Take the initiative to step down and join the group fight against the people of West Martial.

Even the leaders on the leadership seat showed somewhat unpleasant expressions.

Du Jing's Book really went up.

Su Yue may have stolen his champion title, but he shouldn't be so devoid of principles, right?

Bai Xiaolong and Mu Cheng shook their heads.

This Du Jing's Book, actually went up.

"He just enrolled, hasn't formed any sense of belonging yet, but... it's too much."

Bai Xiaolong sighed.

...

"Brother Du, we all know that this college entrance exam champion title originally belonged to you."

A student from East Martial smiled.

He knew Du Jing's Book from before, thus they were familiar.

"If we want to catch up, let's do it after the battle."

Su Yue smiled faintly.

"Since everyone has already entered the stage, there's no need to care about rules.

"Defeat this person first then we'll talk."

A student from North Martial said with a stern face.

"You seven shouldn't celebrate too early, after defeating Su Yue, I will defeat you one by one.

"This year, West Martial only has nine qualifications to ascend Fuling Mountain."

Du Jing's Book wasn't completely clueless.

He also left a way out for himself in his heart.

Group assault to defeat Su Yue, then go one-by-one in a wheel battle to defeat this group.

This could prove that he was still stronger than Su Yue.

At the same time, West Martial's Moon Nether True Scripture wouldn't be lost.

Du Jing's Book felt his plan was meticulous, like a genius.

But everyone in West Martial felt this person was an idiot.

Fight!

Not a word was wasted.

Most of these people had only recently broken through the first grade.

Their most adept combat method was still the most efficient Gang Qi blade.

And the two second-grade students from East Martial and Warring States Military Academy, one used a sword, the other used dual blades.

The attacks of these two were clearly more fierce.

And Su Yue's countermeasure remained to be evasive.

Faced with the continuous bombardment from eight people, Su Yue couldn't possibly stay still.

When he performed the Little Lingbo Step, he was like a leaf in the storm, swaying with the wind.

The dense Gang Qi couldn't land a single cut.

Outside the arena.

Everyone was shocked.

This body technique, too ethereal, practically ghostly and unpredictable.

"In this grade, having trained Little Lingbo Step to such a level, he can already be called a genius."

Zhao Jiangtao couldn't help but voice his admiration.

Truly a fierce man with 30 Qi holes grand slam.

He's no doubt got some skills.

Heard that this kid also knows the skillful blade technique and dried step, the youth is formidable indeed.

"But that's no reason for him to be arrogant."

Xiang Jing Mountain shook his head.

Too arrogant.

"Su Yue's strategy is cunning, he conserves his Qi Blood to the fullest and uses Little Lingbo Step to drain the opponent.

"Although there are eight people on the other side, their offense and defense are disordered, they simply can't bring out the strength of group combat, and after Su Yue exhausts their Qi Blood, he can defeat them one by one.

"Actually, the pressure he's under isn't as large as we imagined, but if he wins this battle, it will definitely shake each Wuda.

"Smart kid."

Another vice-principal complimented.

"But it depends on whether he can dodge successfully, if there's any mishap, he'll end up being trampled on the ground.

"At that time, West Martial will be humiliated."

Xiang Jing Mountain said with ill humor.

Su Yue's situation is clearly walking on a tightrope beside a thousand-foot cliff.

Any mistake cannot be tolerated.

Mu Cheng clenched her fists, her palms full of sweat.

Though she's amazed by Su Yue's Little Lingbo Step, she understands in her heart.

Su Yue appears to be handling it smoothly, but if there's any oversight, he'll lose.

This fight has almost zero error tolerance.

"Oh no, Su Yue's going to lose."

Suddenly, Bai Xiaolong exclaimed.

...

The crowd went wild!

Du Jing's Book went up on stage but didn't join the others in attacking Su Yue.

Many people even began to overlook him.

Yet Du Jing's Book had been looking for an angle.

Su Yue's body was drifting lightly, he was calculating Su Yue's landing spot.

After observing for a while, Du Jing's Book finally found a flaw.

Su Yue had just dodged three saber arcs and then consecutively evaded a second-grade sword strike.

It was dangerously close.

Even his peaked cap almost got knocked off.

At this moment, Du Jing's Book moved like lightning.

He didn't use a blade or a sword.

Instead, he used a long whip.

Snap!

The whip cracked in the air with a sonic boom, and then like a crafty snake, directly entangled Su Yue.

Du Jing's Book's pupils emitted a cold glint.

This is the whip technique he diligently practiced during the summer.

