28: Chapter 28: The Battle Continues!

This boy must not be allowed to live!

Too ruthless!

This mad-dog personality of wanting to bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh even if it means dying together...

If he is allowed to survive today...

Even if he's a cripple, he will definitely be a hidden danger in the future!

Moreover, asking this question clearly means he doesn't intend to admit defeat!

This is simply a god-sent opportunity!

Here, on the stage of the Gaokao!

It's the perfect opportunity for his son to rightfully kill this great threat with his own hands in front of everyone in Jiang City!

Even a Great Grandmaster wouldn't be able to find any fault with it!

Killing intent flashed in Zhao Tianxiong's eyes.

He stepped forward without hesitation and immediately began to fan the flames!

"Good!"

Zhao Tianxiong shouted loudly, his voice drowning out the noise of the crowd.

"Su Yu! I'll admit you have some backbone!"

"Since you've put it that way, I, Zhao, am not an unreasonable man!"

Zhao Tianxiong pointed at Su Yu and made an arrogant promise.

"If you truly have the ability to kill my son on this stage, in front of Chairman Lei and a hundred thousand people!"

"I, Zhao Tianxiong, swear that the Zhao family will never pursue the matter!"

"But if you are beaten to death by my son..."

Zhao Tianxiong sneered, his tone grim.

"Then you only have yourself to blame, and you can't hold it against anyone else!"

Shameless to the extreme.

To speak of taking advantage of someone's precarious situation in such a high-sounding way.

Lin Xiaoxiao was completely enraged!

She spun around abruptly and grabbed Su Yu's arm.

Her nails were almost digging into Su Yu's flesh.

"Is it really worth it?!"

Lin Xiaoxiao's voice was trembling, and tears finally began to well up in her eyes.

"Su Yu! What on earth are you after!"

"Risking your life for a hollow reputation? For a bit of pride?"

"In your current state, he could kill you with a single slap!"

Lin Xiaoxiao stomped her feet in anxiety; she truly couldn't understand Su Yu's near-suicidal behavior.

In her eyes, Zhao Ze was already a dead man.

Once off the stage, she had plenty of ways to ruin the Zhao family.

Why risk your life here, with your broken body, against a mad dog?!

Su Yu felt the trembling coming from his arm.

He looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's face, flushed with anxiety and anger.

Those clear eyes were filled with nothing but concern for him.

Su Yu sighed softly in his heart.

He reached back and grasped Lin Xiaoxiao's wrist.

He squeezed slightly.

He pulled her hand away from his arm.

"Don't worry."

Su Yu looked into her eyes, his tone exceptionally steady.

So steady that there wasn't the slightest ripple of emotion.

In fact, at the moment their eyes met...

Deep within Su Yu's eyes, there was a very subtle flash of something only Lin Xiaoxiao could understand—

Playfulness.

This flash of playfulness was gone in an instant, so fast it seemed like an illusion.

Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned.

She stared blankly at Su Yu.

Her brain momentarily short-circuited.

"Playfulness?"

How could someone on the verge of death have such a look in their eyes?

Could it be...

An incredible thought suddenly flashed through Lin Xiaoxiao's mind.

But before she could think further...

Su Yu had already turned his head to look at Grandmaster Lei Potian.

"Chairman Lei."

Su Yu took a deep breath and straightened his slightly hunched back.

"I agree. Let's do it again."

Final confirmation!

The words were spoken with powerful resonance.

Cutting off all paths of retreat.

Lin Xiaoxiao was on the verge of tears.

She stomped hard on the alloy floor in anger, and her tears finally fell.

"Don't worry?"

"You're in this state, how can you expect me not to worry!!!"

She gritted her teeth, staring intently at Su Yu's back.

"If you die, I will absolutely have the entire Zhao family executed to be buried with you!"

Such a vicious oath coming from this pure young lady carried a heartbreaking stubbornness.

Upon the high platform.

Grandmaster Lei Potian took a deep look at Su Yu.

Since the parties involved had made their decision, as the referee, he had no right to forcibly terminate the match.

The path of martial arts is inherently a journey of seeking life through death.

"Fine."

Grandmaster Lei Potian nodded and turned his gaze toward Zhao Ze.

"Zhao Ze, what about you?"

"Do you agree to continue this match?"

"I agree! Of course I agree!"

Zhao Ze shouted impatiently.

His face was full of fanaticism, and his eyes held a perverted pleasure at the prospect of slaughtering his prey.

"Me, afraid of him?!"

"A waste whose blood qi has withered!"

"Today, I will crush his throat with my own hands in front of the entire city!"

Zhao Ze laughed maniacally.

The laughter echoed throughout the Combat Arena.

He was extremely arrogant and insufferably haughty.

However...

Combined with the yellow liquid still dripping drop by drop from the leg of his pure white custom martial arts uniform...

This arrogant posture appeared utterly ridiculous.

He was like a clown who had just wet his pants, performing his bravery on stage with all his might.

The audience watched this scene with eyes full of disdain.

But no one spoke.

Because everyone knew that what followed would be an extremely cruel, one-sided slaughter.

"Since both parties have no objections."

Grandmaster Lei Potian waved his hand, and a gentle yet irresistible force of blood qi surged out.

It forcibly pushed Lin Xiaoxiao, who was still refusing to leave the stage, down to the steps at the edge.

"Clear the stage!"

"All non-participants, leave the stage!"

Pushed off the stage, Lin Xiaoxiao gripped the alloy railing tightly, her knuckles turning white from the strain.

She stared intently at the thin figure in the center of the stage.

She even stopped breathing.

Zhao Tianxiong also sneered and leaped off the stage.

He returned to his VIP box.

He picked up a freshly poured cup of tea and leaned back comfortably on the sofa.

Ready to enjoy the performance of his son showing off his great power.

In the center of the stage.

Once again, only Su Yu and Zhao Ze remained.

Twenty meters apart.

A suffocating, murderous aura filled the air.

"Su Yu."

Zhao Ze cracked his neck, his bones making sharp popping sounds.

The smile on his face vanished completely, replaced by an extreme coldness.

"This time next year will be the anniversary of your death."

Boom!

A violent blood qi of 10.3 erupted from Zhao Ze's body once again without reservation!

His pure white martial arts uniform billowed and snapped.

Mysterious-tier low-grade martial technique, Rock-Crushing Palm!

Starting stance!

This time, he held nothing back, pushing his blood qi to the absolute limit.

In his palm, the white air current was denser than before, even faintly carrying the sound of a piercing sonic boom.

He wanted a one-hit kill!

He would never give the Great Grandmaster another chance to intervene!

Across from him.

Su Yu still stood in place.

His face was pale, and his breathing was heavy.

He didn't even raise his hands, just quietly watched the berserk Zhao Ze.

Grandmaster Lei Potian raised his right hand high.

His gaze was locked onto the two on the stage.

The hundred thousand blood qi in his body was like a volcano about to erupt, ready to intervene at any moment.

He would never allow Su Yu to die in front of him.

A hundred thousand people in the audience held their breath.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Battle again!"

"Begin!!!"

Accompanied by Grandmaster Lei Potian's loud shout.

His right hand swung down heavily!

Boom!

The alloy floor beneath Zhao Ze's feet cracked again.

He turned into a white afterimage, carrying a terrifying power that could crush anything in its path.

He lunged toward Su Yu in a frenzied slaughter!

"Die!!!"

Death has arrived.