Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

He wanted to quit.

He wanted to shout for help.

He wanted to shout "I admit defeat!" to the grandmaster on the high platform!

but.

Su Yu didn't give him that chance at all.

In that extremely brief moment, when Zhao Ze's attack had hit its mark, his old strength was exhausted and no new strength had been generated, and his mind was blank from the recoil, Zhao Ze was struck.

Su Yu moved.

He slowly raised his head.

Where was the slightest trace of weakness and pain on that face that was originally as pale as paper?

Those eyes, which were originally dull and lifeless, were now as deep as a bottomless abyss.

It carries a condescending indifference, as if looking down on ants.

"you……"

Zhao Ze looked into those eyes, and his soul trembled.

Su Yu remained silent.

He simply raised his right hand casually, taking advantage of the close proximity between them.

Lightly.

He threw a punch.

This punch appeared to have no force and carried no fluctuations of qi or blood.

It's like an old man practicing Tai Chi in a park.

Its trajectory led straight towards Zhao Ze's right arm, which had already been cracked by the shock.

On the high platform.

Lei Potian had just stood up, preparing to leave the field and announce the end of the match.

Seeing Su Yu's light punch, he frowned slightly.

"Is it still struggling in its death throes?"

"Unfortunately, it's all meaningless now."

Lei Potian shook his head.

however.

Just a fraction of a second before Su Yu's fist was about to touch Zhao Ze's arm!

An unexpected change has occurred!

Su Yu's light, airy fist suddenly changed its trajectory without warning!

The fist transformed into a claw!

It travels at a terrifying speed that defies the laws of physics and exceeds the limits of human vision.

Extremely abruptly, it flicked upwards!

aims.

Zhao Ze's throat!!!

at the same time.

Inside Su Yu's body.

That terrifying dam of qi and blood, which had been locked and suppressed for a long time by the "Concealing Breath Technique".

At this moment.

Thoroughly, completely, powdery, and broken!

boom--!!!!!

There was no warning whatsoever.

There was no gradual ascent.

It's not 10 points.

It's not 100 points.

It's a thousand points!!!

A full 1000 points of health and mana!!!

The terrifying pressure of a Martial Master was like a nuclear bomb that exploded in the center of the arena!

The red aura of blood and qi was so intense it appeared almost black.

It transformed into a towering, blood-red pillar of light, shattering the reinforced glass dome at the top of the combat arena!

The violent shockwave spread wildly in a ring shape in all directions.

The alloy railing at the edge of the ring was instantly torn to shreds!

The audience in the front row didn't even have time to gasp before they were blown away by this terrifying pressure!

The entire Jiangcheng No. 1 Martial Arts High School trembled violently under this force!

"What?!?!"

On the high platform.

Grandmaster Lei Potian's pupils contracted to their maximum size in that instant!

His weathered face finally revealed an unprecedented, utterly horrified expression, as if he had seen a ghost!

A thousand points? !

Martial Master Realm?!

How is this possible?!

How could an eighteen-year-old high school student possibly possess the cultivation level of a Martial Master?!

Moreover, he just perfectly disguised 1,000 points of health and vitality as 0.8?!

Even his spiritual detection, as a grandmaster, was completely fooled!

"stop!!!"

Lei Potian's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a roar that shook the entire city.

His 100,000 units of vital energy were burning wildly, as he tried to forcibly tear through space to save Zhao Ze.

but.

Too late.

His momentary lapse in concentration became his most fatal mistake.

In that instant when Lei Potian reacted and his blood and qi surged...

Su Yu's hand, as sharp as cast steel, was firmly gripping Zhao Ze's throat.

Zhao Ze's eyes were wide open, his eyeballs almost bulging out of their sockets.

He felt the irresistible, terrifying force in his throat, and the destructive aura of a Martial Master so close at hand.

Endless despair and regret overwhelmed him in an instant.

He wanted to beg for mercy.

He wanted to admit that he was wrong.

He wanted to offer that million with both hands.

But with his throat locked, he could only utter desperate, gurgling sounds.

Su Yu looked into Zhao Ze's fearful eyes.

There was not a trace of pity in his eyes.

"I said that."

