On the viewing platform.
Xu Baiyanâs hands trembled, his mind was blank.
Thatâs right.
A basic sword technique, confirmed without a doubt.
"Damn, are young people today already this terrifying?"
"Not even a graded fighter, yet mastered the basic sword technique, truly a gifted talent."
"Xu Baiyan, is this person also your brother? If heâs also your brother, Iâll eat a box of glass bottles."
Yang Lezhiâs face was pale.
Basic sword technique.
This is an even more difficult martial method than the desolate step.
Terrifying.
Simply terrifying.
"Shut your filthy mouth!"
Xu Baiyan gritted his teeth.
Yang Lezhi, this bastard, was clearly mocking him.
She hoped Guangkun was Su Yue, but that was impossible unless the sky fell.
Flower Bear trembled all over, unable to even speak.
Old Zhao and the others were full of confusion; they werenât martial artists and didnât know the basic sword technique.
But Flower Bear knew.
"No wonder Master Su once asked me about the basic sword technique.
"Turns out he actually mastered it; this is impossible.
"I dare not believe, how did he master it, I still dare not believe!"
Flower Bear murmured.
Dai Yuegui and Sun Zhiwei were speechless.
What a joke.
The basic sword technique.
Even Dai Yuegui hadnât mastered it, yet an ungraded student could perform it.
Might as well bang our heads and die.
The gap between people can exist, but this is too vast.
"Seems like from now on, I better just bully Su Yue a bit; this kind of beast, I need to stay far away from, too terrifying."
Liao Ji took a deep breath.
Born into the Martial Arts Realm, of course he knew about the basic sword technique.
Liao Ping glanced at Liao Ji.
This foolish brother, how many more times does he need to face defeat by Su Yue to feel at ease?
Pathetic soul.
...
The arena!
Bang!
Su Yue walked over and delivered a punch to Bai Zhaoâs face.
The opponent was severely injured, unable to stand.
Of course, Su Yue was also at his limit, with his internal Qi Blood exhausted.
But ordinary punches could still hit the opponent.
Bam bam bam!
Bam bam bam!
Raindrop-like punches frantically slammed on Bai Zhaoâs face, Su Yue venting his inner anguish.
Kill!
Why donât I dare to kill?
Su Yue had a hundred reasons to kill this person but found his own incapability when the moment came to strike.
This is not a chicken, nor a fish.
This is a living person, just like himself.
The first kill, truly difficult to execute.
The referee kept waiting for Bai Zhao to admit defeat voluntarily; he didnât even need to speak, just a gesture, and Su Yue wouldnât be allowed to continue the assault.
But Bai Zhao didnât.
Bruised, disfigured.
Yet Bai Zhao was still smiling, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, seemingly mocking something still.
"You truly deserve to die."
Su Yue stomped on Bai Zhaoâs face, gritting his teeth.
"Kill me!
"Guangkun, please respect your opponent, kill me.
"Killing one, you can save a hundred; if I donât die today, I will continue killing... itâs most appropriate for you to end me... kill, thank you!"
Bai Zhao looked at Su Yue contemptuously.
"Remember this code 112233, go to the bank, find the safe, if you feel guilty, fulfill one of my wishes.
"If you canât bring yourself to do it, Iâll kill your family, kill Flower Bear, kill all your friends.
"I keep my word!"
Bai Zhaoâs words were unwontedly cold, chilling to the spine.
"You forced me!"
Su Yue was truly shocked.
Never seen such a fearless beast.
Killing one, saving a hundred.
Then I shall kill.
As a martial artist, killing will be inevitable sooner or later.
Crunch!
Su Yue closed his eyes and stamped down, crushing Bai Zhaoâs neck.
First kill.
Complete!
At this moment, Su Yue was unsure what he felt.
Ending a life by his own hands, he felt surprisingly calm, as if it were meant to be.
Crunch!
Crunch!
Crunch!
At this moment, the mask on Su Yueâs face began to crack open.
During the intense battle, the mask was already pitted, now cracks intertwined, finally shattering completely.
Su Yue instinctively tried to cover himself.
But it was too late, caught off guard, Su Yueâs face appeared before everyone.
...
"Brother!"
The moment Su Yue revealed his true face, Xu Baiyan was the first to shout out.
Damn!
Itâs really Su Yue.
How could it be Su Yue?
Xu Baiyanâs mind went blank for a moment.
"Wow, no way itâs such a coincidence!
"If this kid is really Xu Baiyanâs brother, wonât she be even more arrogant in the future? Always boasting to everyone?
"No, if he is Xu Baiyanâs brother, then he should be my student?
