When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 69 Everyone Has a Unique Skill
On the ring, the preparation time was almost over.

Luo Shui, appearing in her beast-eared girl form, asked with a playful smile, "Jiang Xun, do you like Fu Rui?"

By now, it's almost certain that the mysterious person who was distributing resources everywhere was Luo Shui. Although her attire is different from the beast-eared girl that Jiang Xun showed off before, their clothing styles are similar, indicating that she had prepared intelligence in advance.

It can only be said that this youth cup truly lives up to its reputation as a competition that brings together teenagers from all over the Federation. It is a gathering of talents, each with their own unique skills, guaranteed to broaden the horizons of the audience.

Jiang Xun still had half-closed eyes, looking like he hadn't slept enough, and didn't answer a word, as if he were lost in thought.

At this point, the preparation time ends.

"Does it look good?"

Luo Shui, who was laughing and joking, suddenly flashed and drew his long sword.

A dragon soars through the clouds!

One moment he was laughing and joking, the next he struck with deadly precision, his sword flashing horizontally, aiming straight for Jiang Xun's neck.

However, at that very moment, Jiang Xun's eyes, which had been half-closed, suddenly opened wide, as if they were bursting with a sharp light.

His face changed in a fit of rage, his eyebrows and eyes slightly raised, revealing a dragon-like appearance.

He raised his arm to block, deflecting the sharp sword light in the blink of an eye. His sleeve tore into shreds, and the unsharpened longsword unleashed its power, but it failed to penetrate Jiang Xun's arm.

His forearms bulged with muscle knots, sharp and angular, like dragon scales. When his deadly sword strike landed on his arm, it was like cutting through metal; the blade scraped against the metal, producing a piercing sound.

"External training in dragon form, inviting the dragon into the body, tsk tsk, this young man is fierce. If he hadn't been forced to reveal his dragon nature, he would definitely have given you a big surprise when we fought."

The old headmaster shook his head and clicked his tongue in the stands. "He could even block a powerful move like the sword-drawing technique with his arm. This match is already decided. Dragons may be natural, but they are also proud and won't willingly take a beating because of beauty. That's not a dragon, it's a tortoise."

The one who was so captivated by beauty that he knelt down was the turtle man, while the true dragon, although also lustful, was more inclined towards the type of forceful sexual assault.

Bai Ze immediately understood what the old principal meant.

On the arena, seeing her sword strike so easily blocked, Luo Shui couldn't help but let out a strange cry, "No way?"

It's one thing for that fake look to vanish suddenly, but to be completely unharmed after blocking a sword with his arm is truly an exaggeration.

As she spoke, she moved with the grace of plum blossoms, her feet treading the mysterious footwork, her sword moving with her, its shadows flashing everywhere.

"Look at the sword! Look at the sword! Look at the sword! Look at the sword!"

Seeing that her deadly sword-drawing technique was ineffective, Luo Shui immediately changed her offensive strategy, displaying extremely fast sword speed and unpredictable movement.

Previously, Slut player Park Sang-yi was overwhelmed by Luo Shui's continuous attacks and was defeated before she could even make a real move.

However, Luoshui is now facing Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun steadied himself with a two-character clamping sheep stance, his palms flying, parrying and deflecting all the sword shadows.

When the palm strike reaches its peak, the arms suddenly move, half fist and half palm, the palm forming a circular force, catching the sword shadow, and the fist striking the sword with a straight force.

"when--"

Like being struck by a sledgehammer, the longsword was punched inward, bent, and then, with another jolt, flew out of Luo Shui's hand.

Seeing the situation, Jiang Xun threw a punch, the force of which arrived before the fist, and the strong wind caused the beast ears on Luo Shui's head to fly away.

Luo Shui quickly dodged and moved away, only to see Jiang Xun suddenly rise up, unleashing an invisible aura like a raging flood.

'Oh no, I'm not a kemonomimi (animal-eared girl) anymore.'

Luo Shui's heart skipped a beat.

If you fight so fiercely against beast-eared girls, wouldn't you have to go all out against non-beast-eared girls?
The key point is that this bastard's fist looks like it's aimed at his face, even though he doesn't hit Bai Ze, that Sigma man, in the face.

"We surrender! We surrender!"

