44: Chapter 44 The Second Clash of Guns and Fists

Just after the student with the blade was kicked off the stage, Su Mu picked up his long spear and activated his Dark Thunder Domain.

He rushed into the middle of the eight people, swept his spear across, and directly knocked down most of the students.

He then knocked down the remaining few students with a few more strikes.

Although most people couldn't see Su Mu's movements clearly, the professors and teachers on the rostrum saw them perfectly.

"While there was an element of carelessness from the other students, based on this speed alone, I'm certain that no more than a handful of freshmen can actually trade blows with him."

"Indeed, I see this child's ability is also very powerful. I suppose he must be that rumored S-rank ability user.

I thought it was just a rumor!"

"Old Yang's eye for talent is as sharp as ever."

Several professors chimed in one after another. These usually refined professors were speaking with a touch of heroic spirit today.

However, it was understandable. After all, Huaxia regulations dictated that all high-level ability users must go to the front-line battlefields.

Even scholars must take up arms when they go to the battlefield.

Having been tempered by the battlefield, these professors all had hot blood burning in their hearts, and it was inevitable that it would show when they got excited.

As he stepped off the stage, Arena 1 became the first to finish in this round.

Luo Zhenyue watched Su Mu calmly walk down from the stage and couldn't help but clench his fists.

He really is a powerful opponent!!

Now, Luo Zhenyue was looking forward to the end of the first stage of the competition; he wanted to challenge Su Mu right now.

Su Mu walking off the stage attracted a lot of attention.

This included the students in Villa 001 and Villa 002.

"Guan Yue, this person looks very capable! Why haven't I heard of him at all before?"

In fact, any student who took the Freshman Competition seriously would specifically look into the top few students among the Modu Ability University freshmen.

And it was very simple to do so; they just had to investigate according to the villa numbers.

They only needed to look into the first six villas.

Sixteen students could advance to the second stage, so one only needed to understand the students ranked in the top dozen or so.

After all, there were only two challenge opportunities in the second stage.

The person named Guan Yue was the girl from Villa 002, and she also ranked second in this year's Modu Ability University freshman scores.

Of course, this second place was the second place after excluding Su Mu.

"His speed is fast, and his strength isn't weak either."

Guan Yue spoke briefly, not saying much, her attitude remaining arrogant.

However, some students also scoffed at Su Mu.

"He only won the first round by relying on a sneak attack. I don't know what there is to be proud of. If I meet him in the second round, I'll definitely show him what real strength is."

"..."

There were also some people who didn't see Su Mu's battle. After all, there were twenty-four arenas in total, so not many people were watching Arena 1, and some students were also competing on their own stages.

But it wasn't just teachers and professors watching the Freshman Competition; there were also seniors from various clubs.

Their purpose for coming here was only one: 'snatching a son-in-law from the rankings.' They were there to recruit freshmen with potential and strength to join their clubs.

Among them was naturally Mu Feng; as the president of the Spear Technique Club, she also came to the Freshman Competition to recruit new students.

"President, what do you think of that junior from Arena 1 just now?"

A girl standing next to Mu Feng was holding a notebook as if recording something, and from her expression, she seemed quite satisfied with Su Mu.

"What strength can someone have who only knows how to use sneak attacks and opportunistic tricks?"

Before Mu Feng could speak, a male student spoke up in dissatisfaction, immediately labeling Su Mu as a sneak attacker.

Mu Feng's brow furrowed slightly. This boy was named Fan Yi, the vice president of the Spear Technique Club. However, he was arrogant and looked down on everyone.

Most importantly, he was pursuing Mu Feng, but Mu Feng ignored him completely.

Mu Feng didn't want to deal with this piece of 'dog-skin plaster' and continued to watch the battles on the arenas below.

The first stage of the Freshman Competition soon ended, and in the end, 190 students entered the second stage of the competition.

As for why it wasn't 197 students, it was because there was a supplementary rule for the ten-person group matches.

If a winner was not decided within 20 minutes, then all 10 people would be eliminated.

With the conclusion of the first round of the Freshman Competition, the arenas on the playground were divided and reorganized into 16 arenas in a 4x4 arrangement.

"Next is the second round of our Freshman Competition, the arena gauntlet.

Any student who has the confidence to hold an arena can step up and become the Arena Lord to defend it."

Normally, the first person to go up and defend is either sufficiently confident or knows they are no match and is just going through the motions.

But the Freshman Competition was different. If one didn't have the certainty of winning the final championship, it didn't really matter what rank they got.

In that case, it was better to take the lead and leave a good impression on the teachers and professors, so as to apprentice under a good teacher at the Apprenticeship Ceremony after the Freshman Competition.

Sure enough, after a short while, several students jumped onto the arenas.

Su Mu searched through the crowd and finally saw the Little Monk standing to one side, looking at him.

With a slight smile, Su Mu stepped onto the arena.

He stood on one side of the stage, waiting for Luo Zhenyue to come up.

Standing to the side, Luo Zhenyue saw that Su Mu had already taken the stage. He immediately rushed out of the crowd and jumped onto the arena.

This attracted quite a bit of attention because currently only 10 of the 16 arenas were occupied; even if one were to go up, they should have picked an empty arena.

But no one cared; it was the same whether they fought sooner or later anyway.

The two stood facing each other on the stage. Su Mu held his spear and cupped his fist; Luo Zhenyue was wearing Alloy Gauntlets this time and also cupped both fists.

The leaders on the rostrum watched the movements of the two, feeling a bit of a 'martial arts brotherhood' vibe from them.

They all found it rather interesting.

"These two little fellows are really quite interesting. Looking at them like this, they seem like martial arts heroes."

A middle-aged male teacher showed an interested expression.

The two on the stage had already assumed their stances. It looked as if the battle would erupt in the next second.

'Bang!'

Fist and spear tip collided, letting out a loud bang.

"Ha!"

Both let out a shout at the same time, and their abilities instantly surged from within their bodies.

Luo Zhenyue's entire body emitted a golden light. Su Mu looked at that golden light and felt it was much more dazzling than during the Ability College Entrance Examination.

Su Mu's ability was actually invisible after erupting; only when he projected his ability outward would there be black lightning.

Although Su Mu's ability manifestation couldn't be seen, the aura on his body was constantly rising.

Like swimming dragons, the figures of the two constantly flickered on the stage. A large portion of the freshmen couldn't even see their forms clearly.

From time to time, 'bang bang bang' sounds were heard from the arena.

The strength of both was extremely great, and Su Mu also deliberately did not use the dark thunder from the Dark Thunder Domain.

The main reason was that the lightning element did indeed counter Luo Zhenyue's ability. If they clashed using abilities, a winner would be decided very quickly.

"Proficient-level Spear Technique and Proficient-level Fist Technique. Two good prospects!"

"Let's not even think about the student using the spear; he's definitely the one Old Yang has his eye on. However, we can try to win over that Little Monk who uses his fists."

Yang Wendao, who was nearby, heard this and spoke directly, "Don't even think about it. The Little Monk is that person's disciple."

Although he didn't state it explicitly, all the professors and teachers present understood.

Consequently, pairs of shocked eyes turned toward the arena.