You Must Please Me Well

Just like the student before him, Lin Hao held him in his hand like a dead dog.

"I went too fast earlier, you didn't see it clearly. This time I slowed it down—did you see it now?" With that, he tossed the student off the stage. The medical staff quickly checked his condition. After a moment, they gave the same result as the previous Silver Grade student.

Everyone was stunned when they heard the result. Who knew how many punches Lin Hao had landed on that team member in those five minutes? All they saw was that the poor guy couldn't even touch the ground—just kept flying around in the air, nonstop for five whole minutes.

Lin Hao didn't look at Mo Yu. Instead, he turned his gaze to the last Silver Grade team member on the stage. The moment that Silver Grade student met Lin Hao's eyes, his legs gave out and he dropped to his knees. Lin Hao smirked at Mo Yu. "You're Mo Yu, the top genius of Modu Martial University, right? Is this the kind of spirit a genius from Modu Martial University should have?" He pointed at the kneeling team member.

Mo Yu glanced back at his teammate with disgust. "Get off yourself."

A martial artist who had lost the courage to fight was just embarrassing their school on stage. The team member, hearing Mo Yu's words like a pardon, scrambled up and ran off the stage. He didn't want to stay up there for even a second longer. Now only Lin Hao, Mo Yu, and the Referee remained on stage.

"I have to admit, I underestimated you before. Whether you've been hiding your strength or the intel was wrong—an E-class talent with a Lightning elemental ability pulling off something like this... I'll admit you're a rare genius."

"Heh. I don't need your acknowledgment for my strength." Lin Hao gave a contemptuous smile.

"True. What my teammates did earlier was a bit much. But I don't think it was wrong. This world has always been about the strong ruling. The weak get bullied. Only by becoming strong yourself can you be truly strong."

"Heh." Lin Hao smiled faintly. "You're right. This world is ruled by the strong. People's strength and talent may differ, but dignity and honor shouldn't have ranks. The nation gave your top-tier martial university plenty of resources—was it so you could bully the weak? I can't be bothered to say another word to people like you."

Then he glanced at the Principal of Modu Martial University. "I just crippled two of your team members—that's payback for Wang Meng and Xia Qiuling. As for Lei Yunfan's debt, I'll collect it from your captain here."

"Fine, fine, fine, Lin Hao. I didn't expect a freak like you to come out of Shancheng Martial University. But thinking you can get revenge on Mo Yu is a pipe dream. I'd like to see what gives you such confidence." The Principal of Modu Martial University's face was dark. Today had been a complete loss of face. Four against one, two crippled, one scared off. Win or lose, his old face had nowhere to hide.

Lin Hao didn't waste words. He crooked a finger at Mo Yu. "Come on."

Mo Yu didn't dare take it lightly. His aura exploded instantly, Gold-rank combat power on full display. With a swing of his Azure Fire Nether Halberd, he charged at Lin Hao. A Gold-rank martial artist's speed was on a whole different level from Silver Grade. In an instant, Mo Yu was right in front of Lin Hao. The Azure Fire Nether Halberd whistled through the air as he thrust it straight at Lin Hao without hesitation. Lin Hao didn't strike back—he just dodged with clever footwork.

The waiting area and audience below were eerily quiet, eyes locked on the two on stage. Mo Yu's attacks were fierce, each aimed at Lin Hao's vitals, while Lin Hao handled them with ease. After a dozen exchanges, Mo Yu had gained nothing.

"This won't work." Facing Lin Hao's calm composure, Mo Yu retreated out of combat range. His attacks had done nothing to Lin Hao. But Lin Hao wasn't about to give him time to think. Stomping his feet, he shot forward like a cannonball, fist aimed at Mo Yu. Fist met halberd, but this time Lin Hao was the one attacking. Against Lin Hao's punches, Mo Yu could only barely defend.

"This guy's bare-handed combat is already at this level—screw the E-class talent, screw the Lightning elemental ability," Mo Yu cursed inwardly.

But he had no real answer to Lin Hao's rain of punches.

Then, suddenly, Lin Hao's body blazed with lightning. Countless thin strands of Black Lightning coiled around him.

Skill: Thunder Prison Instant Space Flash!

With the boost from Thunder Prison Instant Space Flash, Lin Hao's speed skyrocketed. Before Mo Yu could react, Lin Hao's fist sent him flying.

Lin Hao gave him no chance. The moment Mo Yu was launched, Lin Hao stepped forward and caught up to him mid-air. Clasping his hands together above his head, he slammed another heavy punch down on Mo Yu. But Mo Yu was a Gold-rank martial artist after all. In that split second of being knocked back, he reacted. He quickly raised his Azure Fire Nether Halberd horizontally to block Lin Hao's strike.

When Mo Yu steadied himself, his eyes were full of shock. The speed Lin Hao had just shown was beyond what a Gold-rank martial artist could keep up with. He'd only managed to block thanks to battle experience and quick reflexes.

Lin Hao smirked. "What's wrong? Can't keep up with a little show of strength? That won't do—you haven't entertained me enough yet."

Mo Yu calmed down. His aura exploded, and the Azure Fire Nether Halberd in his hand blazed with green light.

Skill: Gilded Void Breaking Whirlwind!

As Mo Yu swung the halberd, fierce winds suddenly swept across the stage. Eight dark green energy cyclones formed at different points, all charging at Lin Hao. Lin Hao's eyes narrowed. Wind force? He activated Thunder Prison Instant Space Flash repeatedly, dodging the cyclones. But each cyclone he evaded changed direction and kept chasing him.

Lin Hao wasn't flustered. Just as the eight energy cyclones were about to collide into him, he leaped high into the air. The eight cyclones crashed together, triggering a massive explosion. The terrifying wind force shredded everything within the blast radius, even blasting a deep crater into the unyielding stage.

Mo Yu's eyes sharpened. This was exactly what he'd been waiting for—Lin Hao jumping into the air. He tossed his Azure Fire Nether Halberd upward and formed hand seals. Skill: Wing Shadow Across the Sky Slash!

The Azure Fire Nether Halberd split into nine. Nine halberds, each glowing with eerie green light, shot toward Lin Hao. Lin Hao's body blazed with lightning, but he didn't dodge. The nine halberds struck him. Another terrifying explosion erupted. Even the Referee moved. With a wave of his hand, a massive energy shield covered the entire stage, blocking the blast the moment it touched the barrier.

"Hahaha! No way you came out of a direct hit from an Earth Grade skill unscathed! Hahahaha!" Mo Yu laughed wildly, and even the Principal of Modu Martial University below was smiling.

On the other side, the Shancheng Martial University team looked grim. "Damn, that attack could've one-shot a Silver Grade!"

"Is Great God Lin okay?"

Even Jiang Weiwei and Su Xiaorui looked worried.

In the VIP seats, Xiao Rou saw her brother get hit and cried, trying to run and save him, but Lin Yueyue held her tight. Xiao Rou struggled in her arms.

"Don't worry. Big brother will be fine." Fang Yao smiled at Xiao Rou. Hearing Fang Yao's voice, Xiao Rou stopped struggling. "Sister's not lying to Xiao Rou?" Her big eyes were still filled with tears.

"Of course sister won't lie to Xiao Rou." Fang Yao smiled and took Xiao Rou into her arms, wiping her tears. Lin Yueyue was also anxious. "That brat better be okay. How am I supposed to explain to Mom if something happens?"

Smoke and dust filled the entire stage. Everyone above and below waited in silence, only Mo Yu's unrestrained laughter echoing through the arena.