Xu Jie's True Face

Many Senior Year students, who were ranked lower and had come to watch the ranking battle, were starting to feel uneasy.

They had seen ruthless individuals before.

But someone as ruthless as Xu Jie was completely beyond their comprehension; he seemed almost inhuman!

"Number ninety-four, get on stage!"

Xu Jie, who spoke sparingly, as if each word was precious, said coldly, waiting for his opponent to appear.

"I forfeit!"

A loud shout drew everyone's attention.

Countless people in the spectator stands looked towards the source of the voice. A tall, burly Senior Year student stood up.

However, at this moment, this Senior Year student's face had turned a deep, bruised purple. Under so many gazes, he looked utterly mortified.

But what could he do!

Everyone wanted to live!

Xu Jie's attacks were too brutal!

Anyone could see that he was deliberately using the rules of the ranking battle to kill without restraint!

No one wanted to die…

The gap between the ninety-seventh and ninety-fourth ranked students wasn't that large; both were at Blood Moving Realm Layer 9. Once on stage, they definitely wouldn't be able to block a single strike from Xu Jie.

Xu Jie wasn't just fast as lightning!

His control over force application, timing, and even the subtle manipulation of strength had reached an unbelievable extreme.

He was like the butcher from the story of dissecting an ox, able to dismember livestock with ease even with his eyes closed, without a single wasted movement or ounce of strength.

As a result…

No one had yet been able to figure out Xu Jie's actual cultivation level!

His attacks were too fast, too brutal, too decisive, too sharp!

A swing of his blade was a killing blow, and every move could be fatal!

Therefore, this Senior Year student was truly terrified.

No matter how embarrassing it was, he didn't dare to go on stage to fight Xu Jie. It wouldn't be a fight; it would be suicide!

"Death Match!"

Facing his opponent's fear of battle, Xu Jie said concisely, uttering two words indifferently.

What?

The male referee below the stage was stunned. He thought he had misheard and quickly asked, "Xu Jie, what did you just say? You want to initiate a Death Match?!"

The rules of the ranking battle did indeed mention the possibility of a Death Match!

An challenger could choose to initiate a Death Match.

The challenged, however, could not refuse; even if they knew they would die, they had to fight!

This rule was actually established by the Martial Arts University to alleviate the accumulated grudges between students.

The aim was to ensure that the general direction of cultivating Martial Artists through a "survival of the fittest" principle, like raising gu worms, remained on track.

Xu Jie had exploited this rule and proposed a Death Match on the spot.

As the higher-ranked challenged party, that Senior Year student was obligated to fight him.

"Death Match!"

Xu Jie looked at the male referee and confirmed his demand again, causing the atmosphere in the entire venue to drop to freezing point.

Had Xu Jie truly gone mad…

At this moment, everyone looked at Xu Jie with a sense of trepidation.

This person had become a demon!

The Senior Year student in the spectator stands first froze, then roared, "Xu Jie, don't push your luck too far! I've already forfeited!!!"

Xu Jie's heart was as cold as iron, his eyes like ice. He merely watched indifferently, like a cornered Senior Year student resembling a dying beast.

There was no trace of humanity in his eyes, only the cold ruthlessness of someone looking at prey.

"Xu Jie!"

Just as the entire venue fell into silence, and even the school staff didn't know what to do, a clear, cold shout rang out.

From the instructors' section, Chu Mingyue, who had been sitting alone, suddenly stood up and called out Xu Jie's name.

When Xu Jie turned his head to look at her, Chu Mingyue slightly shook her head, signaling him with her eyes to stop.

"Pfft!"

Xu Jie suddenly laughed, a low chuckle at first, then a wild guffaw, his voice carrying three parts cruel indifference, three parts arrogant wildness, and four parts demonic disdain.

"Hahaha! Hahahahaha!!!"

No one within or outside the sports field uttered a sound. Only after Xu Jie finished laughing did they hear him from the stage, calmly asking.

"Please tell me, which rule of the ranking battle have I violated with my current actions? Or which school rules and regulations did I violate with my previous actions? You chose this! Tell me!"

This was the first time Xu Jie had revealed his true self after transmigrating, his expression ferocious, his eyes sharp and cold.

A fierce and brutal killing intent erupted, and anyone who felt it was struck with fear!

Xu Jie suddenly turned his head, ignoring the stunned Chu Mingyue, and fiercely stared at the male referee, his voice like an evil spirit from the depths of hell, saying word by word.

"I said, Death Match! Do you not understand?"

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The male referee, whose cultivation was in the Pulse Opening Realm, met Xu Jie's gaze and actually broke out in a cold sweat, his mind captivated by the killing intent.

He instinctively picked up the walkie-talkie and stammered.

"Have... have the student ranked ninety-fourth leave the arena!"

"No! I'm not going! I want to forfeit! I want to drop out!!!"

The Senior Year student in the audience was clearly terrified by Xu Jie's true face, even saying he wanted to drop out in public.

At this moment, Xu Jie gradually calmed down, putting away his devilishly charming and domineering demeanor, returning to his previous cold and indifferent expression.

He didn't say anything more, nor did he look at the Senior Year student who had wet himself, but instead looked towards the school leaders on the main platform.

At this moment, all the teachers and students in the school finally saw Xu Jie's true face clearly!

This was a demon!

Not human!

Finally, after a brief discussion, the school leaders decided to let the ranking battle continue!

There was no other way.

They were the ones punishing Xu Jie now. If they chose to compromise with Xu Jie at this moment, how could the school maintain its dignity?

Therefore, even if Xu Jie continued to kill, the school could not stop him. At the very least, they had to let Xu Jie complete ten ranking battles!

Thus, the Senior Year student, in extreme despair, was mercilessly dragged onto the stage by two instructors, facing Xu Jie, who held a knife.

The Senior Year student immediately knelt down, his face ashen, his head bowed as if awaiting execution, a look of dejection that made Xu Jie frown slightly.

"Stand up! I do not kill cowards under my blade!"

How did such a person become a Martial Artist?

Even if they knew the outcome was death, so what?

If they had to die, they should die standing!

Compared to the Senior Year student before him, Xu Jie even felt that Zhao Tianyu was more backbone.

At least until the end, Zhao Tianyu did not beg for mercy!

Zhao Tianyu was simply outmatched, his bones were not soft!

"Stand up!!!"

Xu Jie's figure instantly flashed in front of the Senior Year student, lifting him up with one hand.

"Heh!"

Suddenly, Xu Jie actually shook his head and laughed, because the Senior Year student at this moment...

He was so terrified that he had lost his soul, as if his soul had been snatched away, foam dripping from the corners of his mouth, looking utterly foolish.

"Scram!"

Xu Jie really had no mood to kill such a person.

He flicked his arm, tossing the Senior Year student off the stage, and turned his head to look at the male referee below.

"Next!"

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