Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

First move: Blazing Flames Burn the Sky!

Starting stance, the staff moves like a dragon!

The second move: Wildfire Spreads!

When stacked on top of each other, the power is multiplied!

The third move: Wild Dance of Fire Serpents!

The staff's shadow is cunning, blocking any escape!

Fourth move: Fire Rain Meteor!

The shadows of the sticks multiplied, covering all directions!

Fifth move: Fire Dragon Slaughter!

Several staff shadows intertwined like fire dragons, annihilating everything in their path!

The sixth move: Burn the mountain and boil the sea!

The terrifying power of the previous five moves combined was fully incorporated into this single strike.

The purplish-gold flames seemed poised to melt the arena!

Each blow was more powerful and faster than the last!

The purple-gold flames and the dark purple destructive lightning collided, exploded, and annihilated wildly on the arena!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each collision unleashed a deafening roar and a terrifying energy shockwave.

The impact caused the energy shields surrounding the arena to vibrate violently, as if they were about to shatter at any moment!

Xiao Qing's expression was cold and stern. He gripped his sword with both hands and slashed at Lei Lin, who was not yet fully charged!

The dark purple lightning blade and the purple-gold flame staff clashed fiercely!

boom--!!!!!!!!!

An indescribably terrifying explosion!

The purple and dark purple light engulfed the entire arena, so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes!

The violent shockwave spread outwards like a tsunami.

The shock caused several students who were too close to the edge of the ring to stagger backward!

The light dissipated.

On the arena, Chen Xing leaned on his Sky-Splitting Staff, breathing slightly heavily.

His purplish-gold pupils slowly returned to a deep black, and his imposing figure returned to its original state.

Only a trace of the purplish-gold color remained at the roots of the hair.

His combat uniform was torn in several places, revealing his pale golden skin underneath.

Blood seeped out in some places, but his breathing remained calm.

Opposite him, Xiao Qing knelt on one knee, his right hand gripping the long, black sword, the tip of which was stuck in the ground to support his body.

His white outfit was charred and tattered, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale.

His breathing was disordered, and the web of his right hand, which was gripping the hilt of the knife, was split open, with blood dripping down the hilt.

He raised his head, his deep purple eyes looking at Chen Xing.

The fierce fighting spirit that had been in his eyes was gone, replaced only by complex shock.

Exhaustion, and a hint of... relief.

Chen Xing put away the Sky-Splitting Cudgel, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Xiao Qing, and said calmly, "You flatter me."

Xiao Qing looked at him and remained silent for a few seconds.

Suddenly, he grinned, revealing teeth stained with blood.

He laughed, his laughter a little hoarse, but with a sense of joy:

"That was satisfying. You won."

He leaned on his long sword and slowly stood up. Although his steps were a little unsteady, his back remained straight.

He sheathed his sword, nodded to Chen Xing, and spoke with a hint of emotion:

"With a monster like you in freshman year, this year's college league... is going to be interesting."

After saying that, he didn't say anything more, turned around, and jumped off the stage.

He parted the crowd, his steps slightly unsteady.

But his back remained straight as a knife, gradually disappearing in the direction of the exit of the complex.

Below the arena, there was a deathly silence.

It took a good five or six seconds before the crowd exploded like a lit powder keg!

The murmurs, exclamations, and incredulous screams nearly lifted the dome of the complex!

"Seven moves! Chen Xing defeated Senior Xiao Qing in just seven moves!"

"Senior Xiao Qing is among the top five in the sophomore year's combat rankings! He's a ruthless guy who's killed a fourth-tier demonic beast!"

"Chen Xing's final form... was terrifying! His aura surged from the lower level of the third realm to the peak of the third realm!"

"Hair color change, eye color change, body size explosion... This is definitely not something that can be explained by an S-rank talent!"

"His talent has definitely evolved! From S-rank to SS-rank! It must be!"

"SS-level talent?! My god! Is Shenzhen Martial Arts University about to produce an SS-level genius?!"

"Dark Blood Asura... lives up to its name! Too powerful!"

Lin Moyan finally recovered from his petrified state. He rushed onto the stage and grabbed Chen Xing's arm.

Looking him up and down, his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief:

"Brother Xing! What... what was that just now?!"

"When did you become so fierce?! And your hair! Your eyes!"

"How come it's back to normal?! Your...your talent has really evolved?!"

Chen Xing glanced at him and said calmly, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Xiao Xiao floated over and whispered to Lin Moyan, "Brother Moyan, don't ask anymore."