Su Yu's voice, amidst the raging roar of his blood and qi, reached Zhao Ze's ears with exceptional clarity.

Cold and deathly silent.

"I've finished giving my last words."

"Then we can set off."

The words fell.

Su Yu's fingers, without hesitation, suddenly clenched.

Click!

A crisp, ear-piercing sound of bones shattering echoed clearly through the amplified speakers in the deathly silent combat training hall, reaching the ears of everyone present.

Zhao Ze's neck bone was crushed to pieces by Su Yu with a single hand!

Life was extinguished in an instant!

Those eyes, filled with fear and despair, had completely lost their luster.

His head drooped limply at an extremely strange angle.

boom.

Su Yu released his grip.

Zhao Ze's body, like a puddle of mud, slammed heavily onto the cracked alloy floor.

Fresh blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

It stained the pure white custom-made martial arts uniform red.

died.

The young master of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School, a top family in Jiangcheng.

A peerless genius with a Qi and Blood value of 10.3.

Just like killing a chicken, his throat was crushed in public, and he died on the stage of the college entrance examination!

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

The entire combat training hall is a vast space capable of accommodating 100,000 people.

At that moment, it was as if all the air and sound had been sucked out.

No one speaks.

No one is breathing.

Everyone stood like a frozen statue, staring intently at the center of the arena.

Staring at the corpse lying in a pool of blood.

He stared at the gaunt boy standing beside the corpse, whose entire body radiated a terrifying aura of a thousand martial arts masters.

My brain completely shut down.

My worldview collapsed.

Below the arena.

Lin Xiaoxiao's tears had not yet dried.

She stared blankly at Su Yu's tall and straight back, feeling the terrifying pressure that made even a mid-level martial artist like her feel breathless.

Her red lips were slightly parted.

I was completely dumbfounded.

A thousand points?

Martial arts master?

She recalled how, yesterday, in the private room, she had shamelessly declared that she would protect him and even personally taught him how to dodge attacks.

Lin Xiaoxiao's cheeks flushed bright red instantly, and an extremely absurd feeling welled up in her heart.

"That damn liar..."

Inside the VIP box.

The ecstasy on Zhao Tianxiong's face was still frozen at the corner of his mouth.

He remained in the same position as when he slapped his thigh.

She watched helplessly as Su Yu crushed her son's throat.

"Ze...Ze'er?"

Zhao Tianxiong muttered to himself, his voice sounding like he was talking in his sleep.

next second.

An indescribable surge of extreme grief and raging rage shot straight to the top of his head!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"You little beast! I'll tear you to pieces!!!"

boom!

Zhao Tianxiong smashed through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the private room and charged toward the arena like a madman!

however.

Before he could even get close to the ring.

A burly figure appeared in the center of the arena as if by teleportation.

Grandmaster Lei Potian.

He had his back to Su Yu, his face ashen.

Those weathered eyes held a complex mix of emotions.

Shock, anger, astonishment, and... a hint of undisguised admiration.

He misjudged the situation.

I completely misjudged the situation.

This was a commoner boy whom he considered a frivolous nouveau riche.

Not only does it possess a terrifying cultivation level of one thousand points in the Martial Master realm.

Furthermore, he possesses a deep and unfathomable cunning, and a ruthless and decisive nature!

Right under the nose of a grandmaster, he skillfully deceived his senses with his acting skills and killed his opponent!

According to the laws of the Great Xia Kingdom, life and death are irrelevant on the arena.

Su Yu had even specifically confirmed the rules with him just now!

Lei Potian took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

He looked at Zhao Tianxiong rushing towards him and waved his sleeve.

A gentle yet irresistible force sent Zhao Tianxiong staggering back more than ten steps.

"President Lei! He killed my son! I want him to pay with his life!!!" Zhao Tianxiong roared madly, his eyes bloodshot.

"Shut up!"

Lei Potian roared, and the pressure of a Grandmaster instantly enveloped the entire area.

He turned around and looked at Su Yu, who had calmed down and regained his composure, with extremely complicated eyes.

There was a long silence.

Lei Potian's voice, amplified by the loudspeaker, resounded throughout the entire Jiangcheng.

"Practical assessment, round one."

"Su Yu wins!"