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Bu Zou had not considered that Lu Sheng's subject would be very strong.

But he never expected it to be this strong!

The seventh-tier initial war god dispatched was a top genius, one in a million in his divine kingdom, with a solid foundation, rich combat experience, and unparalleled skill in controlling the S-class battle armor.

If it weren't for his deliberate suppression, he could have broken through the bottleneck of the initial war god long ago and steadily advanced to the eighth-level intermediate war god!

Within his divine realm, this person's strength is absolutely second to none!

Even ten or a hundred ordinary demigods at the seventh level might not be a match for him!

But even such an existence couldn't even make a move in front of Lu Sheng, a subject who hadn't even reached the Great Perfection of the Integration Stage!

Even the breakthrough he was trying to achieve after taking the evil pill was forcibly interrupted!

A few punches later, the man was reduced to minced meat!

Most importantly, Lu Sheng's people did all this without even wearing S-class armor, relying solely on their physical strength!

Are you... what kind of joke are you talking about?!

Is this truly the fighting power that the human race can display?

"Lu Sheng wins, the martial arts competition is over!"

Upon hearing the AI ​​referee's voice pronouncement, Bu Zou froze on the spot, his mind going completely blank.

It wasn't until a tremor ran through the depths of his soul that he finally snapped back to reality, his expression bitter.

He lost.

Although they won in the Undying Arena, they lost in both the Real Arena and the Real Battlefield, resulting in a final score of 1:2.

In the end, it was a miscalculation!

"Damn it, how can he be so lucky? Such a talented subject has appeared in the Divine Kingdom..." A strong sense of resentment welled up in Bu Zou's heart.

So close!

It was so close!

I was clearly the one who should have won!

Why?!

Why is God so unfair?

Why did luck happen to be on Lu Sheng's side at this crucial moment?

"Brother Bu, you wouldn't renege on your debt, would you?" Lu Sheng looked at the other party and gave a signature fake smile.

Of course, he was just saying it.

Both sides are top-tier talents, and the Fu family would never directly offend Bu Zou just to support him.

Furthermore, Bu Gu was absolutely certain of victory in the martial arts battle beforehand, and had signed a divine contract with him. Even if he wanted to break the contract now, it would be absolutely impossible.

"Of course not." Upon hearing this, Bu Zou's face turned pale, and he shakily took out a small, transparent square box.

Inside the small box, there is an exquisitely designed little boat sailing on the endless ocean, but no matter how turbulent and roaring the sea is, the little boat stands firm.

A miraculous object—the driftboat!

Bring it to you!

Without any hesitation, Lu Sheng took the [Drifting Boat] from Bu Zou's hand, played with it curiously for a while, and then immediately put it into his own little world space.

At the same time, seeing the [Driftboat] being taken away, Buzou felt a sudden emptiness in his heart, as if he had lost something very important.

Okay, it is indeed very important.

Although the drifting boat may seem to have no effect on the development of the small world, its hidden role is actually quite significant.

Most gods dare not explore and develop the world's oceans, firstly because their own strength is too weak, and secondly because the risks are too great.

If they encounter other powerful gods, the divine kingdom risks destruction.

If a god of similar strength is encountered, a prolonged war will hinder the development of the divine kingdom and may even reveal the coordinates of the small world, posing unknown risks.

The [driftboat] is like giving the gods the confidence to explore without any risk!

If you're lucky enough to discover a weak divine kingdom, then invade and plunder it, seize its resources, and devour its core.

Even if you're unlucky enough to encounter a powerful divine kingdom, it doesn't matter. The [Drifting Ship] can quickly close the world passage and change the coordinates of the small world in the world sea, preventing problems before they occur.

Take, for example, the bet between Lu Sheng and Bu Zou.

If Bu Zou had asked Lu Sheng to offer items of equal value as stakes before the duel, he would most likely have refused.

But the truth is no, and Lu Sheng could agree without any burden.

"Brother Bu is truly a man of integrity!" Lu Sheng praised with a smile.

"Lu Sheng!"

Bu Zou gritted his teeth, his voice almost forced out: "This time I was simply outmatched, I lost to you, but!"

"Things change, and you might not be so lucky next time!"

After saying that, he gave Lu Sheng one last deep look, then turned and walked off the platform without looking back, leaving the [Martial Arts Arena].

Losing the martial arts competition is just the beginning. Once the news gets out today, he'll face even more trouble.

First and foremost, the reputation of Ziwei Academy and the Fu family will plummet.

Secondly, there was the betting agreement with the Fu family.

Failing in the three major martial arts battles against Lu Sheng will not only prevent an increase in future basic resources, but will also automatically lower the priority of resource allocation, meaning that the group will lose some future opportunities.

For him, today's losses are considerable, even to the point of being crippling.

The development speed of the future divine kingdom will slow down by at least 30%.

"next time?"

Lu Sheng simply smiled and ignored Bu Zou's words.

Given his pace of development, the gap between the two will only widen in the future, until they can no longer even see each other's exhaust fumes.

Know that the last person to utter similar words has become his god.

"With the [Drifting Ship] and Long Aotian as a transit point, with two layers of protection, what do I have to fear? I must intensify my invasion and rapidly expand the area of ​​my small world!"

Lu Sheng was satisfied and walked out of the [Martial Arts Arena].

It's worth mentioning that Lu Sheng and Bu Zou's conversation took place after the battle ended, when the light screen projection in the [Martial Arts Arena] had disappeared, so the students watching couldn't see the specific content of their conversation on the platform.

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It wasn't until Bu Zou and Lu Sheng left the stage that the silent audience began to murmur again.

"Holy crap, Lu Sheng became a top-tier prodigy in such a short time, and he actually defeated one of our twin stars this year! Is that for real?"

"Outrageous! Lu Sheng's battle command in 'Real Battlefield' is simply terrifying, like a sophisticated computing machine, calculating every single step with perfect precision!"

"And that seventh-tier subject, his strength and talent are terrifying! How exactly did Lu Sheng cultivate such an amazing subject?"

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Fu Qing, Pei Shaogong, and the others also stood up excitedly, gave each other a high five to celebrate, and sent a message inviting Lu Sheng to dinner.

Including them, 99% of the students who watched were quite surprised by the result.

After all, one of them possesses SSS-level talent and has already progressed to the fourth level of demigod in his first semester of university!

If we were to say who was the only one who predicted the outcome of the fight in advance, it would only be Long Aotian, who was silently watching from a corner of the crowd.

Hearing the gasps of astonishment around him, Long Aotian smirked, inwardly scoffing, "A bunch of ignorant fools. Does that Bu Zou fellow even deserve to be compared to Lord Lu?"

Having witnessed firsthand the strength of the Lu Sheng Divine Kingdom's army, he had absolute confidence in this martial arts competition.

Lu Sheng's people were all like ferocious beasts; his own people were so scared just looking at them from afar that they almost wet themselves.

What can we compare the steps to?

Seeing Lu Sheng leave, he quickly squeezed out of the crowd and chased after him, ready to give him another good round of flattery.

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