Call me trash? I can instantly kill an S-level talent with just one yuan!

"Cough cough cough."

After a long while, Ye Chen finally got up again.

His violent coughing caused him to spit out blood, which was mixed with some small pieces of flesh.

This blow shattered his internal organs!

Seeing this, Hongwu and the others below the stage looked even more worried.

"What should we do?"

Zhuge Yue leaned closer to Hongwu, almost in tears with anxiety.

Hongwu frowned, shook his head, and sighed:

"Zheng Yue's talent for controlling strength allows her, at only 22 years old, to possess strength application skills comparable to a veteran of the battlefield. In close combat, even a hundred Ye Chens couldn't defeat her. But Ye Chen's strength is limited to close combat. Alas, there's no solution unless he..."

"Unless what?"

Zhuge Yue turned her head and exchanged a glance with Hongwu.

Neither of them continued speaking.

That secret can only be revealed by Ye Chen himself; they dare not disclose it to the public.

Just then, Ye Chen on the stage changed again.

A wisp of green smoke slowly condensed and swirled around Ye Chen, instantly healing all his strength and restoring him to his peak condition!

At the same time, a pair of small horns emerged from the forehead, round and smooth, exuding a strong sense of life.

Ye Chen's aura surged once again!

Everyone's eyes widened instantly.

Some students of lower spiritual level were so surprised that they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"This is……!"

"Talent materialized?!"

"He's not an S-class talent at all!"

Several exclamations rang out in succession.

In an instant, the entire arena fell silent.

Everyone stared intently at the golden figure surrounded by blue smoke on the arena.

Zheng Feng was also full of surprise.

"I didn't expect this kid to have something hidden!"

At Dragon Soul University, there are currently 103 students with S-level talent, which is not many, but not few either.

There are only 3 SS-level students.

And now, there's one more!

Hongwu and Zhuge Yue exchanged a glance.

Neither of them expected that Ye Chen's breakthrough was not the revelation of his second talent, but rather the release of another bombshell that was enough to shock everyone!

Joy returned to their faces.

On the stage.

Zheng Yue's expression was no longer relaxed; it was now filled with seriousness.

S-level talents and SS-level talents are not measured by the same standard at all.

If she were two major realms higher than Ye Chen, she might still have a chance of winning, but unfortunately, she wasn't.

But it's absolutely impossible for her to admit defeat!

With this in mind, she no longer suppressed herself, unleashing her sixth-level Martial Master strength without reservation. Like a mother tyrannosaurus, she transformed into a blur and rushed towards Ye Chen at lightning speed.

Ye Chen immediately adopted a defensive stance, choosing to face all of Zheng Yue's attacks head-on.

"Bang!!!"

"Bang!!!"

"Bang!!!"

A collision sound several times more intense than before rang in everyone's ears.

No matter how Zheng Yue attacked, even if she broke Ye Chen's arm, he could recover in the blink of an eye, showing no sign of defeat.

In contrast, Zheng Yue's continued activation of her talent was consuming a great deal of physical strength and energy.

The difference between the two is immediately apparent.

Everyone in the audience was watching the fight intently.

The members of the eight major guilds went from initial anticipation to nervousness, and then to disappointment...

Ye Chen gradually eroded their confidence.

After half an hour.

Zheng Yue stopped moving, panting heavily, her chest heaving, and she looked extremely exhausted.

Ye Chen also lowered his blocking arm, his face calm and his breathing steady as if he were watching TV.

Although she was very reluctant to believe it, Zheng Yue still slowly and dejectedly began to speak:

"I lost..."

"Thank you for your mercy, Senior Sister."

Ye Chen bowed slightly.

After saying that, he withdrew his dragon form and turned to look down at the arena.

"Is there anyone else who wants to play against me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience fell silent.

All the members of the eight major guilds pretended to look elsewhere, and some even took out their phones to answer calls.

Fight? Fight with your head?

Now, apart from the three SS-level students and the only SSS-level student, who in the entire school can beat you?

