67: Extremely arrogant

"Aunt, I still have one last question: can they really defeat Ye Liuyun? After all, my brother..." Wu Xunxing said hesitantly.

Wu Xunyuan was also a third-stage Martial Artist, but Ye Liuyun had beaten him like a dog.

This wasn't what he said, but what his uncle said.

"He is definitely invincible among his peers.

As for facing regular sophomores and juniors, it's hard to say.

Don't even mention your brother; his Realm was basically piled up," Wu Yingfeng said indifferently.

Wu Xunyuan's mind was filled with women.

His talent wasn't weak, but he valued romantic relationships too much.

He started dating in junior high and had countless relationships over three years, immediately changing partners when he entered high school.

The Wu Family had already handled countless matters for him.

However, he was also obedient.

While looking for girlfriends, he also pursued Su Qingwan as per his father's request.

He didn't delay either side.

But a person's energy is limited.

His daily focus was on chasing and playing with girls, and he also had to occasionally act as a simp for Su Qingwan.

Over time, his strength naturally improved slowly, and he rarely exercised.

Although he was said to be a third-stage Martial Artist, in National Martial Arts University, he might not even be able to defeat an Advanced second-stage Martial Artist.

Therefore, Wu Yingfeng was not surprised at all that he was defeated by Ye Liuyun.

It would have been strange if he hadn't been beaten to death.

Hearing his aunt say this, Wu Xunxing's heart was already at ease.

He watched Ye Liuyun with a vicious gaze.

Since Wu Xunyuan returned home, he had been severely criticized by his uncle, who almost beat him to death.

He would blame all these things on Ye Liuyun.

And looking at Ye Liuyun, he knew he was a playboy with a constant stream of women around him, whereas his brother had always been consistent; although there were distractions along the way, his goal had always been singular... Ye Liuyun did not answer Shen Qingqing's question but found a prominent spot and walked over.

Shen Qingqing followed, not understanding why.

Upon reaching the spot he had chosen, Ye Liuyun ripped off the seal from the plaque.

He had made a rather ancient-looking plaque.

Shen Qingqing's eyes widened instantly, looking at the words on it in astonishment.

"No, Ye Liuyun, isn't this too arrogant?

Aren't you actively giving them an opportunity?

And if you do this, others will also be unhappy with you!" Shen Qingqing quickly reminded him.

This was too arrogant, wasn't it?

Accepting Advanced challenges, and even accepting group fights?

"Is it very arrogant?

It's alright, isn't it?

If it weren't for the bad influence, I would have written something else."

Ye Liuyun even wanted to write "Everyone here is trash" yesterday, not with a specific target, but generally!

However, after thinking about it, it was indeed inappropriate.

After all, he was a civilized person and couldn't launch indiscriminate attacks.

After fusing with Gē zǒng and a social System, Ye Liuyun's personality had also been assimilated a lot unknowingly.

He had a bit of a social vibe.

The main thing was his arrogance... While the two were talking, countless people had already seen the plaque.

"Awesome, awesome!

Ye Liuyun knows that Director Wu will trouble him, so he's actively picking a fight..."

"So arrogant, I love it~"

"Damn it, never mind anything else, Ye Liuyun is truly f*cking tough..."

"God Ye is God Ye..."

"Ten thousand per match, that's incredible!

Is he aiming for Director Wu?"

The first-year students were mostly admiring.

After all, the newcomer was incredibly arrogant; they also wanted to be so arrogant, but they didn't have the capital.

But that didn't stop them from imagining themselves in his place!

They had material for their dreams tonight.

This was simply a protagonist from a satisfying novel.

Some people took out their phones and snapped pictures.

The school's forum, the school's official website, and even the entire Imperial Capital University were abuzz with the news.

As for the older students, when they saw Ye Liuyun being so arrogant, most of them felt angry in their hearts.

Wasn't Ye Liuyun's behavior disregarding them?

Even if you have a strong background and strong talent, this isn't the way to be arrogant.

The teacher responsible for patrolling the arena quickly called Director Niu.

Director Niu on the other end of the phone also had a headache.

Finally, he could only say helplessly, "As long as it's within the rules, don't interfere."

How could he manage this?

It was clear that Ye Liuyun was going to take action.

He couldn't possibly prevent people from sparring, could he?

The patrolling teacher secretly worried for Ye Liuyun.

Some sophomores and juniors were already eager to move.

Ye Liuyun looked around, cleared his throat, straightened the plaque, and said in a loud voice, "Hello, senior brothers and sisters, I am Ye Liuyun.

I know some of you have received some dirty instructions and want to attack me.

So, I'm here today.

Come and see, whether you want to spar with me or step on me to rise, I accept and understand.

But! After all, I am a Genius.

Honor is bestowed upon me; this honor is priceless, but I have a price.

There's a threshold for sparring with me: one hundred thousand per match, no time limit.

If you win, I'll return the full amount and give you an additional one hundred thousand.

No deception, absolutely a legitimate business.

Those excited senior brothers, don't get too excited.

One hundred thousand is not a small sum; first, verify your funds, put the money here, and then we'll talk.

Everyone, in short, it all comes down to four words: Welcome to the challenge!"

Ye Liuyun leaned on the plaque and smiled.

The eyes of many sophomores and juniors changed as they looked at Ye Liuyun.

They clearly disliked such an arrogant person.

And those who had been secretly instructed all looked towards Wu Yingfeng.

One hundred thousand was not a small sum for them.

It could buy a B-grade used weapon.

They could take action, but this money shouldn't come out of their own pockets!

"Aunt, he..."

"It's fine, we'll pay for this!" Wu Yingfeng said indifferently.

It wasn't impossible for her to spend three million to play around.

This amount of money wouldn't cripple her, but it would be painful.

That bastard Ye Liuyun managed to surprise her at every turn.

Within a few minutes, those who had been pre-arranged received a transfer of one hundred thousand on their phones.

Immediately, someone couldn't help but leap down from the stands.

Whoosh!

The students present burst into an uproar.

Someone actually came.

This news caused a sensation throughout the entire school.

Students of all grades rushed in.

They wanted to watch, after all, this was Ye Liuyun's debut at National Martial Arts University.

"Second year, Genetic Department, second-stage Advanced, Yuan Feng, please advise! Here's one hundred thousand, please take a look!" Saying this, the person threw his phone to Ye Liuyun.

"OK, then congratulations, senior, for taking the lead!" Ye Liuyun, carrying the plaque, leaped onto the nearest arena.

"What the hell?

What does that mean?

Is Ye Liuyun going to fight while carrying a plaque?"

"Awesome! It's f*cking awesome!

This is a role model for our generation!"

Yuan Feng frowned, stomped his feet hard, and charged onto the arena like a cannonball.

"Ye Liuyun, you..."

Yuan Feng was about to utter a few harsh words when he suddenly saw a blood-red fifty-meter-long blade materialize from the Void Realm.

Swish!

A single strike landed.

His body flew out of the arena like a kite with a broken string.

His head sank, and he fainted.

"Next!"