125: Is this the National Kindergarten Exchange Competition?

“What? He's the student competing?”

“Damn, I thought it was the big idiot who drew the short straw.”

“Now he’s really making a name for himself.”

“Heh heh, I’d like to see what kind of good students a school that even Shepherd can infiltrate can produce.”

“I bet he won’t last 10 seconds.”

“Think bigger, five seconds.”

...

The entire crowd was chattering, the venue a chaotic marketplace.

Everyone was criticizing Shen Bei, forcefully linking him to Shepherd.

If they were informed, linking Shen Bei and Shepherd would be understandable.

After all, without Shen Bei, Shepherd would still be a teacher at Lingnan City Martial Arts University right now.

But in this context, linking Shen Bei and Shepherd seemed a bit far-fetched.

On the main platform.

The personnel from the Ministry of Education, the military, and the Martial Arts Management Bureau were also whispering among themselves.

Governor Yu Qi of Liaobei Province looked at Shen Bei with great interest.

“Is that him?” Yu Qi slightly tilted his head, looking at Qiu Bu Ye, the Principal of Shencheng Martial Arts University, who was beside him.

Qiu Bu Ye’s eyes gleamed, and his tone was steady: “It’s my first time seeing him too. He’s the one my little nephew couldn’t stand.”

Yu Qi laughed heartily: “Being young and spirited is good. Unlike me, I’m old, and I want to play it safe in everything, but I can’t always be safe.”

“Leader, you’re just joking.” Qiu Bu Ye said respectfully: “With you in charge of Liaobei Province, it’s as stable as Mount Tai.”

Yu Qi waved his hand: “Just joking.”

He pointed his finger around: “In the future, the safety of the country will be their responsibility.”

Qiu Bu Ye nodded, then asked a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time: “In previous years, each province held its own exchange competitions. Why this year… what does the country mean by this?”

Yu Qi narrowed his eyes, his gaze deep, and whispered: “Recently, the Hell has been very frequent. The country is preparing to unite all forces to get ready to respond. Perhaps every county will need a specialized Martial Artist reserve team. These new Martial Artists might not even have time to grow before they have to go to the Hell for training.”

Qiu Bu Ye’s eyes widened: “It’s that serious?”

“Let’s not talk about that. The higher-ups just have this idea; whether it will actually happen is still uncertain.”

Yu Qi changed the subject, continuing: “By the way, my useless granddaughter disappointed you.”

Qiu Bu Ye naturally understood what the Governor meant.

“No problem, I’ll pick another suitable Martial Skill for my little nephew later.”

Qiu Bu Ye’s words clearly didn’t come from his heart.

He didn’t win back King Kong Indestructible and also lost a Martial Skill: Heart-Piercing Cannon Hammer.

His heart was bleeding from the loss.

...

At this moment.

Shen Bei stood on the battlefield, beckoning to Wang Jiahui opposite him.

Wang Jiahui’s eyes were fierce, and he spoke in a booming voice, like pieces of steel grating in the air: “What a Lingnan Martial Arts University, you’ve certainly made a name for yourselves.”

Shen Bei clicked his tongue.

This is truly endless.

What does Shepherd have to do with me?!

“Can you stop talking nonsense?” Shen Bei was a bit impatient.

“Good!”

Wang Jiahui snorted a laugh.

The next moment.

An exquisite saber, as if made of crystal, was instantly unsheathed, its cold light dazzling, emitting a clear, resonant Sword Qi that seemed to make one’s Soul resonate.

Wang Jiahui pointed his long saber, his gaze incredibly arrogant: “Saber, come!”

Boom!!

Wang Jiahui flew out…

Flew out…

Out…

…

…

It was only an instant; even the surrounding crowd didn't clearly see what happened.

Shen Bei executed the Seven Stars Steps, suddenly appearing in front of Wang Jiahui.

What crisp saber hum, what frosty Sword Qi.

Wang Jiahui hadn't even had time to strike a pose before he was directly sent flying by a close-range punch from Shen Bei!

Wang Jiahui, like a broken rag doll, spit blood as he flew backward.

With a thud, he fell into the crowd.

Shen Bei rubbed his nose, slowly looked up at Principal Zhang, and said with an unclear meaning in his eyes: “Principal, did we come to the wrong place? Is this the National Elementary School Exchange Competition?”

Principal Zhang was stunned, then burst into laughter: “Well done!”

And everyone else in the audience was shocked.

What?

Elementary School Exchange Competition?

Who are you insulting?!

“Holy cow! This kid is arrogant enough!”

“He’s even more arrogant than Iron Dome fighting ten at once!”

“Sigh, this Wang Jiahui really… you were posing, you should just go straight for it!”

“Underestimating the enemy is not advisable; these are all lessons.”

“No… didn’t you all think Shen Bei was a bit fierce? In the blink of an eye, his close-quarters combat was fluid and seamless.”

“Hmph, I think he’s still far inferior to Iron Dome from the capital, Luke from the Devil City, and Liu Hanfeng from Shen City.”

