You don't play by the rules at all.

The body flips.

Brother Nanwu's knife, once again, flips up from an unbelievable angle.

This time, Su Yue, there's no escaping.

Yes!

From this angle, Su Yue indeed has no way to evade.

The playground fell silent, everyone intensely focused on the two.

Could it be this easy?

Everyone was surprised.

The second slash is almost upon Su Yue's head, and he's standing there, like a wooden stake, with no sign of resistance.

Could it be that Nanwu wins just like that?

Could it be that this year's top scholar, is a fool?

Xiang Jing Mountain was so angry he almost threw his cup.

Su Yue, what are you doing? Aren't you ashamed enough of West Martial?

"Don't be rash."

Zhao Jiangtao waved his hand, signaling everyone to stay calm.

It's also Su Yue's fault.

He hid his Qi Blood value to conceal his extraordinary bone appearance, so no one could see through him.

Mu Cheng frowned.

It shouldn't be such an easy loss.

Bai Xiaolong also fell into self-doubt: Could Xu Baiyan's brother really be a fool?

Of course, Liao Ji didn't think Su Yue would lose.

With sharp eyes, he had already noticed Su Yue's palm had started to shimmer with Gang Qi.

This trick was too familiar.

This guy likes to pinch your blade between his fingers, which is a classic move of the bravado style.

Recalling the first time he was humiliated by Su Yue, Liao Ji felt bitter.

...

Buzz!

As expected.

Liao Ji understood Su Yue that well, understood him completely.

Just as the blade approached less than 5 centimeters from his face, Su Yue calmly raised his palm.

Then.

He extended two fingers and pinched the blade.

Yes.

Still so nonchalant.

As if pinching a piece of paper handed over by a friend.

A piercing screech rang out as Brother Nanwu's Gang Qi was directly crushed.

Just like that, the scene on the ring was frozen in time.

A peerless master wearing a duckbill cap pinched the blade of a fledgling hothead.

At this moment, the entire audience fell silent.

Whether they were from West Martial or other schools, everyone was speechless.

Even some of the older students were full of shock.

Too shocking.

If it were a Third-Grade Martial Artist, even a high-level Second-Grade could pinch an opponent's Gang Qi blade arc, no problem.

But you are at most a First-Grade.

This is terrifying.

"Friend, if I were a different tribe, your parents might have to mourn your death.

"Today, I'm telling you, recklessness is useless."

Bang

Su Yue's two fingers vibrated.

The vibration from the blade shook off Brother Nanwu's grip on the hilt.

Swoosh.

Just like the time he fought Liao Ji, Su Yue pinched the blade and used the hilt to slash out a Gang Qi blade arc.

Thud!

Brother Nanwu had no time to react and was directly knocked off the ring.

Too fragile.

From start to end, Su Yue's feet didn't move an inch, his left hand was even behind his back.

He merely sidestepped once, then counter-killed in a single move.

Using the opponent's blade, defeated the opponent in one move.

So relaxed and free.

Like a father teaching his son.

Brother Nanwu got up from beneath the ring, still bewildered.

"Next, I won't repeat any nonsense.

"To save time, the rest of you can come at me together.

"If I lose, you can then slowly vie for the spot on Fuling Mountain, I have no time for one-on-one battles with you.

"To be honest, none of you can make me use three moves."

Bang!

Su Yue tossed the Bladeless Knife at Brother Nanwu's feet, then looked disdainfully at everyone.

Brother Nanwu was in a daze.

Did I just lose?

I haven't even reacted, did I just seriously lose?

I was going to fight for 300 rounds, how could I lose in just one move.

Am I really just trash?

At that moment, no one dared to mock anymore.

At that moment, everyone's faces started to turn pale.

Nobody expected this top scholar to truly have skills.

"Great!"

Suddenly, a student from West Martial led the applause.

"Amazing!"

"Awesome!"

"Boss!"

West Martial Camp was uplifted, and thunderous applause erupted.

In the stands.

Zhao Jiangtao couldn't help but clap.

Today's young people just love these flashy tricks, it's quite jealousy-inducing.

You're in a fight, why act like Xu Wenqiang from Shanghai Beach.

Speaking of which, this duckbill cap really is a bit mysterious.

Xiang Jing Mountain slowly breathed out.

Thank goodness it wasn't embarrassing.

As a vice principal, I've been under so much pressure.

Mu Cheng chuckled quietly.

This kid, although showing off a bit, still has that little bit of handsomeness in profile.

Bai Xiaolong sighed inwardly, full of regret.

Too late.

Why didn't I think of these flashy tricks sooner.

Now, I'm just an outdated student council president.

In the future, no chance to display such tricks.

No more.

Never again.

Meng Yang looked up, frowning at his own two fingers.

Then, he looked at the long spear beside Bai Xiaolong.

If I pinch his spear with my fingers, would I be impaled to death?

...

"Dear students, West Martial's spot at Fuling Mountain originally belonged to one of you.

"If Su Yue is willing to fight in a group, you can all go together, don't mind any outdated rules, and take back what's yours.

"Of course, everyone, please be careful."

Seeing the awkwardness of the situation, Zhao Jiangtao suddenly stood up and announced to everyone.

No choice.

The freshmen from other schools care about their reputation too.

If they really go in as a group, it would be embarrassing.

But in a one-on-one, it's obviously a death sentence, it's embarrassing to even go up.

As the principal, it's necessary to make that clear to everyone.

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