I possess boundless talent; even geniuses are no match for me.

......

Fang Xiong taught Chen Yu until late at night, and only after confirming that Chen Yu had memorized the key points did he prepare to leave.

"Isn't the teacher going to stay at Huaying Wuda University?" Chen Yu asked upon seeing this.

He remembered that Fang Xiong had once been a student at Huaying Martial Arts University.

"I'm not staying any longer, there's too much trouble." Fang Xiong shook his head, then added:

"But don't worry, I'll keep an eye on your progress and find an opportunity to teach you the remaining two strikes later."

"Besides that, if you have any questions about martial arts, you can ask me through the terminal. I'm usually very free and online most of the time."

After saying that, Fang Xiong's figure slowly disappeared into the moonlight.

However, when he arrived at the gate of Huaying University, he couldn't help but stop and fall into memories.

"It seems Chen Yu has made his decision."

Mo Peifeng, the president of Huaying Martial Arts University, appeared beside Fang Xiong at some point, his expression filled with emotion.

"A genius is all about confidence," Fang Xiong said with a smile.

"Just as talented as you were back then." Mo Peifeng nodded calmly.

Fang Xiong shook his head: "No, that kid is better than me."

"Oh?"

Mo Peifeng's tone revealed undisguised surprise; this was the second time he had heard this result.

The first time this was said was by Chen Yu, who could take it as the arrogance of a young man.

But the second time, it came from Fang Xiong himself, which was quite remarkable.

"I'm not lying to you, old man, that kid's goal now is the Star Wars. His ambitions are much higher than mine were back then." Fang Xiong smiled.

"The Battle of the Stars..." Mo Peifeng looked surprised, then smiled helplessly, "That's indeed a long way off."

Star Wars.

The most solemn event of the human race, held once every three thousand years, brings together the human geniuses from many star fields.

You say you're gold?

Sorry, the battle of stars is too magnificent.

Even if someone is the last in the Star Battle and seems like a mere cannon fodder, they are still an unparalleled genius standing above billions of living beings.

If Chen Yu truly harbors such a goal, he certainly wouldn't care about the troubles behind Fang Xiong.

But do you want to participate in the Star Wars?

It's not that simple.

......

Cultivation! Cultivation!

Chen Yu was completely absorbed in cultivation every day, unable to extricate himself.

Qi and blood martial arts are indeed extremely difficult. Chen Yu spent several days trying to master even the first move.

In addition, the difficulty of breaking the limit for the second job advancement also increases sharply, almost doubling compared to breaking the limit for the first job advancement.

"Before the competition, the freshmen from Wuhan University didn't know if they could improve to the second level of the limit-breaking transformation."

Chen Yu himself was also somewhat uncertain.

After all, there are less than twenty days left before the Wuhan University freshman exchange competition, which is still a bit too tight.

Although he was immersed in intense cultivation, it didn't mean Chen Yu was indifferent to the affairs of the outside world.

He had been paying close attention to the messages on the terminal, and he actually mentioned the Wuhan University freshman exchange competition.

The event will be held in Beijing, and all 36 martial arts universities will participate.

Meanwhile, Huaying Wuhan University has also issued a selection announcement to choose candidates to participate in the Wuhan University Freshman Competition.

However, before even making a selection, Chen Yu received an invitation from the school.

No selection is needed; as long as he agrees, he can immediately join the freshman class of Huaying Wuda University.

This is the treatment given to the Huaying Newcomer King, and also the treatment given to the strong.

"But... I refuse."

Chen Yu did not hesitate and directly rejected the invitation.

Just hours after he made the decision, there was a rapid knocking on his dormitory door.

The door slowly opened, and Mo Jiyang looked at Chen Yu behind the door, his face dark as he questioned him:

Why did you decline the invitation?

He was leading the team for this year's Wuhan University freshman exchange competition, but Chen Yu rejected the invitation as soon as it was sent out.

You should know that this is a qualification that many people want but cannot obtain.

When Jia Wanhao and Tang Wan received the invitation, they accepted it with great joy.

