Being forced to grow like a pig? But I'm immune to the consequences!

Some trainees secretly glanced at Tawen.

Sure enough, Tavin frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on Xue Yufeng, a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

But as an instructor, he didn't say anything.

"Outer-city bastards." Wu Sheng repeated these four words.

His gaze was icy as he stared at Xue Yufeng.

"Very well. You will soon become—worse than even a lowly outcast."

The next moment, Wu Sheng rushed towards Xue Yufeng!

The speed of the fifth level of Body Tempering erupted completely, without any reservation. A punch was thrown at Xue Yufeng's face, so fast that Xue Yufeng had no time to react and could only hurriedly raise his arm to block.

But Wu Sheng's strength was greater than he had imagined.

With a level five body tempering skill, plus intermediate-level fighting techniques, the fist slammed into Xue Yufeng's blocking arm like a heavy hammer, causing his entire body to tremble and a sharp pain to shoot through his shoulder.

Immediately following, the second move arrived. A punch slammed towards Xue Yufeng's ribs. Xue Yufeng tried to block, but was a step too slow. The fist landed squarely on his ribs, and with a muffled groan, his body curled into a shrimp-like position.

Wu Sheng's offensive was as smooth as flowing water. He struck Xue Yufeng in the chest with an elbow strike, then changed his move to a grappling move—grabbing the shoulder, locking the wrist, and suddenly exerting force from the lower body, he slammed Xue Yufeng heavily onto the ring with an over-the-shoulder throw!

"Bang!"

A loud crash echoed from the arena. Xue Yufeng felt as if all the bones in his body were about to shatter, and pain surged through his limbs and bones.

Xue Yufeng, whose fighting skills were not bad, knew that if Wu Sheng suppressed him like this, he was finished. He wanted to defend, but he couldn't match Wu Sheng's speed and strength—so he had no choice but to admit defeat.

But they've only exchanged a few blows? He really didn't want to, afraid of losing face.

In that brief moment of hesitation, it was already too late.

He opened his mouth to shout that he was about to admit defeat—

Wu Sheng's fist struck him hard in the mouth like lightning!

That punch shoved the words Xue Yufeng was about to say back into his mouth. He felt like his front teeth were broken, and his mouth was full of blood.

From the audience, Tavin did not immediately stop it.

In this situation, the outcome was already decided, but he didn't call a halt. The other instructors, seeing that Tavin didn't speak, also remained silent.

They wouldn't risk alienating their colleagues over a student they had no connection with.

What's with this "outer city" and "inner city" distinction? You'll understand once you're in the department. Unless there's a huge difference in family background, this whole "outer city" and "inner city" thing is utter nonsense.

On the stage, after successfully preventing Xue Yufeng from admitting defeat, Wu Sheng swiftly grabbed his wrist.

One twist.

"Click—"

A crisp sound that only the two of them could hear.

Xue Yufeng's face was contorted, his eyes wide, and veins bulging, looking like he was in extreme pain. He wanted to scream, to admit defeat, but Wu Sheng covered his mouth tightly with his other hand.

Everyone in the audience could see it clearly.

For a moment, everyone was stunned by Wu Sheng's ruthlessness.

Xue Yufeng's wrist was twisted completely—not a simple fracture, but a severe and destructive break. Even for a martial artist with a strong physique, recovery would be extremely difficult. As a result, it's highly likely that Xue Yufeng is now crippled during his training.

No one expected that Wu Sheng would actually cripple Xue Yufeng when he said he would.

Even those in the top eight couldn't help but frown. This approach was far too ruthless; it was tantamount to ruining someone's future.

Looking at Xue Yufeng on the stage, Liu Zhen sighed inwardly—Xue Yufeng was probably going to have to leave their circle of the top eight.

A hint of wariness crept into Ellis's eyes. Wu Sheng's actions were simply too ruthless.

Xu Fei's heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't help but recall the time Wu Sheng stabbed him in the shoulder in the outer city settlement.

That slash was equally ruthless!

He suddenly felt a sense of relief—relief that he hadn't challenged Wu Sheng earlier.

Otherwise, given the deep-seated hatred between him and Wu Sheng, if they really started fighting, even with Ta Wen present, Wu Sheng probably wouldn't let him go.

For a moment, Xu Fei's vigilance towards Wu Sheng reached its peak. He was genuinely afraid, worried that this ruthless character might do something to him.

"I need to contact you again, brother, and find a way to get rid of Wu Sheng—we can't let him live any longer."

Zhao Dele and the others frowned as they watched.

"I never expected Wu Sheng to be so ruthless," Zhang Lin said in a low voice.

Soguli also sighed, "Wu Sheng usually seems quiet and reserved, and doesn't seem like the kind of person who would be ruthless. I really didn't expect him to be so ruthless, and also so courageous."

To be honest, if it were him, he would hesitate about whether to cripple Xue Yufeng—that would be tantamount to creating a life-or-death feud that would be difficult to resolve.

"Isn't what Mr. Wu is doing a bit inappropriate? Aren't you afraid of retaliation?"

"Retaliation? How can they retaliate? Are Xue Yufeng's family members really going to storm the martial arts academy?"

"What can you do by storming the training ground? Kill Wu Sheng? Are you kidding me? Coming to the martial arts academy's training ground to harm students is just asking for trouble."

"But doing this is ultimately not a good idea. With such a deep-seated enmity between the two sides, who knows what might happen in the future?"

"That's a matter for the future."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Cheng Mingyuan and the others at the advanced training ground were also somewhat surprised to see this.

"Mingyuan, isn't that Wu Sheng the one who often sparred with you at night?" someone asked.

"That's right." Cheng Mingyuan nodded.

"That's ruthless enough."

"A person like that would make a decent henchman if kept around."

"Moreover, these outsiders are penniless and can only numb themselves with things like loyalty. So as long as you treat them well, they will be loyal and easy to control."

"That's right, he'd be willing to risk his life for you."

"Looks like Mingyuan, you've been planning this all along, hahaha!"

The group took turns offering their opinions.

However, their words veered in a different direction, carrying with them the unique evaluation methods of these advanced training ground students.

These words, however, made Cheng Mingyuan frown slightly.

He valued Wu Sheng's talent and character, but he never intended to exploit Wu Sheng. He genuinely admired Wu Sheng.

"Alright, that's enough," he interrupted them.

Upon hearing this, the group seemed to understand something and quickly laughed, "Alright, alright, we won't say anymore. Look at our mouths!"

"What if someone hears me saying that?"

"Mingyuan, we were in the wrong this time."

These words made Cheng Mingyuan frown again. But he couldn't say anything more, because he understood that to these people, ordinary training ground students, as long as they didn't become martial artists, were just there to be used.

On the ring, Wu Sheng had just broken Xue Yufeng's arm, but his movements didn't stop. His gaze fell on the opponent's thigh.

At this moment, Xue Yufeng completely panicked. His eyes revealed terror, and he opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but no sound came out.

If his thigh is also ruined, he's truly finished.

Fortunately, at that moment, Tawen, who was in the audience, called a halt in time.

"Alright, stop now, the outcome is decided."

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