172: Chapter 172 Jiang You! You just wait!

At this moment, Jiang You felt the entire world had changed.

The previous sense of stagnation, where "the mind understood but the hands couldn't keep up," had completely vanished.

In its place was an unprecedented clarity!

It was as if every cell in his body was cheering, responding to his command!

Jiang You slowly straightened his body, looking at Class Monitor Zhao Feilong, who was cradling his severed arm and wailing in front of him, his eyes as cold as a god.

"Now..." Jiang You raised his hands, which were radiating a blue light, and gently clenched his fists: "It's my turn."

"No! Impossible! You're cheating!!" Class Monitor Zhao Feilong completely broke down; he couldn't accept this reality.

He still had his left hand! He still had his Legs!

"I'm going to kill you!!" Class Monitor Zhao Feilong roared, his remaining left fist striking out at Jiang You again with desperate ferocity.

But this time, in Jiang You's eyes, Class Monitor Zhao Feilong's movements were so slow they were practically a still image.

"Too slow." Jiang You simply shifted his body slightly, his movements fluid and natural, full of a master's poise.

Immediately following that, "Bang!" Jiang You's fist, wreathed in blue light, slammed violently into the thick Rock Armor on Class Monitor Zhao Feilong's chest.

This time, there was no metallic clanging sound. Only a crisp— "Crack."

That A-rank [Rock Armor], touted as invincible among its peers and difficult even for a mid-stage Tier 3 to break, was covered in spiderweb-like cracks the moment it touched the blue light, just like a brittle biscuit.

Then... "Crash!" The Rock Armor shattered, sending stone fragments flying everywhere!

Jiang You's fist punched through without any resistance, and the terrifying force exploded inside Class Monitor Zhao Feilong's body!

"Pfft—" Class Monitor Zhao Feilong's eyes bulged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. But this was only the beginning.

"This punch is to pay you back for that kick earlier!" Bang! Class Monitor Zhao Feilong was knocked into the air.

"This punch is for your foul mouth!" Bang! Class Monitor Zhao Feilong was hit with a combo in mid-air.

"This punch..." Jiang You leaped high into the air, his right fist glowing brightly with blue light, and smashed down hard at the falling Class Monitor Zhao Feilong: "Is to tell you... Don't mess with honest people!!"

"Boom!!!" Class Monitor Zhao Feilong was forcefully smashed into the alloy arena, creating a human-shaped crater half a meter deep.

He didn't know how many bones in his body had broken, and that Rock Armor he was so proud of had shattered into a pile of debris.

A white light shone. The system declared Class Monitor Zhao Feilong's health points had reached zero!

Jiang You landed, the blue light on his body slowly fading. He panted heavily, looking at the empty crater, feeling refreshed and clear-headed.

He slowly turned around to face the camera, not putting on airs this time, but instead revealing a sincere and bright smile: "Whew... Finally won a tough fight. This feeling... is damn satisfying!"

As the light within the virtual battlefield dissipated, the combat pod door in the real world slowly opened. "Hiss—"

Accompanied by the sound of hydraulic pressure releasing, Class Monitor Zhao Feilong crawled out of the pod with a pale face and cold sweat covering his forehead.

The moment of death just now had felt too real, so much so that as soon as he landed, his Legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

He subconsciously looked at his right arm; it was intact, it hadn't disappeared. "Whew... It's still there, my hand is still there..."

The immense sense of relief at having regained what he thought he'd lost made him tremble as he stroked his own arm, as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.

But before he could even catch his breath, the gazes from those around him, feeling like thorns on his back, made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. In the staging area, countless eyes were staring at him.

There was mockery, pity, and even more of a disdainful attitude of "so this guy is nothing special."

"Tsk tsk, so this is the Class Monitor of Class A? Getting hammered into the ground by someone from Class F?"

"How miserable. I felt the pain of that last punch for him; he was smashed straight into the ground, unable to even be pried out."

"Of all people to lose to, he lost to Jiang You? Now he's dropped to the fifth rank, and I doubt he'll even make the top five hundred."

Listening to these whispers, Class Monitor Zhao Feilong's face turned the color of pig liver. He suddenly looked up, staring fixedly at Jiang You's pod not far away, which had just opened its door but hadn't been exited yet.

His eyes were filled with malice and unwillingness, yet mixed with a sliver of fear that he didn't even want to admit to himself. That freak... That strange blue light... What on earth was it? Is this the terror of an SSS-rank talent?

"Jiang You! You just wait!" Class Monitor Zhao Feilong gritted his teeth, making a vicious threat in his heart, but he didn't dare to stay for another moment.

He wrapped his training uniform tightly around himself, like a defeated rooster, and amidst the strange looks and pointing fingers of the crowd, he slunk into the crowd and fled in embarrassment from this place of heartbreak where he had lost all face.

Class Monitor Zhao Feilong's defeat was just the beginning. Although the contestants here were all old hands at Tier 3 martial arts, in front of Jiang You, who had initially mastered the Tianshu Eye, their defenses were as flimsy as paper.

Whether it was a genius from the sophomore year or a veteran from the junior year, under Jiang You's blue-glowing fists, all were equal.

"Click." Jiang You climbed out of the pod feeling refreshed and stretched his body in a big yawn. "Satisfying!"

"This is what fighting is all about! That feeling of fist-to-flesh contact is much more interesting than hitting red dots!"

Jiang You looked down at his palms; although the blue light had faded, he could still feel the lingering resonance of that mastered power.

"It can see through things to find weaknesses, and it can enchant for critical hits..." The corners of Jiang You's mouth curled up wildly, his eyes flashing with excitement: "How is this a Supernatural Ability? This is basically a physical cheat code!"

"Bai Lan! Let's go!" Jiang You called out to Bai Lan, who was counting sunflower seed shells nearby: "Big brother will take you to a higher place to eat something good!"

Just as Jiang You was about to take Bai Lan and leave this rest area to head to the next match, a complex gaze made him stop.

Not far away, Lin Ya, dressed in white, was standing there in a daze. She had witnessed the entire battle just now.

From Class Monitor Zhao Feilong's arrogant provocation, to him using his trump card called a Forbidden Technique, and finally... being forcefully smashed into the ground by that punch from Jiang You that was like that of a god. That scene was branded into her mind.

At this moment, the arrogance and coldness of the past were gone from Lin Ya's eyes, replaced by a deep shock, and... a hint of unspeakable regret and confusion.

Is this the "good-for-nothing" ex-boyfriend who she once despised for having low blood energy and only knowing how to sleep? Is that figure, who could crush the Class Monitor of Class A like a child, really the same Jiang You from before?

"Jiang You..." Lin Ya's lips moved, and she subconsciously called out.

Jiang You paused slightly and turned his head. He looked at Lin Ya, his eyes as calm as if he were looking at a passerby. There was no mockery, no resentment, not even a trace of unnecessary emotional fluctuation.

"Oh, it's you." Jiang You just nodded indifferently, as if greeting an acquaintance he wasn't close with: "Class Monitor Zhao Feilong should have dropped to the fifth rank; if you're looking for him, go out the door, turn left, and go downstairs."

"He has nothing to do with me..." However, before she could subconsciously explain clearly, Jiang You didn't stop for a second, hands in his pockets, and walked straight past Lin Ya with Bai Lan.

The wind blew gently. Lin Ya froze in place, watching that figure walking further and further away, a huge sense of emptiness suddenly welling up in her heart.

She suddenly realized that some people and some things, once missed, can never be returned to. The future Jiang You would likely be an existence she could only look up to.