21: Chapter 21 Battle against Zhao Ze

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Lin Xiaoxiao pulled the car door open, sat inside, and rolled down the window.

She put her sunglasses back on, hiding her eyes.

"There is no reason for this Young Miss to take back something I've already given away."

"Just consider it... a gift for that 'Sister' you called me."

"See you at the exam tomorrow."

Vroom—

She slammed on the gas.

The off-road vehicle roared and quickly vanished into the night.

Su Yu stood where he was.

Looking at the priceless jade bottle in his hand.

For a long time.

He tucked the jade bottle into his pocket and turned to walk toward the old district.

A beauty's favor is the hardest to accept.

The next day.

Jiangcheng No. 1 Martial Arts High School.

Nine in the morning.

The playground was packed with people, the atmosphere ten times more frantic than yesterday.

Because today, the results were being released.

The weighted total score of the liberal arts and martial arts subjects would directly determine who could enter the afternoon's combat assessment sequence.

In the center of the playground.

A holographic projection screen as tall as a three-story building was flashing with blinding blue light.

Everyone was looking up.

Holding their breath.

Staring fixedly at that screen.

"They're out!"

Someone shouted.

On the screen, data refreshed frantically like a waterfall.

Finally, it settled.

The name in the first row was bolded and enlarged in an eye-catching golden font.

[First Place: Su Yu.]

[Liberal Arts Score: 500 points (Perfect Score).]

[Martial Arts Score: 500 points (Qi 10.4, converted to perfect score).]

[Weighted Total Score: 1000 points.]

Boom!

The entire playground instantly erupted!

"Double perfect score?!"

"My god! Since the founding of Jiangcheng, has there ever been a top scholar with a double perfect score?!"

"A perfect score in liberal arts is one thing, but a perfect score in martial arts too?! Where on earth did this monster Su Yu pop out from?!"

On the outskirts of the crowd.

Teacher Li Jianguo, the homeroom teacher of Class 3, stared fixedly at that name on the screen.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the ground.

It was over.

Completely over.

A peerless Genius with a double perfect score should have been the most brilliant achievement of his teaching career.

But for one million, he had personally pushed this Genius to the opposing side.

He could even imagine how the principal would tear him apart with rage once the college entrance exam ended.

The screen continued to show the rankings below.

[Second Place: Lin Xiaoxiao.]

[Liberal Arts Score: 496 points.]

[Martial Arts Score: 500 points (Qi 406.0, converted to perfect score).]

[Weighted Total Score: 990 points.]

In the crowd.

Lin Xiaoxiao, wearing a peaked cap, looked at the ranking on the screen.

She curled her lip.

"As expected, points were deducted for that final exotic beast dissection question in the liberal arts exam."

But when her gaze moved up.

Seeing the name that was firmly pressed above her own.

Her lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"I guess you're good."

The screen continued to scroll.

Third place.

Fourth place.

Until the fifth row.

[Fifth Place: Zhao Ze.]

[Liberal Arts Score: 480 points.]

[Martial Arts Score: 500 points (Qi 10.3, converted to perfect score).]

[Weighted Total Score: 980 points.]

In the rest area.

Crack!

The wine glass in Zhao Ze's hand was crushed to pieces by him.

He stared fixedly at the very top of the holographic screen, at that name so blinding it almost drove him mad—

[First Place: Su Yu]!

His whole body was trembling violently from extreme anger, jealousy, and humiliation.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Ze gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot with madness, a beast-like low growl squeezing out from his throat.

"A piece of bottom-level trash who didn't even have 1 point of Qi and relied on relief food to survive! How could he climb above me?!"

He couldn't accept it!

Three days ago, Su Yu's Qi was clearly a pitiful 0.8!

But now, the big screen clearly stated—Qi 10.4! Perfect Martial Arts score!

What made him so jealous he was about to vomit blood was Su Yu's 500-point perfect score in liberal arts!

If!

If Su Yu had obediently signed that sales agreement three days ago!

Then that 500-point perfect liberal arts score would have been his, Zhao Ze's!

Adding his own 10.3 Qi, he, Zhao Ze, would have stood at the perfect 1000-point mark, looking down on everyone, becoming the undisputed first place in Jiangcheng! Enjoying the cheers of one hundred thousand people!

