63: Chapter 63 One Hundred Billion!

On the sparring ring.

The dark red Shape-Shifting spear remained steadily pointed at Chen Feng's throat.

Its edge flickered.

A bone-chilling cold rushed up Chen Feng's spine straight to his brain.

Su Yu looked at the sophomore Grandmaster before him, who was now completely terrified.

His tone was calm, without a single ripple of emotion.

"You lost."

"One hundred billion in cash."

"Hand it over."

These simple words fell into Chen Feng's ears like a death knell.

One hundred billion?!

Where was he supposed to get one hundred billion?!

Although the Chen family was a top-tier family in the capital with vast assets.

Those were all fixed assets, mineral deposits, and industries!

Only top-tier conglomerates could withdraw one hundred billion in liquid funds at any time!

Chen Feng's face turned pale, and his lips trembled violently.

"I... I don't have it..."

His voice was as faint as a mosquito's, carrying undisguised fear and despair.

"I cannot... produce that much cash for the time being..."

Su Yu frowned slightly.

You don't have it?

If you didn't have it, why were you shouting so confidently just now?

The dark red spear in his hand pushed forward slightly.

A glint of coldness flashed in Su Yu's deep eyes.

Just then.

A black figure appeared between the two of them without any warning.

Vice Principal.

Martial Emperor, Vice Principal Nie Changkong.

He extended two fingers and, appearing to do so effortlessly, clamped onto Su Yu's dark red Shape-Shifting spear.

Hum—

The shaft of the spear vibrated slightly but could not advance even an inch further.

Su Yu's gaze tightened, and he took the opportunity to disperse the Spear Intent in his hand.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong turned his head and looked down at Chen Feng, who was slumped on the ground.

His eyes exuded an unquestionable majesty.

"The rules of Capital Martial Arts University are that the martial path must be fought for."

"Once you step onto the sparring ring and set a wager."

"If you lose, you must accept it!"

Vice Principal Nie Changkong's voice echoed across the entire Weiming Lake.

"Three days."

"Gather one hundred billion and give it to Su Yu!"

"Rules are rules!"

Boom!

This sentence, like a bolt of divine lightning from the heavens, struck Chen Feng's head hard.

The Vice Principal himself had set the ruling!

This was no longer just a dispute of pride between students.

This was the upper management of Capital Martial Arts University backing this special-grade freshman.

If he could not produce this one hundred billion within three days.

Su Yu wouldn't even need to make a move; the enforcement team of Capital Martial Arts University would personally pay a visit to the Chen family!

Chen Feng completely collapsed.

His martial heart and his pride were crushed to pieces at this moment.

"Ah—!!!"

Chen Feng let out a shrill, desperate roar.

He scrambled up from the ground and rushed off the sparring ring, tumbling as he went.

Like a stray dog, he pushed through the crowd and fled like a madman.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

The two or three thousand geniuses of Capital Martial Arts University at Weiming Lake followed Chen Feng's miserable retreating figure until it disappeared, then stiffly shifted their gazes back to the center of the sparring ring.

No one dared to speak loudly.

Only the sound of people gasping in shock, which made one's scalp tingle, rose and fell throughout the crowd.

"Shape-Shifting... He actually used Form-Manifesting Spear Intent!!"

"Turning the intangible into the tangible, manifesting from nothing! That is a supreme realm that even Martial Kings or even Martial Emperors might not be able to comprehend! He is only eighteen years old!"

"It's more than just being eighteen..."

The person beside him swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, "In less than a day... he directly skipped over Micro-Perception and Formlessness and forcefully smashed out a Shape-Shifting?!"

"Is he even human?!"

Everyone's brains were buzzing.

One thousand units of vitality!

He didn't use any weapons!

Just by relying on a dark red Shape-Shifting spear manifested from thin air, he one-shot a sophomore Grandmaster with three thousand units of vitality who was even wearing Imperial-grade armor!

