127: I'm not teasing you, but you're too bad.

The first match began.

Both sides chose heavyweight fighters to anchor their teams, with other students going first to wear down the opponent's personnel.

As Shen Bei expected, the battle was exceptionally brutal.

Every student brought out their ultimate skills, fighting with complete abandon.

It wouldn't end until blood was spilled!

One student nearly killed an opposing Martial Artist; it was the referee who intervened, saving the opponent's life.

Another student, in a two-person clash, directly broke the opponent's arm.

Yet another student almost twisted an opponent's neck, and again, the referee intervened to save his life.

This could no longer be described as intense; it was a frenzied battle!

By this point, both teams were almost crippled.

Only Iron Dome and Liu Hanfeng remained.

Their battle was devoid of any flashy moves.

Facing Iron Dome's reckless charge, Liu Hanfeng's first arrow was an Ice Arrow, freezing him in place.

The second arrow was a Fire Arrow, used for bombing.

The third arrow was surprisingly a Lightning Arrow, thoroughly electrocuting Iron Dome into charcoal, leading to his miserable defeat.

The spectators outside the arena almost all gasped in shock.

From Liu Hanfeng's appearance yesterday, they had thought he could only conjure arrows out of thin air, or at a more Advanced level, add flame damage.

But they never expected.

Besides fire, he also had ice and lightning!

Not only did this surprise the audience, but even Shen Bei's expression became somewhat solemn.

Qi Chuanyu clicked his tongue a few times: “I really underestimated Liu Hanfeng's strength; these three arrows left Iron Dome with no ability to retaliate.”

Niu Yanben said: “This kid has some history; he can even generate arrows with various Attach effects. This Martial Skill is quite impressive, huh.”

Liao Zhongyang spoke in a low, muffled voice, with a hint of doubt: “Do you think Liu Hanfeng might have other arrow skills with different effects that he hasn't used yet?”

Du Ziteng shrugged: “Who knows? Iron Dome didn't pose any substantial threat to Liu Hanfeng, so this guy might still have trump cards he hasn't been forced to reveal.”

At this moment.

Old Qin raised his eyebrows, looking extremely boastful as he showed off to Principal Zhang.

Principal Zhang was unconcerned.

His goal wasn't the championship, but the top 20.

As long as they could defeat Luke, if Shen Bei said he didn't want to fight anymore and wanted to go home, he would directly withdraw from the competition.

No problem!

The second match quickly began.

This match was somewhat different from the first.

Shen Bei and Luke were still the first to appear.

For Luke's side, facing Shen Bei was almost a losing battle.

Shen Bei's one-against-eight performance yesterday was too shocking and awe-inspiring.

They estimated that if eight of their people went up, the result would still be a crushing defeat.

So, if Luke could win, they would continue.

If Luke lost, they would collectively withdraw from the competition; there was no need to go up and suffer.

As for Shen Bei's side, the other team members had all won by coasting.

According to their thinking, if Shen Bei won, they would continue to coast; if he lost, they would still continue to coast.

Anyway, they were all just slacking off.

...

All eyes in the arena were, without exception, focused on Luke and Shen Bei.

The winner of the first match had already been decided.

Who would win the second match was truly hard to say.

Because...

Just now, Luke drew his long saber; the friction between the scabbard and the blade produced a piercing, buzzing sound, and with True Qi infused, the seemingly ordinary long saber felt sharp enough to cut through iron like mud.

True Qi!

It was True Qi again!

A Second-Rank Martial Artist who Cultivated True Qi early, that was a qualitative leap!

It was not to be whispered about.

Although Shen Bei's performance yesterday was the most dazzling, facing Luke, who had Cultivated True Qi, it was truly uncertain who would emerge victorious.

At this moment, Luke looked at Shen Bei as if he had found a desired prey, full of joy and determination: “Will you surrender now or continue?”

Shen Bei naturally knew what he was showing off.

Just True Qi.

Shen Bei leisurely said: “Do you really think True Qi alone is enough to scare me away? Isn't that a bit exaggerated?”

“Oh?” Luke's face showed a mocking expression as he laughed aloud: “That's not enough?”

“Not enough, far from it.”

Shen Bei's answer made Luke's face sink.

How incredibly arrogant!

“Do you know what True Qi means?” Luke warned in a low voice: “Swords have no eyes; if you get injured or crippled, you'll only have yourself to blame.”

Shen Bei chuckled, returning the most understated yet fully sarcastic smile.