But when it came to Chen Yu, Mo Jiyang really didn't expect Chen Yu to refuse.

Chen Yu looked surprised upon hearing this: "What? Just because I received an invitation doesn't mean I have to attend?"

"Of course not. The school will respect the students' wishes regarding participation," Mo Jiyang replied coldly.

"I don't have to go, but you should at least give me a reason, right?"

"No reason, I don't want to go." Chen Yu yawned and prepared to close the door.

Snapped!

Mo Jiyang slammed his hand on the doorframe and whispered, "Do you know what an honor it is to be able to go to the capital to participate in the Wuhan University freshman exchange competition?"

"If you perform exceptionally well in the competition, you can even have your cyborg identity removed. Don't you want to prove yourself in front of so many natural people?"

Mo Jiyang was out of options and could only try to exploit Chen Yu's identity as a cyborg.

In his view, cyborgs should value honor the most and be eager to prove themselves in front of natural people.

However, Chen Yu simply said "not interested" and then pulled hard on the door.

Crunch~ Crunch~

The alloy iron door groaned under the strain, but remained completely still.

"Oh, I know!" Mo Jiyang suddenly looked enlightened, and said sarcastically:

"Both the capital and Shanghai have geniuses who have broken through their limits. You're afraid of losing to them, which is why you're unwilling to participate."

"So-called 'martial arts fanatics' are just cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong!"

Mo Jiyang was truly at his wit's end.

If Chen Yu doesn't play, Hua Ying will undoubtedly lose to the two Wuhan Universities, Beijing Capital and Shanghai University, this year.

Although Chen Yu's chances of winning aren't high, since both opposing teams have warriors who have broken through limits, it's unlikely that the defeat will be too humiliating.

"Trying to provoke me?" Chen Yu's lips curled up slightly. "They're just Fan Wuyou from the capital and Ao Zangfeng from Shangjiang. Once they break through their limits, these two are unimportant, just chickens and dogs."

"What's the use of just talking?" Mo Jiyang curled his lip. "True skill lies in winning with real guns and swords."

"Give me a straight answer, are you going or not? If not, I'm leaving right now!"

"Our Huaying Martial Arts University may lack many things, but it certainly doesn't lack participants!"

After saying that, Mo Jiyang released his grip on the door and made as if to leave.

Bang!

The door slammed shut.

"I'm not going. If you want to leave, then go ahead." Chen Yu's muffled voice came from behind the door.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The next moment, the door was knocked on again, this time several minutes faster than before.

The door opened again, and Mo Jiyang's face darkened even more. He raised his index finger and said coldly:

"Win or lose, one Dragon Tiger Pill."

Chen Yu cannot possibly not participate.

Putting aside honors and such, given Chen Yu's martial arts fanatic personality, it's impossible that he wouldn't want to meet other martial arts masters.

Playing hard to get is just a ploy to gain advantages.

Both of them knew perfectly well that what they had been arguing about was just them testing each other's limits and attitudes.

The result was obvious: Mo Jiyang lost.

Chen Yu doesn't have to go; there's no harm in it anyway.

But Mo Jiyang really couldn't stand by and watch Chen Yu slack off; besides Chen Yu, he had no one else he could use.

After all, if he really relied on those few insignificant people like Jia Wanhao and Tang Wan, he, as the team leader, would really lose all face.

As a resident of Beijing, nothing else matters, but losing face is absolutely unacceptable.

Not to mention that the venue for the Wuhan University freshman exchange competition was his hometown, Beijing.

I wonder how many old acquaintances will be waiting to see him make a fool of himself!

"One Dragon Tiger Pill...you're offering this to a beggar." Chen Yu curled his lip. "I can go...but you'll have to pay extra."

"Quite an appetite." Mo Jiyang had already guessed that Chen Yu wouldn't be so easily dealt with, and waved his hand, saying:

"explain!"

Chen Yu smiled and slowly recited the offer he had been pondering for a long time:

"Ten Dragon Tiger Pills, five hundred Qi and Blood Pills, and reforge my Blood Chant once more, using at least Grade A alloy as the main material."