High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

Li Changqing frowned slightly. As the principals of their respective schools, it was one thing for him and Zhao Zehai to banter with each other, but why were these students getting involved?

Seeing that Zhao Zehai's smile remained unchanged, he understood what was going on.

Before the martial arts league begins, duels between students are not prohibited. In fact, the "hidden score" is determined based on factors such as students' grades and pre-match duels.

The higher your hidden MMR, the higher your opponents' hidden MMR will be when you are matched in the individual competition stage.

This will naturally reduce the number of matches played, since there aren't many high-scoring players.

Those top-performing students often have a "top-tier matchmaking pool".

Those who are less skilled will be matched with opponents of similar skill level.

This avoids situations where skilled players dominate less skilled players as much as possible.

Clearly, Zhao Zehai intended to use the students of Ning City No. 1 Middle School as a scapegoat to boost the hidden scores of the students in Yan City.

Seeing that Li Changqing did not speak, Feng Mo and the others did not speak rashly either.

In Xie Long's view, this behavior was a sign of weakness and vulnerability.

"No way? Nobody dares to fight me? Are all the students at Ning City No. 1 High School trash? They think they can compete for the top five?" Xie Long launched a scathing attack.

Feng Mo couldn't hold back any longer; his defenses were about to crumble.

"Uncle Li, can we make a move?" Feng Mo asked.

"Okay." Li Changqing nodded.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a whooshing sound rang out.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Mo moved swiftly, arriving beside Xie Long. With lightning speed, he reached out and grabbed Xie Long's head like an iron clamp, slamming it hard to the ground.

"Bang!"

Screams echoed across the station platform.

"With this little strength, you dare to boast? You must be some kind of clown jumping around on the beams," Feng Mo said calmly.

[Ding! Xie Long has been completely overwhelmed by you in public, his defense is severely breached, defense breach points +1000]

Feng Mo could sense that Xie Long was probably at the initial stage of the True Qi Realm, not as strong as Chu Qiulan, so he didn't offer many points of defense penetration.

Xie Long's eyes reddened. He was the captain of the martial arts team at Yan City No. 1 Middle School. He was usually the one who taught others a lesson, and it was never his turn to be taught a lesson.

"Get lost! What kind of skill is a sneak attack? If you've got the guts, fight me head-on!"

He unleashed his true energy and struggled to get up, but Feng Mo's slender, well-defined hands remained motionless.

Zhao Zehai's expression changed, and he quickly moved to step forward to stop him.

The next second, Li Changqing was already standing in front of him, looking at him with a half-smile: "Old Zhao, it's a student duel, you shouldn't interfere."

Zhao Zehai's face was grim. He was no match for Li Changqing and naturally couldn't easily overcome him. He could only shout at Feng Mo, "Xie Long has already lost! Stop!"

"No! I didn't lose!!" Xie Long shouted hysterically, his face flushed red. He braced himself with his hands on the ground, his true energy surging out of his body to strengthen his resistance.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the junior who usually admired him looked astonished, while many members of the martial arts team in the distance stopped to watch and discuss among themselves.

The feeling of being pinned to the ground, being stared at strangely by acquaintances, and being talked about by others was shameful and infuriating!

He wants to stand up, defeat his opponent, and then trample him underfoot to humiliate him severely!

"With such weak skills, what are you pretending for?" Feng Mo's five fingers formed golden lightning dragon claws, grabbed his head, and slammed it hard to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

At first, Xie Long tried to grit his teeth and hold back his screams to appear tougher.

But soon, as the Golden Thunder True Qi invaded his body, the intense stinging and numbness made him unable to bear it any longer, and he screamed in agony.

Liu Yu and Shen Yue exchanged a glance, looking at Xie Long with a hint of pity.

Luckily, this kid has short hair, otherwise Feng Mo would have grabbed him by the hair and lifted him up to beat him too.

[Ding! Xie Long has been thoroughly humiliated, his Dao Heart has shattered, and his defense penetration points have increased by 2000!]

"This student, please stop now!" Other teachers from Yanshi No. 1 Middle School couldn't help but step forward and say.

Other teachers and team members couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward.

The teachers and team members from Ning City No. 1 Middle School were not afraid at all, and the two sides went head-to-head.

Seeing that the conflict was about to escalate from a one-on-one fight to a group battle, Li Changqing said, "Feng Mo, let him go."

Feng Mo, still somewhat unsatisfied, struck a couple more times, but finding that he couldn't squeeze out any more points to break through the defense, he gave up.

He tossed the unconscious Xie Long aside and indifferently swept his gaze over the group of students from Yan City No. 1 Middle School.

"Anyone who disagrees, I'm ready to fight anytime."

No one spoke...

Xie Long was the strongest genius at Yanshi No. 1 High School, and he was defeated without any suspense, not to mention the others.

Zhao Zehai's face was ashen. He picked up Xie Long and whispered, "Let's go."

The group from Yanshi No. 1 Middle School quickly left.

Li Changqing chuckled and waved his hand, "Old Zhao, slow down, I still have a lot to talk to you about."

Zhao Zehai didn't look back and quickly disappeared into the station.

Li Changqing withdrew his gaze, a beaming smile on his face, and led the group away.

Many other martial arts teams from other cities watched the students from Ning City No. 1 Middle School and discussed the matter amongst themselves.

"That must be Ning City No. 1 High School, right? I never expected such a brilliant genius to emerge from this year's graduating class!"

"I thought Xie Long was already at the True Qi Realm, but I didn't expect him to be beaten so badly that he couldn't fight back at all."

"What's the name of that student from Ning City No. 1 High School?"

"I checked the information, and it seems his name is Feng Mo. He is the vice captain of the martial arts team at Ning City No. 1 Middle School."

"If the vice-captain is this powerful, then the captain must be even stronger?"

"This year's team from Ning City No. 1 High School is amazing!"

Hearing their exclamations filled many team members with immense pride, causing them to instinctively straighten their chests.

Feng Mo is awesome, right? He's our team's vice-captain!

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