29: Brutal Petition

"Referee, what if someone accidentally gets killed?" Chen Qing asked the referee, who was lying down and resting.

The referee frowned, but he didn't think these two kids could kill each other before he could react.

Martial Artists weren't that easy to kill.

"It's on me!"

If you can kill him, I lose!

The referee didn't care much and continued to close his eyes to rest.

"Chen Qing, I didn't mean to provoke you..." At this moment, Wang He regretted it a little and was no longer so stubborn.

Before Wang He could finish his sentence, Chen Qing took a step and quickly rushed towards him.

This time, Chen Qing was no longer as conservative as before, choosing to take the initiative.

His footwork was very fast; even without using the Martial Skill Shadow Step, he was incomparable to an ordinary first-stage Martial Artist.

He rushed to Wang He's front in an extremely short time. With his current speed and strength, he could kick Wang He, who couldn't react in time, off the arena with just one kick.

But he didn't do that. Instead, he stopped abruptly and threw a punch at Wang He's abdomen.

He deliberately held back his strength in this punch, but it still made Wang He arch his back, and he couldn't help but cover his abdomen with his hands.

The pain from his abdomen made Wang He lean forward.

Chen Qing's movements didn't stop, and he delivered an upward punch to Wang He's chin, unleashing a 'Lushan Ascending Dragon Punch' often seen in many fighting games from his previous life!

"Bang!"

Wang He was sent flying by this punch, half of his teeth shattered, and he felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to make an effective response.

Beside the arena, the referee, who had been resting with his eyes closed, was now fully awake. He jumped up from his chair, intending to rush to the arena to stop the fight.

Wang He had already lost his combat ability. He was even knocked unconscious and bleeding heavily from his mouth, completely unable to shout the words 'I surrender'.

He suspected that if this continued, someone would die!

But Chen Qing ignored everything, grabbing Wang He's ankle with his right arm and squeezing it suddenly!

He held nothing back this time, and a slight sound of bones cracking came from the ankle!

"Ah!"

Wang He, still suspended in mid-air, screamed and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Chen Qing turned a deaf ear, exerting force with both his thigh and arm, swinging Wang He in his hand and smashing him towards the ground behind him!

"Boom!"

A huge roar echoed throughout the entire Martial Arts Arena!

Wang He's body was heavily slammed onto the metal alloy arena, and many sounds of bones breaking came from all over his body.

Wang He's eyes rolled back, a large amount of blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he lay motionless on the ground, his life unknown!

The referee had just landed when the battle ended.

Chen Qing raised his hands, looking innocent, indicating that he would not continue to fight.

5 seconds! The battle only lasted 5 seconds!

It was even faster and more ruthless than the fight against the new student Xia Xuan, who was not on the rankings!

Wang He was almost unilaterally crushed from beginning to end, without even showing a trace of his strength!

The referee looked at this harmless-looking young man with a solemn expression, cold sweat already breaking out on his back.

He squatted down to check Wang He's condition.

More than 70% of his bones were shattered, and almost none of his internal organs were intact! His head hitting the ground caused intracranial hemorrhage, leading to a coma.

Fortunately, this kid knew his limits and left Wang He with a breath.

As long as he wasn't dead, he could still recover with resources and time.

The referee visibly breathed a sigh of relief, picked up Wang He, and turned to look at Chen Qing.

Chen Qing chuckled: "Teacher, I definitely have to give you Face! You said it would be on you if he died, so of course, I couldn't really kill him. But Teacher, don't be so careless next time. For Martial Artist matters, it's better to be rigorous."

The referee suddenly smiled and nodded: "You're right! This was my dereliction of duty. Chen Qing, I accept this Face. If you need any help, you can come find me."

After speaking, he jumped off the arena and quickly sent Wang He to the Wood Element Academy, which had the best medical facilities in the school. Since something happened to someone in his care, he naturally had to take responsibility.

Below the stage, it was completely silent at this moment.

If the previous battle between Chen Qing and the new student Xia Xuan had given them surprise and made them take Chen Qing seriously,

Then in this battle, the strength Chen Qing displayed was far from that simple.

Moreover, this person's moves were ruthless. Although Wang He had continuously provoked him first, Chen Qing's decisive actions, without any intention of sparring, were enough to show that this person's Heart-Nature was not as kind as his appearance suggested.

Wang Xiaomin's eyes were shining at this moment: "Well done! Chen Qing, you should beat up such good-for-nothings severely! Those who are weak but love to babble and provoke deserve to be beaten!"

Chen Qing smiled and nodded at her words.

He wouldn't undermine Wang Xiaomin at this time. He certainly wouldn't say, 'Wang Xiaomin, you also seem to be not very strong but love to cause trouble!'

After all, Wang Xiaomin was now nominally a part of Chen Qing's faction, so she was one of his own!

Everyone swallowed, and their perception of this new student on stage changed greatly.

This was not a simple novice; this guy beat someone to a pulp without even blinking.

This guy must have seen many bloody scenes!

"This, this is too strong! This is not the strength of an early first-stage! At least mid-stage, or even, even high-stage! And..."

"And his Martial Skills are cultivated extremely well! His control over his own strength is very high!" Someone added.

As these words came out, others couldn't help but feel bitter in their hearts. Was the gap between people really that big?

Many of them were even in their second year, still stuck in the non-Martial Artist stage, striving for the non-Martial Artist limit, and their Martial Skills were cultivated messily.

As a result, a new student could beat up a second-year student right after enrollment. Where could they go to reason about this?

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"Mingyu, this new brother of yours is not simple!"

In the stands, Tang Wu had already stood up from his seat, looking at Chen Qing on the stage with a solemn expression.

Zhao Yuanyue was also excited: "He is very strong! At least not weaker than me! What he has shown so far is always just one E-rank Martial Skill, Earth Splitting Palm, but do you believe he has only Cultivated this one Martial Skill?"

Believe in ghosts; they would rather believe in ghosts than Chen Qing's words.

Fu Mingyu didn't want to speak anymore at this moment.

Damn it, Chen Qing was someone he had watched grow up—no, that sounded a bit strange.

Chen Qing was someone he had watched grow step by step during this period, and he had purchased all his Cultivation resources.

He could see him almost all the time, except for the actual Cultivation process itself.

How could he suddenly become so strong?

Could it be that this guy really had some Great Grandmaster of the Dao looking out for him? Secretly teaching him the Nine Yang Divine Skill or something?

Or did these guys really lie from the beginning, providing false information?

Fu Mingyu's mind was a bit confused.

From his nearly 20 years of experience as a single man, even if this guy was also a lifelong single, he shouldn't be progressing so fast, right?