking he wouldn’t go easy if he met Xuanyuan Ningshuang, in the next round of draws, he drew number 1, and Xuanyuan Ningshuang drew number 5. The two of them ended up as opponents.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful Xuanyuan Ningshuang on the platform, Jiang Xincheng smiled slightly. A blush crossed Xuanyuan Ningshuang’s jade-like face, clearly a little embarrassed. “In the previous two rounds, I encountered two opponents from the Bone Training Realm, but both of them conceded. That’s how I, with only Late Tendon Training Stage strength, was able to come before you. Not like you, who fought your way into the top five with real punches.”

“Looks can be a weapon too,” Jiang Xincheng said with a laugh. “But my goal isn’t small, so I won’t go easy this time.”

“Even though the two of them let me into the top five, I don’t really like it. Thank you for not going easy on me,” Xuanyuan Ningshuang replied with a radiant smile, raising her small fist. “I’ve practiced an ancient boxing style called Butterfly Fist. Please give me some guidance, Xincheng.”

Jiang Xincheng was taken aback, then said, “I can certainly give you some pointers.”

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Ningshuang had already thrown a punch toward him. Jiang Xincheng dodged it easily and casually swung a punch toward Xuanyuan Ningshuang’s waist. “That punch was a bit too high. If my speed were a little faster, I could knock you down with one punch.”

Under Xuanyuan Ningshuang’s astonished gaze, Jiang Xincheng casually tapped her waist and withdrew his hand, leaving Xuanyuan Ningshuang stunned. “Xincheng, have you learned Butterfly Fist too?”

“I’ve learned a bit and have a fair understanding of this boxing style,” Jiang Xincheng replied with a smile. “Go ahead and use Butterfly Fist. If there are any issues, I’ll point them out.”

The Origin Force Combat Skill Butterfly Sword Art evolved from Butterfly Fist, so it would be strange if Jiang Xincheng didn’t understand Butterfly Fist.

Hearing Jiang Xincheng’s words, Xuanyuan Ningshuang bit her rosy lips. “Then I’ll trouble you, Xincheng. Butterfly Fist is the strongest boxing style I’ve mastered.”

After speaking, Xuanyuan Ningshuang charged at Jiang Xincheng again, her small fist aiming straight for his shoulder.

“That punch was a bit stale, a little slow. Others might counterattack when your move is too predictable, and then you’d definitely lose.”

“Butterfly Fist is a delicate boxing style focused on technique. It’s best not to go head-on. Even though this punch is a direct thrust, it doesn’t mean you have to clash head-on. You could strike from the side, catching the opponent off guard and hitting their vital spot directly.”

“This punch of yours is too light. Feints aren’t done like that. If someone seizes the chance to strike into your feint, what would you do?”

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Xuanyuan Ningshuang’s Butterfly Fist had quite a few flaws, of course, this was relative to Jiang Xincheng, who had extremely rich practical experience and deep knowledge of Butterfly Fist. An ordinary Primordial Warrior wouldn’t be able to spot so many issues.

Naturally, Xuanyuan Ningshuang also knew how valuable Jiang Xincheng’s guidance was—every word was a gem. So she listened very attentively, fully displaying every move of the Butterfly Fist she had practiced in front of Jiang Xincheng, accepting his instruction.

Jiang Xincheng wasn’t stingy either. Xuanyuan Ningshuang was Lin Anan’s roommate and close friend, and the two of them had built a bit of a rapport. Teaching her some secrets of Butterfly Fist was no big deal.

Jiang Xincheng had mastered so many Origin Force Combat Skills; he wouldn’t selfishly guard an ordinary boxing style.

The spectators could also see what was happening. Jiang Xincheng was actually instructing Xuanyuan Ningshuang in a boxing style. Both of them were using Butterfly Fist: Xuanyuan Ningshuang attacked freely, while Jiang Xincheng countered each move, demonstrating the secrets of Butterfly Fist to her while pointing out her weaknesses.

Both used Butterfly Fist, and since they weren’t fiercely fighting, it looked extremely beautiful. Butterfly Fist was known for its technique and elegance; when executed to its peak, it resembled a dancing butterfly fluttering among flowers, captivating the heart and mind.

On the platform, the two of them were like two butterflies, entwined and swaying freely, indescribably light and beautiful. It made the onlookers dizzy with fascination, their eyes unconsciously fixed on Jiang Xincheng and Xuanyuan Ningshuang’s stage.

“So beautiful! I never expected a match could reach this level—truly a perfect pair. It’s the first time I’ve seen such an exciting fight.”

“We have to record this—every angle, every expression, every movement. Don’t miss a single detail. This is an unprecedented Divine Grade scene. Once broadcast, it will definitely cause a sensation.”

“Could there really be something between Xuanyuan Ningshuang and Jiang Xincheng? Their coordination is too perfect—back and forth, advancing and retreating, left and right. This is clearly the Love Fist style. Without countless practices together, how could they perform such beautiful boxing? The so-called guidance is just to make the boxing look better. They must have something going on.”

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The discussions in the stands gradually grew louder. Many media outlets focused their attention here, cameras clicking nonstop. The higher-ups of Tianhai University and the over thousand forces from across the alliance naturally noticed and watched as well.

The Centurion from the Flourishing Tang Empire watched Jiang Xincheng effortlessly and casually instruct Xuanyuan Ningshuang in the boxing style and nodded in satisfaction. He was a promising seedling; it seemed they needed to hurry and push, striving to get him to join the Flourishing Tang Empire.

To possess such strength and combat ability as a freshman was rare even in the Flourishing Tang Empire. It was said that almost all forces had extended olive branches to Jiang Xincheng these past few days, showing how high this student’s talent and aptitude were. If they delayed any longer and another force snatched him away, it would be frustrating.

Jiang Xincheng didn’t know that this Centurion from the Flourishing Tang Empire had already taken a liking to him and had reported his situation in detail to the Flourishing Tang Empire. Once Jiang Xincheng passed their review, he could join the Flourishing Tang Empire and achieve his goal.

Right now, Jiang Xincheng was still striving hard, aiming to perform even better, hoping to smoothly enter the Flourishing Tang Empire.

And at this moment, after nearly an hour of intense combat, the two had gone through the Butterfly Fist routines several times, and this match was drawing to a close.