Chapter 138 - 94: Strength and Skill

The martial arts arena is located in the eastern part of the dormitory area, a small indoor venue. Qin Jin verified his identity through his personal terminal and stepped inside.

Inside.

There was a ring-like structure, with an ancient style, situated in the center.

At this moment.

Two figures were confronting each other below the ring.

One wants to leave, the other wishes to stay.

As Qin Jin approached, a voice called out beside him.

"Qin Jin."

Looking over, Xie Wuya was waving at him, and not far from him stood two women.

One of them was Han Miao.

The other woman wore a simple dress, her features were elegant, just as Xie Wuya described in the message, very beautiful.

However, the moment Qin Jin’s gaze focused on her, his brow furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly.

He sensed a subtle feeling of being ignored; though his gaze fell on her, his subconscious didn’t want to pay much attention to her.

"What kind of extraordinary quality is this?"

This thought flashed through his mind as Qin Jin strode closer.

"Qin Jin, you’re finally here."

Xie Wuya’s tone carried a long-standing enthusiasm: "Let me introduce you, this is Bai Huaiyu."

He pointed to the woman with the elegant features.

"Hello."

Bai Huaiyu looked at Qin Jin, speaking calmly.

Her voice sounded soft, with a unique taste.

"Hello, Qin Jin."

Qin Jin nodded in response, his gaze shifted to the two confronting figures in the distance, softly asking, "What is the situation with those two now?"

"The backgrounds of those two are not simple."

After arriving at the academy, Xie Wuya had been networking with S-Class students who arrived early. Although he faced many rejections, he learned a lot of information and said, "One of them is the Celestial Being’s Son."

He nodded towards one of them: "His name is Ye Ping’an. His father is a prominent Celestial Human Realm figure in our Corridor Star System in recent years. It’s said he’s been in seclusion to advance, and there’s a possibility of reaching the Seventh Realm."

The young man named Ye Ping’an wore combat-ready attire, his brows and eyes sharp.

Xie Wuya commented seriously: "Don’t be misled by his name meaning ’peace’. He’s been quite the wild one his whole life. Yet, after stepping into martial arts, he showcased outstanding talent and was specially admitted as S-Level."

"The other one is named An Shi."

"The ’Shi’ of ’world.’

"The An Family is one of the prominent families in our Corridor Star System. Although he is not from the main branch, it’s reported that he has the favor of Old Master An, and he’s not to be underestimated."

An Shi, dressed in formal attire, exuded an extraordinary aura; compared to Ye Ping’an’s sharpness, he seemed especially calm.

"These young people with extraordinary backgrounds have laid a solid martial arts foundation since childhood. It’s heard that these two knew each other as kids and fought several times, all ending in Ye Ping’an’s defeat."

"When Ye Ping’an arrived at the dormitory area, he coincidentally ran into us and immediately sought trouble with An Shi."

"And then..."

Xie Wuya spread his hands: "And then this happened."

Qin Jin looked at him: "You sure know a lot."

"Know your enemy and yourself, and you’ll never be defeated."

Xie Wuya chuckled, eyes flashing with determination: "I’ve seen these two before, so I know something about them."

"But you, Han Miao, and Bai Huaiyu."

"I’ve never interacted with you before, yet you earned the S-Level spot at the academy, that’s impressive."

He didn’t hesitate to compliment, and after speaking, he looked towards the two distant figures and shouted, "Hey!"

"Are you two going to fight or not?"

"I’m still waiting to watch."

"If you’re not going to fight..."

He paused in his words, suddenly remembered something, and looked at Qin Jin, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Seeing this.

Qin Jin nodded slightly.

Since he agreed to come, he was naturally ready to make a move.

Xie Wuya’s tone showed excitement: "See? If you two don’t fight, stop hogging the place and move aside."

"Xie Wuya, this is none of your business."

Ye Ping’an’s gaze was sharp, like a knife aimed at him: "If you continue meddling, I’ll beat you too."

"Then bring it on."

Xie Wuya, rather than getting angry, was delighted and gestured invitingly: "I wouldn’t want anything more."

At this moment.

Up ahead.

An Shi, dressed in formal attire, spoke.

"The ring is yours, then."

His voice was steady, with neither arrogance nor humility, and he looked at Qin Jin and the others: "Sorry for wasting everyone’s time."

As he finished speaking.

He immediately prepared to leave.

"Don’t run."

As the words echoed, Ye Ping’an’s right leg stepped forward, his figure leaping, chasing after An Shi with his hand like a knife, aiming for the back of An Shi’s neck.

In that instant.

An Shi moved too, raising his arm, blocking as the hand knife came down, seizing hold of the opponent’s palm. With a slight turn of his body, he used the momentum against them.

It appeared as if the two exchanging blows were actually cooperating with each other.

Ye Ping’an’s body soared, head down, feet up, completing a perfect arc with his legs in the air before landing in front of An Shi.

Seeing Ye Ping’an blocking his way, An Shi shook his head in resignation.

He reached out, grabbed his jacket, threw it aside, revealing the shirt inside, and flexed his wrist slightly.

Up ahead.

Ye Ping’an’s eyes grew even sharper.

In the next instant...

The two figures charged forward simultaneously, colliding in a flash, fists and feet meeting, the dull thuds of flesh clashing echoed through the room.

You hit I block, you kick I dodge; in a short time, the two clashed countless times.