88: Zuo Hongyang patting his thigh
Modu Martial Arts University, in the villa area where the mentors reside.
Left Hongyang listened to the butler's report on the latest news from Modu University.
"Good! I was right about Li Ziyu!"
"He's only been enrolled for a few days, and he can already defeat Wang Ze, a peak second-level martial artist!"
"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! With his cultivation speed, by his sophomore year, he might even be able to contend with the Vice Presidents of the Mutual Aid Society!"
Left Hongyang laughed heartily.
"Uh... Dean Zuo, there's one more thing..."
"It's also about Li Ziyu."
At this point, the butler hesitated.
"Hmm? Just say what it is, don't be so wishy-washy."
Left Hongyang waved his hand.
As he spoke, he picked up the teacup from the coffee table and took a sip.
"Uh, Li Ziyu announced on the school forum that in three days, he will challenge Ouyang Hao at the school's martial arts arena."
"Hmm... challenge..."
Pfft!
"Cough cough!"
"What did you say? Li Ziyu is challenging Ouyang Hao??"
"When did this happen?"
Left Hongyang was stunned, and after realizing what he heard, he spat out the tea he had just drunk, his eyes wide as he asked the butler in astonishment.
The butler replied truthfully: "Right after he defeated Wang Ze."
Upon hearing this, Left Hongyang slapped his thigh in anger:
"Impulsive! Li Ziyu is truly impulsive!"
"Ouyang Hao is a Mental Power Master, and also the Vice President of the Mutual Aid Society, a top five existence on Modu Martial Arts University's combat power rankings."
"Although Li Ziyu's strength can defeat Wang Ze, he's still not ready to face Ouyang Hao!"
Left Hongyang stood up from his chair and was about to head out the door:
"No, I need to talk to Li Ziyu and have him cancel the challenge."
"The more talented one is, the more prone they are to arrogance. If Li Ziyu loses to Ouyang Hao, the blow to his mentality will absolutely be immense!"
"He might even be completely demoralized!"
As Left Hongyang spoke, he stood up, ready to leave.
However, the butler said helplessly from the side:
"Dean, this matter has already spread throughout the entire school."
"If Li Ziyu gives up now, the blow to his mentality would probably be even greater..."
Left Hongyang was startled upon hearing this, and a look of struggle flashed across his face.
Finally, he let out a long sigh.
He sat back down in his chair.
At the same time.
Another villa where mentors resided.
Ba Nantian, the Dean of the Extreme Dao Academy, looked at the top-pinned post on the school forum about Li Ziyu challenging Ouyang Hao.
A slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Lao Zuo's student, challenging my Mutual Aid Society's Vice President?"
"Interesting."
Modu Training Building.
Inside the thousands of square meters training room.
Ouyang Hao, dressed in a silver combat suit, had his eyes closed, his hands naturally hanging down, and his expression calm.
Around him.
Six short-handled flying knives, gleaming with a cold light, whizzed and circled around him.
Ouyang Hao slowly opened his eyes.
He made no visible movement.
He merely parted his lips slightly and said, facing the combat power testing target in front of him:
"Go!"
As his words fell.
The six flying knives circling him instantly vibrated with a crisp hum.
Then, in a flash, they transformed into six streaks of cold light, like falling meteors, disappearing from their original positions.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Six sounds of clashing metal, accompanied by howling winds.
The six flying knives, without distinction, all struck the combat power target in the hall.
On the target, the bright red numbers "15000" were dazzling.
Ouyang Hao waved his hand again.
The six flying knives transformed into a silver stream of water, flying towards Ouyang Hao's waist, clinging to the belt around his waist.
"Finally, I've broken through to peak third-level Mental Power Master!"
"I'm only one step away from fourth-level!"
"Heh... Li Ziyu, I originally didn't want to bother with you."
"But since you're so confident, so eager to provoke me, then I'll just casually crush your confidence into dust!"
Ouyang Hao said.
He straightened his collar, then pushed open the training room door and walked towards the Modu Martial Arts University Martial Arts Building.
He had never considered Li Ziyu a competitor.
