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

Chu Kuang!

The head of the gun department, his face contorted with rage, stood directly in front of Su Yu.

He pointed at Chen Feng's nose and started cursing.

"Bullshit!"

Why didn't you say so earlier?!

Chu Kuang's voice was as loud as a bell, making Chen Feng's eardrums buzz.

"Why didn't you say that high-level weapons weren't allowed before you went on stage?"

"When you attacked a freshman with a Heaven-Rank spiritual martial art just now, why didn't you say it was unfair?"

"Now that they've been shot dead, they're jumping out to yell about not being allowed to use guns!"

"You brat from the Chen family, you've completely disgraced your family!"

Chu Kuang's protective nature was on full display at this moment.

He doesn't care about weapons or anything like that.

Su Yu won, that's a fact!

"Shut the fuck up!"

Chu Kuang stretched out his hand like a tyrant demanding a debt.

"A loss is a loss!"

"Take it out!!!"

Facing Chu Kuang, Chen Feng was so overwhelmed by the terrifying pressure that he had to retreat repeatedly.

His face turned pale and then flushed.

humiliation.

Extremely humiliating!

In front of thousands of students across the school, he was pointed at and scolded by the department head for being shameless.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, his mouth filled with the taste of blood.

With trembling hands, he pulled the jade slip that emitted a faint glow from his bosom.

"The Formless Blade".

The treasured heirloom of the Chen family.

"Give it to him!"

Chu Kuang didn't stand on ceremony. He snatched the jade slip and shoved it into Su Yu's hand.

"Kid, keep this safe!"

"This is the spoils you won honorably!"

Su Yu accepted the jade slip.

Feeling the warm touch and the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from within.

I feel relaxed and happy.

A high-grade Heavenly Rank martial art, belonging to the spiritual category.

I got it.

It only takes one shot; I wish we could have more of these kinds of contests.

"Thank you, Director Chu." Su Yu casually put the jade slip into his pocket.

Chen Feng's heart bled as he watched his family's secret techniques fall into Su Yu's hands.

The Dao heart is already on the verge of collapse.

If we don't get our revenge...

If we don't win this skill back...

He will never be able to hold his head up high in front of Jingwu or Lin Xiaoxiao again!

Even when they return to their family, their legs are broken by their elders!

"Su Yu!!!"

Chen Feng suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Su Yu.

His eyes were covered with terrifying red blood vessels.

He used the clumsiest, but also the most direct, method of provocation.

"Do you dare act like a real man?!"

"You're capable."

"Put down that Abyss Dragon Spear!"

"Fight me again without weapons?!"

Chen Feng's voice echoed in the air above the arena.

"If you truly possess the strength of a top-tier freshman, then defeat me with your bare hands!"

"Do you dare?!"

This statement came out.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"Shameless! Utterly shameless!"

"He's a gun mechanic, are you expecting him to fight you without a gun?"

"What's the difference between this and making a swordsman throw away his sword, or a knife-wielder throw away his knife?"

"Chen Feng has been pushed to the limit; he's even abandoned all principles!"

Lin Xiaoxiao, sitting in the audience, also had her eyebrows raised in anger.

However, he wasn't worried at all.

The ability to transform into a gun still works.

Meanwhile, Su Yu was on the arena.

I never expected such a good thing to happen.

He nodded readily.

"Can."

Su Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire venue.

"but."

"What's the stake?"

Chen Feng was overjoyed to see that Su Yu had actually agreed!

As long as I don't use that damned Martial Emperor-level Demon-Slaying Spear.

With his own three thousand points of vital energy, plus an invisible and formless spiritual attack.

Crushing a newbie with 1,000 health points is as easy as turning one's hand!

"good!"

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and roared.

"You want to make a bet, right!"

"I, Chen Feng, will gamble with you to the bitter end today!"

He ripped open his tattered school uniform jacket.

It revealed a dark silver inner armor worn close to the body.

The inner armor is covered with exceptionally complex array patterns.

Simply being exposed to the air gives one a sense of indestructible solidity.

"This is the royal-grade battle armor my grandfather bestowed upon me, the 'Flowing Silver Black Armor'!"

Chen Feng patted his chest, his eyes filled with pride.

"Capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Martial Emperor!"

"Priceless!"

"If I lose, this armor is yours!"

Royal-grade battle armor!

A dark silver luster shimmered in the sunlight.

On the inner armor of Chen Feng's chest, called "Flowing Silver Armor," the dense array patterns seemed to have a life of their own, rising and falling slowly with his breath.

A heavy, indestructible defensive aura instantly enveloped the entire arena.

offstage.

Countless students from Jingwu University stared wide-eyed, gasping in astonishment.

"It really is a royal-grade battle armor!"

"Has the Chen family gone mad? They actually gave this life-saving secret to a sophomore!"

"This thing is made from deep-sea silver and the life-bound scales of an eighth-tier exotic beast. It's said to be able to withstand a full-force attack from a Martial Emperor without breaking!"

"Priceless!"

"At least tens of billions, enough to empty the coffers of some second-rate families!"

On the dueling arena.

A loud shout

"No!"

"I absolutely disagree!"

Chu Kuang took a sudden step forward.

His broad back stood completely in front of Su Yu.

He had just stuffed the jade slip containing the Heavenly Rank Spiritual Power Martial Art into Su Yu's hand when he turned around and heard that this kid had actually agreed to Chen Feng's outrageous conditions!

No weapons?

Fighting a grandmaster with 3,000 points of health and mastery of Heaven-rank spiritual martial arts bare-handed?!

Has this kid lost his mind?!

Chu Kuang was truly anxious at this moment, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

Others might not know, but how could this old monster who had trained with guns his whole life not know?

Martial will, especially the martial will of weapons, absolutely needs a carrier!

Even someone as powerful as Chu Kuang.

Even though he had honed his spear intent to the point of "subtlety," enabling him to control his power to the fullest extent.

But without a real spear in hand.

He couldn't even unleash one-tenth of his astonishing fighting power!

Why?

Because the intention was to strike first!

Without guns, what can your will command? What can it depend on?

unless……

A terrifying thought flashed through Chu Kuang's mind.

Unless this kid's spear intent has broken through the microscopic level and reached the second level—formless!

Willpower detaches from the physical body; with a single thought, a sword condenses in the void, killing without form!

But the thought only lasted for a moment before Chu Kuang ruthlessly extinguished it.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

This kid just had a sudden realization of the rudimentary form of spear intent yesterday afternoon by the Weiming Lake!

All told, it hasn't even been 24 hours yet!

In just one day, how can one advance their martial arts will from the beginner level to the subtle level, and comprehend it to the invisible level?

This is no longer a monster.

This is an insult to the talent of all martial artists in the world!

In Chu Kuang's view, the reason why Su Yu was able to kill Chen Feng with a single shot and break through that strange "Formless Blade" was because...

Ninety percent of the credit goes to that Martial Emperor-level Abyss Dragon Spear!

It was the Abyss Dragon Spear's inherent demon-breaking properties and terrifying baleful aura, combined with Su Yu's nascent spear intent, that produced that devastating effect.