100: Chapter 100 One Code, One Code

More than half a minute passed in total.

Only then did Huo Zhenshan let out a long breath of foul air.

He slowly opened his mouth, his voice echoing across the desolate ruins, carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

"The Devil Emperor has retreated."

"Because the coordinates are gone."

Huo Zhenshan pointed at the dissipating Abyss black fog in mid-air.

"The Devil Saint is the coordinate and sacrifice of this Abyss passage this time."

"Once the Devil Saint dies, the passage naturally cannot be maintained."

Principal Lei Qianjue was stunned.

"However…"

"How could the Devil Saint die?"

"That was personally protected by the Devil Emperor's giant hand!"

Huo Zhenshan turned his head and gave Principal Lei Qianjue a deep look.

"Because."

"He forcibly killed the Devil Saint."

Huo Zhenshan reached out a finger and pointed at Su Yu not far away.

Word by word.

Resounding with force!

"At the Martial Spirit Realm."

"He forcefully resisted the supreme coercion of the Devil Emperor's cross-border projection!"

"Right under the eyelids of the Abyss Dominator."

"With a single spear strike!"

"He forcibly killed the Devil Saint!!!"

Boom!!!

These words

exploded in everyone's minds like a 100,000-ton equivalent nuclear bomb!

The Martial Emperors and Martial Kings present all gasped in unison!

Their scalps went numb!

Every hair on their bodies stood on end at this moment!

They widened their eyes, looking at Su Yu as if he were a monster.

Is this right?!

Is this reasonable?!

A Martial Spirit's Qi and blood do not even reach ten million.

A Devil Saint's Qi and blood break ten billion!

The gap between the two was even more exaggerated than that between an ant and an elephant!

Not to mention, there was still a Devil Emperor covering from above!

If it were any Martial Emperor present, let alone forcibly killing the Devil Saint, even standing straight under the Devil Emperor's coercion was something they absolutely could not do!

Yet the young man named "Su Yuan" right before them—

actually withstood the Devil Emperor's pressure and instantly killed the Devil Saint?!

"This…"

Principal Lei Qianjue's body trembled violently.

His single eye was filled with the astonishment of his worldview collapsing.

"Where on earth did this peerless Genius pop out from?!"

"When did the Great Xia Kingdom hide such a monster?!"

Principal Lei Qianjue was completely convinced.

He felt inferior to him!

He had originally thought that as the vice principal of Demon Martial University and a Martial Emperor whose Qi and blood broke through one hundred million, what kind of Genius hadn't he seen in most of his life?

But today—

he truly understood what it meant when they said there are heavens beyond the heavens, and people beyond people!

Looking at the "Su Yuan" before him with a stern face and terrifying Evil Qi emanating all over his body—

Principal Lei Qianjue suddenly thought of the top Genius recently recruited by his own Demon Martial University—Shen Wudao.

Innate Evil Body.

Upon admission, his Qi and blood had already reached the terrifying Peak of a Martial Artist.

He had always been regarded as the apple of the eye by Demon Martial University's upper echelon, treated as a secret weapon for this year's national freshman exchange tournament.

Even just now, Principal Lei Qianjue had been boasting before Vice Principal Nie Changkong, saying he would properly teach Capital Martial Arts University's freshmen a lesson at the exchange tournament.

But now—

Principal Lei Qianjue shook his head frantically in his heart.

Teach a lesson my ass!

Looking at this "Su Yuan" before him, he couldn't help but make a comparison in his mind.

If—

if this "Su Yuan" wasn't some hidden big shot secretly cultivated by Vice Principal Nie Changkong for many years,

but instead a freshman who had just started college,

that picture…

Principal Lei Qianjue couldn't help shivering.

A freshman with nine million Dark Gold Divine Blood!

Mastering the Soul Casting Peak Spear Intent!

Able to forcefully resist the Devil Emperor and forcibly kill the Devil Saint!

If he were to participate in the national freshman exchange tournament…

what is there even to fight?

The freshmen from other schools might as well just line up on stage and kowtow to admit defeat!

If that proud Shen Wudao of their Demon Martial University dared to bare his teeth in front of this "Su Yuan",

he estimated that the other party wouldn't even need to pull out his spear.

Just releasing a sliver of the Dark Gold Divine Blood's coercion would be enough to crush Shen Wudao's proud Innate Evil Body directly into a puddle of flesh and mud!

