137: Secret weapon! Li Ziyu's strength!

Li Ziyu was this year's top scorer in the Martial Exam.

This year's top scorer in the Martial Exam.

Isn't he only a freshman this year?

Letting a freshman be the captain.

He suspected Modu University might have made a mistake.

Everyone present was an elite senior student.

Even if Li Ziyu's talent was monstrous, it was impossible for him to surpass the seniors, right?

The host confirmed with the judges repeatedly.

Seeing Yu Ningmo nod and say it was correct, he then announced the start of the match with a look of doubt.

"What? He's only a freshman and he's already participating in the National Youth Martial Arts University League? Is Modu Martial Arts University trying to be funny?"

"No way, I thought Li Ziyu was a senior student, but he's only a freshman?"

"Letting a freshman be the captain of the big competition, what is Modu Martial Arts University doing, do they not want to win a ranking?"

"Maybe he's really strong, he's Modu Martial Arts University's trump card this time."

"Tsk, you're joking, upstairs, how strong can someone be right after entering school? Is he a Level 5 Martial Artist or something?!"

"I suspect Modu University already knew Wang Xinyang had broken through to Level 5 Martial Artist, so they gave up on themselves."

The audience in the stands and in the live stream.

After hearing the host's introduction of Li Ziyu's information, they all widened their eyes and discussed animatedly.

"Student Li Ziyu, you must do your best!"

Xia Lin was also in the audience.

Seeing Li Ziyu enter as captain, her beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

However, when she heard Li Ziyu's opponent, a deep worry appeared on Xia Lin's face.

Although she didn't know why Li Ziyu was chosen as Modu University's captain.

But the one fighting Li Ziyu this time was an elite student from Jiangnan Martial Arts University.

His strength was very high.

Li Ziyu's expression remained unchanged as he listened to the doubts and clamor around him.

He walked calmly towards the arena.

At this moment, below the stage.

The leading instructor of Jiangnan Martial Arts University was giving Feng Wen Yu strategic adjustments:

"When you get on stage later, don't hold back, use that move with all your strength!"

"What? My trump card was prepared to deal with President Bai Ximo, isn't it a bit of an overkill to use it in this match?"

Feng Wen Yu looked at his instructor, utterly confused.

This National Youth Martial Arts University League was not only an opportunity for individuals to win rewards but also an opportunity for various universities to make a name for themselves.

As long as one could defeat the Four Famous Schools, they could become famous in one battle.

Before the competition, the school's instructor.

Had trained a trump card specifically targeting President Bai Ximo's weakness at Canglan Martial Arts University.

They planned to defeat President Bai Ximo with this move and gain fame by stepping on President Bai Ximo.

But now, before even facing President Bai Ximo, the instructor was telling him to use that move?

This made Feng Wen Yu very confused.

He hadn't felt too strong a sense of pressure from Li Ziyu.

He felt that Li Ziyu was just a newcomer.

"Listen to me, the Visualization Method I cultivate focuses on perception, and I am extremely sensitive to auras!"

"This young man named Li Ziyu, he feels very off to me!"

"He might be hiding his strength!"

"And I know Yu Ningmo, the principal of Modu University, better than you do; if Li Ziyu didn't have the strength, Yu Ningmo would never let Li Ziyu be the captain of this team!"

"So there's only one possibility: Li Ziyu is hiding his strength!"

The instructor analyzed carefully for Feng Wen Yu.

"Cough, brother, are you going to fight?"

Li Ziyu looked speechlessly at the two whispering below the stage.

He had been waiting on the stage for five minutes, and his opponent still hadn't come up.

This made Li Ziyu feel very speechless.

He was planning a quick victory.

If every opponent procrastinated like this, it would simply waste his time.

After the host also gave a reminder.

Feng Wen Yu finally walked onto the stage.

He stopped dozens of meters away from Li Ziyu, took a deep breath.

Then he drew a long sword from his waist, looked at Li Ziyu with a serious expression, and said:

"You're Li Ziyu, right?"

"I know you're hiding your strength, preparing to make a splash."

"But unfortunately, you've met me this time."

Feng Wen Yu gripped the sword hilt with both hands.

