242: My martial arts! I don't need anyone else to influence me.

My Martial Dao! It doesn't need others to dictate it!

The girl with the ponytail looked away and said to the Handsome Youth who was eating his meal across from her.

"It seems he's also back for the National University Student Martial Arts Tournament."

"This kind of opportunity to compete with the top young talents from martial arts halls across the country only comes once every two years. How could a warmonger like Xiao Ding miss it?"

The Handsome Youth continued eating without looking up, responding casually.

"The top ten students on the senior student ranking list are all going. I wonder how it will turn out this time. I hope our Seventh Sacred Martial Academy doesn't end up at the bottom again."

The girl sighed lightly, her entire expression becoming very complex and solemn.

To be honest.

When she heard this result.

For a moment, she found it a bit hard to accept... The Handsome Youth looked up in surprise, "Last place?? What are you talking about? With Devil King Su Bai in this Martial Arts Tournament, we might even contend for first place. Why would we be last?"

The girl shook her head, "Su Bai might not participate."

"What?"

The Handsome Youth was stunned, asking subconsciously.

"Why? Seventh University finally produced a once-in-a-century Su Bai, and they won't let him participate?"

"Have the school leaders gone mad?"

"Chen Beixuan, I warn you to be more polite."

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot your father is the Vice Principal..."

The Handsome Youth apologized repeatedly, and the girl's expression softened slightly.

"My father said that Martial God Huang Quan's test for Su Bai is that he cannot participate in the National University Student Martial Arts Tournament."

If Su Bai participates, the assessment will be declared a failure!"

"What kind of test is this?"

Chen Beixuan looked puzzled!

"Even if they want to suppress Su Bai's brilliance, there's no need to do it this way."

"How can we fathom the thoughts of Dean Huang Quan? Since he's doing this, he naturally has his profound intentions."

Chen Beixuan sighed, a look of regret on his face.

"What a pity. Two years ago, the Jidao Twin Stars swept through Seven Sages University, leaving the entire Seven Sages University without any dignity. I heard that Transcendent Martial Arts Hall also produced a 'Sacred Seed' in the past two years, and its prominence is unmatched!

I originally thought we could rely on Su Bai to get back at them this time, but now..."

Chen Beixuan threw his chopsticks on the table, saying dejectedly, "We'll have to be defeated again."

"We're about to graduate..."

"It's okay."

The girl gently held Chen Beixuan's hand, comforting him softly:

"After being abused so much, you get used to it!"

..."National University Student Martial Arts Tournament?"

Su Bai looked at his phone, which displayed a school email he had just received.

The email notified him to gather at the school gate at 8 AM three days later to participate in the National University Student Martial Arts Tournament.

If he was late or didn't show up, it would be considered an automatic forfeiture of his eligibility to participate in the event.

Su Bai strongly suspected that the last sentence was specifically written for him.

Would the school allow strong Senior Students not to participate?

They would probably drag them there even if they had to.

Su Bai stood up and walked to the room's window. Through the glass, he could clearly see several shadowy figures lurking outside his dormitory courtyard.

These people had been there since the day he returned to school.

They were from the student affairs office.

Most likely, they were sent by the school.

It was less about surveillance and more about seeing if he would leave to carry out a certain mission... to kill a certain person... "You don't want me to go, do you?"

Su Bai turned around, looking at a framed piece of calligraphy on the wall, and said faintly.

"But the path I, Su Bai, walk cannot be dictated by others... Seventh Martial Arts University cannot!"

"Martial God, cannot either."

Su Bai glanced at the distant, unmoving, silently standing Martial Emperor Pagoda.

Then he sat down cross-legged, casually picking up a piece of cloth to gently wipe the Scarlet Dragon-Patterned Blade.

His eyes held the same calmness as always.

On the computer desktop behind him, information about Jidao Martial Arts Hall and Jidao Martial Emperor was densely listed... Three days later.

At the gate of Seventh Sacred Martial Academy,

A bus was parked, and many Senior Students and New Student of Seventh Martial Arts University were gathered together.

Chen Beixuan and other top ten experts on the senior student ranking list stood in front of the bus, as if waiting for something.

The National University Student Martial Arts Tournament was about to begin, and today was the day of departure.

Vice Principal Zhao Tai would personally lead the team.

Everyone was quite excited, because everyone knew very well what kind of earth-shattering figure their Seventh Sacred Martial Academy had produced this year.

"With the Devil King going to battle, our Seventh Sacred Martial Academy will completely redeem itself and regain its former glory in this National Martial Arts Tournament!"

"I really can't think of a reason to lose. I'm already eager to see Su Bai crush those martial arts hall juniors. It's a pity I can't go along and be there in person..."

"It's okay, there's a live broadcast. Just watch the live broadcast then."

"By the way, why isn't Su Bai here yet?"

Listening to the discussions of the many students around him, Chen Beixuan, standing in the crowd, secretly smiled bitterly.

These people clearly didn't know that Su Bai wasn't coming at all.

Compared to the biennial National University Student Martial Arts Tournament, the Martial God Legacy was clearly much more important.

Even a fool would know how to choose.

"If it were me, I'd rather not participate in the tournament. I'd just get beaten up anyway!"

Chen Beixuan thought to himself.

He specifically glanced at Vice Principal Zhao Tai, who was leading the team.

Zhao Tai's expression was very normal; there was no sign of anxiety on his face at all.

Although he occasionally looked down at his watch, Chen Beixuan felt that it was more like he was anxious to depart.

But it was clear that Su Bai would definitely not be coming.

Chen Beixuan hadn't even finished a thought when he heard commotions and cheers erupting from the crowd.

The flock scattered, and the tiger emerged.

A tall, casually elegant young man walked in from outside the crowd.

He simply carried a weapon bag. Who else could it be but Su Bai?!

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Chen Beixuan subconsciously froze, then abruptly turned to look at Zhao Tai.

He saw that Zhao Tai, who had just been relaxed, now had a complicated expression after seeing Su Bai appear.

It was an unspeakable frustration after his expectations were dashed, filled with deep disappointment. "Su Bai."

Zhao Tai took a deep breath, saying with great complexity...

"You must have thought it through. The National University Student Martial Arts Tournament has just begun. You... still have time."

Su Bai replied calmly: "Vice Principal, it's all about the heart. That's what you told me."

Zhao Tai opened his mouth, as if to say something more.

In the end, he didn't, merely waving his hand sullenly and announcing in a deep voice.

"Get on the bus!"

"Oh!"

"Seventh University will win!"

"Devil King's triumphant return!"

The surrounding Seventh University students erupted in enthusiastic cheers, loudly cheering on the team that was about to represent Seventh University.

Amidst all this excitement, Zhao Tai's expression, however, seemed somewhat numb.