138: Chapter 138 Qin Yan Takes the Stage!

The moves were simple, yet filled with an extreme sense of power!

Li Mu's eyes narrowed; not daring to take it head-on, he sidestepped to avoid the axe's edge.

At the same time, the straight blade in his hand rapidly thrust toward the opening under Li Pao's ribs exposed by his exertion, attempting to overcome power with skill.

However, Li Pao's combat experience was clearly extremely rich.

As if he had anticipated it, the downward swing of the battle-axe had not yet finished its momentum when his wrist gave a strange flick.

The heavy axe actually traced an arc as if it were weightless.

Changing from a chop to a sweep, the thick face of the axe slapped toward Li Mu's waist and abdomen like a door panel!

"Clang!"

Li Mu had no choice but to pull back his blade to parry. The straight blade collided with the face of the axe, producing a dull, thunderous boom!

A massive force surged through, numbing his arm and causing his blood and qi to churn slightly.

"This Li Pao has some skill! He's actually able to slightly suppress Li Mu."

In the preparation area, Sun Kong folded his arms, his eyebrows twitching slightly as he evaluated.

Although he was bellicose, his discernment was not lacking.

On the stage, Li Pao was relentless; after gaining the upper hand with one strike, his offensive followed like a violent storm!

The muscles on his arms bulged, and his blood and qi erupted as he brandished that heavy double-edged battle-axe with a whistling wind!

The moves connected seamlessly, and the rhythm of the attack was extremely fast, forming a dense and dangerous storm of axe shadows that firmly enveloped Li Mu!

As the ninth-ranked genius of Modu University of Martial Arts, Li Mu was naturally no pushover.

He gritted his teeth, the straight blade in his hand turning into streaks of swift silver light.

Every time, in the blink of an eye, he blocked or deflected a lethal attack, occasionally finding an opening to counter with a move or two.

Aiming directly at Li Pao's vitals, he forced the opponent to pull back and defend.

For a time, axe shadows and blade light intertwined on the stage, and the battle became exceptionally intense.

"Li Pao! Mighty!"

"Cleave him! Show him the power of our Mingzhu!"

"Yes! Just like that! Keep him suppressed!"

"Modu University of Martial Arts? Nothing special! In front of our Li Pao, they can only take a beating!"

Below the stage, the students of Mingzhu Martial Arts University saw their own contestant being so brave and holding the upper hand.

Their cheers and shouts were like a mountain tsunami.

Wave after wave, filled with excitement and pride.

Various cheers, applauses, and even slightly provocative shouts echoed throughout the Martial Arts Arena.

On the other hand, over at Modu University of Martial Arts, although everyone looked calm, their eyes grew a bit more solemn.

They knew Li Mu's strength well; although his ranking was low, he was by no means weak.

For Li Pao to be able to suppress him to such an extent, his strength was indeed not to be underestimated.

Defending for too long inevitably leads to a slip!

Li Pao keenly seized a tiny flaw in Li Mu's defense, and the giant axe swung upward from below at a bizarre angle!

"Earth-Shattering Slash!"

Li Mu's pupils constricted; it was too late to change his move, so he could only barely press his saber down.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the saber in Li Mu's hand was directly sent flying by the terrifying force transmitted from the giant axe!

He was struck as if hit by a heavy blow, flying backward and crashing heavily onto the edge of the stage.

His throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly having suffered significant internal injuries.

The referee immediately stepped forward, and after checking, waved his hand: "First match, Mingzhu Martial Arts University, Li Pao wins!"

"Yeah—!"

"We won! A great start!"

"Li Pao is awesome! Too strong!"

"Did you see that? This is the strength of our Mingzhu Martial Arts University!"

Instantly, deafening cheers and applause erupted from the Mingzhu Martial Arts University stands, the atmosphere reaching a climax.

Li Pao stood in the center of the stage, his chest heaving slightly and sweat on his brow; clearly, that round of outburst had cost him quite a bit.

Listening to the cheers filling the arena, he glanced toward the Modu University of Martial Arts preparation area, an undisguised expression of pride and provocation on his face.

He said loudly:

"Modu University of Martial Arts? China's top-tier? I see it's nothing special!

Even someone ranked third like me is putting up such a struggle; how are the later matches going to go?

Might as well just admit defeat directly to save yourselves from making a fool of yourselves in front of everyone! Hahahaha!"

The words, full of mockery, spread clearly throughout the Martial Arts Arena, immediately drawing even more frenzied and playful agreement and laughter from the Mingzhu Martial Arts University students.

Over at the Modu University of Martial Arts preparation area, the atmosphere instantly became somewhat heavy.

Li Mu was helped back, his face filled with unwillingness and guilt.

Lu Youyou was so angry she stood up directly, her fists clenching until they cracked.

Even the usually calm Lu Qingfeng and Xiao Wangshu had their brows slightly furrowed.

Qin Yan looked at the arrogant Li Pao on the stage, his eyes calm and rippleless.

But his hand holding the shaft of the Ink Trace Spear tightened slightly.

Then, Li Pao walked off the stage with slightly staggering steps.

That round of reckless and violent offensive just now...

Although it won him victory and cheers, it had also almost drained more than half of his blood and qi.

Returning to the Mingzhu Martial Arts University preparation area, Instructor Fang Hua stepped forward and patted Li Pao's muscular shoulder hard.

A smile of approval appeared on his face: "Well done! Li Pao, you showed the spirit of our Mingzhu!"

Li Pao's arrogant speech on the stage earlier was naturally something he had secretly instructed.

He knew well that Modu University of Martial Arts had deep foundations, and it was hard to force out their true strength in a regular match.

Only by provoking the opponent was it possible to make those hidden trump cards be exposed early.

Especially that Qin Yan, who he was particularly concerned about!

He needed more information about Qin Yan.

"Wang Gu!"

Fang Hua turned his gaze to a young man beside him with a steady aura and sharp eyes, saying deeply, "Next match, you go!

Defeat your opponent ruthlessly!

I want to see who Modu University of Martial Arts sends next!"

Wang Gu, the second-ranked genius of Mingzhu Martial Arts University, nodded with a solemn expression upon hearing this.

He took a deep breath, adjusted the gloves on his hands, and walked onto the stage.

His appearance immediately drew even more enthusiastic cheers and expectations from the Mingzhu Martial Arts University stands.

In the Modu University of Martial Arts preparation area, seeing Wang Gu being sent onto the stage so quickly...

Instructor Fang Yan's lips couldn't help but curl into a knowing smile.

"It seems Mingzhu Martial Arts University can't wait to see your strength, Qin Yan."

Fang Yan turned his head and said to Qin Yan, who was standing quietly by his side, "Qin Yan, you go for this match.

No need to hold back; finish it quickly.

Give our friends from Mingzhu Martial Arts University a good 'lesson' and show them what the foundation of a true Top-tier Martial Arts University is!"

"Alright, Instructor Fang."

Qin Yan said with a calm face.

He picked up that entirely black "mo hen" long spear and walked toward the stage with a composed pace.

Forming a sharp contrast with the aggressive Wang Gu.

As the referee gave the crisp command "Start!", the two on the stage moved almost simultaneously!

Wang Gu knew well that Qin Yan was by no means a pushover, because he could feel a massive pressure from the other's aura, which was as steady as a mountain.