Breaking the record, who else?

"New student?"

"Wow, he's got a great physique, so handsome."

"Five minutes. I want all the information on this junior student brother!"

Everyone looked at Shi Yan. The boys frowned, their eyes holding a dangerous glint, while the girls' eyes lit up with interest.

"Shi Yan, is it? Are you sure you want to challenge Lu Jian'an?"

The blue-clothed youth in front of Shi Yan stopped laughing and reconfirmed Shi Yan's identity.

He was indeed a new student, but he wanted to challenge Lu Jian'an...

He glanced sideways at Ring Number 2.

There, a young man was grabbing a girl by the neck as if she were a chick. He then landed a few punches on her abdomen, only stopping when she spat blood.

This was Lu Jian'an. Regardless of gender, anyone who stepped onto the stage would be brutally beaten by him.

He had already beaten up ten new students in today's ring matches.

"Go back and study for a couple more years, junior student sister."

At this moment, Lu Jian'an on the stage let out a sinister laugh and tossed the girl off the stage like a dead dog.

This act directly ignited the anger of the new students, and shouts of condemnation erupted.

Unfortunately, it was useless. Lu Jian'an even seemed to enjoy their angry insults, simply because...

A bunch of new students couldn't do anything to him.

"New student Shi Yan, challenges Ring Number 2!"

The blue-clothed youth shouted loudly, drawing Lu Jian'an's attention on the stage.

Lu Jian'an's gaze swept over, fixing on Shi Yan.

It was like a big wolf staring at a little lamb.

Shi Yan looked up, appraising the other person.

He was tall, with gloomy eyes and a head of long hair messily draped over his shoulders. The corners of his mouth were curled up, hinting at a touch of madness.

Any other new student might have been intimidated by such a gaze.

Shi Yan clearly wasn't. Compared to the demonic beasts that went mad before death, Lu Jian'an's gaze was a bit lacking.

Moreover, this senior student brother didn't seem very strong.

In Shi Yan's perception, the other party had at most two hundred units of Blood Essence.

But it made sense. The first transformation for students at Magic Martial University averaged around 7.5 months, meaning most people started practicing Breathing Techniques at the end of their first academic year.

The second-year students had only been practicing for a few months.

To reach around two hundred units of Blood Essence, Lu Jian'an had likely surpassed most people.

Meeting the other's gaze, Shi Yan entered the inner circle and stepped onto Ring Number 2.

Ring Number 2 was a circle larger than Ring Number 1, with a diameter of twelve meters.

It was a circular platform with no railings around it; being knocked off the stage resulted in a loss.

"I heard from the people below that you want to spar with me?"

Lu Jian'an snorted through his nostrils, carrying three parts anger, three parts disdain, and four parts mockery.

"Did you not take cultural classes? Don't you know how to use words?"

"Thank you for your concern, senior student brother. My grades in liberal arts are pretty good." Shi Yan walked towards the center, stopping five meters in front of Lu Jian'an.

"I have a move called Blazing Palm, which I've practiced for two and a half years. Please impart your wisdom, senior student brother."

As he spoke, he even politely nodded at Lu Jian'an.

His demeanor was as provocative as it could get.

Even more provocative was his next sentence:

"Oh, right. Senior student brother just finished a match. Do you want to rest a bit, so people don't say I won unfairly?"

"Tsk—Junior student brother Shi Yan, is it? I've seen arrogant new students before, but never one as arrogant as you."

Lu Jian'an was so amused he laughed.

He was talking about "winning" before the fight even began. Even Zhang Yunya back then wasn't this wild.

He decided he would teach this Shi Yan a good lesson until the latter had to be carried away!

"Junior student brother, I don't need to rest. Bring it on. Today, senior student brother will teach you how to behave."

"Okay!"

Shi Yan said seriously, then exerted force with his legs, shooting forward like a cannonball straight at Lu Jian'an.

As soon as he got close, his fist, imbued with powerful force, struck out.

"A petty trick!"

Lu Jian'an's disdain grew, and he lightly raised his palm to meet the attack.

He spoke of "Blazing Palm," but used his fist instead. Such a trick, fit for a three-year-old, was being used here.

One word: ridiculous.

But soon, Lu Jian'an couldn't laugh anymore.

The moment his palm touched the fist, Shi Yan's arm twitched. Immense force condensed onto the fist, accelerating the already fast punch even further.

