High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

From the moment she broke through to the fourth realm to the moment Shen Chang'an knocked her unconscious with pure close combat, the whole process took less than ten seconds!

Shen Chang'an slowly straightened up, raised the back of his hand, and casually wiped away a trace of blood from the sword energy that had grazed his cheek. He glanced at the unconscious Zhao Jin and said, "The sword energy is a bit sharper than before. Not bad."

The referee swallowed hard: "Zhao... Zhao Jin is unconscious. Shen Chang'an wins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a team of medical personnel who were already prepared rushed out from the corner of the arena. They lifted Zhao Jin onto a stretcher and quickly left the scene.

After a brief silence, unprecedented anger erupted from the stands!

"You beast! How could you hit a defenseless girl so hard? Don't you even know what camaraderie is?!"

"Exactly! You don't even understand basic chivalry; you're practically a psychopathic killer!"

"This is too cruel! Was it really necessary to beat someone to death?!"

Faced with this overwhelming moral condemnation, Shen Chang'an stopped in his tracks, preparing to step down.

He turned around, looked at the indignant "guardians of justice" in the stands, and suddenly laughed.

"To show tenderness and compassion?"

Shen Chang'an picked up the microphone at the edge of the ring, and his voice, carrying a biting sarcasm, was amplified throughout the arena.

"What? When you encounter those bloodthirsty monsters on your field missions, are you planning to show them mercy? Do you expect them to bow to you before devouring you?"

"This isn't a life-or-death battle! You're just making excuses!"

Someone in the stands blushed and roared in rebuttal.

"Isn't it a life-or-death battle?"

Shen Chang'an was so angry he laughed.

"Didn't I give her a chance? I gave her two chances, otherwise she would have died long ago."

"I neither harmed her vital essence nor crippled her body; I simply knocked her unconscious..."

The audience on stage didn't buy it at all, and their insults echoed throughout the venue, making him the target of everyone's condemnation in an instant.

Seeing that the conversation was going nowhere, he casually threw the microphone on the ground, letting out a piercing whistle.

"Since you all like talking about colleagueship so much, and like acting like saints so much."

Shen Chang'an slowly walked to the center of the arena, his gaze sweeping over the entire arena as if looking down at ants.

"Come."

He extended a finger and beckoned arrogantly.

"Whoever yelled the loudest just now, and whoever is still not convinced, get down here now!"

"I'm giving you a chance to be heroes. If you're too scared to do it alone, you can call a few more people to come together, it doesn't matter."

Shen Chang'an cracked his neck: "However, let me make this clear from the start. This time, I won't be as gentle as I was with Miss Zhao earlier."

"Arrogant!"

"Damn, that's too arrogant! Brothers, let's take him down!"

Several hot-blooded second and third realm freshmen could no longer hold back and directly grabbed the railing of the stands, ready to jump down!

"Stop it, all of you!!!"

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control.

A tall figure appeared at the highest point of the stands.

Zhou Nianci, with a sullen face, pushed up her glasses and glanced at the troublemakers who were about to jump off the stands.

"This is a school training ground, not a place for gangsters to fight over territory!"

"Anyone who dares to take another step forward will have their cultivation crippled and be kicked out of the Night Guard!"

Under this imposing force, the hot-blooded freshmen instantly sobered up, sweating profusely as they retreated back to their seats.

"Get rid of that naive student mentality, everyone!"

Zhou Nianci strode down the stands in her high heels, her voice echoing throughout the underground stadium: "You think you're some big shot just because you're called geniuses back home? Look at your pathetic rage just now! You think others went too far? You think colleagues should know when to stop?"

She suddenly pointed at Shen Chang'an on the arena, her gaze sweeping across the entire arena like lightning: "Him, Shen Chang'an. Just like you, he's only eighteen years old this year! But he has single-handedly killed over a thousand demons and evil cultivators!"

The entire room fell silent.

All the freshmen stared wide-eyed, stunned by the exaggerated number.

"Among you present, who has killed more demons than him?"

