Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Lin Xiaoxiao opened the car door and got in, then rolled down the window.

She put her sunglasses back on, obscuring her eyes.

"What I give away, I never take back."

Consider it... a gift for calling me "sister".

See you at the exam hall tomorrow.

boom--

Step on the gas.

The SUV roared and quickly disappeared into the night.

Su Yu stood still.

Looking at the priceless jade bottle in his hand.

a long time.

He put the jade bottle in his pocket and turned to walk towards the old town.

The hardest thing to bear is the favor of a beautiful woman.

the next day.

Jiangcheng No.1 Martial Arts High School.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The playground was packed with people, and the atmosphere was ten times more enthusiastic than yesterday.

Because today, we'll see the results.

The weighted total score of the civil service and military subjects will directly determine who can enter the afternoon's practical assessment sequence.

Right in the center of the playground.

A holographic projection screen, as tall as a three-story building, was flashing a blinding blue light.

Everyone was looking up.

Hold your breath.

He stared intently at the screen.

"They're out!"

I don't know who shouted.

On the screen, data was refreshing rapidly, like a waterfall.

Finally, the image freezes.

The names in the first row were highlighted and enlarged in bold gold lettering.

[First Place: Su Yu.]

[Humanities score: 500 points (out of 100)]

[Martial Arts Score: 500 points (Qi and Blood 10.4, converted to full marks).]

Weighted total score: 1000 points.

boom!

The entire playground erupted in chaos!

"Two perfect scores?!"

"My God! Has Jiangcheng ever produced a top scorer with two perfect marks since it became a city?!"

"A perfect score in humanities is one thing, but a perfect score in martial arts too! Where did this monster Su Yu come from?!"

On the periphery of the crowd.

Class 3's homeroom teacher, Li Jianguo, stared intently at the name on the screen.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

It’s over.

It's completely over.

A genius who scored perfect marks in both subjects should have had the most brilliant record in his teaching career.

But for the sake of one million, he personally pushed this genius to the opposite side.

He could even imagine the fury the principal would unleash upon him after the college entrance exam.

The screen continues to scroll down.

Second place: Lin Xiaoxiao.

[Liberal Arts score: 496 points.]

[Martial Arts Score: 500 points (Qi and Blood 406.0, converted to full marks).]

Weighted total score: 990 points.

in the crowd.

Lin Xiaoxiao, wearing a baseball cap, looked at the rankings on the screen.

He pursed his lips.

"I still lost points on that last question about dissecting a mythical beast in the humanities section."

But when her gaze moved upwards...

When I saw that name firmly hanging over my head.

But the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

"You're pretty good."

The screen continued to scroll.

Third place.

Fourth place.

Up to the fifth line.

Fifth place: Zhao Ze.

[Liberal Arts score: 480 points.]

[Martial Arts Score: 500 points (Qi and Blood 10.3, converted to full marks).]

Weighted total score: 980 points.

Rest area.

Click!

The wine glass in Zhao Ze's hand was crushed to pieces by his force.

He stared intently at the very top of the holographic screen, at that name so glaring it almost drove him mad—

[First Place: Su Yu]!

He was trembling violently from extreme anger, jealousy, and humiliation.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Ze gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with frenzied bloodshot veins, and a beast-like growl escaped his throat.

"A nobody who barely has a shred of life force and survives on welfare! What right does he have to climb above me?!"

He couldn't accept it!

Three days ago, Su Yu's Qi and blood were only a pitiful 0.8!

But now, the big screen clearly displays—Qi and Blood 10.4! A perfect score in martial arts!

What made him even more jealous to the point of almost vomiting blood was Su Yu's perfect score of 500 in the liberal arts!

if!

If Su Yu had obediently signed that sales agreement three days ago!

Then that perfect score of 500 in the liberal arts subject belongs to Zhao Ze!

With his own 10.3 points of Qi and Blood, Zhao Ze will stand out from the crowd with a perfect score of 1000, becoming the undisputed number one in Jiangcheng! He will enjoy the cheers of 100,000 people in the audience!