If it were one-on-one, with Su Yue's body technique, he couldn't possibly succeed.

Luckily, he was smart enough to choose a group fight.

The seven people's pressure blocked most of Su Yue's evasive paths.

"Su Yue, my whip will only tighten more and more, I will strangle you to death."

Du Jing's Book revealed a confident smile.

At this time, Su Yue was wrapped layer upon layer by the whip on his upper body, bound tightly.

Du Jing's Book's long whip was really too long.

The other seven's Qi Blood was almost exhausted, they could finally catch their breath and swallow a Qi Blood Pill.

Su Yue was too strong.

Don't even mention a one-on-one showdown, just his dodging alone could tire anyone out.

Su Yue didn't move a muscle.

The audience was stunned.

Even Zhao Jiangtao frowned.

This kid from the Du Family doesn't seem to be a pushover.

He's willing to risk everything in a group fight just to truly defeat Su Yue.

Otherwise, he'd have no chance.

This whip technique, striking unexpectedly, is quite good.

"He's screwed up."

Xiang Jing Mountain cursed furiously.

You're now trapped in this predicament, unable to escape smoothly, so what else can you do?

Zhou Yuncan stood up.

Is Su Yue really going to lose?

Gong Ling looked at Su Yue's expression. Something's not right. He's about to lose, but why doesn't he appear disappointed? He's still so confident.

"Sigh, even Su Yue loses sometimes, unexpected."

Liao Ji sighed in admiration.

"He won't lose.

"That whip is useless against Su Yue, he knows the Turtle Shell Technique, we trained it together back then."

Liao Ping shook his head.

What a joke.

A whip could easily break with a little force.

Not to mention Su Yue, even he couldn't be affected by it.

You're counting on a blunt weapon to deal with a defense-type martial artist?

This fellow really isn't thinking straight.

This is West Martial.

Technically, it's the home ground for defense types.

...

Bang!

Bang, bang!

Indeed, just as Liao Ping finished speaking, everyone finally saw clearly.

Originally, below the whip, there were actually seven or eight small shields emitting a faint blue glow.

"It's the Turtle Shell Technique."

The martial artist from the Warring States Military Academy planned to sneak attack Su Yue, but after seeing the turtle shells under the whip, he exclaimed.

Then, he sighed again.

This strike, Su Yue tilted his head and easily dodged it.

It's obvious he wasn't hurt at all.

And the long whip wrapped around Su Yue by Du Jing's Book was directly propped open by the turtle shells.

The long whip was propped open, and the audience was shocked, silent.

No one expected Su Yue had also practiced the Turtle Shell Technique, here at West Martial, where many defense-type seniors studied.

They were also stunned by Su Yue's formidable abilities.

"Everyone's performance is almost over.

"Let's end this."

At this moment, Su Yue sighed.

With a flash, a first-grade martial artist's knife was directly snatched by Su Yue.

Su Yue then dashed to the far corner of the arena, finding an angle.

Phoenix Feather Frenzy Blade.

The blade was drawn upwards, then instantly transformed into seven blades mid-air.

Like a phoenix spreading its wings.

Sharp.

Arrogant.

Hysterical.

The seven students had no chance to dodge, instead were struck directly on the chest by the seven blades.

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang!

The group, already exhausted, couldn't possibly resist even though the long blade was not sharpened.

The seven were almost simultaneously knocked off the stage.

Finally, Su Yue calmly walked over to Du Jing's Book.

"Our feud ends now. From today on, I hope you won't provoke me again."

Smack.

Su Yue slapped Du Jing's Book, sending him flying.

Bang!

Du Jing's Book lay on the ground, half of his face swollen, painfully burning.

He was angry, aggrieved, and frustrated.

You keep bullying me.

You hit me.

You extort me.

You slap me.

You even say our quarrel is over.

Who's the real bully here?

Su Yue, I will never live under the same sky as you.

Never share the same sky.

"We've lost."

The other students from Wuda also got up.

Lost.

Though outnumbering, beaten down with one move.

Lost utterly, lost completely.

For Su Yue, it was simply a crushing victory.

"If you ever want to spar again, feel free to come to West Martial to find me."

Su Yue threw down the Bladeless Knife.

With an indifferent expression, like a Grandmaster.

The entire field was silent, with the sound of falling needles, as people remained in a daze.

One blade.

Slashed out seven Gang Qi.

A miracle?

How did he achieve that?

Wang Lu Feng slammed his fist onto his thigh.

"I knew this old punk would seize the chance to show off.

"At the freshman meet, cutting down seven heroes with one blade—he'll brag about it for four years."

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