At that moment, Luo Shui shouted from the bottom of his heart, and the strong wind that was coming towards him stopped abruptly.

But the referee had somehow appeared beside him and grabbed Jiang Xun's wrist. At that moment, the punch was only ten centimeters away from Luo Shui's face.

"Jiang Xun wins," the referee announced. A burst of laughter immediately erupted from the crowd.

"call--"

Luo Shui leaped back, patting his chest as if still shaken, while shouting to the crowd in the stands, "What are you laughing at? If I hadn't made a move to expose his true strength, you'd all be in big trouble. If any of you win the championship, I, Luo Shui, will take half the credit."

As she spoke, she scurried off the stage, returned to her original seat, and picked up her phone to start playing.

[Sister, mission accomplished. Jiang Xun has revealed his divine martial arts skills.]

A message was sent on the phone.

Then I received a reply very quickly.

Well done.

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The events at the Budokan can not only be watched live, but will also be streamed live on StarNet and other regular networks.

Therefore, a boy who had just woken up in the medical room of the North Campus of Wuhan University also saw the result of this match.

"waste!"

Qu Mingfeng excitedly punched the person next to him. His excited breathing caused a sharp pain in his chest, but he still gritted his teeth and stared at the projection screen in front of him, continuing to punch.

"This Jiang Xun is utterly useless. He was actually tricked by such a petty trick and exposed his true colors. Useless! Cough cough cough."

Overwhelmed with anger, Qu Mingfeng couldn't help but cough repeatedly, blood staining the corner of his mouth.

"Young man, you have a fractured sternum and internal bleeding. You'd better control your emotions to avoid aggravating your injuries."

Seeing this, the doctor in the infirmary frowned and offered some advice.

"Get out!" Qu Mingfeng shouted coldly.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked in from outside the medical room, nodded slightly to the doctor, and silently gestured for him to leave. Then he came to Qu Mingfeng's side, placed his hand on his shoulder, and sent a gentle stream of true energy into his body to help him calm his mind and stabilize his injuries.

"Young master, it's just a small matter. Don't get angry. Your health is the most important thing," the middle-aged man said gently.

"A small matter... how could it possibly be a small matter!"

Qu Mingfeng was still furious, his handsome face contorted with rage. "That bastard! That commoner, he might win the championship! Uncle Li, didn't you see? He's the one Mu Yaoguang chose, he can use the Soaring Cloud Dragon skill! He even humiliated me! How dare he humiliate me!"

At this point, Qu Mingfeng had completely lost his previous restraint and composure, and his speech became somewhat incoherent.

Even though his words were somewhat incoherent, his intense anger and hatred were still clearly expressed.

"It's alright, young master, it's alright," Uncle Li continued to channel his inner energy while comforting him. "Mu Yaoguang has been gone for five years since she graduated. Her influence at Yujing Martial Arts University is not what it used to be. Bai Ze is no match for Mu Yaoguang, nor can he inherit the legacy she left behind. Don't forget, there's still the young master of the Yun family in Yujing."

"That lowly commoner, what makes him think he can become the second Mu Yaoguang!" Qu Mingfeng said through gritted teeth.

Whenever Qu Mingfeng thought of the words, "I have no family background, and you have no talent," he felt as if a fire was burning in his heart.

Compared to Mu Yaoguang's comeback, Qu Mingfeng now hates Bai Ze more and is even less willing to let Bai Ze gain power.

The higher Bai Ze climbed, the more humiliated Qu Mingfeng became, being trampled under his feet.

The words Bai Ze left behind today may just be a declaration of victory, but they could become a legendary tale of genius in the future.

Qu Mingfeng was the clown and a stepping stone in this anecdote.

"Uncle Li, we can't let Bai Ze win the championship," Qu Mingfeng said, grabbing the middle-aged man.

Uncle Li shook his head inwardly as he looked at Qu Mingfeng's expression.

The once-prodigy was now completely enraged and lost all composure; he was almost possessed. He was only thinking about dealing with Bai Ze and had completely ignored Mu Yaoguang.

“He has powerful backers, so it’s not easy to use underhanded tactics against him. However, it’s relatively easy to prevent him from winning the championship,” Uncle Li said.

(End of this chapter)