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

If we throw away the Abyss Dragon Spear now.

Su Yu is just an ordinary martial artist with only 1,000 points of Qi and Blood!

Faced with Chen Feng's absolute suppression of three thousand points of Qi and blood, and faced with the unpredictable mental strangulation.

What's the point of fighting then!

Are we going up there to our deaths?!

"Director Chu!"

Chen Feng looked at Chu Kuang, who was blocking Su Yu's way, and his face was extremely ugly.

But relying on his own reasoning, he gritted his teeth and loudly retorted.

"This is a fair fight between students!"

"He agreed to it himself!"

"As the referee, are you going to openly favor him and break the rules of Jingwu?!"

Chen Feng is now determined to defeat Su Yu.

To wipe away this humiliation!

As long as Su Yu doesn't have that damned Abyss Dragon Spear.

He has a million ways to crush them under his feet!

"Go to hell!"

Chu Kuang glared at him, completely unmoved by his words.

"You're a sophomore with 3,000 HP, bullying a freshman with 1,000 HP, and you still have the nerve to talk to me about fairness?!"

"I'm putting my words here today!"

"This duel ends here!"

"Anyone who dares to lay a finger on him, I'll break their legs first!"

Chu Kuang exuded an overwhelming aura of dominance.

His blood and qi surged, giving him the air of someone ready to take action and suppress Chen Feng at the slightest provocation.

Su Yu stood behind Chu Kuang.

Looking at this old man who was willing to disregard even the director's dignity in order to protect himself.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his deep eyes.

Even without guns, their fighting ability remains.

Su Yu was about to speak when he asked Chu Kuang to move aside.

Just now.

hum-

Without warning, a violent ripple spread through the air above the arena.

An irresistible, terrifying sense of oppression, like the might of heaven, instantly descended upon the entire shore of Weiming Lake!

The strong winds suddenly stopped.

The lake surface calmed down.

Everyone's breath caught in their throat at that moment.

A figure dressed in an ordinary black robe, with a slender face, slowly stepped out from the void as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Jingwu, the vice principal.

Nie Changkong, a Martial Emperor!

"Vice Principal!"

All the teachers and students bowed in unison.

Nie Changkong ignored the awe shown by the crowd.

He took a step forward and appeared directly on the dueling arena.

He stood in front of Chu Kuang and Su Yu.

"Chu Kuang"

Nie Changkong's voice was very calm, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"Step back."

Just two simple words.

Yet it carries with it an unquestionable, absolute will.

Chu Kuang shuddered, his face filled with anxiety.

"Vice Principal! You can't hit them!"

"This kid only has a thousand points of Qi and Blood. Without the Abyss Dragon Spear, he'll be crippled by that Chen family brat's spiritual power!"

"He's a top-tier freshman at Jingwu High School, a hope for the future!"

Nie Changkong looked at Chu Kuang and shook his head slightly.

He reached out a hand and casually placed it on Chu Kuang's shoulder.

next second.

Chu Kuang's massive, mountain-like body was pulled off the stage without any resistance!

The power of the Martial Emperor is terrifying!

Nie Changkong stood at the edge of the arena, his hands behind his back.

He stared intently at Su Yu in the center of the arena.

"Young people, it's a good thing to be ambitious."

Nie Changkong spoke slowly.

The sound echoed throughout the entire shore of Weiming Lake.

"Only those with pride and sharpness deserve the title of 'the martial arts path is a must-fight'."

"but."

Nie Changkong's tone suddenly turned cold, revealing a sense of ruthlessness born of experience.

"Blind arrogance will only lead to a gruesome end!"

"Experiencing setbacks is a good thing."

"Losing in the ring is at most a loss of face and a little physical pain."

"It's better than going to the abyss and losing your life because of arrogance!"

Nie Changkong's words were resounding and powerful.

The implication was crystal clear.

Do not disturb!

We lost, so we lost!

Losing is also a form of training!

He wanted to use Chen Feng to suppress Su Yu's arrogance.

