166: Chapter 166 The Calm Seed Pool #1

Jiang You gritted his teeth, his eyes, glowing with a faint blue light, locked tightly onto the red spot beneath Li Si's right rib.

He poured his entire 7.9 Qi and Blood value into his right arm without reservation, his face even turning red from the sheer exertion.

"Break… for me!!!"

"Pop."

A soft sound.

It wasn't even as loud as swatting a mosquito.

Jiang You's fist landed solidly three inches below Li Si's right rib.

In that instant, it didn't feel as hard as he had imagined; instead, it felt like poking through a layer of window paper.

Jiang You was stunned for a moment.

"Why is there no reaction?"

Across from him, Li Si was also stunned.

He felt the force coming from his ribs; it felt roughly like being punched by an average adult.

It hurt a little, but it wasn't fatal, right?

Li Si opened his eyes in confusion, looking at Jiang You, who was still holding his punching posture:

"Is that it?"

"This is… the Ultimate Overlord Fist?"

"Are you f*cking scratching your grandpa's itch…"

However.

Before the word "itch" could even be spoken.

Li Si's expression suddenly changed.

It turned pale, then flushed, and finally turned the color of a pig's liver!

Because although Jiang You's punch didn't seem very powerful to a martial artist, the placement was simply too tricky and too sinister!

Under the guidance of the Eye of Tianshu, this punch hit precisely on the path through which Li Si's spiritual energy was currently circulating!

And it happened at the critical moment when he was channeling his ultimate move, with spiritual energy surging through his body like a raging flood!

It was just like an unlucky guy pedaling a bicycle so fast that sparks were flying, only to have someone precisely and maliciously jam a thick wooden stick into his wheel!

"Gurgle…"

Li Si heard a strange, muffled sound coming from inside his body.

Immediately after.

"BOOM!!!"

It wasn't Jiang You who sent him flying.

It was his internal spiritual energy that had completely lost control and gone berserk!

The violent force originally intended to attack Jiang You instantly surged backward within his body, backfiring on himself!

"Pfft!!!"

Li Si sprayed a three-meter-high pillar of blood into the sky; his whole body seemed as if a bomb had been installed inside him, his chest suddenly exploding into a mist of blood!

"Ahhh! My spiritual energy!!"

Under the massive recoil, Li Si's sturdy body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, spinning and flipping wildly in the air, spraying blood all the way.

"Bang!"

He slammed heavily into the stone wall several meters away, embedding himself directly into it, kicked his legs, and vanished into a sky full of white light.

[System Verdict: Blue Side Wins!]

The entire arena… once again fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone had their mouths wide open, looking at Jiang You on the screen—who, despite having a not-so-cool posture and no special effects, had sent someone "exploding on the spot" with a single punch.

In the broadcast room, the director's hands were shaking:

"What… what kind of fist technique is this?"

"It looks plain and unremarkable, but it actually hides internal force?"

Principal Pang didn't even bother to wipe the tea off his crotch; he stood up abruptly, a sharp light flashing in his eyes:

"Good!"

"As expected of the Eye of Tianshu!"

"That punch looked weak and powerless, but it actually used four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds! It precisely severed the opponent's spiritual energy node!"

"This kid Jiang You… he really is a peerless genius!"

Meanwhile, inside the virtual battlefield.

Jiang You retracted his right hand, looked at his uninjured knuckles, and then looked at the vanished Li Si, his face full of bewilderment.

"What the f*ck?"

Jiang You blinked, a stormy sea of shock rising in his heart:

"Am I that fierce?"

"So, as long as I hit that red dot, the power will be this great?"

"It seems Principal Pang didn't lie to me, and those supplements didn't go to waste!"

"I've really become stronger!"

An unprecedented sense of self-confidence surged into his heart.

Jiang You coughed, quickly hiding the surprise on his face, and returned to that inscrutable expression.

He blew slowly on his fist, which had no dust on it, toward the sky, and coolly acted out a line:

"It seems…"

"You aren't as strong as I imagined. Next."

With the "accidental" arrival of his first victory, Jiang You felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.

"So fighting is this simple?"

Jiang You looked at his fist, his self-confidence skyrocketing exponentially.