They've exhausted themselves.

"Since there isn't one, then the Star Glory Club recruitment event will officially begin!"

These words immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

All the freshmen called their friends and squeezed towards the front of the ring, and even some older students moved over to come this way.

Upon seeing this, Hong Wu and the other S-level geniuses immediately exerted their influence and organized themselves in an orderly manner.

The sight of this left the members of the eight major guilds deeply moved, and they all led their people away.

The establishment of the Starshine Club is a done deal; the next step is the redistribution of resources.

However, this matter needs to be discussed after Ye Chen, the president of the Starry Night Society, finishes his work.

……

at the same time.

Dragon Soul University, President's Office.

Two old men are enjoying tea at a tea table made of fragrant jade wood.

A man dressed in a blue robe, with a kind face and no energy fluctuations, was none other than Principal Yuan Lie.

The person opposite him was dressed in a white Taoist robe, with white hair and a white beard, and holding a whisk in his hand; he was clearly an old Taoist priest.

At this moment, the room was filled with a strong sense of spatial energy.

A circular mirror image of space was displayed in front of them, showing the inside of the arena.

"This little guy is good."

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard, looking at Ye Chen in the mirror with a smile on his face.

Yuan Lie nodded. "An SSS-level Qilin Body, and also possessing another transformation-type talent, truly a talent."

"Judging from his other talent, it seems it's no less than SS-level. With this combination, they're practically a human wall on the battlefield!"

"If he is properly nurtured, his future achievements will be no less than yours or mine."

The old Taoist priest curled his lip. "What are you saying? You and I are just minor Martial Kings. Above us are Martial Emperors and Martial Saints. Can't you wish people were better off?"

"Is becoming a Martial Emperor so easy? Without a great opportunity, not even one Martial Emperor can emerge from a hundred Martial Kings," Yuan Lie complained.

"Alright, alright, I'm not going to argue with you anymore. Tell me, how are you going to settle this little guy?"

"What else can we do but focus on our studies?"

"Don't hold them back. I don't even want to talk about your lousy school."

"What's wrong with my school! It's one of the top three in the country!"

"Yes, you're last among the top three in the country... What worldly genius would want to come here? There's only one in the whole school, no, now there are two. Look at Black Star, he has six SSS-ranked geniuses!"

"That's because they have no taste!"

"Come on, by the time you're cremated you'll be all you'll be left with is a mouth. You can only fool that silly girl Qingti and this silly boy from the orphanage."

Yuan Lie's chest heaved violently as he snatched the teacup from the old Taoist's hand.

"Give it to me! Don't drink it!"

The old Taoist smacked his lips helplessly, "See, he's in a hurry again."

"Alright, let's get down to business. I want to take this little guy with me."

"Don't even think about it! You old geezer."

The old Taoist priest persisted, "Keeping him here is a waste of his talent. What can you possibly develop him into? Let him come with me to the front lines; he'll grow much faster there than in school!"

"Get out of here right now, I don't want to see you again."

"Fine, if that's how you want it, I'm going to tell the old man."

"You can't take a joke, can you!"

The old Taoist's expression turned serious. "You were the one who started this charade. Besides, don't you know how tense the situation is right now? No genius can be left behind!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Lie remained silent for a moment.

Then he let out a heavy sigh.

"Here's what we'll do. After the freshman competition next month, I'll issue a long-term mission for him to be stationed at the front lines. We'll see if he's willing to go. If he's willing, you can go to the front lines and guide him. If he's not willing, don't force him. Is that alright?"

"Hehehe, okay, it's a deal!"

A smile appeared on the old Taoist's face.

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from the room.

Yuan Lie stared at the empty room, pondered for a moment, and then a cunning smile appeared on his lips.

He then took out his phone and made a call.

As soon as the call connected, a cold female voice came through.

"Master."

"Green grapes, are you still fighting on the front lines?"

"Yes."

"Oh, come back here. Your master has a task for you."