40: Are you kidding?

Jiang Yuan's face appeared on the big screen, sharing it equally with Liang Cheng.

Below them were his name and the logo of the Chongming Martial Arts Hall.

This also meant that he was indeed Liang Cheng's opponent.

"He's a Disciple of the Chongming Martial Arts Hall? So handsome!"

"Jiang Yuan... Never heard of him."

"He looks way too young, is he a high school student?"

"Is he a transferred Martial Artist too?"

"He looks kind of weak."

"With skin so tender, how could he possibly win? I bet he won't last three minutes."

"Small martial arts halls really are trash, they don't even have a decent Disciple..."

"Don't let it end in ten seconds, that would be too boring."

...

The surrounding crowd chattered, none of them optimistic.

Chen Hao scratched his head hard, "We're screwed, we're screwed, we're really screwed this time."

"What on earth is wrong with Yuanzi that he wants to fight that kind of opponent?!"

Zeng Hang stared intently at Jiang Yuan on the stage.

Ever since the last Awakening ceremony, after he defeated Huang Yi, he hadn't seen him again.

After not seeing him for a while, he had changed so much.

Yang Yuwei, sitting in the front row with Luo Xi, couldn't suppress her pleasant surprise upon seeing this scene. She excitedly shook Luo Xi beside her, "It's that handsome guy from just now! Xixi, look quickly! So his name is Jiang Yuan."

Luo Xi looked at Jiang Yuan on the stage, the purple pupils beneath her glasses flashing with light.

That classmate named Liang Cheng wasn't worth paying attention to.

But him, on the other hand...

"Who do you think will win?" Yang Yuwei asked.

Luo Xi: "I don't know."

"Even a Genius like you can't tell?" Yang Yuwei cupped her chin with her hand, "Although I really want the handsome guy to win, that Liang Cheng really looks a bit strong. Sigh... After all, a handsome face can't be counted as strength."

...

Front row.

Luo Yi held a bucket of popcorn and said, "Little Yuanzi's opponent also seems quite strong."

Lan Xue's voice was delicate and soft: "It's just a pity that the one he bumped into is Jiang Yuan."

Rena asked in surprise: "Is he really that amazing?"

Luo Yi, Lan Xue, and Xu Yihan exchanged glances. Remembering that they hadn't told her about Jiang Yuan dealing forty thousand damage at LV2, they smiled mysteriously.

"You'll know once you watch."

Ji Feiyue's gaze never left Jiang Yuan, a mysterious smile carrying on the corners of her lips.

No night, no matter how dark, can block the radiance of the sun.

The dark horse I have set my eyes on, let the world witness your strength...

...

On the spacious battle arena.

"You are Jiang Yuan? I heard you're also from the Martial Arts No. 1 High School."

Liang Cheng twisted his neck, making it crackle.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Jiang Yuan yawned, "Hurry up and fight, I'm still rushing back to Cultivate."

Hearing his words and feeling looked down upon, veins bulged on Liang Cheng's forehead, and a fierce, cruel smile appeared on his face.

"There's no need for that. Because I'm going to break your bones and make it so you can't even participate in the College Entrance Examination."

Jiang Yuan was noncommittal, his eyes slightly closed, too lazy to bother with him anymore.

This posture made Liang Cheng even more furious.

Elder Huo said, "Are you both ready? In this match, you can go all out without holding back. It will end as soon as one party is knocked off the stage or loses combat capability. If either side faces life-threatening danger, I will step in to call a halt."

"Thunder Martial Hall VS Chongming Martial Arts Hall, begin now!!"

As his words fell, Liang Cheng, who could no longer hold himself back, instantly erupted and rushed in front of Jiang Yuan at an extremely fast speed.

The audience also let out deafening cheers, anticipating that this match would be wonderful.

Liang Cheng rushed in front of Jiang Yuan, his right fist wrapped in black and red Qi and blood, striking toward his face.

Jiang Yuan showed no reaction at all.

"Didn't even react in time? What absolute trash," he scorned inwardly.

"I'm wearing an accessory that can block mental attacks. Even if you want to use mental-type abilities now, it's already too late."

"It's over."

"Too slow," Jiang Yuan sighed, raising his hand to block the supposedly winning punch in Liang Cheng's eyes.

Before he could even react,

Jiang Yuan raised a foot and kicked him in the abdomen.

Liang Cheng only felt an unimaginably terrifying force pour into his abdomen, shifting his internal organs and causing bitter fluids to surge upward. His entire body uncontrollably flew backward!

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!!"