Thrusting Punch!

Lu Jian'an's expression changed. He immediately recognized it as a common D-Class boxing technique.

He was also very surprised. This simple Thrusting Punch was wielded by Shi Yan with the mastery of a veteran boxer.

Fortunately, his previous academic year hadn't been wasted. He reacted instantly, adding his other hand to meet Shi Yan's strike with both palms.

Only this way could he prevent the tiger's mouth of his hand from being torn apart by Shi Yan's suddenly empowered fist.

However, just as he expected to bear immense force, Shi Yan's fist instantly released its power, making his palms feel like they had struck a ball of soft cotton.

The uncomfortable sensation was so nauseating it made him want to vomit blood.

But this wasn't the most critical part. The moment he committed both hands, Shi Yan's free hand swung over.

A crisp slap echoed.

Lu Jian'an froze. The surrounding shouts instantly ceased, and even the combatants on the other four stages stopped fighting, all turning their attention to Stage 2.

Lu Jian'an, was slapped?!

Public humiliation!

The next second, the venue erupted in an uproar, with gasps and discussions breaking out everywhere. The new students, never ones to shy away from drama, loudly cheered him on.

On the stage, Lu Jian'an's face burned with pain.

It was already red and swollen.

Every voice from below the stage felt like a sharp thorn, piercing his heart.

Humiliation, utter humiliation!!

"Kid, you're asking for death!"

Rage filled Lu Jian'an's mind. His hands transformed into a flurry of claw shadows, descending upon Shi Yan.

The next second.

The claw shadows vanished, and Lu Jian'an flew backward, spinning.

When he finally stabilized himself, another palm print appeared on the other side of his face, rapidly swelling and reddening.

Another slap!

The crowd below gasped, faces filled with shock.

If Shi Yan's first slap was luck, then this one was a clear display of skill!

But the key point was, Shi Yan was only a freshman.

Could it be that the record held by Zhang Yunya was about to be broken by Shi Yan?

"Senior Brother, you're so slow. With this speed, why even come to Magic Martial University? You should go find a factory and work on tightening bolts."

Shi Yan's casual remark was dripping with mockery.

Lu Jian'an staggered back, clutching his face, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

He had felt immense force in Shi Yan's slap; it was nothing a freshman should be capable of.

But soon, his shock was drowned out by rage. The jeers and taunts from the audience made him lose his reason.

"Shi Yan, I'll kill you!"

A pair of energy claws materialized on his hands, and a sharp intent shot forth with his Blood Essence.

He wanted to tear Shi Yan's body apart!

With an explosion of Blood Essence, Lu Jian'an charged at Shi Yan.

But the next moment, his body slammed into an invisible, solid wall before being violently thrown back. After a few rolls, he fell off the stage.

"This..."

The sudden turn of events shocked many.

Was a mysterious force intervening to help Shi Yan?

"Trash! Using a Supernatural Ability against a freshman."

Soon, a voice made everyone recall the rules.

Senior students were forbidden from using Supernatural Abilities!

"Shi Yan wins!"

At this moment, another, slightly displeased voice rang out, declaring the end of the battle.

The scene fell silent for a moment, then erupted into the thunderous cheers of the new students.

A freshman had actually won!

After all, in recent years, only Zhang Yunya had managed a draw against her opponent.

And now, her record had been broken!

Unlike the excited crowd, Shi Yan frowned slightly.

[Defeated Second Tier Martial Artist, Martial Virtue Points +16]

He was a little disappointed; the Martial Virtue Points from a Second Tier Martial Artist were a bit low.

Of course, it might be because he didn't use any Supernatural Abilities against Lu Jian'an, and his opponent wasn't strong.

Just as he was about to start the next match, a new notification made him pause.

[Defeated Second Tier Martial Artist, Promoted Martial Virtue, Martial Virtue Points +1]

[Defeated Second Tier Martial Artist, Promoted Martial Virtue, Martial Virtue Points +1]

A total of seven notifications appeared in succession, increasing his Martial Virtue Points by seven.

Shi Yan glanced at the many spectators below and a guess formed in his mind: beating people up where others could see him also increased his Martial Virtue Points, and the more people saw, the more points he gained!?

It seemed to be the case.

His eyes lit up, and then he said in a deep voice, "Who else?"