Zhou Nianci gave a cold laugh.

"Don't even talk about comparing them individually. I dare say that all of you combined haven't seen as much blood as he has!"

Standing in the center of the arena, Shen Chang'an touched his nose, feeling a rare hint of embarrassment.

This was the first time in eighteen years that he had been publicly praised by his superiors in front of so many people.

"Want to spar? Want to stand up for what's right?"

"Fine! Then let's follow the rules and go through the proper challenge process in the martial arts arena! Don't act like a sore loser barking in the stands!"

Listening to Zhou Nianci's reprimand, the freshmen on the stands blushed and were too embarrassed to speak.

He then pulled his hands out of his pockets, a gentle smile on his face, and clapped lightly at the crowd in the stands.

"Slap, slap, slap..."

The crisp, slow applause sounded jarring in the deathly silent stadium, dripping with sarcasm.

"I love the way you guys can't stand me but can't do anything about it."

Seeing his arrogant demeanor, several hot-tempered boys on stage almost suffered a stroke on the spot, their back teeth nearly grinding to powder.

Bai Yin was immediately amused by this scene, clutching her stomach and laughing so hard she almost fell over: "I can't take it anymore, our boss still has a temper! He usually seems indifferent to everything, but his skill at provoking people is absolutely top-notch!"

Li Xiwan couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Teacher Zhou is right. We are all civilized people, so let's follow the proper procedures."

Shen Chang'an stopped clapping and slowly said, "However, my appearance fee is quite high, and challenges aren't free. If you want to get beaten up... oh no, if you want to spar, prepare your chips. One match, five hundred contribution points, no credits."

At this point, the smile on Shen Chang'an's lips slowly faded.

next second.

"boom--!!!"

A vast and terrifying spiritual pressure, like a deep abyss, surged forth from his body without reservation!

This spiritual pressure was mixed with the tangible killing intent he had waded through mountains of corpses and seas of blood from thousands of demons!

"From freshman to senior year."

The ground beneath Shen Chang'an's feet began to crack, and under the overwhelming pressure, he declared, word by word:

"I accepted them all."

The entire stands fell silent instantly.

Faced with that palpable killing intent and spiritual pressure, several first-stage freshmen in the front row who were close by even had their legs go weak and collapsed to the ground, finding it extremely difficult to breathe.

Even Zhou Nianci, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but tremble when she sensed this undisguised aura, and took a few more glances at the boy.

"It really is the Fifth Realm..."

Zhou Nianci was secretly horrified.

Having finished his boastful act, Shen Chang'an naturally concealed his aura, put his hands back in his pockets, and swaggered out of the underground arena through the passage. Zhou Nianci also gave the stands a deep look before turning and leaving.

Until the two figures completely disappeared at the end of the passage.

Hall 1 in Area A, which was as quiet as a graveyard, suddenly erupted with a terrifying sonic wave that almost blew the roof off!

"Holy crap!!! What did I just feel?!"

"Fifth Realm!! That's the spiritual pressure of a Fifth Realm cultivator!! My grandfather was a Fifth Realm cultivator, I absolutely cannot be mistaken!!!"

"An eighteen-year-old fifth-realm expert?! Is this even a human's cultivation speed? Even starting cultivation in the womb wouldn't be possible!"

"Accepting one-on-one challenges from everyone?! Five hundred contribution points per match?! He's going to fleece Shanghai University bald!"

"This is insane...this world is absolutely insane..."

Listening to the frantic screams and existential wails of the freshmen around me.

Sitting in the front row, Ji Lin unfolded his ink-wash folding fan with a "whoosh," looked at the freshmen on the stage who had collapsed to the ground because they could not withstand the killing intent, and shook his head with emotion.

"The people in these universities in Shanghai are indeed all outstanding individuals."

Ji Lin sighed, "It's just a pity that Shen Chang'an, that freak... he's the dragon among dragons."

Even at Shanghai University, a place where heroes from all over the world gather, he was still the most formidable dragon crossing the river.