"It seems Principal Pang didn't lie to me; I really am a one-in-a-million peerless genius!"

Thus, the subsequent battles became a one-man show for Jiang You.

"Match successful! Opponent: Freshman Class E, Zhang San."

Jiang You entered the arena, hands in his pockets, sweeping his gaze across.

[Left knee suffered a severe injury, center of gravity unstable.]

Jiang You lifted his leg and kicked hard at the opponent's knee.

"Ouch!"

Zhang San knelt to the ground.

Zhang San is out.

"Match successful! Opponent: Freshman Class D, Wang Wu."

[Spiritual energy circulation blocked, Dantian empty.]

Jiang You kicked and pummeled the guy's Dantian ferociously again!

"Pfft!"

Wang Wu sprayed blood!

Wang Wu is out!

...

Within a short half-hour, a terrifying legend spread throughout the 8th-rank virtual arena.

That Class F captain didn't follow martial ethics, didn't play by the rules, and specialized in hitting people where it hurt!

The key was that every time he finished fighting, he would disgustingly blow on his fist and say, "Next."

[System Prompt: Congratulations to contestant Jiang You for achieving a seven-game winning streak!]

[Detected that your points have reached the requirement; you have successfully ranked up!]

[Current Rank: 7th Rank!]

"That's it? I ranked up?"

Jiang You looked at the golden rank-up box that popped up in front of him and smacked his lips, feeling somewhat unsatisfied:

"Bullying noobs is fun for a moment, but bullying them constantly is always fun."

"But the contestants in Seed Pool No. 8 are indeed too weak. I hope some slightly more durable ones come along, otherwise, I won't even have the chance to shout the full name of my Ultimate Overlord Fist."

"Click."

With the hydraulic sound of the cabin door opening, Jiang You climbed out of the combat pod with a relaxed expression.

At this moment, the cabin door next to him also opened.

Bai Lan, like a carefree fox, hopped out, still biting on the unfinished lollipop.

"Big Brother! Big Brother!"

Bai Lan wagged her non-existent tail excitedly and said, as if asking for credit:

"The game inside is so simple!"

"When that opponent saw me, before I even moved my claws, he got scared, shouted 'There's a demon!', and then foamed at the mouth and quit!"

"Did I win? Is there roast chicken to eat?"

Jiang You patted Bai Lan's head and hurriedly coaxed her:

"Great job! That's the aura of a powerhouse!"

"Let's go, let's change places and go to a higher-level arena to find some roast chicken."

Amidst the awestruck and monster-like gazes of the other contestants, the two swaggered out of the "Newbie Village" and headed toward the 7th-rank competition area.

...

Meanwhile, in the central spectator hall.

Although Jiang You's "smurfing" operation had temporarily come to an end, the atmosphere inside the massive circular hall was getting hotter and hotter.

The air was filled with the scent of hormones and adrenaline, with tens of thousands of spectators staring at the hundreds of constantly switching holographic screens overhead, bursting into cheers and gasps from time to time.

"Look! That Wind God Leg from Class C lost!"

"Holy crap! A sophomore senior got countered by a freshman! This is way too competitive!"

"They're killing it over in Seed Pool No. 3!"

"Class Monitor Zhao Feilong is too fierce! He's already on a five-game winning streak! It looks like he's about to rank up to Pool 2!"

"The battle in the 5th rank is so intense! The leaderboard rankings keep changing!"

...

The images on the big screen switched again and again; the director was so busy that their keyboard was about to spark.

This was the battlefield for the majority of people.

From the 2nd rank to the 7th rank, it was a "meat grinder" with the most brutal competition and the biggest variables.

Everyone was fighting with their lives to rank up; those who won cheered with joy, and those who lost left in dejection.

However.

In sharp contrast to this fiery and bustling scene was Seed Pool No. 1, located at the very top of the pyramid.

The few exclusive screens for Seed Pool No. 1 in the very center of the hall, at the highest position, were currently… completely black.

It was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

There were currently only 20 people in Seed Pool No. 1.

They were recognized as the strongest combatants in the entire school, the predators standing at the top of the food chain.

To stand here, the minimum threshold was the early stage of the Fourth Order!