His entire being was like a fierce tiger pouncing.

His body erupted with scorching flames, then he shattered the ground beneath his feet.

He transformed into a streak of light and charged towards Li Ziyu:

"This killing move of mine was originally prepared for Bai Xi from Canglan Martial Arts University!"

"Consider yourself unlucky!"

"Heaven-Shattering Slash!"

Li Ziyu's expression became serious, and he also became earnest.

Since it could be specially used as a trump card, its power must be extraordinary.

Li Ziyu originally wanted to block this blade directly with his bare hands.

But then he thought that since it was the opponent's trump card, he should give the opponent enough respect.

With that, he drew out his demon moon battle blade.

With a clang, he met Feng Wen Yu's battle blade with a counter-slash.

And then...

With a bang.

Blade and sword collided.

Feng Wen Yu flew backwards hundreds of meters, with a boom, at an even faster speed than before.

"Huh? Were you messing with me just now? You didn't use your trump card?"

"Don't hold back, just bring out your strongest strength!"

Li Ziyu frowned as he looked at Feng Wen Yu, who had been sent flying hundreds of meters by his single blade, his expression displeased.

He hadn't even used much force just now, and the opponent had already flown away.

This clearly meant he hadn't used his trump card.

"You..."

"Pfft!"

"What's wrong with you? What kind of move was that just now?! How is its power so strong?"

Feng Wen Yu climbed up from the ground with an incredulous look, his eyes wide and full of confusion as he looked at Li Ziyu.

Hearing Li Ziyu's words, he felt as if his entire being had been insulted.

His face flushed, his neck reddened, and he charged towards Li Ziyu again:

"How dare you mock me!"

"I didn't use my full strength just now! Again!"

"Heaven-Shattering Slash!"

He came fast and left even faster.

Before Feng Wen Yu could even reach Li Ziyu, he was kicked away by Li Ziyu again.

Li Ziyu finally understood now.

That first strike from the opponent was indeed his trump card.

"He really is weak..."

Li Ziyu muttered as he watched Feng Wen Yu fly backward.

"Or, am I too strong?"

...

"We surrender! Jiangnan Martial Arts University surrenders!"

Feng Wen Yu wanted to go up again, but the instructor below the stage stopped him in time and shouted surrender.

Then he pulled Feng Wen Yu off the stage.

"What the hell!? What just happened, was he throwing the fight?

A double act?

Isn't Feng Wen Yu the president of the Jiangnan Martial Arts University Martial Arts Club? How was he instantly killed by Li Ziyu's single blade?"

"Damn, this isn't another dark horse hiding his strength, is it?"

"Awesome, an instant kill of a Level 4 Advanced Martial Artist with one blade, no wonder Li Ziyu can be the captain of Modu Martial Arts University this time."

"His strength has definitely reached the peak of Level 4!"

Everything just now happened in a flash of lightning.

By the time everyone reacted, Feng Wen Yu had already been carried off the stage.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking incredibly surprised.

Yin Miaomiao and Lei Zhan, on the other hand, looked at Li Ziyu as he walked off the stage, their faces filled with admiration.

"Student Li Ziyu's strength seems to have grown even stronger!"

"He's much stronger than when we saw him last time!"

"Even the president of the Jiangnan Martial Arts University Martial Arts Club is no match for Li Ziyu!"

In the audience stands.

Xia Lin's best friend also excitedly pulled Xia Lin, who was sitting next to her, chattering away.

At the same time, she looked at Li Ziyu's back with a look of admiration.

"Yes... his strength has grown even stronger..."

"So strong that I can't even keep up with his back."

Hearing her best friend's words, Xia Lin forced a smile.

The stronger Li Ziyu became, the happier she was for him.

But at the same time, a strange melancholy arose in her heart; she felt that the gap between herself and Li Ziyu was too great.

It gave her a strong sense of defeat.

It was as if no matter how hard she tried to catch up, she couldn't.

"A freshman, to have such strength."

"Heh heh, a bit interesting."

Ji Wudi looked up at Li Ziyu, a flicker of interest in his eyes.

However, it vanished instantly, and his gaze returned to calm.

"But it's only a bit interesting, that's all."