Bloody Battle

"Over here!"

Liu Tianyu's voice suddenly rang out. He shoved through the crowd and lunged forward, his face twisted in a cold, vicious sneer as he slammed a palm toward Mu Qing.

That palm was surging with thick, dense Origin Force, carrying a terrifying momentum.

His other hand hung limp at his side, temporarily useless. His fingers had been charred black by the impact of Mu Qing's Thunderstorm Fist, and the unique paralyzing effect of the fourth stage of the technique had rendered that arm completely immobile for the time being.

Even with only one arm, the power Liu Tianyu unleashed was nothing to scoff at. His palm landed squarely on Mu Qing's chest with a loud bang, accompanied by the sickening sound of ribs fracturing.

Mu Qing's entire body shuddered violently. He spat out a mouthful of blood as intense pain flared within him.

Yet, he endured it all. A terrifying, ferocious glint erupted in his eyes as he reached out and clamped his hand onto Liu Tianyu's palm.

Liu Tianyu was horrified. He hadn't expected Mu Qing to be this ruthless, willing to endure such agony just to grab him. Furthermore, Mu Qing's strength far exceeded his imagination; that blood-stained hand felt like an iron vice, locking him firmly in place.

"Oh no!" Liu Tianyu's expression shifted. He saw the cold, murderous intensity in Mu Qing's eyes.

Mu Qing grinned, his mouth still stained with blood, looking chillingly cold. The next moment, he channeled the Origin Force from his mind and unleashed a Thunderstorm Fist that exploded against Liu Tianyu's chest.

This was Mu Qing's full-force strike. The two tons of power erupted in an instant. Even with his Blood Qi at the eighth stage, Liu Tianyu couldn't withstand it. The flesh on his chest burst open, turning charred and black, and no one knew how many of his ribs had been shattered inside.

Liu Tianyu vomited blood and was sent flying backward, knocking over several students as he landed, severely injured.

At this moment, Song Yalan hurriedly rushed over. Because of her Blood Spirit, her Origin Force contained powerful restorative properties. She pressed her palms against Liu Tianyu, helping him recover from his wounds.

At the same time, her gaze shifted toward Mu Qing in the distance.

That figure, despite being covered in wounds, showed no fear even when facing the siege of hundreds. The terrifying power he displayed made many of the surrounding students tremble with dread.

In that instant, Song Yalan felt as if leaving Mu Qing to covet the resources of the Wang Family had been a wrong choice.

"Impossible! No matter how strong Mu Qing is, he can't possibly be a match for hundreds of people. Wang Haixuan hasn't even made his move yet; Wang Haixuan will definitely be able to defeat him!" she shook her head.

Deep down, she even harbored a dark thought: if Mu Qing died, it would prove that her choice had been entirely correct. She found herself looking forward to Wang Haixuan using the power of the Wang Family to kill Mu Qing!

"Why is his strength so powerful?" Liu Tianyu's injuries had recovered slightly. Recalling the power Mu Qing had just unleashed, he found it hard to believe.

That strength completely surpassed his own, and he was at the seventh stage of Blood Qi!

Surrounded by the crowd, Mu Qing cast a cold gaze around him. He had used his Origin Force to briefly stem his bleeding. Although he was covered in wounds, the students from the North Campus nearby no longer dared to attack.

They looked at the ground, seeing how many students had been beaten into critical condition by this terrifying man. Some were nearly half-dead; his strikes had been incredibly ruthless.

"Demon Mu! This guy is a total demon!"

Some students were shivering with fear. They didn't dare step forward, terrified that they would be the next ones lying on the ground.

For a moment, Mu Qing stood alone, blocking the path where Yang Shanshan and the others had retreated. Despite being surrounded by the many North Campus students, not a single person dared to approach him.

The terrifying strength and dominance Mu Qing displayed left everyone feeling a sense of heart-palpitating dread.

Even the school teachers watching from the shadows were deeply shocked, their faces filled with awe.

Because of the brutal incident unfolding between Mu Qing and the many North Campus students, the teachers had gathered nearby, worried about potential casualties.

Even three vice-principals had arrived, observing from the shadows.

They were watching secretly, ready to use mysterious methods to whisk away the students Mu Qing had beaten half-dead so they could receive basic medical treatment.

Mu Qing panted heavily. He noticed that several students lying in pools of blood had inexplicably vanished from under everyone's noses, and he couldn't help but sigh at the terrifying capability of the school teachers.

However, the teachers in the shadows were also marveling at Mu Qing's terrifying strength.

"What do we do? Should we intervene and stop this?"

Vice-Principal Lin Yuan didn't know what the best course of action was, and the ordinary teachers just looked at each other in dismay.

In the history of West Lake High School, many Mock Exams had been held, but never before had a single student dominated an entire campus.

Previously, they had praised Liu Tianyu highly, believing him to be the undisputed champion of the Mock Exam, someone even Wang Haixuan couldn't compare to.

They had also noted Mu Qing's combat prowess, but before this, his strength had only been equivalent to the sixth stage of Blood Qi at best, so the teachers had merely considered him "decent."

But now, they were all stunned.

All the teachers were experts at the sixth rank or higher. They had participated in all kinds of battles, fought in the domains of fierce beasts, and lived their lives on the edge of a blade.

