75: Chapter 75 Majestic as a Mountain
Seven Fourth-Rank prodigies!
Seven waves of pressure, powerful enough to be suffocating!
At this moment, like seven world-destroying tsunamis, they crashed down from all directions toward the figure at the valley entrance!
The air seemed to be sucked dry in that instant.
The entire valley entrance fell into a strange, heart-palpitating silence.
The Students who had just rushed into the valley not far felt the terrifying energy fluctuation behind them, and subconsciously stopped in their tracks, turning back in shock.
Teacher Liu Qing's gentle face became incomparably angry at this moment.
She naturally knew why everyone was targeting Wang Pingan, because at the time, in order to compete with Xuanhe University, she had applied for an SS-grade contract from the school for him.
Wang Pingan was at the Peak Third Grade cultivation level at the time, and for some reason, this matter was posted on the school's StarNet forum.
Geniuses are all arrogant; why should they need to be a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist to sign an SS-grade contract?
Yet Wang Pingan signed an SS-grade contract with only Peak Third Grade cultivation, so they would inevitably come to test Wang Pingan's mettle.
"Stop!"
When she wanted to go up and stop them.
But Instructor Shi Yan beside her just cast a cold glance at her, and an even more massive aura, like an invisible wall, firmly blocked her in place.
"Teacher Liu Qing, this is 'reasonable competition' between Students."
Instructor Shi Yan's voice carried not a shred of emotion.
"Or are you saying that you think this SS-grade genius you signed cannot even withstand this little bit of pressure?"
"If that is truly the case, then I don't think this contract needs to exist anymore."
Teacher Liu Qing's body froze on the spot.
She bit her lip tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh from the excessive force.
She knew Instructor Shi Yan was right.
This was a test.
It was a joint strangulation by this group of top prodigies from various planets against Wang Pingan, this "outsider."
It was also a naked questioning by Instructor Shi Yan toward her and the school's higher-ups regarding that SS-grade contract!
If Wang Pingan were crushed here today.
Then not only would he become a laughingstock to everyone, but the SS-grade contract that had just arrived, enough to change his life, would also vanish into thin air in an instant!
Everyone's gaze was focused on the figure shrouded by the seven waves of pressure.
They seemed to have already seen the miserable appearance of that youth from Galaxy Star, under this terrifying pressure capable of crushing steel, his face pale, his whole body trembling, finally unable to bear the burden and collapsing to the ground in a sorry state.
The silver-haired youth named Qin Wushuang had an increasingly cold curve at the corner of his mouth, and the contempt and mockery in his eyes were almost overflowing.
In his view, this farce should be over.
However.
One second passed.
Two seconds passed.
Three seconds passed.
The expected scene of him collapsing in a sorry state did not appear.
At the center of the seven massive waves of pressure.
Wang Pingan was still standing there quietly.
His posture was still as straight as a spear.
His expression was still as calm as water.
His hands were even leisurely tucked into his pockets.
The seven terrifying waves of pressure, enough to make martial artists of the same level feel suffocated, landed on him as if it were a spring breeze brushing his face, not even causing a corner of his clothes to move.
"What... is going on?"
A big question mark popped up in everyone's mind.
The smile on Qin Wushuang's face also gradually solidified.
He stared fixedly at Wang Pingan, the mockery in his eyes gradually replaced by a trace of suspicion.
He could clearly feel his own aura and pressure acting like a clay ox entering the sea; the moment it touched the other person's body, it was lightly and easily neutralized by an invisible yet incredibly resilient force.
"Impossible!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
"He is a Fourth Grade Mid-Stage!"
"And this Wang Pingan, according to the data, is just a rookie who has only just broken through to Fourth-Rank!"
"His foundation is unstable, and his blood vitality is floating!"
"How could he so easily block my pressure?"
"And that's while being targeted by the other six people at the same time!"
"Increase the intensity!"
A flash of ruthlessness crossed Qin Wushuang's eyes as he let out a low roar to the other six people on a mental level.
Those six Fourth-Rank prodigies also clearly realized something was wrong.
They exchanged glances and no longer held anything back.
"Boom!"
From the seven people's bodies, an even more violent fluctuation of blood vitality erupted simultaneously!
The seven waves of pressure seemed to twist into a single rope at this moment, turning into an invisible giant hammer capable of piercing through heaven and earth, smashing down fiercely toward the top of Wang Pingan's head!
This time, they wanted to smash Wang Pingan's will, along with his dignity, into pieces!
Crack.
A slight sound, as if something was breaking, rang out in the silent air.
That was the ground beneath Wang Pingan's feet, which had cracked because it could not withstand this terrifying pressure.
The cracks spread rapidly in all directions like a spiderweb.
And Wang Pingan's body finally reacted.
His knees bent slightly.
"He's about to collapse!"
"Hahaha! I told you! How could he possibly withstand it!"
"Kneel for me!"
Seeing this scene, a ferocious sense of gratification reappeared on Qin Wushuang's face.
However.
His laughter had not yet fully bloomed before it was abruptly stuck in his throat.
Because Wang Pingan's slightly bent knees, after pausing for a tenth of a second.
Slowly, bit by bit, straightened back up again.
Not only did he not kneel.
Instead, he raised his head.
His eyes, which had always been calm, finally had a trace of emotional fluctuation at this moment.
That was a kind of...
Impatience.
He looked at the seven "top prodigies" in front of him who thought too highly of themselves, and sighed lightly.
"I originally wanted to play with you all properly."
His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"But you insisted on forcing me."
The moment his voice fell.
On Wang Pingan's body, the aura that had always been perfectly restrained by him was finally no longer suppressed.
"Boom—!"
An aura far more condensed than the seven of them combined erupted from his seemingly thin body! (Blood vitality condensation level)
Pale golden blood vitality energy soared into the sky like burning flames!
The seven waves of pressure, which were originally like Mount Tai pressing down on them, were as fragile as glass in front of this aura.
With a soft "snap."
Instantly, they crumbled and disintegrated!
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
...
The seven Fourth-Rank prodigies led by Qin Wushuang were struck as if by a heavy blow!
The seven of them felt as if they had been fiercely smashed in the chest by an invisible giant hammer.
Their faces turned deathly pale, and they all retreated seven or eight steps in unison!
Two of them, whose cultivation was slightly weaker, even spat out a mouthful of blood, their auras instantly wilting.
The seven of them looked in shock at the youth who was still standing in the same spot, not even having taken his hands out of his pockets.
"Fourth Grade... Mid-Stage?"
"No!"
"This degree of aura condensation, this level of overbearing pressure..."
"This f*cking is clearly..."
"Fourth Grade Late-Stage or even Fourth Rank Peak!"
"He only just broke through to Fourth-Rank a little over a week ago."
"Now his blood vitality condensation level is comparable to Fourth Rank Peak?!"
"What the f*ck... kind of monster is this?!"
The whole scene was dead silent.
Teacher Liu Qing's angry, pretty face was now filled with dullness.
And Instructor Shi Yan, who had been sitting steadily on the fishing platform watching coldly from the sidelines, finally revealed for the first time on his resolute face an emotion called "being moved."
Wang Pingan ignored everyone's shock.
He just took a step, and in the terrified gaze of those seven prodigies, leisurely walked past them.
When passing by the silver-haired youth Qin Wushuang.
He stopped.
He turned his head and looked at Qin Wushuang's face, which was twisted beyond recognition due to fear and humiliation.
A gentle, brilliant smile appeared on his face.
"Now."
"Can I go in?"