Incontinence Again! Applying to Challenge Lu Jue!

Zhang Yang froze in place, his hand extended towards the referee still hanging in the air, trembling slightly.

Zhao He said nothing, not even showing any expression, but Zhang Yang understood the full meaning in his eyes.

Within the circle of powerful families' offspring, hierarchy was equally strict.

Over eighty percent of Zhang Yang's family's businesses relied on the Zhao Family for survival. In other words, even if Zhao He broke his limbs, his parents would only applaud. In this dog-eat-dog world, dependents never had the right to refuse.

Zhao He's intention at this moment was crystal clear.

If it were a normal surrender, it would be one thing, given the clear disparity in strength.

But now that Lu Jue had presented such terms, if he didn't even dare to try for such an opportunity, it would be a pure disgrace to the entire circle of powerful families.

Zhang Yang painstakingly turned his neck, facing the center of the arena again.

Lu Jue was still standing there, his posture as relaxed as if he were watching an irrelevant farce.

"I..."

Zhang Yang's throat tightened, his voice dry as sandpaper friction: "I'll fight!"

These two words were spoken with extreme difficulty, yet they instantly sent the entire venue into a frenzy.

"Now that's more like it!"

"Damn! These terms make me want to try myself!"

"Lu Jue is strong, but he's not known for his speed. Short fists, long sword. As long as he times it right, just touching his sleeve is a huge opportunity!"

"Why do I feel like they're acting? Could Lu Jue have been bribed by them?"

As soon as this was said, the audience erupted in discussion.

"Don't you find it strange? Zhang Yang was timid just a moment ago, how did he suddenly dare to attack? And Lu Jue hasn't even taken a stance yet..."

"Money makes the world go 'round..."

"If Lu Jue could be bought, he wouldn't have gone so hard on Jiang Youwei earlier!"

"It's different. Jiang Youwei was just a dog of the powerful families, but Zhang Yang is a legitimate offspring of a powerful family!"

The discussions in the audience gradually split into two factions.

Some firmly believed in Lu Jue's integrity, thinking he would never collude with the powerful families. Others began to meticulously observe every detail on the stage, trying to find any clues.

Amidst these discussions, Zhang Yang's mind raced, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

He took two steps forward, deliberately lowering his voice so only they could hear:

"Classmate Lu Jue, we don't have any deep-seated hatred for each other, why must we fight to the death?"

His voice carried a deliberate fawning tone. "How about this? Let's put on a show. You let me touch you just a little, and after it's done, I'll transfer two hundred thousand to you!"

Lu Jue's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Five hundred thousand!"

Seeing the other party didn't refuse, Zhang Yang secretly rejoiced and quickly raised the price: "Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Four hundred!"

"Thirty thousand at most!" Zhang Yang said urgently.

"Deal!"

Zhang Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If this deal went through, he could not only save face but also give Zhao He an explanation.

As for the thirty thousand afterwards, with no signed agreement, no witnesses, and the ability to later claim Lu Jue was slandering him, who could do anything to him?

Even so, Zhang Yang was still a little uneasy.

He cautiously made two feints, first a false sword thrust towards Lu Jue's left shoulder, then he pretended to attack his lower body. Seeing that Lu Jue remained completely still, he finally felt a little relieved.

"You should move a little, don't make it too fake. After it's done, I'll hand over the thirty thousand with both hands!"

"My word as Zhang Yang is absolute!"

With that, Zhang Yang made his real move.

The long sword whistled through the air, aiming straight for Lu Jue's right sleeve.

He used eighty percent of his strength for this strike, leaving twenty percent as a reserve, ensuring both speed and the ability to change his move at any time.

In his plan, Lu Jue should have dodged symbolically, then perfectly allowed the sword tip to graze his sleeve.

However—

Where the sword edge passed, there was nothing!

He turned his head in horror, only to find that Lu Jue had somehow leaped away from his original position. The next second, a tremendous force slammed into his left cheek.

"Slap!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed like a thunderclap throughout the entire arena.

The force of this slap was so terrifying that Zhang Yang felt his entire head was about to explode. He staggered like a rag doll, spinning halfway around, several bloody teeth flying out of his mouth mixed with saliva.

At this moment, all his calculations vanished like smoke, and only one last thought screamed madly in his mind.

Surrender!

Must surrender immediately!

However, his mouth no longer obeyed him. His lips could only let out a muffled whimper, like the death cry of a dying beast.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Lu Jue stepped forward again. The instant Zhang Yang's body touched the ground, he brought his right foot down with immense force—

"Crack!"

The sound of bone breaking was so clear that it sent a chill down the spines of the entire audience. Zhang Yang's right arm twisted at an angle that completely defied its natural structure. The stark white bone shards even pierced through his skin and flesh, gleaming terrifyingly in the sunlight.

"Ah—!"

A piercing scream finally erupted from Zhang Yang's throat. The excruciating pain surged through his entire body like a tide, and every nerve ending shrieked wildly.

The moment his body convulsed from the agony, his sphincter completely lost control. A stream of warm liquid suddenly gushed down his pant leg, forming a noticeable wet patch on the stage. He had lost control of his bladder again in front of everyone!

He curled up on the ground with all his might, twitching violently like a crushed insect, tears and snot streaming down his face. He was a far cry from the dignified young master of a powerful family.

Lu Jue's right foot had just lifted, and before he could bring it down on Zhang Yang's left arm, the referee had already rushed forward and loudly announced:

"Zhang Yang has lost the ability to fight. Lu Jue wins!"

The entire process, from Zhang Yang's attack to his complete defeat, took only a few short breaths.

This lightning-fast turn of events left the entire audience in a brief silence before erupting into thunderous cheers and jeers.

"Who dares say Lu Jue was bought now!?"

A booming voice exploded from the stands, filled with triumphant satisfaction.

"Exactly! That slap, that kick, it was aimed right at those arrogant young masters from powerful families!"

"He was so scared he peed his pants, hahaha! He's the first one today!"

"Hahaha! I finally understand what Lu Jue meant by that remark. It seems Zhang Yang has peed himself before?"

"What powerful young masters? They're all paper tigers in front of real strength!"

The applause was like thunder, the cheers like a surging tide.

Many commoner students excitedly stood up from their seats, waving their arms vigorously.

For them, this quarterfinal match had been too oppressive.

Countless commoner contestants had either been crushed by absolute strength or had exhausted their stamina under the relentless attacks of the powerful families, falling down covered in wounds.

Each defeat of a commoner felt like a heavier stone being placed on their hearts.

Lu Jue's victory was not only exhilarating but also delivered a resounding slap to the entire powerful elite!

In the VIP seats, Zhao He's face was so dark it looked like it could drip water. He glanced with disgust at the wet patch on the stage, his lips twitching slightly.

The other young masters of powerful families beside him also had grim expressions. Some exchanged uneasy glances, while others instinctively avoided the burning gazes from below.

Amidst the roaring crowd, a dark figure soared onto the stage like a hawk!

"Referee!"

A burly man in branded training clothes landed steadily, his voice like a booming bell. "I challenge Lu Jue! I want to advance the fourth round of the competition!"