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124: Did you do it on purpose or accidentally?

Liu Hanfeng from Shen City made his appearance.

His appearance was remarkably striking; his posture was as upright as a pine, and his temperament was noble and unique.

He carried a dark red recurve bow on his back.

The bow's length was incredibly exaggerated, reaching a full 1.8 meters!

The bowstring was made from an unknown beast's sinew, exhibiting a shimmering silver color.

But he only brought the bow, no quiver, and just like that, he grandly made his entrance.

This scene utterly dumbfounded the Zha Tian Gang.

Qi Chuanyu mumbled, pointing at Liu Hanfeng in the center of the arena: "Is this guy missing something?"

Niu Yanben shook his little blond hair: "Compared to my temperament, he's definitely missing something."

Qi Chuanyu: ???

Liao Zhongyang's gaze was unfathomable: "He didn't even bring arrows?"

"Bringing a knife in the rain but no umbrella," Du Ziteng groaned, "bringing a bow on a clear day but no arrows."

Qi Chuanyu rolled his eyes; it was quite rhyming, damn it.

At this moment, Principal Zhang chuckled.

His gaze fell on Old Qin.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

What the heck is this!

So nervous he forgot his arrows, is that it?

How could he present himself like this.

Principal Zhang, feigning concern, comforted him: "Old Qin, don't be disappointed. It's a competition, and it's normal to feel nervous and forget things. Don't criticize the student later; there's always next year."

Old Qin chuckled, but didn't reply.

Principal Zhang thought to himself: He's quite good at pretending to be calm; you're in for a show!

Just then, the referee entered the arena.

"Liu Hanfeng vs. Li Jian, begin!"

Li Jian, however, didn't make the first move. Instead, he said very humbly: "Liu Hanfeng, I won't bully you. You forgot your quiver. I'll give you a chance to go back and get it."

Li Jian's idea was simple: as long as Di Shitian stepped out of the arena, he would win!

No need to fight, just a little bit of brainpower and I can take him down. I truly am a Genius.

However...

Liu Hanfeng's eyes showed no fluctuation. The longbow on his back appeared in his hand like lightning. At the same time, the muscles in both his arms surged. Drawing the bow and pulling the string were two actions completed in one fluid motion.

"Are you stupid?"

Li Jian sneered: "You don't even have arrows, what are you going to shoot, a ghost?"

As soon as his words fell.

Buzz~~~

Under everyone's watchful eyes.

They saw points of light emanating from Liu Hanfeng's fingers, as if countless stars were overflowing from between them.

In just the blink of an eye.

Those points of light condensed into a light arrow!

And that wasn't all.

After the light arrow condensed, with a boom, a ball of fierce fire suddenly erupted and burned on the light arrow.

The continuously burning fierce fire was like a volcano erupting, scorching and distorting the space, with rolling heat waves surging like rivers and seas!

It left no doubt about the immense power it contained!

"What!"

At this moment, Li Jian's eyes bulged, and his expression was utterly terrified.

Not only could he generate arrows from thin air, but they could also turn into fire arrows?

Could it be the omnipotent True Qi?

Brother, we're all first-year students. This is a dimensionality reduction strike.

You can't play like this!

It's just too scary to look at...

At the same time, the onlookers also erupted in exclamations of surprise:

"Holy cow! I thought he forgot his arrows, but I didn't expect he didn't need them at all!"

"Truly imposing."

"F*cking awesome, so cool!"

"This is truly a pillar of the nation's future."

"I want to have monkeys with him."

"What's the point of competing now? Li Jian, just get down there!"

...

At this moment, Li Jian was also very self-aware and directly raised his hand: "I concede."

I can't compete, I really can't!

Just the True Qi alone is a complete beatdown.

If an arrow like that were shot, he wouldn't die but would be crippled. There was no need to be stubborn.

The referee's whistle blew crisply: "Combat Team 3's Liu Hanfeng wins! Next!"

Another student from Combat Team 17 came up.

He looked at Liu Hanfeng, who was still maintaining the state of the fire arrow poised and ready.

He leaned his body to the left.

Liu Hanfeng's fire arrow moved a little.

He walked a few steps to the right, and the fire arrow's aim was still directed at his head.

"Forget it." This student raised his hand: "I concede."

"Liu Hanfeng wins! Next!" the referee shouted.

As soon as his words fell, a teacher below cursed: "What the hell are we still doing here! Our Combat Team 17 collectively concedes! You guys play by yourselves; we're going to eat Old Siji Stretched Noodles and roasted chicken racks."

Go to hell!

With such a pervert on the battlefield, how can we still play?

The referee was also a bit dumbfounded.

Collective concession?

Huo Ga.

They're not even going to try?

The referee shrugged: "Combat Team 3 advances!"

It was unremarkable; they advanced that simply.

Liu Hanfeng didn't even move from his spot, nor did he shoot a single arrow.

Just the mere transformation of True Qi into a light arrow, with added flame power, was enough to make the students of Combat Team 17's legs go soft.

