26: Chapter 26 I was faking it

A sharp, humiliated roar exploded across the arena!

Zhao Ze.

He had finally recovered from the extreme terror he had just experienced.

When he realized that he had actually wet his pants in front of a hundred thousand spectators.

A sense of humiliation, worse than death, instantly devoured his reason.

He saw Su Yu's current state.

Pale, teetering on the brink of collapse, his Qi had plummeted to a pathetic 0.8!

He's finished!

This brat must have used some evil technique to overdraw his potential; he's nothing but a complete cripple now!

"I don't need protection!"

Like a mad dog, Zhao Ze scrambled up from the ground.

His eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Su Yu and roared maniacally.

"Grandmaster Lei Potian! On what grounds did you declare me the loser!"

"I hadn't lost at all! I can still fight!"

"He can't even stand steady right now; I could crush him with a single finger!"

"I am definitely his superior! Let me kill him!!!"

Zhao Ze had completely lost his sanity.

Now, there was only one thought in his mind.

Tear Su Yu to pieces!

In the cruelest way possible, beat this trash who had caused him to lose all face to death on this stage!

"Insolence!"

Grandmaster Lei Potian frowned, and a terrifying pressure belonging to a Great Grandmaster instantly descended upon Zhao Ze.

It forced him to his knees with a "thud," rendering him unable to move.

"The rules of the arena state that when the referee intervenes, the outcome is decided."

"What? Boy of the Zhao family, are you questioning my judgment?"

"Grandmaster Lei Potian, please calm your anger!"

Just then, a hurried voice came from the direction of the VIP box.

Zhao Tianxiong leaped down from the VIP box, which was over ten meters high, and landed steadily on the edge of the arena.

He looked at his son, who was kneeling on the ground with yellow liquid still dripping from his crotch, and his face turned deathly pale with rage.

How embarrassing! He had completely disgraced the Zhao family!

But, no matter how embarrassing, he was still his son!

Furthermore, this concerned the special admission quota for Imperial Capital First Martial Arts University!

If he were declared the loser just like that, Zhao Ze's path to the heavens would be completely ruined!

Zhao Tianxiong took a deep breath, forcing down the rage in his heart.

He walked up to Grandmaster Lei Potian and bowed slightly.

"Grandmaster Lei Potian, my son is young and ignorant and has offended you. I apologize to you on his behalf."

But immediately after, Zhao Tianxiong changed his tone.

His gaze turned cold as he stared at the teetering Su Yu.

"However, Grandmaster Lei Potian."

"I'm afraid the judgment of this match is hard for the public to accept, isn't it?"

Zhao Tianxiong raised his voice so that every spectator in the arena could hear him clearly.

"Everyone here has witnessed it!"

"This candidate named Su Yu clearly used some kind of forbidden evil technique to force his Qi to burst to one hundred points!"

"And now, due to the backlash of the technique, he has weakened into a cripple with less than 0.8 Qi!"

"Although my son was momentarily intimidated by this evil energy, he has not suffered any substantial damage!"

"In a true life-or-death battle, the one who would have the last laugh would definitely be my son!"

Zhao Tianxiong turned around, pointed at Su Yu, and roared righteously.

"It doesn't count!"

"This match absolutely does not count!"

"The referee is biased towards Su Yu!"

"I demand that the match be resumed immediately! Let the two candidates decide the winner fairly and squarely!"

Shameless. Extremely shameless.

The entire audience was in an uproar.

Anyone with eyes could see that if Grandmaster Lei Potian hadn't intervened earlier, Zhao Ze would have already been smashed into a pulp.

Now that they see Su Yu is weak, they jump out and say they want to continue the match?

Do they have no shame!

But Zhao Tianxiong didn't care.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, what is face worth?

As long as he could get the quota for Kyoto Martial Arts University, and as long as he could kill Su Yu, let alone being shameless, he would accept even being reviled by the whole city!

"Bullshit!!!"

Suddenly, a crisp, furious shout came from below the stage.

Bang! A black silhouette leaped onto the stage like lightning.

She stood directly in front of Su Yu.

Lin Xiaoxiao.

This top socialite of Jiangcheng was like an angry little leopard at this moment.

She spread her arms, protecting Su Yu tightly behind her.

Her pure, beautiful eyes were burning with intense rage.

She stared fixedly at Zhao Tianxiong and Zhao Ze.

"Zhao Tianxiong! Do you still want that old face of yours!"

Lin Xiaoxiao pointed at Zhao Tianxiong's nose and cursed, completely disregarding her image as a noble daughter.

"Biased?"

"Are you blind, or did a dog eat your heart?!"

Lin Xiaoxiao was trembling with anger, her eyes even turning slightly red.

She turned around abruptly and pointed at the teetering, pale-faced Su Yu behind her.

Her voice carried a hint of unmistakable heartache and anger.

"Look at him!"

"Look at how weak he has become now!!!"

"If Grandmaster Lei Potian hadn't intervened, your son would have been reduced to ashes by now!"

"Now, in order to win, he risked his life, and his Meridians are ruined!"

"And your Zhao family is actually taking advantage of his vulnerability to say you want to continue the match?"

Lin Xiaoxiao whipped her head around, staring fixedly at the kneeling Zhao Ze. Her eyes were filled with extreme contempt and disdain.

"Zhao Ze, what kind of man are you?"

"You wet your pants from fear during a fight, and now that you see him weak, you jump out and act like a hero?"

"Pah!"

Lin Xiaoxiao's words were like a barrage of cannon fire. Every word struck home.

She scolded the father and son, Zhao Tianxiong and Zhao Ze, so thoroughly that they were left speechless and humiliated.

The entire audience was silent at first. Then, an irrepressible burst of laughter and discussion erupted.

"Exactly! How shameless!"

"The Zhao family's behavior is just too ugly!"

"You wet your pants and you still want to fight? Fight with what? By pissing on him?"

The sound of mockery surged from all directions like a tsunami.

Zhao Tianxiong's face turned from green to white; it was worse than if he had swallowed a dead fly.

He, the dignified master of the Zhao Martial Arts Hall and a person of status in Jiangcheng, had never been pointed at and scolded like this by a young girl before!

"Lin Xiaoxiao!"

Zhao Tianxiong gritted his teeth, his eyes dreadfully gloomy.

"This is the arena! This is the college entrance exam! It's not a place for you to play house!"

"Get down there!"

"I'm not going anywhere!"

Lin Xiaoxiao lifted her chin and retorted domineeringly.

"With me here today, no one is going to touch a single hair on his head!"

She turned her head to look at Su Yu behind her. Looking at his pale complexion and rapid breathing, Lin Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly tightened.

She reached out to help Su Yu, but fearing she might touch his damaged Meridians, her hand froze in mid-air, her eyes red.

"Are you stupid..."

Lin Xiaoxiao lowered her voice, a hint of crying in her tone.

"For a quota, getting yourself into this state, is it worth it..."

Su Yu looked at the young girl standing in front of him, having fallen out with the Zhao family for his sake. He felt her unreserved protection and heartache.

Deep within his dimmed eyes, a trace of extremely complex emotion flashed.

He really wanted to tell Lin Xiaoxiao: "Don't cry. I was faking it. But right now, I really can't say it."