"Tai Chi...well...a Tai Chi...it is truly a peerless martial art that is unparalleled in the world..."
Wang Zhiyi lay weakly on the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth, but stared at Su Yin and laughed. However, because he was seriously injured and his breath was unstable, he spoke intermittently.
"You...are the real...grandmaster. And I...just live up to my reputation..."
Wang Zhiyi looked at the sky, breathing heavily, and all kinds of feelings flooded into his heart. He had always regarded himself as a martial arts master, but only today did he realize how superficial he is. There are many great people in the world, but he is a frog at the bottom of the well.
"I am not a master, I just stand on the shoulders of giants."
Su Yin said calmly.
She is indeed not a grandmaster. To be called a grandmaster is to establish a sect, create a line of inheritance, and be passed down through the ages. And she, Su Yin, although her martial arts attainments are not low, she only inherits the essence of her predecessors.
No, you can’t be a master.
On the tower, Yu Wensheng stood up suddenly, his pupils tightened, and his eyes were filled with shock. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Wang Zhiyi did not give in to Su Ziyin, but instead tried his best.
But he lost and was seriously injured. It can only be described as a miserable defeat.
Su Ziyin, on the other hand, was calm, breathing calmly, and his face was calm, as if nothing happened at all.
He knew Wang Zhiyi's abilities well, and even if it were him, he would not be able to defeat him so easily.
How did Su Ziyin, a little girl, do it?
Yuan Wenxuan also stood up, looking at Su Ziyin who was unharmed and Wang Zhiyi who was lying motionless on the ground, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
She is so powerful! Let alone her daughter, there are probably not many men in the world who can compare with her.
Yuan Yi also looked shocked, with incredible color in his eyes.
He suddenly remembered a scene. That day, the goddess became angry and massacred hundreds of officers and soldiers from the city tower to the city wall. The corpses were everywhere and blood flowed into rivers. That kind of skill and courage were rare in the world.
Shocking.
Moreover, she is also a girl, could it be...could it be...
Yuan Yi's body trembled slightly, and the crazy thoughts in his mind made him inexplicably excited and frightened. If that was true, what did it mean?
Prime Minister Su Shizong also widened his eyes. He had never thought that his son from a remote town could actually have such great abilities. Compared with her, her two sons in Jindu were simply useless.
All the ministers of the Yuan Kingdom looked at each other in astonishment, all of them grinning from ear to ear in surprise. Su Ziyin had always been the image of a handsome young man. Regardless of his appearance or figure, he was in line with the standards of a handsome young man.
It is strange for such a person to be a military attache, but he didn't expect that such a terrifying power was hidden under his thin body.
No wonder Su Ziyin was able to become the captain of the Xiaoqi Camp, and it was not unreasonable for him to be so highly regarded by the emperor.
As for Princess Xiyue, her face was frighteningly pale, with no blood on her face. Su Ziyin actually won, she actually won...
After Wang Zhiyi fell, the school grounds fell into a moment of silence. The next moment, shocking cheers suddenly sounded, and the sound formed a wave and dispersed the clouds in the sky.
Hundreds of thousands of Yuan people were cheering and shouting that General Su was powerful.
Who would have thought that Su Ziyin, who was small and not very impressive, would actually win, and win so handsomely.
"Princess, then...that Master Su Ziyin...is so...so powerful..."
On the attic, Xiaohuan covered her mouth, eyes widened, looking with admiration at the figure standing proudly in white on the school field.