At this moment, all the previous doubts, resentment, and jealousy regarding Su Yu's status as a "special-grade freshman" were crushed into nothingness!

What sophomore senior?

What genius from a top-tier family?

In front of this young man, they were all nothing but worthless dogs!

On the sparring ring.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong turned around and once again focused his gaze on Su Yu.

This time.

The admiration and fervor in the eyes of this Martial Emperor could not be contained!

He looked Su Yu up and down.

It was as if he were looking at a peerless, priceless treasure.

One day.

Merely one day!

From comprehending the rudiments of Spear Intent to directly skipping Micro-Perception and Formlessness, reaching the Shape-Shifting realm!

This was no longer just a simple genius.

This was a true, peerless prodigy!

A monster capable of suppressing an entire era!

Furthermore.

The moment Su Yu made his move, Vice Principal Nie Changkong keenly noticed a detail.

Su Yu's vitality was too pure.

So pure that it had no attribute bias!

He hadn't practiced any internal cultivation techniques!

"You..."

Vice Principal Nie Changkong looked at Su Yu, his tone filled with disbelief.

"Until now, you haven't practiced any graded internal cultivation techniques?"

Su Yu answered truthfully.

"No."

He really hadn't practiced any.

Back in Jiangcheng, he couldn't afford them at all.

Later, when he had the system, he directly spent money to raise his realm, and his vitality value was forcefully stacked up.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong gasped.

Not practicing internal cultivation meant that the quality and circulation speed of his vitality were far lower than those of martial artists of the same rank.

Yet Su Yu, relying on this most primitive and crude vitality.

Combined with the Shape-Shifting Spear Intent.

One-shot Chen Feng, who had three thousand units of vitality and practiced Heaven-grade martial arts!

Such physical foundation and combat intuition!

It was simply shocking!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Vice Principal Nie Changkong said the word "good" three times in a row.

He patted Su Yu on the shoulder, a very bright smile on his face.

"It's good that you haven't practiced any internal cultivation!"

"This means your foundation is like a piece of pure, flawless white paper!"

"Your malleability is simply perfect!"

Vice Principal Nie Changkong turned around and waved at Director Chu Kuang and the others below the stage.

"Let's go."

He looked at Su Yu, his tone gentle.

"Come with me to complete the special-grade freshman registration."

"By the way, I'll authorize you to accept high-reward bounty missions."

"Aren't you short on money?"

"On the bounty board of Capital Martial Arts University, there are plenty of opportunities for you to make big money."

Hearing the words "make money."

A glint of light flashed in Su Yu's deep eyes.

He nodded.

"Okay."

The two walked off the sparring ring.

The crowd automatically parted to form a wide path.

Everyone's gaze carried endless awe and admiration.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood by the side of the path.

In her hand, she held that heavy yuanlong spear.

Watching Su Yu walk over, a bright smile bloomed on her pure and beautiful face.

"Here."

Lin Xiaoxiao handed the yuanlong spear to Su Yu.

"Your spear."

Su Yu took the spear, feeling that familiar cold touch.

"Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?"

Lin Xiaoxiao waved her hand dismissively, her ponytail swaying lightly behind her head.

"You really stole the show today."

"I guess no one will dare to come and trouble you at Capital Martial Arts University in the future."

She glanced at Vice Principal Nie Changkong walking in front and lowered her voice.

"You go ahead and handle the paperwork with the Vice Principal."

"I'm going to report to the Fist Department."

"Director Liu Ruyan has already sent me several messages urging me."

Su Yu nodded slightly.

"Okay."

"See you later."

Lin Xiaoxiao waved and turned to walk toward the Fist Department's area.

Her steps were light, and she was in an exceptionally happy mood.

Watching the retreating figures of Su Yu and Vice Principal Nie Changkong.

On the high platform.

Director Chu Kuang of the Spear Department still stood stiffly in place.