215: Chapter 215 The First Place is Born

Lu Xingye gripped the hilt of his sword, his thumb gently stroking the scabbard, his eyes revealing a mutual appreciation unique to arch-rivals:

"Not bad, very good. If you were merely a mediocre talent who only knew how to play petty tricks, it would have only made this seat feel bored."

"Only an absolute tyrant who doesn't even hold the so-called geniuses in their eyes is worthy of receiving this seat's blade, which is capable of severing causality, at the world's end."

"Come, Jiang You..." Lu Xingye tilted his head slightly, his eyes becoming increasingly blurry and profound, his mouth still whispering incessantly.

"Let this sinking old world tremble beneath your feet! The gears of fate have begun to turn. Oh, Demon King of the Abyss, this seat will be here, quietly watching you..."

However.

In the eyes of those around him, this demeanor of a lonely powerhouse who thought he was incredibly cool and weathered by time was an entirely different picture.

Lu Xingye was seen alone, hugging his sword and leaning against the wall, staring at the big screen. One moment, he would curl his lips in a sneer like a 'crooked-mouth war god,' and the next, he would mutter with deep eyes, constantly popping out cringe-worthy words like "End," "Demon King," "Fate," and "Causality" that made people want to dig their toes into the floor.

Gou Fugui and Xiang Batian, standing next to him, exchanged a glance.

Without even a second of hesitation, the two moved three big steps to the left in perfect unison, their movements synchronized.

Not only them, but the other contestants from other classes who were originally shocked by Jiang You's strength, upon hearing the commotion and turning to see Lu Xingye's "worsening condition," also retreated quietly again and again, as if avoiding a plague.

In just a few seconds.

A visible "vacuum isolation zone" instantly formed within a three-meter radius around Lu Xingye.

"Fugui..."

Xiang Batian stood outside the safe distance, watching Lu Xingye who was still whispering passionately over there, rubbed his chin, and asked in a low voice with a serious expression:

"From the perspective of biomechanics and medicine, if a person's Brain is full of water, will it leak out of their mouth in the form of these weird words, just like Old Lu?"

Gou Fugui pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, shook his head with a worried and heavy expression:

"No, I don't think this is just a problem of water in the Brain anymore. This is clearly a spasm of the language center caused by necrosis of the nerve endings."

"Look at him, he was just crying and howling on the ground like a madman, and now he's suddenly starting to act profound. What does this indicate?"

Gou Fugui sighed: "It indicates that the condition has worsened and he is having severe hallucinations."

"Sigh, it's too tragic. Such a good young man, and he's gone silly at such a young age."

Xiang Batian pounded his chest muscles with heartbreak: "When Brother Jiang comes out later, we have to discuss it with him. We should pool some money and book an expert appointment at the Municipal Mental Health Center for Old Lu."

"We can't delay any longer. If we do, I'm afraid he'll carry his sword to chop at the school gate tomorrow, claiming it's the barrier sealing an otherworldly realm."

...

Inside the virtual battlefield.

Xie Fuyao lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth.

His Brain was blank, and his Dao heart shattered into millions of pieces of dregs that couldn't be put back together at this moment.

His Peak Fourth-Order Qi and blood that he was so proud of, his unrivaled SS-grade Weak Water, in front of Jiang You, who had suddenly become like a monster, were as ridiculous as a toddling infant!

"Why? Your Mid-Third-Order Qi and blood... how can you beat me into such a state?"

"You, what exactly are you..."

Xie Fuyao's voice trembled, and deep fear finally appeared in his eyes.

Facing Xie Fuyao's near-breakdown questioning, there wasn't even a shred of desire to answer on "Jiang You's" expressionless face.

Does a god need to explain its great power to an ant?

Obviously not.

But in fact, if a martial arts expert beyond the Fifth-Order were present at this moment, they would inevitably be stunned by "Jiang You's" body control ability just now!

This is the terrifying aspect of these old ruffians in the [Organ Chat Group]!

Ordinary martial artists, even Xie Fuyao at the Peak Fourth-Order, must balance their Qi and blood throughout their bodies during combat, integrating offense and defense.

Even when unleashing a Spirit Technique with full power, they can at most mobilize seventy or eighty percent of the power within their bodies to converge in one place.

But the organs are different.

Just in that instant, one hundred percent of Jiang You's pure golden Qi and blood was, within that 0.01 seconds, insanely drained of all defense, forcibly compressed and collapsed, and all converged onto a single point on his [Right Hand]!

Compressing the entire Qi and blood of a Mid-Third-Order martial artist to the size of a needle tip to explode!

This is like forcing the entire volume of a lake into an industrial-grade high-pressure water gun!

The extreme pressure sprayed out could easily cut through steel plates more than ten centimeters thick!

If any ordinary person dared to compress their Qi and blood to such an extreme, before even touching the enemy, their own arm would explode into a mist of blood on the spot because it couldn't withstand that terrifying pressure.

But in the hands of the organs, this extremely dangerous operation of dancing on the tip of a blade was merely the most basic micro-manipulation!

"Jiang You" slowly walked up to Xie Fuyao, his abyssal blue eyes looking down at him from a high position.

"You ask what I am?"

"Jiang You" slowly extended that right hand, which was glowing with blue halos and golden Qi and blood, and grabbed the top of Xie Fuyao's head firmly, as if picking up a helpless little chick.

"Boom!!!"

Inverse Blood Flow Technique, full power explosion!

A terrifying vortex of Qi and blood formed in "Jiang You's" palm.

Xie Fuyao discovered in horror that the massive Peak Fourth-Order spiritual power within his body was rushing into Jiang You's body through the top of his head like a floodgate opening!

"You... you are absorbing my spiritual power!" Xie Fuyao struggled desperately, only to find his whole body weak and sore, unable to muster even a shred of strength.

"Jiang You" closed his eyes, took a deep breath of this pure energy, and a sneer of extreme arrogance and Chuunibyou appeared on his face.

He leaned down and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"I heard you are the highest institution? I heard you are the number one here?"

"I was originally expecting some decent main course..."

"Jiang You" patted Xie Fuyao's terrified face, his tone full of heavy disappointment and contempt:

"As it turns out, your spiritual power is barely enough to serve as an appetizer for me."

"Go back and practice more, mortal."

"Remember, you don't need to know who I am."

"You only need to, look up."

As his voice fell, "Jiang You" shook his wrist violently!

"Bang!"

The last trace of spiritual power in Xie Fuyao's body was completely drained, and his whole body was smashed heavily onto the white jade platform like a puddle of mud.

A white light lit up.

[System Judgment: Red side Xie Fuyao, vital signs and spiritual power have reached zero!]

[Blue side Jiang You, victory!]

Accompanied by the emotionless electronic broadcast of the system, the entire Magic City Martial Arts University, whether it was the Virtual Combat Center, or the various dormitories and canteens...

At this moment, fell into a deathly, absolute silence that lasted for ten seconds.

The first qualifying spot was born!

It was born in a way that rubbed the school's number one into the ground, a method of extreme humiliation!