"Brother Xing's talent... must be kept secret."

Lin Moyan's mouth opened into an "O" shape again, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

Chen Xing ignored the shocked Lin Moyan and the surrounding commotion.

……

I just walked out of the main hall.

Before the clamor of discussion had completely faded away, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Chen Xing took out his phone, and on the screen was a message from Lu Ya.

As always, it's concise and direct, with an unquestionable tone:

"Come to my office. Now."

Chen Xing put away his phone and looked at the person next to him who was still struggling with the "Qiu Wenwen incident".

Lin Moyan, who kept talking, said:

"My teacher wants to see me."

"Why don't you walk around the campus with Xiao Xiao first and get familiar with the environment?"

"Huh? Teacher Lu Ya is looking for you?"

Lin Moyan was taken aback, then his face showed curiosity and a hint of longing.

"Brother Xing, can I...can I go with you?"

"I also want to meet the legendary War God Lu Ya..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Xiao popped out of the recorder chip with a "whoosh".

She flew to Lin Moyan, put her hands on her hips, and struck a pose that said, "Leave it to me."

"Brother Mo Yan! Let's go! Brother Xing has important business to attend to, let's not disturb him!"

"I'll take you to the coolest, most stylish, and most fun place at Wuhan University in Shenzhen!"

"I guarantee you'll be amazed and it will be well worth the trip! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧"

He finished speaking without waiting for Lin Moyan's agreement.

With a wave of her small hand, Xiao Xiao created a pale blue holographic arrow in the air.

Pointing in another direction, she flew off in that direction first.

Lin Moyan looked reluctant, staring longingly at Chen Xing, muttering to herself:

"Brother Xing, you're abandoning me again... I also want to meet your teacher and see just how 'crazy' he really is..."

Chen Xing ignored him and turned around.

He walked straight toward the main building of the War Academy, his steps steady and decisive.

Lin Moyan watched Chen Xing's departing figure, then looked at Xiao Xiao urging him on from the air.

He finally sighed and resignedly slung his broken wooden guitar over his shoulder.

He caught up with Xiao Xiao:

"Let's go! Xiao Xiao, if you dare take me to any boring place..."

"I...I'll uninstall you from Brother Xing's dashcam!"

"Hehehe, you wouldn't do that! (￣▽￣)~*"

Xiao Xiao made a face and led Lin Moyan away.

They quickly disappeared down another path on campus.

……

The vice president's office is on the top floor of the main building of the War Academy.

Chen Xing knocked on the door.

"Come in." Lu Ya's lazy voice came from inside.

Chen Xing pushed open the door and entered.

The office was large, but simply furnished, even somewhat cluttered.

Several huge tactical maps hung on the wall, marked with various complex symbols and lines.

A large solid wood desk was placed near the window.

Several documents were piled up on the desktop.

And a strangely shaped metal ornament.

Lu Ya sat in the large leather swivel chair behind his desk.

Today he was wearing a flashy floral shirt with a flaming skull pattern.

The top two buttons were undone, revealing a small patch of his muscular chest.

She wore faded beach shorts and black flip-flops.

He had an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, held between two fingers.

His other hand tapped unconsciously on the table.

He raised his eyelids when he saw Chen Xing enter.

She looked him up and down, raising her eyebrows almost imperceptibly.

Then, with the finger holding the cigarette, he pointed to the chair opposite the desk.

"sit."

Chen Xing sat down as instructed, keeping his back straight.

He looked at Lu Ya calmly.

Lu Ya took the cigarette out of his mouth, twirled it between his fingers twice, but didn't light it.

Those eyes, which always carried a hint of cynicism, were now sharp as knives.

They firmly locked onto Chen Xing.

It was as if they wanted to see right through him, inside and out.

"The one at the gymnasium,"

Lu Ya spoke, his voice not loud, yet it carried an invisible pressure.

"I watched the recording. From the moment you jumped into the ring."

"It took one minute and seventeen seconds, seven moves, until that kid Xiao Qing admitted defeat and left."

He paused, then leaned forward slightly.

Staring into Chen Xing's eyes, he asked, word by word:

"Your final form..."

"His aura skyrocketed from the lower level of the third realm to the peak of the third realm. His hair, eyes, and even his body shape changed."

"That aura, that sense of oppression... that's definitely not something an ordinary S-rank talent could achieve."

"I've taught students for so many years, and I've seen quite a few S-level talents."

"No one is as wicked as you."

"Tell me, what happened?"