The title of "top-tier freshman" carries too much weight.

If Su Yu, because of a momentary epiphany, thinks he is invincible and dares to throw away his weapons.

With that kind of mentality, one can't go far.

Only by losing will this kid know that there are always people more capable than you!

That's how he'll learn to respect!

offstage.

All the senior students nodded to each other silently.

The vice principal is right.

That kid is too arrogant.

It's time to teach him a lesson.

At this time.

Chen Feng, on the other side of the arena, heard Nie Changkong's words.

I almost burst out laughing!

good chance!

This is a fantastic opportunity!

Even the vice principal stopped caring, and even seemed to tacitly approve of him teaching Su Yu a lesson!

Then what else does he have to worry about?!

Chen Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the overwhelming joy in his heart.

He stared intently at Su Yu, his sinister smile finally coming out.

"Su Yu!"

"Did you hear what the vice principal said?"

Chen Feng stepped forward, and his three thousand points of Qi and blood erupted once again.

He pointed to the royal-grade battle armor on his chest, which shone with a dark silver luster.

Continue using reverse psychology.

"How is it?"

"Do you dare or not?!"

"You've won. This priceless Flowing Silver Armor is yours!"

"I won!"

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"When you see me in the future, when you see Xiaoxiao..."

"Get as far away as you can!"

"Never again are you allowed to appear in front of us!"

Faced with Chen Feng's roar, and faced with Nie Changkong's indifference.

Su Yu stood still.

He looked at the so-called royal-grade armor on Chen Feng's chest.

He shook his head slightly.

"Forget about the armor."

"Let's exchange it for 100 billion in cash."

Martial arts, or rather the system, is his foundation.

The armor only increases defense, so he felt it wasn't very useful.

Quiet.

silence.

A hundred billion in cash?!

Even for top-tier families in Kyoto, it would be a painful process to produce all of this at once!

Chen Feng was also stunned, and then laughed in anger.

"good!"

Anyway, this kid is definitely going to lose; he won't get the money at all!

"Since you're courting death, let's begin!"

Su Yu nodded without saying a word.

Under the gaze of thousands of eyes in the audience.

Grasp the Abyss Dragon Spear.

Whoosh-!

The heavy Abyss Dragon Spear left a black afterimage in the air and landed steadily in front of Lin Xiaoxiao below the stage.

At this time.

Everyone below the stage watched as Su Yu actually threw away his weapon.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Holy crap!

"He really dares to do that?!"

"This is insane! Absolutely insane!"

"One thousand points of health, no weapon, fighting against a master of mental strength with three thousand points of health?!"

"Can they even beat them?!"

"Fuck you! That's just asking for trouble!"

Chu Kuang, standing on the high platform, was so angry that he kept slapping his thigh, blowing his beard, and glaring.

"That brat!"

"Blinded by greed!"

"For that 100 billion, you're willing to take a beating for nothing!!"

Nie Changkong stood at the edge of the arena, his deep gaze fixed on Su Yu.

He would like to see.

This exceptionally talented young man.

After losing their greatest asset.

Just how pathetic will they appear?

On the arena.

The strong wind whipped up the water vapor from the shore of Weiming Lake, which slapped against the hard alloy ground.

Chen Feng looked at Su Yu, whose hands were empty, and could no longer suppress the sinister smile on his face.

His three thousand points of vital energy surged violently on the surface of his body.

The dark, blood-like aura was interspersed with chilling fluctuations of spiritual energy.

"Are you ready?!"

Chen Feng took a sudden step forward, his voice filled with the exhilaration of finally getting revenge.

In his view.

Su Yu was able to win just now entirely because of that Martial Emperor-level Abyss Dragon Spear.

It was the Abyss Dragon Spear's inherent magic-breaking attribute that countered his mental power.

just now.

We've lost our weapons.

With a mere thousand points of Qi and Blood, how could Su Yu possibly withstand his Heavenly Rank Spiritual Power Martial Arts?!