After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Nan Batian was still three meters away from Zhou Yan.

……

Inside the garden of Wu Family Taoist Temple.

Once the students from the White Tiger Academy around him had made way, Nan Batian roared.

"I am coming."

Nan Batian lunged at Zhou Yan. As he lunged, his body rapidly expanded, growing from two meters tall to two and a half meters. His skin changed from yellow to blue, and two huge canine teeth grew out of his mouth, reaching all the way to his chin.

This is the mythical form of the Giant God's Tooth Chisel. In this mythical form, Nan Batian's strength, defense, and self-healing abilities are greatly enhanced.

The three-meter distance vanished almost instantly, and Nan Batian was in front of Zhou Yan, grabbing Zhou Yan's shoulder.

Fighting between men and women is different. When Nan Batian fought Wu Shanfu, he used a spiked club to exchange blows with Wu Shanfu's Youxian Sword. Wu Shanfu's swordsmanship was agile and flexible, forcing Nan Batian to rely on his thick skin to resist.

And what about dealing with Zhou Yan?

Of course, there's no need to worry about pushing Wu Shanfu down and then getting scolded by the teacher for using indecent joint locks, getting beaten up and thrown out. Just use the bedroom techniques that Nan Batian is very good at.

As a joke, in some underground fighting matches, if two men who are fighting each other on the ground linger on the ground for a long time, waiting to get up, the unusual things that happen in their bodysuits often make the surrounding audience laugh.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, even in a four-school competition, it is strictly forbidden for men to use bedroom techniques on women.

Nan Batian hugged Zhou Yan.

Upon embracing him, Nan Batian was overjoyed, and the students of the White Tiger Academy around him cheered.

Once a master of physical combat gets close and grabs your joints, whether you're a weapon expert or have agile movements, you'll be caught in a battle of strength, skill, and physical ability—all of which are Nan Batian's strengths.

Nan Batian was confident that even if Wu Shanfu was in his arms at this moment, as long as he held her and lay down on the ground, Wu Shanfu would be like a fish that could not struggle.

Zhou Yansuan...

Nan Batian's wrist suddenly went limp, and he couldn't muster any strength.

As Nan Batian looked down, he saw Zhou Yan extend his index finger and prick the "Shenmen" acupoint on his wrist.

Before Zhou Yan's eyes was the human body line formed by the connection of acupoints and blood energy throughout Nan Batian's body.

Zhou Yan silently reached out again. Nan Batian was thick-skinned and tough, and even the Shengwu Sword might not be able to break through his defenses. So Zhou Yan gave up on the Shengwu Sword and directly used his hand to generate hidden force, pressing on several Fenghu and Dongli acupoints on Nan Batian's hand.

The hidden force penetrated Nan Batian's skin and struck his acupoints, directly severing the flow of blood and qi within. This made Nan Batian feel as if one of his arms had gone numb, rendering him unable to exert any strength.

The numbness wouldn't last long; it would only last five seconds before Nan Batian's blood and qi, which were tens of thousands or even thousands of times stronger than a human's, would break through it. But taking advantage of this time, Zhou Yan continued to press on the blood and qi acupoints that he had observed to be quite different from those of normal humans, and whose names were mostly different as well.

Nan Batian had no idea what was going on. Why did Zhou Yan touch his arm a few times, and it didn't hurt, but his arm went numb? However, he still pushed Zhou Yan forward very forcefully.

Nan Batian's strength was more than six times that of Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan was completely unable to withstand the push and fell to the ground along with Nan Batian.

The students from the White Tiger Academy around had already begun celebrating Nan Batian's victory.

……

Wu Shanfu's courtyard.

Wu Shanfu couldn't help but cry out repeatedly.

"Despicable! Despicable! Despicable!"

The garden wasn't large, and the students from the White Tiger Academy surrounded it tightly. In addition, Nan Batian was close by, only three meters away from Zhou Yan. As soon as the fight started, Nan Batian lunged forward. Zhou Yan estimated that he wouldn't even have time to draw his sword before he was pushed down, and then the contest of physical skills began.

Wu Shanfu estimated that in this environment, if she encountered Nan Batian, she would lose all ten matches.

What about Zhou Yan?

Wu Shanfu was not optimistic.

As Wu Shanfu had predicted, the situation unfolded on Xie Xin's phone screen. As soon as the match started, Nan Batian pounced on Zhou Yan. Due to the angle, Wu Shanfu saw Zhou Yan fall down as soon as Nan Batian pushed him.

The outcome is clearly decided.

Wu Shanfu dropped the wooden sword in her hand and ran towards the garden where Zhou Yan was.

She refuses to admit that Zhou Yan lost!

……

Chu Daoyun's bedroom.

Chu Daoyun sat in front of her computer, holding her face in one hand as she watched Zhou Yan being tackled by Nan Batian.

The girl's lips involuntarily curled up.

She had already started imagining what would happen if Zhou Yan lost and was rejected by his classmates and girlfriend, and then she would just happen to be in front of Zhou Yan, and then she would just happen to start a conversation with Zhou Yan, and then she would start helping Zhou Yan, preparing to let this kid...

On the computer screen, Nan Batian, who had tackled Zhou Yan, stopped moving. After half a second, Nan Batian was pushed away, and Zhou Yan stood up from Nan Batian.

The boy dusted himself off and then looked at the camera.

"I won."

Zhou Yan walked away from Nan Batian, who was lying on the ground. About five seconds later, Nan Batian, who was bleeding from all seven orifices, got up from the ground and touched his head blankly.

"I, I, I..."

Chu Daoyun crushed the mouse in her hand.

……

Inside the garden of Wu Family Taoist Temple.

