214: Chapter 214 An Unbeatable Opponent

"Whoa!!!"

After a brief moment of deathly silence, the viewing hall outside erupted into exclamations loud enough to blow the roof off.

"Holy crap!! What just happened?"

"What kind of god-tier move was that? How did he do it?"

"Chief Xie got kicked in the face? That's impossible! Isn't his Weak Water defense omnidirectional? And Chief Xie is at Peak Fourth-Order..."

In the lounge, even the members of Class F had their eyes wide open, staring like they were looking at a monster at the Jiang You on the screen, whose aura had completely changed.

"Jiang... Brother Jiang, he..."

Gou Fugui stared in shock, "Why does it feel like he's suddenly a different person? This vibe... it's practically overflowing off the screen!"

Inside the virtual battlefield.

"Cough, cough..." Xie Fuyao steadied himself in mid-air with great difficulty, landed on the ground, and covered his bleeding nose, his eyes filled with shock, anger, and disbelief.

"You... what on earth did you do?"

He clearly sensed that Jiang You's strength hadn't increased; he was still at Third-Order Mid-Stage.

Yet, in that instant just now, every one of Jiang You's movements seemed to step on some rule node of this world, making him feel like a clumsy clown despite possessing the power of a Peak Fourth-Order, restricted at every turn!

"What did I do?"

"Jiang You" slowly twisted his neck, causing his bones to "crack" and pop.

His abyss-like blue eyes stared coldly at Xie Fuyao, and a mocking sneer curled the corner of his mouth:

"Just teaching you that power isn't something you swing around like a brute the way you do."

"Come on, Senior Aquatics."

"Jiang You" extended a finger toward Xie Fuyao and beckoned with extreme arrogance.

"However you were suppressing me just now, now..."

"I'm going to return it to you, bit by bit, with interest."

"Arrogant!!!"

Xie Fuyao was completely enraged.

As the dignified Senior Chief of Class A and a top genius at Peak Fourth-Order, he was actually having a Third-Order Mid-Stage freshman point at his nose and say he would "teach him what power is"?

This wasn't just a slap in the face; this was throwing his self-esteem onto the ground and grinding it into the dirt with the soles of his shoes!

"Boom!"

The Peak Fourth-Order blood energy within Xie Fuyao erupted like a tsunami, and the black Weak Water, which had originally become somewhat scattered, boiled again under his frantic urging.

"Die for me!! Weak Water, Ten Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart!"

*Whoosh!*

The black water filling the sky transformed into tens of thousands of black spears, each containing terrifying gravity capable of piercing the defense of a Third-Order martial artist, pouring down toward Jiang You like a violent storm, covering everything!

This was a total coverage attack that left no blind spots; it was simply unavoidable!

However.

Facing the black water spears falling like a rainstorm, "Jiang You" not only didn't retreat, but instead arrogantly stuffed his hands back into the pockets of his spongebob pajamas.

He lifted his chin slightly, a gleam flashing in his deep blue eyes.

*Swish!*

"Jiang You" moved.

His figure, in an extremely bizarre manner that completely defied Newton's First Law, went for a... stroll amidst the dense black spears.

Tilting left by half an inch, a water spear grazed past the tip of his nose.

Leaning right by a finger's width, another water spear missed, grazing his hem.

Turning, ducking, leaning back.

Every movement was precise to the millimeter!

There wasn't a single unnecessary movement, nor was even a shred of stamina wasted.

Under the horrified gazes of tens of thousands of people outside, "Jiang You" was like a fallen leaf drifting through a rainstorm; the thousands of water spears couldn't even touch a single hair on his body!

"This... how is this possible?"

"What kind of footwork is this?"

Watching Jiang You walk toward him as if taking a leisurely stroll, Xie Fuyao's eyes were almost popping out of their sockets.

"There were absolutely no blind spots! How could you dodge them all?"

"Jiang You" stopped, and on that face, illuminated by the Eye of Tianshu to look like a deity, appeared a sneer of extreme coldness.

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a sense of etherealness and arrogance that seemed to come from ancient times:

"Do not attempt to use your mortal vision to fathom the trajectory of a god."

"In my eyes, your attacks are even cruder than the scribbles of a three-year-old child."

"Cut the crap and stop playing god!!!"

Xie Fuyao completely broke down. With long-range attacks ineffective, he dispersed the water spears filling the sky, condensed the Weak Water onto his arms again, turning them into two huge black war hammers, and charged at Jiang You with a roar, preparing for the most brutal close-quarters combat!

"Let's see how you dodge in close combat!"

Xie Fuyao's black heavy fists, weighing several tons, carried a shrill sonic boom as they smashed fiercely toward "Jiang You's" face.

"Jiang You" finally pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

He didn't choose to meet force with force.

The moment Xie Fuyao's heavy fist was about to touch him, "Jiang You's" wrist flipped at an extremely bizarre angle, like a spirit snake emerging from its hole, and landed with pinpoint precision on the side of Xie Fuyao's wrist.

"Hum—"

A faint blue light flashed in his eyes.

"Jiang You's" five fingers hooked gently, pressing onto a highly concealed spiritual power node and tendon intersection on Xie Fuyao's forearm.

"Snap!"

"Ah!!!"

Xie Fuyao let out a shrill scream.

He only felt a piercing, excruciating pain—insidiously potent and capable of ignoring his Weak Water defense—instantly spread throughout his entire body from his wrist.

His arm, which had gathered the power of a Peak Fourth-Order, instantly dislocated under "Jiang You's" gentle pinch and hung down powerlessly!

"Your strength is indeed great."

"Jiang You's" eyes were cold as he backhanded a crisp, loud slap, smashing it fiercely against Xie Fuyao's handsome face.

"Slap!"

Xie Fuyao spun three and a half times in the air, crashed heavily to the ground, and half his face instantly swelled up like a pig's head.

"But your control over power..."

"Jiang You" shook his hand and spat out four words in a tone of extreme disdain:

"You know nothing."

"Holy crap!!!"

In the lounge outside, Gou Fugui was so excited he jumped straight onto the coffee table, "A slap in the face? Brother Jiang actually slapped the school's number one in a match point game!"

Xiang Batian gasped, touching his own face, "Too brutal! Although that slap didn't use much blood energy and didn't do much damage, it was extremely insulting!"

Meanwhile, in the corner, Lu Xingye didn't shout and holler like the others.

He quietly held his long blade, leaning straight against the wall, the one eye visible looking so deep it seemed capable of seeing through the eternal stars.

He didn't roar, nor did he go crazy with excitement like before; instead, a faint, relieved yet somewhat fanatical sneer curled his lips.

"Heh... so that's how it is."

Lu Xingye slowly stood up straight, whispering solemnly in a tone that seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life and seen through the long river of fate:

"Tearing off that layer of disguise called laziness, is this the real you, Jiang You."

"Cruel, precise, playing with all rules in the palm of your hand, arrogant to the bone..."