If that were really the case,

the entire Demon Martial University, and even all martial arts universities across the country, would have to completely submit to this young man's majesty!

They wouldn't even be able to conceive the slightest thought of resistance!

Thinking of this,

Principal Lei Qianjue let out a long breath of relief.

He raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately!

Fortunately indeed!

Principal Lei Qianjue looked at Su Yu's face, which had been disguised by the "Myriad Phenomena Concealment Art" to look weathered and ruthlessly cold.

He rejoiced inwardly.

This appearance, this temperament, these decisive and ruthless methods!

This was definitely an old monster who had been licking blood off the tip of a blade for many years!

Or an ultimate weapon secretly cultivated by the military!

It was absolutely impossible for him to be a Capital Martial Arts University freshman!

No matter how good the talent of that freshman named Su Yu was, at most he was just a wet-behind-the-ears punk who had just entered the Martial Master Realm.

How could he possibly possess such world-destroying strength like this kid?

"Old Nie."

Principal Lei Qianjue turned his head and looked at Vice Principal Nie Changkong beside him, a hint of sour envy leaking into his tone.

"Your Capital Martial Arts University really hit a stroke of sheer luck."

"To actually hide such a trump card."

"However, it's a good thing he is a trump card you secretly cultivated, not that freshman you recruited this year."

Principal Lei Qianjue patted his chest.

"Otherwise, for this year's exchange tournament, our Demon Martial University might as well just forfeit directly."

Hearing Principal Lei Qianjue's rejoiced words,

Vice Principal Nie Changkong, who was standing to the side—

his whole body went numb.

He kept his hands tightly clasped behind his back.

His ten fingers were tightly intertwined, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

Frustrating!

Unusually frustrating!

Vice Principal Nie Changkong looked at Principal Lei Qianjue's rejoiced expression of having "survived a disaster".

Ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping wildly in his heart!

He was dumbfounded!

He was truly dumbfounded!

Others might not know, but he knew!

Who the hell would believe it!

The peerless god of slaughter right before him who forcefully resisted the Devil Emperor, forcibly killed the Devil Saint, and shocked all the Martial Emperors and Martial Saints present until their scalps went numb—

is fucking Su Yu, the freshman who just started college!!!

He was the wet-behind-the-ears punk who Principal Lei Qianjue claimed was "at most a Martial Master" and "would be taught a lesson at the exchange tournament"!!!

Vice Principal Nie Changkong's mouth twitched wildly out of control.

He really wanted to roar out loud.

Old Lei!

That Shen Wudao of your Demon Martial University is nothing more than a fart in front of him!

But he couldn't say it.

To protect Su Yu from being targeted by higher-level powerhouses of the Abyss Cult,

and for the future of the Great Xia Kingdom,

this earth-shattering secret had to rot deep inside his stomach!

Even if it choked him into internal injuries, he still had to put on an unfathomably profound appearance!

"Ahem."

Vice Principal Nie Changkong cleared his throat.

Forcibly suppressing the rolling Qi and blood in his heart,

he slightly raised his chin and said in an exceptionally calm tone,

"Old Lei."

"Don't belittle yourself."

"Shen Wudao of your Demon Martial University is also very good."

"As for the exchange tournament, participation is what matters."

Principal Lei Qianjue curled his lips.

Although he was deeply shaken by the peerless god of slaughter "Su Yuan" before him, hearing Vice Principal Nie Changkong's condescending tone of commenting on a Junior instantly stirred up his desire to win.

"Cut the crap!"

Principal Lei Qianjue glared with his remaining right eye, let out a cold snort, and couldn't help refuting,

"Old Nie, I admit that this trump card of your Capital Martial Arts University is truly terrifying, and I, Principal Lei Qianjue, am convinced!"

"But principles are principles!"

"Your freshman Su Yu comprehended the Form-Manifesting Spear Intent, and his talent is indeed very strong. But sorry, Shen Wudao of our Demon Martial University has the Innate Evil Body; when it comes to combat at the same Realm, he is definitely stronger than your Su Yu!"

"Don't think that because Capital Martial Arts University has a 'Su Yuan' you can walk sideways. In this year's freshman exchange tournament, our Demon Martial University will still take first place!"

"At that time, we'll see the real deal in the ring!"

Hearing Principal Lei Qianjue's resounding "grand words",

Vice Principal Nie Changkong, standing to the side—

his whole body went numb.