Instead of being in fifth place like now.

Looking up at that poor, pathetic bone he had once trampled under his feet, the one he thought was too dirty to even look at, having stolen all the glory that should have belonged to him!

"Su Yu..."

The muscles on Zhao Ze's face twitched, his expression completely twisted.

"Calm down, Young Master."

The butler tremblingly handed him a towel from the side.

"The total score is just a hollow name; Qi 10.4 is not worth mentioning in real combat! As long as you make it into the top ten, you are qualified to participate in the afternoon's arena battle."

"Once in the arena, that brat definitely won't be able to block your 'Rock-Crushing Palm'!"

Zhao Ze clenched his fists.

"You're right."

"Real combat."

"I will personally cripple him in front of all the people of Jiangcheng!"

Two in the afternoon.

Jiangcheng No. 1 Martial Arts High School, indoor combat arena.

The circular stands, which could accommodate thirty thousand people, were packed.

The various dignitaries, martial arts gym masters, and military representatives of Jiangcheng City were all in attendance.

In the center of the arena.

Was a massive alloy arena, fifty meters long and wide.

Below the arena.

The top ten candidates, including Su Yu, Lin Xiaoxiao, and Zhao Ze, were lined up.

The atmosphere was heavy to the extreme.

Everyone knew that the upcoming battle would determine the ownership of those two special admission spots to Kyoto Martial Arts University.

Suddenly.

The noisy arena quieted down without warning.

An unspeakable sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire venue.

The air seemed to become viscous.

Breathing became difficult.

The ordinary people in the stands even had the urge to kneel on the ground.

And those official Martial Artists with over 100 Qi turned pale, feeling the circulation of Qi within their bodies become extremely sluggish.

Su Yu stood below the stage.

Looking in the direction everyone else was looking.

On the highest stand of the combat arena, a burly figure had appeared at some point.

He did not release any Qi light.

Nor did he make any deliberate, pretentious movements.

He simply stood there, like an insurmountable, towering mountain.

The president of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association.

Grandmaster Lei Potian.

A supreme powerhouse at the Great Grandmaster Realm!

A terrifying existence with Qi over 100,000!

One person could suppress an entire city.

Grandmaster Lei Potian looked down at the arena from above.

His gaze swept over the ten candidates below.

He paused on Lin Xiaoxiao for a moment and nodded slightly.

Then, his gaze swept past Su Yu.

Without stopping.

"Jiangcheng Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, combat assessment."

Grandmaster Lei Potian's voice was not loud, but it exploded clearly in everyone's ears like muffled thunder.

"There is only one rule."

"No-holds-barred combat."

"Until one side falls, or voluntarily admits defeat."

"Life and death do not matter."

Once those last four words were spoken.

The temperature in the arena seemed to drop to freezing instantly.

Life and death do not matter.

This is the cruelty of the Dao of martial arts.

Once on the arena, there are no students or children, only warriors.

Of course, if there is a real life-threatening danger, as the referee, he will intervene immediately.

"The drawing begins."

Grandmaster Lei Potian waved his hand.

The large holographic screen above the arena immediately began to frantically scroll through the names of the ten candidates.

Everyone held their breath, concentrating.

Ding.

The screen stopped scrolling.

The first matchup list was fixed.

[First Match: Su Yu VS Zhao Ze.]

Whoosh—

The entire arena was in an uproar.

First place versus fifth place!

Commoner Genius versus wealthy family young master!

Without any warm-up, the fated duel began directly in the first match!

Below the arena.

Zhao Ze looked at the name on the screen.

First, he was stunned.

Then, his lips curled into a cruelly, bloodthirsty, maniacal laugh.

He turned his head.

From a few meters away, he stared fixedly at Su Yu.

He raised his right hand and slowly, forcefully drew his thumb across his throat.

He made an extremely arrogant throat-slitting gesture.

But Su Yu.

Kept his hands in his pants pockets.

He didn't even glance at Zhao Ze.

He just calmly stepped forward.

Along the alloy steps.

One step, one step.

Walked onto the arena that would determine his fate.