Zhou Yan walked up to Lu Zhi amidst the stunned and bewildered gazes of the other White Tiger Academy students.

Lu Zhi blocked the entrance and exit of the garden.

Zhou Yan asked.

"I won, but you can't let them through?"

Lu Zhi glanced at Nan Batian, who had stood up and regained consciousness after five seconds.

how to say?

Lu Zhi's backside was definitely on Nan Batian's side, but given the current situation, he really didn't have the courage to say that Nan Batian hadn't been unconscious for even ten seconds, so it wasn't a knockout and they should continue fighting.

As a top student in the school, I can fight, I can kill people, and I don't care if I get killed, but I can't lose face in a place like this.

Lu Zhi reluctantly stepped aside, and Zhou Yan walked out.

Nan Batian, who was opposite Lu Zhi, stood up and asked blankly.

"What's going on? Weren't we supposed to be fighting? Zhou Yan, why are you leaving?!"

The other students from White Tiger Academy looked like they wanted to say something but hesitated.

They had no idea what had just happened, but one thing was certain: Zhou Yan had won.

Five seconds of dizziness can get you so much done.

Outside the garden.

Zhou Yan took a few steps, and Lin Anru followed. The girl asked incredulously.

"Xiao Yan, what... what did you just do?"

Zhou Yan's lips curled into a smile.

What else could be done? He used his internal energy to cut off Nan Batian's blood and qi from his torso to his brain, striking acupoints a total of twenty-seven times, causing Nan Batian's brain to become agitated and he fainted.

This is no simple matter. Nan Batian is 2.5 meters tall, but he only has a little over 200 acupoints, each about the size of a coin. If it weren't for Bai Ze's ability to see through weaknesses, Zhou Yan estimated that even if he were twisted into a pretzel by Nan Batian, he would have difficulty hitting a single acupoint.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yan possessed Bai Ze's abilities and used them very well.

Actually, it's a pity about Nan Batian. Zhou Yan estimated that if Nan Batian didn't use his physical techniques and relied solely on his agility to fight him, he would only have a 5% chance of winning. Nan Batian's attributes were far superior to Zhou Yan's.

But this man was probably afraid of his swordsmanship, which he could overpower Wu Shanfu, so he abandoned boxing and opted for a set of ground techniques that didn't require agility.

By giving up his advantage of being twice as agile as Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan's win rate increased from 10% to 85%. In a competition, strategy may be more important than technique, and Nan Batian suffered from the information gap.

"Eh, Master?!"

A white figure ran up to Zhou Yan and stopped. It was Wu Shanfu.

"Hey, you, you're alright?"

Wu Shanfu looked at Zhou Yan, then at the person behind him. She saw that Zhou Yan was being suppressed by Nan Batian, but Nan Batian arrived immediately. In the end, it was over.

Has Zhou Yan admitted defeat?

Zhou Yan's companion, Lin'an, was enjoying himself.

"Of course it's fine. I thought that big guy was really tough, but he was beaten down as soon as he made a move. He's useless."

Wu Shanfu's mouth was slightly open.

"Master, you...you won?"

Zhou Yan countered with a question.

"Can't I win?"

Wu Shanfu shook her head.

No, that's not how it's said.

Wu Shanfu certainly believed that Zhou Yan could defeat Nan Batian with his swordsmanship, but didn't Zhou Yan get pushed down by Nan Batian before he even drew his sword?

"Master, you, you, you defeated Nan Batian using a sleeping technique?"

After much thought, Wu Shanfu concluded that Zhou Yan's sleeping skills must have been quite good to defeat Nan Batian.

Zhou Yan thought for a moment, then said in a pretentious manner.

"Sleeping techniques? I only know swordsmanship."

Wu Shanfu tilted her head, unable to understand.

Wu Shanfu had seen the fight between Zhou Yan and Nan Batian. Nan Batian had overpowered Zhou Yan. In that situation, it would be fine if you had a dagger, but a sword that was more than a meter long?

how to use?

Zhou Yan said in a mysterious and profound manner.

"Shanfu, I ask you, is your sword merely a tangible object?"

Zhou Yan stretched out his hand and made a knife shape with it.

"My hand is my sword. Even if my sword is not drawn, my hand can still transform into a sword to kill the enemy."

Zhou Yan's face was serious.

"That fool thought I wasn't powerful if I didn't draw my sword, so he attacked me from the start when I hadn't drawn my sword. But he didn't know that my swordsmanship had long since reached a level where I didn't need any external tools."

Wu Shanfu's body trembled violently; had she reached a state where she no longer needed external objects?

Although Wu Shanfu didn't know what this inexplicable realm was, it sounded impressive.

Is this what a true master is like?

For the first time in her life, Wu Shanfu had an idol.

……

Chu Daoyun's bedroom.

Chu Daoyun silently watched the students of White Tiger Academy leave one after another on the computer screen. After a while, Chu Daoyun whispered.

"waste."

Even though they were given buffs and maximum scaling, they're still a useless player who can't beat anyone.

Chu Daoyun got up and paced back and forth in front of the computer desk. After a few seconds, a sentence came to her mind.

"Actually, our little Daoyun is very gentle. As long as Zhou Yan finds out, he will definitely fall in love with you, Daoyun."

"And all it takes is a trigger to let Zhou Yan know about this."

Chu Daoyun countered with a question.

"What was the trigger?"

A phantom of a completely black phoenix appeared behind Chu Daoyun. The phantom circled around the back of Chu Daoyun's neck and arrived in front of her, opening its beak.

"Let's make that hateful Lin Anru, who has taken over that child, suffer."

"Boundless suffering."