"If I, Yang Lezhi, have trained such an outstanding student, wonât I make it big? The Ministry of Education might even reward me.
"I have to make this guy sign up, Iâm going to make it big."
Yang Lezhi was initially stunned, then his mind was filled with wild joy.
"This... this... this this..."
Liao Ji collapsed onto the chair, constantly rubbing his eyes.
Itâs an illusion.
Yes, I must be seeing things. How could Guangkun be Su Yue?
Gong Ling and Zhou Yuncanâs hearts were pounding wildly.
How is this possible, Guangkun turned out to be Su Yue.
Itâs simply terrifying.
"Son, did you see it clearly? Itâs Su Yue."
"So scary, Iâm even scared."
Wang Nanguo stood up, completely unable to believe everything he was seeing.
"Is it, is it Su Yue?
"Could it just be someone who looks like him, after all, his appearance is ordinary, very common-faced."
Wang Lu Fengâs legs were trembling.
...
"So Iâve been exposed, but it doesnât matter, at least itâs not a national broadcast!"
Su Yue looked at the broken mask in his palm and muttered to himself.
"Su Yue, you are currently weak, if possible, I suggest you perform the bone washing immediately!"
At this moment, Sun Zhiwei ran onto the stage in one breath, and brought all of Su Yueâs Bone-Washing Water.
He was Su Yueâs coach and thought more long-term than Su Yue.
The best time for bone washing is when the Qi Blood in the body is emptied, and the state is ethereal.
"Ah, this environment?"
Su Yue was stunned.
For such a grand bone washing, shouldnât it be done in seclusion?
"Thereâs no time left, quickly drink the Bone-Washing Water!"
Sun Zhiwei said anxiously.
With Su Yueâs current strength, his Qi Blood could recover at any time. Once it recovers, the success rate of the bone washing would decrease.
Gulp gulp gulp gulp!
The green potion was a bit bitter, but Su Yue drank it all in one go.
No time to think about it, the instructor wouldnât harm him.
Then, he sat down cross-legged.
It hurts!
The bones hurt, like being roasted by fire, madly burning the bones.
...
"My god, bone washing."
"Su Yue is amazing, there are still six months till the college entrance exam, and he intends to perform bone washing."
"Simply terrifying!"
The students were discussing fervently.
"Lu Feng, do you see the gap?"
Wang Nanguo patted his son on the shoulder earnestly.
"Dad, I want to die."
Wang Lu Feng muttered to himself.
"Brother, whenâs the next fight with Su Yue, Iâll arrange it for you. Now that Su Yue has killed, you can die quickly."
Liao Ping said to Liao Ji.
"Liao Ping, stop spreading nonsense, how could I challenge the class leader.
"I am the one who most respects and venerates the class leader."
Liao Ji glared angrily.
"Su Yue is really becoming more and more powerful."
Zhou Yuncan and Gong Ling sighed.
A year ago, Su Yue was still just a very average sophomore, but now he had far outpaced them.
Their hearts felt a pang, indescribable.
...
"Thereâs even a live broadcast of the bone washing, damn, the ticket pricing was a bit low."
The club owner looked pained.
To witness a genius performing bone washing firsthand is even more thrilling than watching fighters battle it out.
Boom!
Pfft!
Sun Zhiwei had been focusing on Su Yueâs bone washing, but suddenly, a Fourth-Grade Martial Artist referee made a brash move, directly knocking Sun Zhiwei off the stage.
"Humph, another genius, I wonât let you live!"
The referee gritted his teeth, aiming a palm strike at Su Yueâs head.
In the blink of an eye, everyone was horrified.
No one expected a referee to make a killing move.
"A mere evil follower of the Yangxiang Sect dares to act recklessly in front of me!"
A deep roar echoed through the sky, and in the next instant, the head of the referee who had made the move was already grasped in Pan Yizhengâs palm.
A majestic figure stood in front of Su Yue, like a towering mountain range.
The assassin was nothing more than an ant.
As for when Pan Yizheng got onto the stage, no one noticed.
At the same time, a strong gust swept across, taking the rest of the referees along with Bai Zhaoâs corpse off the stage.
Crack!
Like crushing a watermelon.
The head of that Fourth-Grade Martial Artist was directly crushed by Pan Yizheng, clean and precise.
In that instant, everyone was horrified.
Rustle rustle.
Immediately, all the clubâs security started mobilizing. Although there was commotion in the audience, there was no chaos due to the suppression by the security.
Meanwhile, Su Yue was in total pain, almost to the point of passing out.
Damn it.
Why is bone washing so painful? No one ever told me.
As for the assassin?
Right now, standing up was a luxury for Su Yue.