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

On the arena.

The dark red, transformed spear remained firmly planted in front of Chen Feng's throat.

Its sharpness is evident in its appearance.

A bone-chilling cold shot up Chen Feng's spine and straight to his head.

Su Yu looked at the second-year grandmaster in front of him who was completely terrified.

His tone was calm, without the slightest ripple.

You lost.

"One hundred billion in cash."

"Give it to me."

Those few simple words sounded like death knells to Chen Feng.

A hundred billion?!

Where is he going to get a hundred billion?!

Although the Chen family is a first-class family in Kyoto with vast assets.

But those are all fixed assets, mineral veins, and industries!

Those who can readily withdraw 100 billion in liquid funds are top-tier conglomerates!

Chen Feng's face was deathly pale, and his lips were trembling violently.

"I...I didn't..."

His voice was barely audible, carrying an undisguised fear and despair.

"I don't have that much cash on hand right now..."

Su Yu frowned slightly.

No?

Not as loudly as you were just now?

He moved the dark red spear in his hand forward slightly.

A hint of coldness flashed in Su Yu's deep eyes.

Just then.

A black figure appeared between the two without warning.

Vice Principal.

Emperor Wu, Nie Changkong.

He extended two fingers and seemingly casually pinched Su Yu's dark red transformed spear.

hum-

The gun trembled slightly, but could not advance even an inch further.

Su Yu's gaze sharpened, and he casually dispelled the intent behind the gun in his hand.

Nie Changkong turned his head and looked down at Chen Feng, who was slumped on the ground.

His eyes held an undeniable air of authority.

"The rules of Jingwu are that martial arts must be fought for."

"I stepped into the ring and made a bet."

"If you lose, you have to accept it!"

Nie Changkong's voice echoed throughout the entire shore of Weiming Lake.

"Three days."

"Gather up 100 billion and hand it over to Su Yu!"

"Rules are rules!"

boom!

These words struck Chen Feng like a thunderbolt from the heavens.

The vice principal personally confirmed the situation!

This is no longer a matter of personal feelings between students.

This is the support of the top management of Jingwu, backing up this outstanding freshman.

If they can't come up with this 100 billion within three days.

Even without Su Yu lifting a finger, the Jingwu law enforcement team will personally go to the Chen family!

Chen Feng completely broke down.

His Daoist heart and his pride were crushed to pieces at this moment.

"ah--!!!"

Chen Feng let out a mournful, desperate roar.

He suddenly scrambled to his feet and tumbled off the stage.

Like a stray dog, it pushed through the crowd and fled like a madman.

The entire room fell silent.

The two or three thousand martial arts prodigies by the Weiming Lake followed Chen Feng's miserable figure as it disappeared, then stiffly moved back to the center of the arena.

No one dared to make a sound.

Only a series of chilling gasps echoed through the crowd.

"Transformation... He's actually using the Transformation Spear Intent!!"

"Transforming from nothingness into reality, condensing out of thin air! That's a supreme realm that even Martial Kings or even Martial Emperors might not be able to comprehend! And he's only eighteen years old!"

"More than eighteen years old..."

The person next to him swallowed hard, his saliva stained with blood. "In less than a day... he directly crossed the thresholds of the subtle and the formless, forcefully creating a tangible form?!"

"Is this guy even human?!"

Everyone's brain was buzzing.

One thousand Qi and Blood!

They were not carrying any weapons!

With just a dark red transformed spear that materialized out of thin air, he instantly killed a Grandmaster with three thousand health points who was wearing royal-level armor!

At this moment, all the doubts, resentment, and jealousy about Su Yu's "special freshman" status were crushed to dust!

What, a sophomore?

What kind of first-class family prodigy?

Compared to this boy, they are all just chickens and dogs!

On the arena.

Nie Changkong turned around and focused his gaze on Su Yu again.

This time.

The admiration and fervor in the eyes of this Martial Emperor were impossible to suppress!

He looked Su Yu up and down.

It's like looking at a priceless treasure that is extremely rare.

one day.

In just one day!

From grasping the rudiments of spear intent, one can directly transcend the subtle and formless, reaching the realm of transformation!

This is no longer just a simple genius.

This is a true peerless genius!

Enough to suppress a monster of an era!

and.

In the instant Su Yu made his move, Nie Changkong keenly noticed a detail.

Su Yu's blood and qi are too pure.

Pure to the point of having no attribute bias whatsoever!

He didn't cultivate any internal energy techniques!

"you……"

Nie Changkong looked at Su Yu, his tone filled with disbelief.

"You haven't practiced any level of internal energy cultivation techniques yet?"

Su Yu answered truthfully.

"no."

He definitely hadn't practiced.

I couldn't afford it at all back in Jiangcheng.

Later, with the system, he directly spent money to improve his cultivation level, and his health points were artificially increased.

Nie Changkong gasped.

Without cultivating internal energy, the quality and circulation speed of one's qi and blood are far lower than those of martial artists of the same level.

Su Yu relied on this most primitive and crude blood and qi.

Add the Transformation Spear Intent.

He instantly killed Chen Feng, who cultivated Heaven-rank martial arts and had three thousand points of Qi and Blood!

Such physical prowess and combat instincts!

This is absolutely outrageous!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Nie Changkong said "good" three times in a row.

He patted Su Yu on the shoulder, his smile exceptionally bright.

"It's better to cultivate internal energy!"

"This shows that your foundation is like a blank sheet of paper!"

"The plasticity is simply perfect!"

Nie Changkong turned around and waved to Chu Kuang and the others below the stage.

"Let's go."

He looked at Su Yu, his tone gentle.

"Come with me to complete the special admission procedures."

"By the way, I'm giving you the qualification to accept high-value bounty missions."

"Aren't you short of money?"

"Jingwu's bounty list is full of opportunities for you to make big money."

Hearing the words "make money".

A glint of light flashed in Su Yu's deep eyes.

He nodded.

"it is good."

The two stepped off the ring.

The crowd automatically parted to create a wide passage.

Everyone's gaze was filled with endless awe and reverence.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood by the passageway.

He was carrying the heavy Abyss Dragon Spear in his hand.

As Su Yu walked over, a bright smile bloomed on her pure and beautiful face.

"promise."

Lin Xiaoxiao handed the Abyss Dragon Spear to Su Yu.

"Your gun."

Su Yu took the spear and felt that familiar, cold touch.

"Thanks."

"What are you thanking me for?"

Lin Xiaoxiao waved her hand dismissively, her ponytail swaying lightly behind her head.

"You really stole the show today."

"I reckon no one in Jingwu will dare to cause you any more trouble from now on."

She glanced at Nie Changkong walking ahead and lowered her voice.

"Go with the vice principal to complete the formalities first."

"I've reported to the boxing department."

"Director Liu Ruyan has already sent me several messages urging me to hurry up."

Su Yu nodded slightly.

"it is good."

See you later.

Lin Xiaoxiao waved her hand and turned to walk towards the area for fist-based martial arts.

My steps were light and my mood was exceptionally cheerful.

Watching Su Yu and Nie Changkong's departing figures.

On the high platform.

Chu Kuang, the head of the gun department, remained frozen in place.