In his eyes, there was always only one competitor.
That was Lei Zhan, the President of the Mutual Aid Society and the top-ranked individual on the Modu Martial Arts University combat power list!
Li Ziyu.
He was merely an insignificant pebble on his path to challenging Lei Zhan.
Outside the door.
More than a dozen senior members of the Mutual Aid Society, seeing Ouyang Hao emerge, all followed him with fervent expressions.
They walked with Ouyang Hao towards the Martial Arts Building.
Today!
They were going to witness the birth of a legend at Modu Martial Arts University!
A legend belonging exclusively to the Mutual Aid Society!
A legend belonging to their President, Ouyang Hao!
...
Audience.
Liu Tao, Sun Mingyang, and the other freshmen from their class were all seated in the audience, looking around with envious expressions.
"Tsk, to be able to compete in front of so many people, even if you lose, it's a great honor."
"Holy crap, I never noticed before, but our Modu Martial Arts University actually has so many beautiful senior students!"
Several people scanned their surroundings enviously.
They looked at the pretty senior students in the audience with longing expressions.
"Holy crap, Ba Nantian, the Dean of the Extreme Dao Academy, is here too!?"
"And the one behind him, isn't that Left Hongyang, the Dean of the Weapons Academy?"
At this moment.
Above the arena.
Two silver small airships suddenly appeared above the arena.
The airships opened, and two imposing figures emerged from each.
One in front, one behind.
The former was a Bald Strongman, two and a half meters tall, with a physique like a small mountain.
He wore a simple T-shirt, revealing muscles like granite.
Just his appearance gave people a sense of oppressive force, as if facing a mountain.
Following behind him was Left Hongyang, the Dean of the Weapons Academy.
The two stepped out of the airships suspended hundreds of meters high and leaped directly to the seats in the center of the audience.
Left Hongyang's face was cold, and he said nothing.
Ba Nantian, beside him, glanced at him indifferently, a hint of mockery in his eyes, and with a slight curl of his lips, he said softly:
"Lao Zuo, you're a bit too eager."
"Pushing a genius who hasn't fully matured onto the stage is a bit foolish."
"I don't know whether to call you foolish or confident."
"Do you really think someone who can become the Vice President of the Mutual Aid Society is a pushover?"
Ba Nantian disregarded the people around him, not concealing his inner thoughts, and spoke with a mocking expression.
Left Hongyang's face was ashen, and he remained silent.
His hand, resting on the armrest of the chair, was clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
He was a conservative, while Ba Nantian was a radical.
Ba Nantian was also the mastermind behind the establishment of the Mutual Aid Society back then.
In the past, the slots for the National Youth Martial Arts University League were monopolized by members of the Mutual Aid Society.
Furthermore, their conservative faction hadn't cultivated any geniuses capable of holding their own.
Now that Li Ziyu, this prodigy, had emerged, they were preparing to cultivate him vigorously.
For this, Left Hongyang had specifically withstood pressure and specially approved his National Youth Martial Arts University League slot to Li Ziyu.
If Li Ziyu didn't compete with Ouyang Hao, then he and the principal could withstand the pressure from the Extreme Dao faction and secure Li Ziyu's slot.
But now, Li Ziyu had publicly announced he would challenge Ouyang Hao.
This immediately put them in a passive position.
However, these were minor issues.
What he feared most was that if Li Ziyu failed in the competition, his mentality might very likely collapse!
"Li Ziyu, you've really given me a tough problem!"
Left Hongyang sighed inwardly.
Just then, a message chimed on his wristband.
Left Hongyang's gaze moved to it.
It was a notification that the combat power ranking had been updated.
Ouyang Hao's ranking on the combat power list had actually risen to second place!
Left Hongyang's expression grew even gloomier.
Li Ziyu might lose very badly!
"Sigh, it seems that if Li Ziyu wants to participate in the National Youth Martial Arts University League this time, he'll have to wait until next time."
Left Hongyang sighed inwardly.
"They're here."
Just as everyone was whispering among themselves, the large doors of the martial arts arena slowly opened.