They naturally knew the effects of the Vermilion Fruit from the Ape Nest; it could indeed help one rapidly increase their cultivation, but it wouldn't increase one's combat power in the slightest.

Mu Qing's current strength was entirely his own doing.

Lei Kai stepped through the void. Looking down from high above, Mu Qing appeared as nothing more than a tiny black dot, like an ant, while the North Campus students formed a vast, dark sea, like a rushing torrent.

Yet, it was this one man who had single-handedly held back all the students of the North Campus, allowing Yang Shanshan and Jiang Yuanjie to escape safely.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so terrifying. When I was his age, I don't think I was this strong or impressive!" Lei Kai suddenly sighed with emotion.

"Do not act rashly for now. Everything must follow the rules of the Mock Exam," Tai Lie spoke up at this moment.

As a vice-principal, his words carried immense weight. He stepped through the void, calming the teachers and prioritizing the rescue of the students who were on the verge of death.

The school teachers nodded and said nothing more.

They had panicked earlier and wanted to intervene in the Mock Exam because Mu Qing's strikes were too heavy. He could take out students of the same rank with a single punch, and those at the fifth stage of Blood Qi couldn't withstand him at all—several were already on the brink of death.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! He doesn't have much Origin Force left! Wear him down!" Liu Tianyu, with Song Yalan's help, could barely manage to fight again.

He stepped forward, restoring the fighting spirit of the many North Campus students.

It seemed that among the North Campus students, Liu Tianyu was like a spiritual leader.

"Wang Haixuan and I will do our best to hold Mu Qing back. You all find a way to bypass him and hunt down Yang Shanshan and the others!" Liu Tianyu's expression was cold.

Clearly, he had not given up on the Vermilion Fruit; it was a treasure that could allow him to break through to the eighth stage of Blood Qi.

Wang Haixuan came to Liu Tianyu's side. In his eyes, besides hatred for Mu Qing, there was also a desire and greed for the Vermilion Fruit.

In their eyes, the reason Mu Qing possessed such powerful combat strength was because he had consumed the Vermilion Fruit.

Therefore, they were extremely desperate for the fruit.

They changed their strategy, knowing they couldn't defeat Mu Qing in a short time, so the two of them would hold Mu Qing back while the other students found an opportunity to bypass him and seize the Vermilion Fruit.

Yang Shanshan and Jiang Yuanjie were already seriously injured; it would only take a few students at the fifth stage of Blood Qi to easily seize the Vermilion Fruit!

Wang Haixuan and Liu Tianyu exchanged a glance without saying a word. The next moment, their figures surged forward, unleashing martial arts as they charged at Mu Qing.

The other students also moved, scattering to bypass Mu Qing and seize the Vermilion Fruit.

Mu Qing's expression turned cold. With a roar, electric light flickered on his body as he strode forward, slamming a fist into one of them.

The student's pupils contracted, blood spraying uncontrollably from his mouth as the bones in his body cracked, and he flew backward like a sandbag.

"I said, whoever wants to pass, dies!"

Mu Qing's eyes were so cold they were practically freezing, chilling to the bone.

He had warned them, but the North Campus students remained indifferent because Liu Tianyu had stepped forward again, reigniting their fighting spirit.

This made Mu Qing very angry, and unconsciously, the force he exerted with his hands grew greater and greater.

Every student he caught up to vomited blood and flew backward; he was like a human meat grinder, constantly reaping.

Blood stained Mu Qing's face, making him look truly like a demon.

This ferocity made even the school teachers shudder.

"Your opponents are us!"

Liu Tianyu and Wang Haixuan rushed over. They surrounded Mu Qing from the left and right, attacking with heavy palm winds one moment and fire-wreathed fists the next.

Mu Qing was struggling to hold his own against the two of them.

In particular, Wang Haixuan had cultivated three types of martial arts, possessing advanced techniques for attack, defense, and speed.

Mu Qing forced Liu Tianyu's palm back with a kick and unleashed a Thunderstorm Fist at Wang Haixuan.

But Wang Haixuan ignored it, letting Mu Qing's fist slam into his body.

With a metallic clang, Wang Haixuan's entire body shook and he spat out blood, but he was not seriously harmed.

At the critical moment, he had activated the Golden Bell Cover, neutralizing most of the power of Mu Qing's Thunderstorm Fist, and then, with a sinister grin, he struck Mu Qing hard with his fire-wreathed fist.

Having broken through to the seventh stage of Blood Qi, Wang Haixuan was, in some respects, even more terrifying than Liu Tianyu—after all, he was someone who had cultivated three martial arts!

Mu Qing vomited a mouthful of blood, suffering a heavy injury this time, but there was no time for him to recover, as Liu Tianyu on the other side had already channeled his Origin Force and struck with a palm.

He continued to resist, but seeing many North Campus students bypass him and chase in the direction Yang Shanshan and the others had fled, a fierce glint flickered in his eyes.

Mu Qing roared, his full two tons of strength erupting. He unleashed the Thunderstorm Fist repeatedly, forcing both Liu Tianyu and Wang Haixuan to retreat dozens of steps.

His figure flashed as he charged back into the midst of the North Campus students, striking everyone he saw; every chest he hit was left charred black and smoking.