The next moment.

Without a word, Luke took a small step forward, power rising from the ground, transferring to his waist and arms. He gripped the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, then fiercely drew his saber!

Shen Bei was not to be outdone, sidestepping to dodge.

Then, Luke relentlessly pursued with horizontal slashes, upward slashes, and downward slashes. Streaks of saber light crisscrossed the air, direct and straightforward, without much variation, but they were fast, accurate, and ruthless, solely aimed at killing the enemy!

Shen Bei easily handled it while dodging and leaping.

He was very good at seizing opportunities.

Taking advantage of the moment when Luke's long saber's old momentum had not receded and new power had not yet formed, Shen Bei's fists and feet surged, each strike resounding with the roar of a tiger, powerful forces carrying waves of Qi, continuously striking Luke's flesh and blood.

Luke was bewildered.

He continuously slashed down, but every strike missed.

And Shen Bei took advantage of these openings to launch surprise attacks!

Damn it.

This was so frustrating to fight!

At this moment, Luke had a misconception that Shen Bei was toying with him!

And it was like a cat playing with a mouse!

Every punch and kick from Shen Bei brought immense pressure to Luke, causing his Qi and blood to churn, his muscles to ache, as if he were being continuously struck by a large iron hammer, his bones creaking as if they would break at any moment.

Luke's molars ground together, making a clacking sound.

If this continued, he would be played to death!

Although Luke's self-proclaimed True Qi was powerful, what good was it if he couldn't hit Shen Bei?

Was he supposed to throw his long saber at him?

The next moment.

Luke directly launched an explosive offensive.

“Whirlwind Slash!”

And then.

Luke's saber technique style changed dramatically.

It became wide and sweeping, with continuous slashes, his long saber whirling like a spinning wheel, only attacking and not defending. A slight misstep, and the opponent would be cut in half, demonstrating extraordinary strength!

In just a few moves, he forced Shen Bei to switch from offense to defense, struggling to cope.

“Don't let this saber of mine hit you; losing an arm or a leg would be the least of your worries!”

Although Luke said this, seeing Shen Bei severely suppressed and unable to retaliate, victory seemed to be beckoning him.

His face was beaming with a triumphant smile.

At this moment, Shen Bei was acutely aware of his surroundings.

His skin and hairs were incredibly sensitive, and all air movements were clearly registered on his skin.

He clearly perceived the power of his opponent's technique; once it struck his body, even with his current physical strength, his skin, flesh, and tendons would be torn apart.

Of course, if he used True Qi to protect his body, with this saber strike, under the passive defense of King Kong Indestructible, at most it would just break the skin and expose the flesh.

But Shen Bei didn't want to reveal his True Qi trump card here.

So, in a brief moment, as Luke's saber was about to slash and cut his shoulder, Shen Bei's shoulder suddenly sank downwards.

He perfectly dodged Luke's strike.

Immediately after, his sunken shoulder emitted a dull roar.

Like a spring compressed with stored energy, it suddenly rebounded, abruptly surging upwards!

Crack!

As Shen Bei's entire shoulder sprang up, the bone in his shoulder suddenly protruded outwards, carrying a fierce shockwave, striking Luke's arm.

Clang...

This impact, whether due to Luke's carelessness or hitting a nerve, caused Luke's long saber to fly out of his hand!

“This…” Luke's expression panicked.

All of his Martial Skills were saber techniques.

And now he had dropped his saber!

Wasn't this like a soldier dropping his gun?

Luke immediately reached for his long saber.

But at this moment, Shen Bei would not give him the chance.

Shen Bei was like a circling crane, his figure tracing an arc, his entire body leaving a faint afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Luke, and his powerful hands grabbed his head.

He lifted him directly.

“Still want to pick up your saber?”

Shen Bei's gaze grew increasingly arrogant: “You're dreaming, brother.”

Luke seemed to know the consequences of being caught by Shen Bei. He sighed softly, his voice hoarse: “Give me a chance? I feel like I can still fight.”

Shen Bei's response was simple.

A powerful fist slammed into Luke's face, a heavy thud accompanied by the sound of bones breaking. Luke's nasal bone fractured, and his face collapsed.

The entire person was sent flying ten meters away by Shen Bei's punch, crashing heavily outside the arena, grunting, his body twitching.

“Team 10, victorious!”

The referee blew a whistle and cheered loudly.

Principal Zhang waved his fists, extremely excited, leaping three feet high: “We can open the champagne now to celebrate!”