Liu Hanfeng retrieved his bow and arrow, saying nothing, his expression devoid of any joy or fluctuation, even showing some disappointment, and turned to return to Old Qin's side.

At this moment, Principal Zhang was utterly shocked, his jaw nearly dropping to the ground.

His heart was extremely complex, sour beyond belief.

Old Qin, however, burst into laughter, patting Principal Zhang's shoulder: "What did you say just now? My student Liu Hanfeng forgot his arrows?"

Principal Zhang's mouth twitched, but he still refused to concede: "Old Qin, you're being a bit overzealous. A first-year student, and you've got him Cultivating True Qi?"

"What's wrong with that?" Old Qin's smile was meaningful: "If you've got the ability, you Cultivate a first-year student who has Cultivated True Qi."

Principal Zhang chuckled: "You actually hit the nail on the head, I do too!"

"What are you bragging about!" Old Qin glared: "Do you think Genius students are so cheap?"

"Just wait and see, my student will be up next."

Principal Zhang waved his hand grandly, full of vigor: "Shen Bei!"

"Shen Bei!"

"Shen...?"

No one answered. Principal Zhang awkwardly turned back, nudged Professor Gu Xinrou, and winked: "Where is he!"

Professor Gu Xinrou whispered: "Jian Tong went to the construction site to look for him."

"Construction site?" Old Qin perked up his ears, almost laughing out loud: "What's going on? Old Zhang, what have you done, forcing your students to go out and work?"

Principal Zhang rubbed his temples, speechless.

...

Inside the construction site.

This was a small building under construction at Shencheng Martial Arts University.

The building wasn't tall, barely three stories.

Who is Shen Bei?

He is a worker with super high professional keenness!

Besides Cultivating, his working spirit was already itching for action.

As soon as he stepped into Shencheng Martial Arts University, Shen Bei smelled cement.

He dashed straight to the construction site.

He found the foreman and, with a few words, secured a temporary job.

Carrying red bricks from the ground to the third floor.

Piece-rate wages; he got paid for how many he carried up.

Shen Bei found carrying bricks up and down stairs very laborious and inefficient; half the time was wasted going downstairs.

He just threw them straight up.

The workers above just had to catch them.

The foreman didn't care, as long as it didn't delay the bricklayers, if he had the strength, he could throw.

And so.

Shen Bei used both hands, and bricks flew like a production line, arcing beautifully through the air.

The momentum of his brick-throwing startled the workers above.

Couldn't stop, absolutely couldn't stop!

The workers cried out in urgency: "Holy cow! Slow down! Holy cow! I'm not on piece-rate wages!"

The foreman was dumbfounded.

Facing the bricks that poured down like a flood, he rolled up his sleeves and personally went to catch them.

"Shen Bei!"

Jian Tong ran into the construction site, urgently calling out: "It's your turn to go on stage, hurry up."

Shen Bei clapped his hands upon hearing this: "Boss, settlement!"

The foreman didn't waste time, estimated the number of bricks, and directly offered a price: "75, I'll give you 80. Leave your contact information; a construction site can't do without a Genius like you!"

Jian Tong: ...

Good heavens!

Becoming famous for odd jobs, did you go down the wrong Dao, Shen Bei?

After getting the money, Shen Bei and Jian Tong ran back to their team.

Although Principal Zhang had a bit of a headache with Shen Bei, no, he had a bit of a headache with the Zha Tian Gang.

But he still placed very high hopes on Shen Bei. He whispered: "Old Qin just showed off, you need to get some Face back."

Shen Bei made an OK gesture.

Combat Team 10 had 10 students.

At this moment, they were already standing at the edge of the arena, discussing who would go on first.

Because there was Lingnan Martial Arts University in the team, everyone felt a bit embarrassed and kept pushing each other, reluctant to go.

It was a contradictory state of not wanting to go but still wanting to win.

Shen Bei ignored these students and went straight onto the stage.

"Lingnan City Martial Arts University's Shen Bei vs. Combat Team 13's Wang Jiahui!"

The referee roared.

Principal Zhang stomped his foot below, wanting to curse.

Damn it, what did this referee mean? Was he doing it on purpose?

Everyone else called out numbers, but for me, he called Lingnan City Martial Arts University?

Afraid no one would know, right?

Professor Gu Xinrou crossed her arms, snorted, and was also very angry.

Jian Tong even bared her little tiger teeth, glaring fiercely at the referee.

The Four-person Group of Zha Tian Gang were all furious.

"Damn it, should we ambush him with a sack tonight?" Qi Chuanyu suggested.

Liao Zhongyang was seething: "Shen Bei wasn't here when he entered, so he barely avoided the others' taunts, but this referee is also being disrespectful!"

Niu Yanben rolled up his sleeves: "What 'ambush with a sack tonight'? Let's do him now, hey!"

Du Ziteng grabbed Niu Yanben: "Liu, don't be impulsive."

And at this very moment.

Everyone in the arena knew that Shen Bei was a student from Lingnan City Martial Arts University.

The discussions erupted with a roar!

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