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Zhenyuan Martial Arts Hall, special training ground.

Today, Ma Baoguo changed into a blue training uniform, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the students in front of him with great satisfaction.

After just one week of intensive training, these fledglings all mastered the Thunder Breathing Technique, and their progress in both combat and health was remarkably rapid.

He was particularly pleased with the performance of several top students.

Especially the river breeze!

Ma Baoguo's gaze fell on the calm-looking young man, but he sighed inwardly at the pity.

He originally intended to impart all his secret techniques, the "Five-Strike Lightning Whip," to the world. This martial art has an extremely high explosive power, with five layers of true energy superimposed, like a thunderbolt descending upon the world.

But the boy wasn't interested in the long whip, so he had to settle for second best and pass it on to Shen Weilan.

"Cough cough."

"The week of intensive training is over."

"These past few days you've all been so arrogant, thinking you've gained a lot of energy and are really something special, huh?"

"The true test of martial arts lies in actual combat!"

"Today, the time has come to test your mettle!"

Ma Baoguo's lips curled into a playful smile. "I've specially invited senior students from Linchuan Martial Arts University. Today, this isn't some childish sparring match; it's a challenge between people of higher levels!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd showed no fear whatsoever; instead, their eyes lit up with excitement.

"Jiang Feng! Did you hear that? University upperclassmen!"

"Do you know any female seniors who are absolutely stunningly beautiful?"

"I heard there's a campus belle at Wuhan University named Ye Zhiwei, she's incredibly beautiful. Do you think she might have a crush on me?"

Xiao Xingye leaned closer to Jiang Feng and whispered.

Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head.

Xiao Wan Ning rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Hoshino, can you please wake up?"

"She's a top student from a martial arts university, why would she be interested in a high school student like you who's still preparing for the college entrance exam?"

"So what's wrong!"

Xiao Xingye retorted, sticking his neck out, "I'm 1.8 meters tall, and my energy isn't weak! What if she likes a cute little cabbage like me?"

Just then, Ma Baoguo gathered his strength and shouted towards the door, "Zhiwei, bring the people in."

Immediately afterwards, led by Ye Zhiwei and Jin Yiming, twenty young men and women entered the venue.

Ye Zhiwei, who was in the lead, had a high ponytail, a cold and beautiful face, and eyes as deep as a pool.

What's most striking are her long, slender legs, encased in tight-fitting trousers, exuding an astonishing power and beauty.

Many boys were immediately captivated.

Holy crap!

"Such long! Such straight legs!"

"These legs are definitely model quality! Why bother with the ring? Wouldn't it be better to debut as a celebrity?!"

Xiao Xingye's voice was loud enough for Ye Zhiwei and the others who were walking over to hear.

Ye Zhiwei stopped in her tracks, her gaze sweeping over the crowd as she coldly looked at Xiao Xingye.

Being stared at by the beautiful senior, Xiao Xingye not only didn't back down, but excitedly grabbed Jiang Feng's sleeve and yanked wildly: "Brother Jiang Feng!"

"Brother Jiang Feng, look! She's looking at me!"

"With such intense gazes, she's definitely interested in me!"

Jiang Feng's lips twitched slightly, and he patted his shoulder.

This child is beyond saving.

The commotion and frivolous behavior on this side immediately enraged the college students on the other side.

Jin Yiming, who was standing next to Ye Zhiwei, had a face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

"These younger students nowadays are all so arrogant and ignorant."

Jin Yiming sneered, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists. "Looks like they've been sheltered in a greenhouse for too long and haven't experienced the harsh realities of society. Today, I'll teach them a lesson on how to follow the rules!"

The others behind him echoed his sentiments, their eyes full of mockery.

"Since they are promising candidates who will soon participate in the joint examination of the three cities, we must let them see some blood."

"They need to be given a good beating to teach them to respect their seniors!"

Jin Yiming sneered inwardly, secretly planning to break both legs of that arrogant brat once he stepped onto the stage.

How dare he covet his goddess? He's practically asking for death!

"Ahem!"

Ma Baoguo coughed.

"The rules are very simple."

"The 1v1 arena battles are divided into high school and university groups."

"A rotation system will be used, where the winner stays on stage until they are defeated!"

At this point, he took out a jade bottle from his pocket. With the mouth of the bottle slightly open, an intensely rich medicinal fragrance mixed with faint sounds of wind and thunder instantly filled the entire room.

"Whichever team wins, this bottle of my treasured Thunder-Patterned Blood-Nourishing Pill is their spoils!"

"This is a grade-three elixir that can aid in the cultivation of lightning-based martial arts!"

"Next, each side will select a captain, who will then arrange the order of attack. You have five minutes to prepare!"

After Ma Baoguo finished speaking, he handed the stage over to the group of young people.

On the university side.

Ye Zhiwei became the team leader without any controversy.

Her gaze swept over the group of hot-blooded high school students opposite her, and she said in a calm tone, "No matter what, we have the advantage of our level of understanding and age."

"To avoid putting Teacher Ma in a difficult position, and to prevent these junior students from losing too badly, let's arrange the order of appearance from weakest to strongest."

"I'll be the last one to appear."

The other team members nodded in agreement, finding the arrangement reasonable.

Only Jin Yiming, who was second to last in line, frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "Zhiwei, with this kind of arrangement, by the time it's our turn to play, the other team will probably be completely wiped out."

"How about this, I'll be the third one to go on stage."

Ye Zhiwei glanced at him, frowned slightly, but finally nodded: "Okay, finish this quickly, don't kill anyone."

On the other hand, let's look at the high school group.

Jiang Feng waved his hand and declined the nomination, giving the captain's position to Xiao Wan Ning.

On the one hand, she was the class monitor of No. 1 Middle School, and she had enough prestige.

On the other hand, he was too lazy to think about strategizing and deployment, and would rather spend that time adjusting his state.

Xiao Wanning didn't refuse and quickly analyzed, "Listen up, everyone, our overall health and combat experience are definitely weaker than theirs, making it very difficult to win!"

"If we get skewered by the opponent right from the start, our morale will collapse, and there's no point in continuing the fight."

"Therefore, my tactic is—Tian Ji's horse racing strategy, alternating between strong and weak horses!"

"We need to send our two best fighters up there to hold the line and stabilize the situation!"

"First, Tie Qingshan. You specialize in external martial arts and have the strongest ability to withstand pressure. Go and investigate."

"Secondly, Song Haoze takes over."

"The third one will be Zhang Liang..."

Thirty high school students versus twenty battle-hardened college students in a series of elimination matches.

Although the disparity in strength on paper was enormous, under Xiao Wan Ning's meticulous arrangements, everyone's initial anxiety gradually subsided, and their fighting spirit rekindled in their eyes.

"The fifth one is Xiao Xingye."

"The tenth one... Jiang Feng, the central battle is now in your hands."

Jiang Feng nodded slightly, his gaze calm as still water.