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The news that the student council members had been dealt with spread like wildfire throughout the entire university in less than 10 minutes.

Students who were on break at the university all rushed over to watch the excitement.

The once spacious pond was now packed with people, three or four deep, and filled with a cacophony of voices.

Chen Xiaohu, wielding his spear, continued to unleash his attacks.

"Damn it, wasn't it you who called me a loser just now? I didn't care if you called me a loser before, but now you have to call me Tiger! You understand?"

"And you, you little purple-haired brat, were you pretending to be Tiger's mother just now? Someone like you is only fit to shine my boss's shoes!"

About 20 minutes later, another disturbance broke out in the crowd.

Jiang Qin, who was sitting on a bench with his eyes closed, opened them and looked at a person walking out of the crowd.

The newcomer was burly and two meters tall, with sharp eyes, and a red armband from the student council draped over one arm.

When he appeared, the crowd instinctively made way for him, their eyes filled with fear and respect.

Han Wenqing, the top student in the second year of Zhenling Academy.

When Han Wenqing was stationed in major cities during his third year, he was arguably the strongest fighter among the students of Zhenling Academy.

"Oh no, Chairman Han is really here. This kid is going to be in for a rough time."

"What's there to be afraid of? The six Spirit Sea Realm cultivators in the pond are no match for this newcomer, and Han Wenqing might not be able to win either."

"Huh? You're a freshman, aren't you? Those guys in the pond aren't even in the same league as Han Wenqing. Han Wenqing broke through to the Spirit Sea Realm just half a year after entering the academy, and reached the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm two months ago. If it weren't for consolidating his foundation and enhancing his combat power, he would have already broken through to the Divine Phase Realm!"

"What is the concept of a divine physiognomist? Even among third-year students, very few can defeat Han Wenqing."

"This is going to be quite a show! Will the old king continue to rule, or will the new king ascend the throne?"

While everyone was talking, Han Wenqing had already walked to the edge of the pond.

He calmly glanced at the student council members in the pond before looking at Jiang Qin, who stood with his arms crossed, and spoke in a steady voice:

"You are very good."

"Although those six were only among the weakest in the Spirit Sea Realm, they were still Spirit Sea Realm cultivators. The fact that you were able to take them down so easily is enough to demonstrate your strength."

"Are you interested in joining the student council? I can make an exception and offer you the position of vice president."

No one expected that Han Wenqing's first action upon arrival would not be to avenge his underlings, but rather to extend an olive branch to Jiang Qin.

Just when they thought Jiang Qin would agree, he shook his head:

"I'm not interested in being the vice president, but I am quite interested in the contribution points you've collected."

"Things have gotten out of hand big enough. How about we settle this with one move? If I lose, I'll accept whatever punishment I get. If I win, everyone in your student council has to give me half of their contribution points. What do you say?"

Han Wenqing's face turned cold, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

He nodded and said, "Okay."

He genuinely admired Jiang Qin; at least he couldn't achieve Jiang Qin's level when he was in the Spirit Guiding Realm.

Given enough time, he would certainly be no match for him. However, it is a pity that Jiang Qin is only at the Spirit Induction Realm. Since he is so arrogant, his senior would not mind teaching his junior a lesson.

The words fell.

The two simultaneously unleashed their spiritual energy in perfect unison, unleashing their full power.

However, it was obvious to anyone with discerning eyes that Jiang Qin was clearly at a disadvantage in terms of momentum, and the difference in their cultivation levels was on full display at this moment.

Han Wenqing's aura was heavy and profound, yet sharp and vigorous.

Not only in quantity, but also in quality, there is an insurmountable gap; they are not even on the same level.

"Your name is Jiang Qin, right?"

Han Wenqing suddenly spoke, his whole body brimming with fighting spirit.

"If I gave you another six months, I might not be your match, but now... you'd better stay on the ground obediently!"

He suddenly exerted force with both legs, his figure instantly disappearing from the spot, his right fist carrying an unparalleled momentum, vaguely resembling the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, as he punched towards Jiang Qin!

"Six months? I can't wait that long."

Jiang Qin also rushed out, unleashing a punch imbued with all his spiritual power.

He did not activate the protective function of his spiritual garment. This was a sparring match between martial artists, and he had not yet reached the point of resorting to any means to achieve victory. Moreover, he did not think he would lose.

Under the expectant gazes of everyone, the two fists collided with a loud crash.

The boundless spiritual energy spread out, causing those around to retreat several steps. Even the green trees a hundred meters away were affected by the impact, their leaves shaking wildly and flying everywhere.

The spiritual energy contained within the fist was continuously compressed, and finally... it exploded with a bang!

Han Wenqing's expression changed when they exchanged punches, and he was very puzzled.

Although Jiang Qin's aura was far inferior to his, the force from his fist was no less than his; what kind of monstrous strength was this?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Han Wenqing took three steps back, while Jiang Qin only took two steps back, barely stopping just before taking his third step.

The result is obvious.

Chen Xiaohu suddenly appeared from some corner, excitedly saying:

"Hey, hey, hey, you have to admit defeat! You lost, Mr. Han!"

"You're the student council president, after all. So many people are watching. You wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"

Suppressing the urge to beat this guy up, Han Wenqing took a deep breath to calm his erratic breathing. He looked at Jiang Qin with complicated emotions, and finally spoke with a hint of reluctance:

"You... won. The contribution points will be credited to your account within a day."

After saying that, he ignored his underlings soaking in the pond and turned to leave.

A moment later, the people around them reacted, especially the students who had been abused by Han Wenqing, who looked on in disbelief.

That Han Wenqing... actually lost to a freshman who just enrolled?

Is the world crazy, or are they seeing things?

Jiang Qin, his breathing disordered, instructed Chen Xiaohu:

"You stay here and watch them. They're not allowed to come up until they've soaked for 10 hours. If anyone dares to disobey, even if they come out a second early, next time it won't be as simple as just taking a bath."

"Don't worry, boss! I guarantee not a second less!"

Chen Xiaohu grinned lewdly.

In fact, there was no need for threats at all. After seeing their own president lose, Ji Yun and the others had no will to resist. After all, they were also students of Zhenling Academy, and as long as they were in the academy, they would always live in Jiang Qin's shadow.

With the excitement over, the crowd dispersed.

Jiang Qin walked towards the school gate and ran into Li Yunyan, who was waiting for someone at the gate.

She had changed into a tight-fitting outfit that accentuated her curvaceous figure, giving her a more unique feminine charm compared to before.

Li Yunyan glanced at Jiang Qin, then took out a bottle of pills and tossed it over.

Jiang Qin reached out and caught it.

"The healing pills are quite effective."

"...Thanks."

A trickle of blood seeped from Jiang Qin's right arm; this was the injury he sustained during his clash with Han Wenqing.

With the power of the Dragon Cauldron, he was slightly stronger than Han Wenqing, but only in terms of strength. His body couldn't withstand the impact of that punch and was injured. If they were to actually fight, he would definitely lose without using his spiritual armor.

These are the geniuses from the four universities.

Although they were all at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm, the people from the Pantheon were far inferior to Han Wenqing.

In that instant, Jiang Qin's desire to improve his strength reached its peak, and he quickened his pace to leave...