Me?! Teach Chen An a Lesson?!

Me?! Teach Chen An a Lesson?! "Whoosh!!~~"

As the instructor's announcement on Arena One fell, the entire No. 1 Martial Arts Grounds erupted in another uproar.

A quarter of an hour ago, no one would have imagined that Chen An, the perennial bottom-dweller and dead last of Geng Class, would defeat Liu Qingyun—the talented Class A prodigy with extraordinary gifts, an illustrious background, and cultivation at the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

What was even more outrageous—

It had been an instant kill!

"Holy shit! A sixth-level Qi Condensation cultivator crossed realms and cut down a ninth-level Qi Condensation cultivator? Our county school had such a beast hidden away?!"

"More than just crossing realms—it was a genuine instant kill! It was over in the blink of an eye from start to finish. That's too ridiculous!"

"I knew it! Why else would Shen Qinglan take a liking to that low-cultivation deadweight? So he'd been playing the pig to eat the tiger all along, hiding his true strength!"

"A sixth-level Qi Condensation cultivator instantly killed a ninth-level one and crippled his dantian with one palm! With that kind of combat power, even someone at Qi Condensation perfection probably couldn't do it, right?!"

Facing the shocked and astonished gazes of the entire crowd, Chen An's lips curled slightly as he stepped down from the platform.

"Chen An, you..."

When she saw Chen An come down, a flash of shock and suspicion passed through Shen Qinglan's beautiful eyes. She looked him up and down before asking probinglly, "Do you still remember when you were seven, when you fell out of a tree trying to pick peaches?!"

"Did that happen? How come I don't remember it?!"

Chen An raised an eyebrow, glanced at Shen Qinglan, and smiled. "I clearly remember that you were the one clamoring to pick pears from the corner of the courtyard. You climbed too high, lost your footing, fell from the tree, and even broke your left arm. In the end, I was the one who carried you to find a physician. How did you end up remembering it as me?"

Only then did Shen Qinglan feel slightly relieved.

Chen An's recent changes had truly unsettled her. She had even wondered whether someone had switched him out.

But after hearing Chen An mention something only the two of them knew, the doubts in her heart finally vanished.

"Pah! You're the one remembering it wrong. If I say it was you, then it was you. You still dare talk back?!" Shen Qinglan's ears reddened slightly. Raising her snow-white chin, she wore the overbearing expression of a bossy big sister.

"Fine, whatever you say!"

Seeing Shen Qinglan acting so unreasonable and domineering, Chen An shrugged and did not continue arguing with her.

Only when Chen An went along with her did a smile bloom on Shen Qinglan's pretty face. "All right, I'm going back to my assessment. After this martial examination, I'll settle the score with you properly!"

With that, Shen Qinglan shot him a glance and returned to Arena Two in a waft of fragrance.

Chen An's match with Liu Qingyun had come to an end.

But the martial examination did not end there. It continued in an orderly fashion.

After one round of examinations, thirty-eight students remained on Arena One, and the second round began.

In the second round, Chen An faced a student at the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

Although that eighth-level Qi Condensation student had been on guard against him after witnessing his battle with Liu Qingyun,

with Chen An's cultivation and mastery of martial techniques, he still easily knocked him unconscious with one palm within three moves.

Of course, that was only because Chen An had held back, unwilling to cause too great a sensation.

In the third round, Chen An faced a student at the tenth level of Qi Condensation. He still crushed him with ease, breaking three of his ribs with a single punch on the fifth move.

The fourth round...

The fifth round...

In the end, in the final arena match, Chen An defeated a student at Qi Condensation perfection in eight moves and claimed the championship of Arena One.

At the same time, the champion of Arena Two was, as expected, Shen Qinglan. As for Arena Three, its champion was a Class A student at the eleventh level of Qi Condensation named Zhou Shuyan.

Afterward, the three drew lots again. Chen An unfortunately drew Zhou Shuyan as his opponent, while Shen Qinglan was lucky enough to receive a bye.

"Chen An, be careful. Zhou Shuyan is from the Zhou Family. Although he's only at the eleventh level of Qi Condensation, he has mastered a high-grade Profound-rank martial technique, Thunderbolt Wind-Rending Palm, and has cultivated it to the minor success stage. His strength is even greater than that of an ordinary Qi Condensation perfection cultivator!"

Before he went up, Shen Qinglan pulled Chen An aside and quietly told him everything she knew about Zhou Shuyan.

"Mm, all right. I understand!"

Chen An nodded and gave Shen Qinglan a faint smile, his expression confident and composed. Then he turned and strode toward the arena.

Looking at Chen An's back, Shen Qinglan was no longer as nervous as before. Instead, she felt a faint sense of anticipation.

After this martial examination, she could already see that Chen An was no longer the ordinary, unremarkable little brother she had once thought needed her care.

If he could defeat an opponent at Qi Condensation perfection in eight moves, then even if Zhou Shuyan came from the Zhou Family and had mastered a high-grade Profound-rank martial technique to the minor success stage, he would not be Chen An's match.

On the arena!

Zhou Shuyan wore a plain white martial uniform. He stood tall and straight, his features handsome and refined, his brows carrying the composed pride unique to a scion of a great family. With his hands clasped behind his back, he gazed calmly at Chen An as he slowly ascended the platform, a strange glint flashing through his eyes.

In truth, although he had been at Arena Four just now, he had long been fully aware of Chen An's record of consecutive victories and repeated realm-crossing defeats.

Whether it was Chen An instantly killing ninth-level Qi Condensation Liu Qingyun while only at the sixth level, or defeating those at the tenth level and Qi Condensation perfection afterward, it all proved that this suddenly risen dark horse from Geng Class possessed combat power far beyond ordinary people.

What made him most wary was that even Xiao Qiyuan, his Class A classmate whose cultivation had reached Qi Condensation perfection, could not last ten moves against Chen An before being defeated.

Though he believed he could defeat Xiao Qiyuan, even with his strength, he would need two hundred moves—perhaps even more than three hundred—to be certain of winning.

Chen An, by contrast, had defeated Xiao Qiyuan in merely eight moves.

Comparing the two, the gap was as clear as night and day.

Originally, Zhou Shuyan had not intended to continue contending with Chen An in this battle.

To him, as long as he was not first place, second or third place no longer mattered.

And in his heart, first place had long since been assigned to Shen Qinglan, who had already stepped into the Houtian Realm.

But when he recalled the instructions from his ancestor that had reached his ears just after the drawing of lots, his scalp immediately went numb.

His ancestor actually wanted him to teach Chen An a good lesson in the coming match?!

What?!

Me, teach Chen An a lesson?!

Zhou Shuyan felt both like laughing and crying on the spot. He wanted nothing more than to rush up to the high platform and ask his ancestor face-to-face:

"Ancestor, have you misunderstood something? Where did you see that I have the strength to teach Chen An a lesson?!"

But that was, after all, his family's ancestor.

Whether because of his ancestor's status or because he was a Xiantian Realm expert, Zhou Shuyan had no room to refuse or disobey.

So Zhou Shuyan could only abandon his original thoughts, steel himself, step onto the arena, and prepare to take on this battle!