Instead of being ranked fifth as it is now.

Looking up at that poor, wretched man whom he had once trampled underfoot and found filthy even to look at, who had stolen all the glory that should have belonged to him!

"Su Yu..."

Zhao Ze's facial muscles twitched, his expression completely distorted.

"Young master, please calm down."

The butler nervously handed over a towel.

"The total score is just a nominal number. A Qi and Blood score of 10.4 is negligible in actual combat! As long as you make it into the top ten, you'll be qualified to participate in the afternoon's arena battle."

"Once we get to the arena, that kid definitely won't be able to withstand your 'Rock-Shattering Palm'!"

Zhao Ze clenched his fists.

"That's right."

"Real combat."

"I will personally cripple him in front of the entire city of Jiangcheng!"

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiangcheng No.1 Martial Arts High School, Indoor Combat Hall.

The circular grandstand, which can hold 30,000 people, was packed to capacity.

All the powerful figures, martial arts school directors, and military representatives from Jiangcheng City were present.

In the center of the venue.

It is a huge alloy arena, fifty meters long and fifty meters wide.

Below the arena.

The top ten candidates, including Su Yu, Lin Xiaoxiao, and Zhao Ze, lined up in a row.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

Everyone knows that the upcoming battle will determine who gets the two special admission spots to Kyoto Martial Arts University.

Sudden.

The noisy venue fell silent without warning.

An indescribable sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire room.

The air seemed to become thick and sticky.

Breathing became difficult.

The ordinary people in the stands even felt an urge to kneel down.

Those formal martial artists with a blood energy value exceeding 100 were even paler, feeling their blood energy circulation becoming extremely sluggish.

Su Yu stood below the stage.

Following the gaze of the crowd.

On the highest stand of the combat training hall, a burly figure had appeared out of nowhere.

It did not release any energy or light.

There were no deliberately contrived actions.

He simply stood there, like an insurmountable, towering mountain.

President of Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association.

Lei Potian.

A supreme expert at the Grandmaster level!

A terrifying existence with a Qi and Blood value exceeding 100,000!

One person can control an entire city.

Lei Potian looked down at the arena from his high vantage point.

His gaze swept over the ten candidates below.

He paused for a moment on Lin Xiaoxiao and nodded slightly.

Then, his gaze swept over Su Yu.

There was no stopping.

"Jiangcheng Martial Arts College Entrance Examination: Practical Assessment."

Lei Potian's voice wasn't loud, but it was like muffled thunder, clearly exploding in everyone's ears.

There is only one rule.

"Indiscriminate fighting"

"Until one side falls, or voluntarily admits defeat."

"Life and death are irrelevant."

The last four words were uttered.

The temperature inside the venue seemed to drop to freezing point instantly.

Life and death are irrelevant.

This is the cruelty of martial arts.

Once you step into the ring, there are no more students or children, only warriors.

Of course, if a life-threatening situation arises, he, as the referee, will intervene immediately to stop it.

"The draw begins."

Lei Potian waved his hand.

The huge holographic screen above the arena immediately began scrolling the names of ten examinees frantically.

Everyone held their breath.

Ding.

The screen stopped scrolling.

The first matchup lineup has been finalized.

[Match 1: Su Yu vs. Zhao Ze.]

wow——

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

First place vs. fifth place!

A commoner genius versus a privileged young master!

Without any prelude, the fateful showdown kicked off right from the very first match!

Below the arena.

Zhao Ze looked at the name on the screen.

First stunned.

Then, a cruel, bloodthirsty laugh curled at the corner of his mouth.

He turned his head.

He stared intently at Su Yu from a distance of several meters.

He raised his right hand and slowly, forcefully, ran his thumb across his neck.

He made an extremely arrogant throat-slitting gesture.

And Su Yu.

His hands were still in his pockets.

He didn't even glance at Zhao Ze.

I simply started walking calmly.

Following the alloy steps.

Step by step.

He stepped onto the ring that would determine his fate.