Now This Is What You Call Bullying the Weak

Lin Hao gave him a cold, indifferent look.

"Heh, how ridiculous. Don't you Modu Martial University types all fancy yourselves geniuses? Don't you love toying with teammates weaker than you? Now that I'm using your own methods against you, suddenly I'm the cruel one? Remember, you're geniuses—Silver Grade, even Gold Rank geniuses. To you, a mere Bronze Grade like me is nothing but trash."

Every word Lin Hao spoke struck straight into the hearts of everyone present. The Principal of Modu Martial University fell silent, merely glaring at Lin Hao with fury. Modu Martial University had always revered strength above all, which led stronger students to look down on the weak. That was their teaching method—a way to drive every Modu student to strive harder.

"It's not over yet. The match has only just begun." Lin Hao flashed a sinister smile, a grin that hit Mo Yu and the other two Modu Martial University students like a demon descending.

Aside from Mo Yu, the remaining two Modu students were trembling in their legs. They were afraid—terrified by Lin Hao's ruthless methods. Before this, they had been lofty geniuses at their school. Now, in front of Lin Hao, they felt less than ants.

"From now on, geniuses, I'm going to show you what fear really means." As Lin Hao's voice faded, he vanished from his spot again. Among those present, only the principals of each school and Fang Wei and Jiang Tianhai on the judges' panel could track Lin Hao's position.

"Don't panic! Stand back-to-back and defend!" Mo Yu shouted a warning. The other two quickly formed a triangular formation with him.

The Referee was also on edge. Even he couldn't clearly see Lin Hao's footwork. If Lin Hao truly went for the kill, the Referee didn't know if he could intervene in time.

One minute. Another full minute of silence.

The entire venue was eerily quiet—so still you could hear a pin drop.

No one dared make a sound. What was the worst thing of all? The wait for death to arrive. That brief minute of waiting stretched into an eternity for the three Modu Martial University students. Mo Yu and his teammates dared not move, afraid to give Lin Hao an opening. Mo Yu, as a Gold Rank martial artist, fared slightly better, but his two teammates suffered. They shuddered recalling their comrade's gruesome fate just moments ago. Now they felt like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, at Lin Hao's mercy at any moment.

Suddenly, Lin Hao's voice drifted eerily through the arena: "Scared? Aren't you Modu's geniuses? Do geniuses get scared too?" The voice came from all directions, impossible to pinpoint.

Without warning, one of the Modu Martial University members was sent flying backward. Even Mo Yu, a Gold Rank, couldn't react in time. Lin Hao punched the student in the face, blow after blow. Just as the student was about to hit the ground, Lin Hao punched him back into the air. Screams rang out. That Silver Grade martial artist had no power to resist at all, letting himself be batted around like a ball in midair.

"Captain, save... ah!" The student's nose and mouth were full of blood; he couldn't even form a complete sentence. Mo Yu rushed over to assist, but Lin Hao wouldn't give him the chance. With another punch, he sent the student flying to the other side of the platform.

"So this is a genius? You call yourselves geniuses? A bunch of trash! Don't you love bullying the weak and lording over the powerless? Today, I'll teach you what it really means to bully the weak."

"Dammit, Lin Hao, if you've got guts, come at me!" Mo Yu chased Lin Hao across the platform, but there was no way he could catch up at his speed.

"Captain, save me!" The battered student kept screaming for help.

The Screams rose and fell, sending chills down the spines of everyone watching.

"Dammit, is an E-class Lightning elemental ability really this strong? That's not what the books say. Did the books lie to me?" Mo Yu sprinted wildly across the platform, chasing Lin Hao, who kept batting the student around like a ball. The other Modu student on the field was now weak in the knees, not daring to make a sound, terrified Lin Hao would target him next.

In the preparation zone, the Shancheng Martial University team members were all roaring with excitement. Great God Lin had avenged them. All the humiliation they'd suffered before was released in that moment.

"Great God Lin, way to go!"

"Great God Lin, keep pounding him!"

"Yeah, get revenge for Wang Meng and the others. Beat them hard!"

Jiang Weiwei and Su Xiaorui had their mouths slightly open. They knew Lin Hao was strong, but they'd never seen him so cold—except for that time he fought the Platinum rank fierce beast.

In the VIP seats, Lin Xiaorou was still clapping for her brother, hopping in place. Lin Yueyue was speechless for a long moment. "When did this brat get so strong?" Fang Yao's eyes sparkled with admiration. "So the dummy's actually this powerful?"

On the judges' panel, Jiang Tianhai rubbed his forehead. "That Lin Hao kid doesn't seem to have a very big heart." Fang Wei was already numb. Suddenly, he snapped to attention and stared at Jiang Tianhai, making the latter's scalp tingle. "Old Jiang, tell me the truth—is that incredible kid you mentioned Lin Hao? Did you already know he was this strong?"

Jiang Tianhai coughed awkwardly. "Old Fang, Lin Hao's talent was discovered by my Weiwei first. You can't steal him from me." Jiang Tianhai had even given Lin Hao the Concentration Method; if Fang Wei snatched him away, that would be a huge loss. Besides, Jiang Tianhai knew Fang Wei's daughter seemed to have a special relationship with Lin Hao. He had to keep Lin Hao firmly in his grasp—no one else was taking him.

In the preparation area, all the principals of the other martial universities were staring intently at Lin Hao. The strength he displayed was already beyond what a Silver Grade could handle. They quickly flipped through their materials. When they saw Lin Hao's file from Shancheng Martial University, every principal's mouth twitched. Dammit, what was the Shancheng principal thinking? This kid was an E-class talent with a Lightning elemental ability?

The participating students were also staring blankly at the platform. Was an E-class Lightning elemental ability really this strong? Weren't Lightning abilities supposed to be ranged combat? What was happening on the field? A melee mage? Their brains were short-circuiting.

In the Longcheng Martial University preparation zone, a young man sat on the bench, eyes locked on the platform. "Heh, interesting. Lin Hao, huh. To beat Modu Martial University so badly they can't even fight back. Looks like Modu's taken a hit this time. At this rate, we'll probably face him next round." There was no surprise in his eyes—only boundless fighting spirit. This was the Top Genius of Longcheng Martial University, Gold Rank martial artist Duan Yue.

On the platform now, Mo Yu had been chasing Lin Hao for a full five minutes, and Lin Hao had been beating the student for five minutes straight. The battered Silver Grade member's cries for help grew weaker and weaker. Suddenly, Lin Hao spread his Wind Thunder Twin Wings, grabbed the student, and hovered midair.