In the eyes of the audience, less than three seconds after the battle began, a figure flew backward out of the arena like a cannonball, slamming heavily into the wall amidst a cloud of dust.

Looking at Liang Cheng lying in the rubble,

the entire venue fell into complete silence, as quiet as a library at night.

"Is this... already over?"

"What on earth happened?"

"I don't know..."

"This is way too fast..."

"Isn't he a Prodigy of the Thunder Martial Hall? How..."

Chen Hao opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.

Zeng Hang was also incomparably shocked.

That Liang Cheng, who had already become a Martial Practitioner, just like that... lost?!

...

"I should have won, right?" Jiang Yuan asked Elder Huo.

Elder Huo snapped back to his senses, looking at the handsome youth standing in the center of the arena with astonishment and awe.

He hadn't expected that there would still be a young person today capable of cultivating a Martial Skill to this extent. That sudden burst from slow to fast just now was truly astonishing.

"This match is..."

"It doesn't count, this time doesn't count!" Wang Xinlong couldn't help shouting.

Liang Cheng also crawled out of the rubble, shouting with anger and embarrassment: "I wasn't ready just now! You ambushed me! You despicable villain!"

Jiang Yuan laughed, "Clearly you attacked me first, how is that an ambush? Exactly who is being despicable?!"

"I..."

Liang Cheng couldn't say anything.

"That's right, that's right, you clearly ambushed him!!"

Yang Yuwei, having snapped back to her senses, stood up excitedly and yelled loudly: "Is your Thunder Martial Hall unable to afford a loss?"

Wang Xinlong glared fiercely at her, "Outsider, shut your mouth!"

A Tier 3 Martial Artist's gaze still carried a lot of oppressive force, and Yang Yuwei was startled. Meanwhile, Luo Xi, who was protecting her by her side, narrowed her eyes, radiating a dangerous aura.

Thunder Martial Hall, is it? You've got quite some nerve.

Wang Xinlong hadn't realized that his casual remark had brought a towering trouble upon the Thunder Martial Hall.

He shouted to Elder Huo on the stage: "Elder Huo, this brat must have played some underhanded tricks. I request a rematch!"

The crowd, who hadn't watched enough, also jeered and shouted,

"Rematch, rematch, rematch..."

Elder Huo looked at Wang Xinlong solemnly: "In a Martial Artist match, it's either defeat or death, victory or loss, and you bear your own life and death. There is never any reasoning of doing it over. If this were on the battlefield, he would have already died just now."

"Now that you're asking for a do-over, are you asking me to cast aside a Martial Artist's dignity and this old face of mine to openly favor your Thunder Martial Hall?"

Wang Xinlong: "I..."

A female voice sounded from below the stage: "Elder Huo is right. But if both parties agree, there shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Hearing this, Wang Xinlong was overjoyed and looked toward the cold, stunning red-haired beauty who spoke from below the stage.

"What this Young Miss says is precisely right."

Ji Feiyue said to Xu Yihan beside her: "However, why should Hall Master Xu agree to another match? Hall Master Wang, you should at least show some sincerity."

Wang Xinlong was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth,

"Then I'll add to the stake. If he wins the rematch as well, I'll concede defeat wholeheartedly and give the Chongming Martial Arts Hall an extra rare piece of equipment and a skill book. Will that do?"

Xu Yihan glanced at Ji Feiyue, and seeing her nod, she spoke up: "Very well."

Elder Huo on the stage looked at Jiang Yuan, "Young friend, what do you think?"

Jiang Yuan said indifferently, "Whatever you like, then we'll just fight another match. The result won't change anyway."

Joy appeared in Wang Xinlong's eyes as he shouted to Liang Cheng: "Liang Cheng, this time go all out right from the start! If you lose again, I won't spare you!!"

"I was careless just now, there's no way I'll lose this time!"

Liang Cheng said through gritted teeth.

Watching Liang Cheng return to the arena, the surrounding crowd erupted into cheers.

Yang Yuwei cupped her chin with both hands and muttered with a pout: "This is simply playing dirty."

Chen Hao also covered his forehead and sighed mournfully, "That idiot Yuanzi, he won by luck, why didn't he just run away instead of continuing to fight? Didn't you see that Liang Cheng didn't even use his skills and talents? Now that he's serious, how could he possibly still win?"

Zeng Hang said: "Calm down. If my judgment is correct, Jiang Yuan should also be a Martial Practitioner by now."

Hearing this, Chen Hao froze for a moment, then opened his mouth wide, "Who did you say? Yuanzi? A Martial Practitioner?!"

He looked blankly at Jiang Yuan on the arena,

"You're not kidding with me, are you?"