...

At this moment, Shen Bei’s words truly provoked the students of the 13th Combat Team.

It was simply an insult!

“I’ll go!”

On the battlefield, a student wielding a long saber jumped out.

Before the referee could announce his name, this student directly launched an attack.

He showed no hesitation, immediately activating a Martial Skill: Blood Drinking Berserker Saber!

This saber strike erupted with unseen and unheard power, the gleaming blade twisting like a Dragon, the saber's roar fierce. It seemed that due to its immense speed, the blade body rubbed violently against the air, actually producing an aura like burning steel, making it hard to imagine what kind of power this strike contained. It instinctively gave people a feeling:

Anything, in the face of this saber strike, was as ridiculous as a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

Clang~~~

With a single saber strike, it directly hit Shen Bei’s neck, erupting in sparks.

Shen Bei sighed, then turned to the Principal and said: “I told you we came to the wrong place. Even calling this an Elementary School Exchange Competition is overestimating it; it’s definitely kindergarten level.”

After speaking, Shen Bei grabbed with a backhand.

He directly lifted the student, who was filled with shock and horror, by the neck.

“You—” The student’s voice held an indescribable awe, even trembling: “What kind of monster are you?!”

Shen Bei’s deep, abyss-like eyes showed a hint of mockery, and he said unhurriedly: “You are too weak. Is this a place for a First-Rank Martial Artist to run wild?”

He flung his hand, throwing him into the crowd again.

Shen Bei clapped his hands and said: “Let’s speed it up; there are eight left, right? Come on, all of you, come at me!”

All of you, come at me!

As soon as these words came out.

The entire venue was shaken.

Even Iron Dome, who had shouted about fighting ten, hadn't dared to let eight opponents come at him at once!

Arrogant!

He was truly too arrogant!

The students of the 13th Combat Team were now furious, their bodies trembling like sieves.

Infuriating, too infuriating!

They were enraged, their veins throbbing on their foreheads, and they roared:

“You brought this upon yourself!”

“Don’t say we’re bullying you!”

“Go, go, go! I really can’t stand such showing off anymore!”

“Damn it! Get him!”

The 13th Combat Team was furious!

They immediately entered the arena and surrounded Shen Bei.

Before the audience could react, the battlefield was a chaotic melee, kicking up dust and dirt.

Although Shen Bei was fighting eight people at once.

He still firmly maintained the upper hand.

The Seven Stars Steps and Dragon-Tiger Steps allowed Shen Bei to move through the battlefield without getting a single leaf on his body.

Pine Crane Longevity Fist, Spirit Soft Bone Palm, and Starry Sky Capriccio fist techniques were all punches that landed solidly.

Coupled with the King Kong Indestructible body protection.

As for the Martial Skill: Heart-Piercing Cannon Hammer and Shooting Star Sweeping Tail Martial Skills, Shen Bei didn't even use them, keeping them as his trump cards.

In this kind of promotion match, whoever reveals their trump card first loses half the battle!

At this moment, Shen Bei was like a fierce tiger pouncing into a flock of sheep.

As he ran, his Physical Body actually tore a long wave of Qi through the air. This surging Qi crackled and popped, like rushing river water.

Then, dull, violent, and terrifying sounds that made people tremble upon hearing them rang out.

Bang bang~~~

Shen Bei’s unremarkable Punch directly sent a student flying out of the arena.

He flipped and delivered a whip kick, sending another student who attempted a sneak attack flying.

Then, his figure spun, and his palm pressed and grabbed.

A student’s face was terrified and contorted, struggling frantically, clearly being held by the head by Shen Bei’s iron-like hand, lifted into the air!

“If the National Exchange Competition is all this level of strength, what’s the point of fighting? Just give me the championship.”

Shen Bei’s incredibly domineering voice echoed in all directions amidst the rolling dust.

Fist winds whistled, and the air vibrated.

Shen Bei’s movements were agile, like a fierce tiger seeking sheep, a lion pouncing on a wild ox, an eagle striking a white rabbit, or a crane standing on a pine peak. His entire body moved with a unified waist and hips, agile and sharp.

Especially his four limbs and a large spine, opening and closing with movement, like five fully drawn bows, his fists and feet shooting out like arrows, landing like wind, demonstrating his profound Foundation.

Bang bang~~~

“Ah!!”

“No! It hurts!”

“Holy cow! Let go of me!”

And the students’ desperate screams erupted, so miserable that it was as if they had been dragged into the deep abyss of Hell by a Devil King!

In just one minute.

Shen Bei’s figure was lifted by the rolling dust, walking out like the monarch of countless gray mist beasts.

After the dust settled.

Everyone present saw a tragic scene.

All members of the 13th Combat Team were groaning in pain on the ground, their faces bruised and swollen, bleeding non-stop.

Some students were even made to cry by Shen Bei!

Snot and tears mixed together, smearing their faces.

Tragic!

Too tragic!