141: Chapter 141 Boring!

His tone was relaxed, clearly not taking the opponent seriously.

But in the end, he still gave a serious reminder: "However, remember! Safety first!

If during the exchange you find the opponent's moves are ruthless and pose a real threat to you,

do not hesitate for a moment. Counterattack with all your strength immediately, no need to hold back! Understand?"

Upon hearing this, several regular members showed relaxed expressions on their faces, and someone even let out a small yawn.

The opponent's strength configuration was truly hard to stir much interest or fighting spirit in them.

Subsequently, under the shared gaze of the teachers and students of both schools, the sparring match officially began.

The competition consisted of seven matches in total.

Modu University of Martial Arts didn't even send out their absolute mainstays like Qin Yan and Lu Youyou.

Relying solely on members like Sun Kong and Su Wan, they achieved an overwhelming record of six wins and one loss.

Among them, Sun Kong's performance was particularly eye-catching; he staged a "three-in-a-row" sweep all by himself, powerfully defeating three members of Modu Jiaotong University.

And among those defeated was Zhao Hao!

This caused Zhao Hao's face to turn ashen, looking ugly to the extreme.

The reason was simple: he was the third person in Sun Kong's "string" of victories!

At that time, Sun Kong had already gone through two battles and was not in his peak state.

But even so, Zhao Hao was still no match, beaten into a state of utter helplessness and suffering a pathetic defeat.

For someone as proud and arrogant as him, this was undoubtedly a humiliating disgrace.

When Sun Kong returned to the preparation area, his steps were light, and his face was overflowing with a hearty, satisfied smile.

It had been a long time since he had fought so refreshingly in a formal duel.

The only match Modu University of Martial Arts lost was Li Mu against Wen Ning, who was ranked fourth at Jiaotong University.

This battle was quite intense.

During the fight, Wen Ning displayed surprising Third Stage high-level sword techniques; her sword light was like a rainbow, agile and sharp.

Although Li Mu possessed decent strength, under Wen Ning's exquisite swordsmanship and tenacious fighting spirit, he ultimately fell just short, losing narrowly by a slight margin.

Wen Ning's victory served to reclaim some dignity for Modu Jiaotong University, avoiding the embarrassment of a complete shutout.

The gaze that the Jiaotong University instructor directed at Wen Ning was full of relief and admiration.

The defeated Li Mu returned to the team somewhat awkwardly, scratching his head and looking a bit embarrassed.

After all, his other teammates had all won; he was the only one who lost.

Seeing this, Instructor Fang Yan stepped forward, gently patted his shoulder, and whispered a few words of comfort.

After all, in the previous match against Mingzhu Martial Arts University, Li Mu was also the only one to lose.

He had already grown used to it.

After the sparring match ended, the group from Modu University of Martial Arts did not linger.

Under the watchful eyes of the Jiaotong University teachers and students, they got up and left Modu Jiaotong University.

Once the figures of the Modu University of Martial Arts group disappeared at the end of their vision,

the polite smile on the face of the instructor in charge of the Modu Jiaotong University team gradually faded, turning into a look of solemnity.

He looked toward the two students who had been standing quietly by his side.

These two were the true aces among the first-year students at Modu Jiaotong University—Chen Hanshan, ranked first, and Lin Qingyin, ranked second.

Both were true geniuses who had reached the limit of the First Grade Realm before breaking through to the second grade.

They were also the hidden trump cards that Jiaotong University planned to use in the exchange competition.

"You all saw that Sun Kong's strength with your own eyes just now."

The instructor's voice was low: "If you were to face this Sun Kong in a formal match, how much confidence do you have in being able to defeat him?"

Hearing this, the two looked at each other, both seeing an unprecedented solemnity in the other's eyes.

Chen Hanshan and Lin Qingyin looked at each other, both seeing an unprecedented solemnity in the other's eyes.

Chen Hanshan had a tall build and an aura as steady as a mountain.

He pondered for a moment before slowly saying: "If I go all out in a life-and-death struggle, I have a seventy percent chance of defeating him.

But... it certainly won't be easy. I'm afraid I would have to pay a significant price myself."

Lin Qingyin, a woman with a cold and icy temperament, nodded slightly in agreement: "His power and fighting style are extremely fierce. My chances of winning are probably between sixty and seventy percent."

This answer did not surprise the instructor, but it made his heart even heavier.

A powerful opponent like Sun Kong couldn't even qualify as a regular member at Modu University of Martial Arts!

He could only be considered an outstanding individual among the reserve members.

And above him, there were five members even stronger than he was.

How could they fight this?

Listening to the conversation between the instructor and the top two students of the grade, Wen Ning also fell into a long silence.

She had witnessed Sun Kong's powerful "three-in-a-row" performance that crushed everything in its path.

She asked herself if she were to go on stage, the result wouldn't be much better than Zhao Hao's; she might even lose faster.

"My strength is only slightly better than that Li Mu who is ranked ninth at Modu University of Martial Arts; I could only win narrowly after a hard battle.

If I encountered Sun Kong, I would have no chance of winning at all..."

She analyzed calmly in her heart, "Then, as a regular member of Modu University of Martial Arts, just how strong must Qin Yan's strength be?"

The image of Qin Yan's calm face and that pitch-black long spear surfaced in her mind.

It was truly hard to imagine how Qin Yan had managed to do it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit gloomy and knowing that too much is as bad as too little, the Jiaotong University instructor waved his hand and said: "Alright, don't all look so dejected.

Recognizing the gap is a good thing. Know the shame and then be brave!

There is still time before the exchange competition. All of you go back and step up your cultivation!

Our Jiaotong University might not necessarily lack the strength to fight!"

Everyone agreed and prepared to disperse.

"Wen Ning, stay for a moment." The instructor called out to Wen Ning, who was about to leave.

After the others had walked far away, a warm smile appeared on the instructor's face.

He took out his own card and swiped it gently across Wen Ning's smart bracelet.

[Ding! Received an academic credits transfer from Instructor Chen Jin: 100 points.]

Hearing the notification tone and seeing the amount displayed on the bracelet, Wen Ning was stunned for a moment, and then a look of uncontrollable surprise and joy appeared on her face.

"You performed very well today and reclaimed some dignity for the school. This is a reward from the school."

Instructor Chen Jin said gently, "Make good use of these resources and strive for an even more outstanding performance in the exchange competition."

"Thank you, Teacher Chen! I will definitely work hard!"

Wen Ning hurriedly bowed in thanks, her voice filled with excitement.

100 academic credits!

For her, whose resources had always been stretched thin, this was undoubtedly a huge sum of money that came just when she needed it most!

It was enough to allow her strength to reach another level in the short term!

...

On the other side, after returning to Modu University of Martial Arts, Qin Yan seemed somewhat disinterested in any further sparring matches that might follow.

In two consecutive warm-up matches, he had only made a move once at Mingzhu Martial Arts University, and it was a zero-suspense instant kill.

With the opponent's true top-tier combatants choosing to avoid fighting, sparring at this level could no longer make him feel pressure, so naturally, it was hard for him to take much interest.