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

Their gaze remained fixed on the high platform.

"It's already quite good that you managed to last until the third move."

"At least, you're stronger than that previous late-stage True Form cultivator."

Just then.

On the high platform.

Qin Lengyue's gaze was like two cold, sharp swords, piercing straight through the crowd.

They locked onto Su Yu tightly.

"Next."

Qin Lengyue did not have the steward call out the roll.

Instead, he spoke up himself.

The voice conveyed an undisguised hostility and oppression.

Class B.

"Su Yu".

Swish.

All eyes in the room once again focused on Su Yu.

Everyone saw it.

This cold-faced general seemed to have a very special "care" for this commander named Su Yu.

Su Yu stood still.

A simple white robe fluttered gently in the wind.

He looked at Qin Lengyue on the high platform.

He sighed softly to himself.

"Two hundred source stones, enough to buy the right to get beaten up."

"This deal was a real loss."

But he did not hesitate.

Take the first step.

Slowly, step by step, I walked up to the high platform.

He stood opposite Qin Lengyue.

Qin Lengyue looked at Su Yu.

A chilling, extremely dangerous smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Su Yu, right?"

She slowly suppressed her aura to the mid-stage of the True Formation realm.

The dark gold armor emitted a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

"I will let you know."

"What is real combat?"

"Play your trump card."

"Show it to me!"

........

on the square.

A cold wind swirled up a few fallen leaves.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

All eyes were focused on the young man in a plain robe who walked slowly toward the platform.

offstage.

The murmurs were like boiling water; though the volume was lowered, they were still deafening.

"Who's this kid?"

"He looks unfamiliar. He seems to be the new commander of the Seventh Defense Zone Scout Battalion, named Su Yu."

"A scout battalion? Those from that place, how capable could they possibly be?"

"What bad luck, to be personally called out by General Qin."

"How many moves do you think he can last?"

"I'll bet four moves."

"Four moves? That's a joke." A burly deputy commander sneered, sizing up Su Yu's seemingly frail physique. "Look at him, so weak and thin, he doesn't even have a decent amount of muscle. I'll bet two moves, and a Primordial Origin Stone!"

"I'll bet you!"

"General Qin just annihilated Lei Xiu, a late-stage True Formation cultivator! This kid, a mid-stage True Formation cultivator, is just asking for trouble!"

"Raise the bet! I'll bet half a source stone, betting he'll be knocked down in one hit and won't be able to get up!"

Contempt.

No one had high hopes for Su Yu.

In their eyes, this was just another sacrifice Qin Lengyue used to establish her authority.

Ye Qingluan stood below the stage, her palms already soaked with cold sweat.

Her heart pounded as she listened to the whispers around her.

"Commander-in-Chief..."

She stepped forward, lowered her voice, and spoke with deep concern.

"Be careful!"

"She's very strong!"

"You saw the battle just now; she even dismantled a top-grade spirit-level Dao technique with her bare hands."

Ye Qingluan bit her lip.

"If you can't beat them, then so be it!"

"Admitting defeat is not shameful; don't push yourself too hard and damage your foundation."

Su Yu stopped in his tracks.

She tilted her head slightly and glanced at Ye Qingluan.

nod.

He didn't speak.

He slowly turned around and continued walking towards the platform.

The pace remained slow.

But in my mind, I was making a calm assessment.

Is he going to be ousted from power?

If he pretends to be outmatched and is instantly killed, it would indeed fit the character of an ordinary mid-stage True Immortal Commander.

Just hold on.

Safety.

but.

A deep, dark light flashed in Su Yu's eyes.

Qin Lengyue was clearly targeting him.

From the moment she entered the Cangming Water Palace, she carried with her an inexplicable sense of superiority.

If we perform too weakly today, we will crumble at the slightest touch.

She will definitely push her luck.

They might even use the guise of "practical training" to call you up every day to be a punching bag.

trouble.

Extremely troublesome.

not to mention.

Su Yu exhaled a breath of stale air calmly.

Although he likes to live a life of frugality.

But deep down, he didn't want to be defeated by this high and mighty woman.

At least, in a contest of pure physical skills at the same level.

In no mood.

"Let's demonstrate some practical combat skills."

Su Yu made a decision.

It does not reveal the true physical mass.

He locked his physical strength firmly at the passing grade of the mid-stage of True Formation.

but.

Combat skills need not be hidden.

He spent tens of millions of primordial years in the Kingdom of Time.

Those long, maddening years.

He was not only deducing the techniques.

In his mind, he disassembled and reassembled every movement and every exertion of force countless times.

His combat skills were truly honed through hard work and experience.

It is an instinct etched deep within the true soul.

Go on stage.

Stand still.

Su Yu wore a plain robe, his expression calm as still water.

He looked at Qin Lengyue in front of him.

Let your arms hang naturally.

"Please enlighten me, General."

The voice was calm and even, without the slightest ripple.

Qin Lengyue looked at him.

A cruel smile appeared on that exquisitely beautiful face, as if it were made of eternal ice.

"Please enlighten me?"

She slowly twisted her neck, and the dark gold armor made a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

"I will let you know."

What is true despair?

Don't expect me to hold back.

The moment the words fell.

Qin Lengyue moved.

No unnecessary words.

First move.

She flashed, like a dark golden lightning bolt tearing through the void.

The speed was incredibly fast.

Even though she suppressed her cultivation level to the mid-stage of the True Formation realm, her foundation at the Returning to the Void realm still allowed her explosive power to far surpass that of others of the same level.

His right leg was like a long whip that split mountains and cracked rocks, tearing through the air and producing a piercing sonic boom.

He slapped Su Yu's neck.

It is powerful and heavy.

Ruthless and merciless.

The officers below the stage instantly held their breath.

"Too fast!"

"it's over."

The deputy commander who had made the bet had a smile spreading across his face.

but.

On the high platform.

Su Yu did not back down.

His eyes remained deep and profound.

In her pupils, Qin Lengyue's movements appeared to be slowed down countless times.

He simply tilted his head slightly.

The amplitude is extremely small.

So small that it's almost impossible to tell he moved.

But just at the right moment, he dodged that fatal kick.

A sharp gust of wind blew the hair at his temples.

Simultaneously.

Su Yu raised his left hand.

He casually placed the back of his hand on Qin Lengyue's ankle.

Leverage resources.

Hit hard.

Using minimal force to achieve maximum effect.

Qin Lengyue's unstoppable force instantly lost its target.

With Su Yu's support, her body uncontrollably shifted slightly in mid-air.

First move.

To resolve.

An understatement.

A look of surprise flashed across Qin Lengyue's eyes.

Did he dodge it?

Not only did it dodge, but it also used the force to disrupt my balance?

coincidence?

She landed, her toes slamming into the bluestone slab, creating a crack.

His figure moved like a ghost, closing in once more.

The second move.

Qin Lengyue no longer acted so dramatically.

His fists flew like a storm, transforming into a sky full of fist shadows.

They blocked all of Su Yu's escape routes in all directions.

Every punch is aimed directly at the most vulnerable acupoints in the human body.

Ruthless.

fatal.

Su Yu still did not back down.

He turned his hands into palms.

Swing it gently in front of you.

There was no afterimage.

Unhappy.

But it carries a strange rhythm.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Two very faint muffled thuds.

Su Yu's palm struck the point of force on Qin Lengyue's fists with perfect precision.

Like two precise surgical scalpels, at the most critical juncture, they severed the transmission of power.

This not only defused the offensive.

It even reflected that violent force back intact.

Qin Lengyue felt a numbness in both arms.

The offensive came to an abrupt halt.