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

Seeing that the situation was spiraling out of control, Li Wan, as the host, had no choice but to step forward, her voice resounding throughout the venue:

"Don't crowd around the ring; prioritize participating in one-on-one duels."

The students looked up, then reluctantly dispersed.

However, a small group of people still blocked the front of the ring and refused to leave.

Time flies.

Four small competition stages hosted one match after another, with referees and instructors continuously recording the participants' scores and uploading them to the central computer.

No one has been able to get onto the arena where Ye Chen is located so far.

As the competition progressed into its later stages, even Hongwu and his companions joined in the fun.

However, he only stepped onto the second step before turning back.

This left the students who had come to watch the spectacle somewhat disappointed.

Six hours passed in the blink of an eye.

The one-on-one competition has ended, and all students' scores have been recorded.

But here's the problem: the students who signed up for the ring competition haven't even stepped onto the ring yet, let alone participated in the competition. How should their results be calculated?

Everyone sat quietly in the stands, their gazes shifting back and forth between the mentors and Ye Chen, as if they were all waiting for an explanation.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.

Li Wan had never encountered this situation before, and she was a little unsure of what to do. She couldn't help but turn to look at Vice Principal Huang Heshan.

The latter smiled and nodded.

Li Wan nodded, turned to face the thousands of students, and the sound of energy circulating throughout the venue:

"The ultimate victor in the arena battle: Ye Chen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the results of the arena match were simultaneously displayed on the screen above his head.

First place: Ye Chen, points: 1.

Second place: Empty

Third place: Empty

……

This scene left everyone completely dumbfounded.

Not only are freshmen confused, but upperclassmen are even more confused.

They had never seen anything like this since the establishment of Dragon Soul University!

Li Xiang's eyes widened. "Holy crap, you can do that?"

Hongwu smiled wryly, "Otherwise what? Who can go up there? If they can't even get up there, how can they achieve anything?"

Jiang Cha swallowed hard. "Ye Chen is a real bastard..."

"quiet!"

Li Wan's voice rang out.

"Next up is the second activity: a friendly league!"

"The top ten contestants in the competition will challenge the top ten senior students from the previous competition."

"We still choose freedom, and the rules remain the same."

"We can begin!"

Li Wan sat back down on the referee's table.

At the same time, the ten sophomores who had been waiting slowly stood up.

Judging from their expressions, they didn't have the relaxed and carefree feeling of seniors beating up juniors; their faces were full of helplessness.

If it weren't for the rules, they would never have wanted to get involved in this mess, facing the rising Starry Night Society.

At this moment, Li Xiang, Jiang Cha Hongwu, and the other two exchanged a glance, each revealing a cold smile, and simultaneously sent a message on their phones.

The next second, all the freshmen who had just won the top ten in the one-on-one duel sat back in their seats obediently, showing no intention of challenging their seniors.

The second-year students were completely dumbfounded when they saw this.

What's going on?

Nobody's taking on the challenge?

So does that mean... we can leave now?

The group exchanged glances, all unsure of what to do.

Not only were they stunned, but Ye Chen on the stage was also stunned.

Why don't these guys take on the challenge?

He turned to look at the stands, and when he saw the excited expression on Li Xiang's face, he immediately understood what was going on.

This kid is trying to use this opportunity to make a name for the Starshine Club and become popular again!

Ye Chen shook his head helplessly.

Unexpectedly, even the chairman was part of the scheme.

He sighed.

Now that things have come to this point, he can't back down.

moment.

He slowly stood up, looked at the location of the second-year students, and said calmly:

"All ten of you... come at me together."

The moment these words were spoken, the entire room fell silent.

But before anyone could react...

"I give up!"

"I give up too!"

"I give up too..."

Nine voices rang out in succession.

Of the ten students, only one remained: Wei Qing, the former deacon of the Tiger Shark Club.

Peak of the second level of martial arts!

He steeled himself and slowly walked to the front of the arena, staring at Ye Chen.

"Pei Hu once did me a great favor, and in this battle, I must fight you!"

"Can."

Ye Chen's gaze remained calm as he withdrew the energy pressure that had enveloped the arena.

Wei Qing felt the energy barrier in front of him disappear and gave Ye Chen a grateful look.

Otherwise, with his martial arts level two cultivation, he probably wouldn't even be able to get up there.

The students watching this scene couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Some people even dug up his old stories.

"This Wei Qing is quite loyal and righteous. Even after the Tiger Shark Gang was disbanded, he's still thinking about that good-for-nothing Pei Hu."

"I heard that when Wei Qing first came to Dragon Soul, he was bullied and almost crippled, but Pei Hu saved him."

"So there's this connection? Well, Wei Qing openly attacked the chairman this time, so that can be considered repaying him."

"Hehe, I hope the president won't go too far..."

……

On the arena.

Ye Chen heard every word of the others' discussion, which made him feel somewhat emotional.

If someone had been able to save the original owner back then, I probably wouldn't have had this opportunity to travel through time.

Fate is cruel.

Composing himself, he looked directly at Wei Qing and said slowly, "Fighting back and forth is too much of a waste of time. Let's settle this with one move."

Wei Qing was taken aback.

What is he doing...?

Don't want to lose too badly?

Or do they want to thoroughly defeat themselves and demonstrate their strength?

"how?"

Ye Chen's voice rang out again.

Wei Qing calmed down.

Regardless of the opponent's purpose, he was confident that his strongest attack would be no weaker than anyone else's at the same level!

Even if Ye Chen's cultivation level is high, he will never lose too badly!

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at Ye Chen with an extremely serious expression.

"Alright! Let's settle this with one move!"

"please."

Ye Chen slowly retreated to the other side of the arena and stood with his hands behind his back.

Wei Qing lowered his body slightly, and the energy in his dantian continuously gathered into his hands, causing the air to gradually vibrate.

Everyone around held their breath and stared intently at this scene.

Wei Qing's strength is evident to all, and he is among the top students in the entire sophomore year.

Even a third-year university student would have to take the strongest attack seriously.

His current opponent is a freshman.

Everyone wanted to know just how strong this person, who was hailed as the strongest freshman, really was!

call!

call!

Energy is roaring.

Two fierce whirlwinds condensed on Wei Qing's fist.

The critical value is constantly approaching.

Just as the energy reached its limit, Wei Qing's eyes instantly changed from cold to crazed.

"Ten Thousand Blades of Gangfeng!"

boom!

A huge cyan whirlwind suddenly shot out from his fist.

The whirlwind swelled in the wind, expanding to over ten meters in diameter the instant it left his fist. Its pointed tip radiated terrifying destructive power, even disrupting space and causing a gale to sweep through the entire venue.

"This attack probably has the power of a martial artist at the seventh or eighth level."

On the judges' platform, the vice principal gave a satisfied review.

Upon hearing this, the other mentor blushed with pride; Wei Qing was his disciple.

The students in the audience gasped in amazement.

Li Xiang shielded himself with one arm against the fierce wind, exclaiming, "Damn, is this guy that strong?!"

Hongwu remained calm, arms crossed in front of him. "Relax—with this little strength, you can't cause any trouble in front of the guild leader."

"Really?" Jiang Cha looked over in surprise.

While the group was talking.

The cyan whirlwind drill bit slammed into Ye Chen.

To be precise, it crashed into an energy shield in front of him.

"Zzzzzzzzzzz!"

The grinding sound of tooth acid echoed throughout the venue.