Trash?

Su Yue's words were truly a bombshell.

Students from all over, from different Martial Arts Academies, were directly outraged.

Yes, you were a high school champion, but who gave you the guts, who let you be so arrogant?

These eight people are the strongest newcomers chosen from the Divine Land's most powerful Martial Arts Academy.

And yet, in your mouth, they became trash.

Arrogant!

Simply arrogant.

Instantly, the students in the observation zone were righteously indignant, cursing.

Wang Lu Feng glared with eyes as big as copper bells.

Su Yue was powerful, Wang Lu Feng wouldn't deny it.

Su Yue was shameless, Wang Lu Feng would agree a thousand times.

But when did he become so brainless?

Aren't you supposed to say these things behind someone's back?

Blowing your own trumpet is one thing, but what kind of situation is this?

This is the West Martial's newcomer meeting, with so many people present. Saying it in public, aren't you afraid of getting your legs broken?

Liao Ping and Liao Ji looked at each other.

"Brother, I think in this lifetime, you're unlikely to catch up with Su Yue's pace. Just look at this scale, this audacity, you can't match it."

Liao Ping shook his head.

He didn't mean to look down on Liao Ji.

The gap is too wide.

"I admit, when it comes to seeking death, when it comes to brainlessness, I can't catch up to Su Yue.

"But I still wish him well, hoping he can safely graduate."

Liao Ji wondered.

How did such a peculiar character manage to live so long?

Purely by miracle?

Zhou Yuncan was surrounded by the yelling Nanwu students, bowing his head.

This… is disgraceful.

What if he got beaten up by the eight people? How would you live after that?

Gong Ling silently prayed for Su Yue: hope the ambulance would come quickly.

Bai Xiaolong stiffly looked at Mu Cheng.

This is the newcomer you hold in the highest regard?

This is the hope for the future of West Martial?

The ability isn't apparent for now; the head certainly seems a bit off.

Mu Cheng was so annoyed that his teeth hurt.

Why hadn't he seen earlier that this person was somewhat mentally deficient?

"Principal, this..."

Xiang Jing Mountain was already going mad.

As the vice-principal in charge of student affairs, he had just returned to his senses from Su Yue's disappearance incident.

But who'd have known, this fellow might as well have stayed missing.

Completely embarrassing West Martial.

In all its history, no one ever dared to belittle the enemy like this, to underestimate the stage.

Other school leaders also kept a straight face, unsure of what to say.

Stopping Su Yue now would make West Martial seem petty.

But not stopping him, this guy is just here to make a fool of himself.

If you lose in a battle of attrition, there's no shame in that.

But to challenge eight, and add the strongest of West Martial, Du Jing's Book?

This is pure attention seeking.

"Haha, young people, it's good to be a little arrogant.

"If they don't go wild once, they can't be called young."

Zhao Jiangtao was instead laughing happily.

No wonder he's Su Qingfeng's son.

Not to mention anything else, in terms of arrogance, he's definitely surpassed his teacher.

Moreover, Zhao Jiangtao had a faint feeling... Su Yue might win.

Although it's somewhat absurd, he just had this instinct.

Perhaps, it's because he had created a grand slam in Qi Blood, right?

...

"Trash?

"Su Yue, though you are a high school champion, this is going too far.

"I came all the way from Nanwu to sincerely exchange martial arts with you, you disregard me, and even go so far as to call me trash."

Brother Nanwu was almost bursting with anger.

This was outright contempt.

You can defeat me.

But you can't humiliate me.

Calling me trash.

That's too much.

Your Nanwu is not necessarily weaker than your West Martial.

"Brother, you came all the way to West Martial to snatch my Moon Nether True Scripture, not to exchange martial arts.

"You're spouting high-sounding principles just like the prestigious sect Yue Buqun.

"Trash, I called you that. Are you not angry? Hurry up... everyone come at once, let's finish this quickly."

Su Yue shook his head.

Trying to stand on the high moral ground and attack me?

Even if you were a reincarnated keyboard warrior, I wouldn't fear you.

"No need for a crowd battle; I can defeat you alone.

"High school champion, I'll make you understand today the cost of arrogance."

Brother Nanwu was unwilling to lose face.

He stomped his foot fiercely on the ground, his body surged towards Su Yue like a ferocious wolf under the fury's surge.

Meanwhile, a layer of Gang Qi had already appeared on the Bladeless Knife in his palm.

Gang Qi Knife.

Slash!

The air howled, the blade emerged, a smooth arc broke through the air.

Target, Su Yue's face.

If he dared move even a little slower, surely he'd be swept away by the blade.

"Good!"

"Kill this idiot."

"Let him be arrogant again."

The audience erupted with deafening cheers, external school students fervently rallying for Brother Nanwu.

West Martial's students wanted to cheer for Su Yue too.

But they couldn't find a reason.

Su Yue's unconventional moves when he took the stage left everyone too embarrassed to shout.

"My Gang Qi Knife once cut down a first-class villain, you can't escape."

Under the cheering, Brother Nanwu's Qi Blood surged.

He suddenly burst out with an unprecedented ferocious speed.

The first cut forced Su Yue to dodge.

The second cut sealed his retreat route.

The third cut let him know who was boss.

"This kind of technique, the pattern is too obvious."

Su Yue stood where he was, looking melancholic.

At this level, to enter the fighting arena, you'd only reach a B7 rank at most.

A first-class Martial Artist's Qi Blood was barely above 80 cards.

Bear in mind, such competitors, Su Yue had already defeated over a hundred when he was at 30 cards.

Presently.

Su Yue was already at 99 cards.

He really didn't want to bully anyone.

But…

The knife arc fell.

Su Yue's body lightly flashed.

Meanwhile, the knife arc dropped close to Su Yue's face.

Brother Nanwu was startled.

He never imagined that Su Yue not only didn't flee, but merely turned slightly to avoid the knife arc, with his hands behind his back.

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