For three weeks, the School Forum had been abuzz, with countless students following the battle.
"Impressive. Xia Ping is practically invincible."
"Over a hundred clubs—over a hundred! He challenged every single one of them in just three weeks. Not one was spared."
"Those senior students claimed to be invincible in the Martial Artist Realm. They'd held back from advancing for three years, and some even had the King Bloodline. They talked a big game, but Xia Ping beat the crap out of them. Now they're lying in the hospital, wailing."
"Exactly. The hospitals are packed now. You can barely find an empty bed."
"There were a few seniors who used to brag, but who knows where they've gone now? Who still dares call Xia Ping a fraud? Who'll dare challenge him to his face? If you've got the guts, step up."
"Spring hasn't spoken first, so which bug dares to chirp?"
The students on the forum were all abuzz with discussion. Xia Ping's record had completely stunned them. For three weeks straight, he'd beaten over a hundred clubs, leaving no one able to stand against him.
Such a record was unprecedented—something they'd never heard of before.
Even if someone could take on a single club alone, no one could challenge over a hundred clubs in a row without even stopping to catch their breath. Just the exhaustion of their true qi would keep them from lasting long.
The problem was that Xia Ping was a complete monster. He'd fought for so long, and no one had ever seen him run out of strength.
"Go on, keep talking. Weren't those Cloud Sky Realm students so full of themselves? Get a few of them to challenge Xia Ping one-on-one. Let's see who really is the top expert at Yanhuang University."
Just then,