I'm Here to Give You Points

Honestly, after Lu Chong reached Martial Apprentice Stage 8, it was his first time fighting a student of the same level, so his previous moves were just a slight probe.

However, he now realized that these two students were actually quite weak.

The Martial Skills they used, he knew them all, and he was even more proficient in them.

As for his own Martial Skills, the opponents might not know their depth.

"Go, don't use Monument-Splitting Palm and Nine-Shadow Step, disrupt his rhythm."

Zhao Longfei, on the side, thought he was in control, but he didn't realize that the Heart-Piercing Kick Lu Chong had just used had actually reached the Perfection level.

The four no longer hesitated and attacked from four directions, one using Iron Wire Fist, one using Cloud Piercing Finger, one using Eagle Claw Technique, and one using Mountain Leaning Back.

It had to be said that these Stage 8 students from Class 1 were indeed quite strong.

They had not only cultivated Monument-Splitting Palm and Nine-Shadow Step, but each also had at least one Low-grade Martial Skill at the Microscopic level.

Of course, it wasn't that they didn't want to focus on cultivating their Martial Skills to Perfection, but after reaching Microscopic, the next step to Perfection couldn't be achieved through effort alone.

Rather than spending more time on Monument-Splitting Palm and Nine-Shadow Step, it was better to learn from each other and cultivate other Martial Skills.

Therefore, Lu Chong was now facing Iron Wire Fist, Cloud Piercing Finger, Eagle Claw Technique, and Mountain Leaning Back at the Microscopic level, all attacking him simultaneously.

If he hadn't practiced these Martial Skills before, he might have been flustered upon encountering them for the first time.

Unfortunately, Lu Chong had already cultivated these Martial Skills to Perfection long ago.

Thus, the various Martial Skills displayed by the four were full of flaws in his eyes.

Although Microscopic and Perfection were only one step apart, they were actually worlds apart.

With a slight shift of his feet, Lu Chong perfectly avoided the student who charged at him, and at the same time, used the student's momentum to push him into the embrace of the student behind him.

Almost simultaneously, Lu Chong arrived in front of the student using Iron Wire Fist on the left.

He unleashed a Monument-Splitting Palm, meeting the opponent's fist head-on.

Just as the student was about to unleash his full power to push Lu Chong back, he felt as if his punch had landed on empty air. Then, following Lu Chong's palm's pull, he was sent flying towards his companion in front of him.

Bang!

Iron Wire Fist collided with Eagle Claw Technique, and Mountain Leaning Back crashed into Cloud Piercing Finger, causing them to attack each other and fall into chaos.

Lu Chong didn't stop at this moment. He used the Nine-Shadow Step, which created continuous afterimages, weaving through the four people. He gave each of them a palm strike, not too heavy, not too light, just enough to knock them unconscious.

In the arena, being knocked unconscious meant immediate elimination.

Zhao Longfei watched from afar, his eyelids twitching. He couldn't even figure out how Lu Chong had done it.

Effortlessly defeating four classmates of the same level as himself, he couldn't have done it if it were him.

In fact, this seemingly easy victory was not as simple as it appeared.

If Lu Chong hadn't been able to see through the Martial Skills of these four and exploit their flaws, a head-on fight would have taken considerable effort.

In the monitoring hall, many teachers were also engrossed in watching, but their eyesight was no match for Zhao Longfei's.

These teachers and higher-ups, who were at least Martial Artists, were all battle-hardened veterans.

"How could he predict the moves and strength of those students, and use their force so easily? If you told me he hadn't practiced those Martial Skills, I wouldn't believe it," one teacher doubted.

"I don't know about anything else, but this student Lu Chong used Eagle Claw Technique and Heart-Piercing Kick earlier, and they were at least at the Microscopic level."

"It's not impossible that he's also proficient in Iron Wire Fist, Cloud Piercing Finger, and Mountain Leaning Back."

In the hunting ground, Zhao Longfei was already having second thoughts, as he felt he might not be able to defeat Lu Chong easily.

However, Lu Chong didn't want him to leave so easily.

"Didn't you say you were going to eliminate me? What, is this the result?" Lu Chong asked, walking towards Zhao Longfei step by step.

Zhao Longfei was in a dilemma, so he stayed put and continued to feign calmness, saying, "Don't get cocky too soon. If I didn't want to bully the weak, do you think you'd still be standing here?"

Lu Chong chuckled upon hearing this, "Is that so? Then you can try and see who eliminates whom first?"

Zhao Longfei wanted to trip him up in the mock exam, and Lu Chong also wanted to take this opportunity to teach him a lesson.

Such a blatant opportunity to beat someone up was hard to come by.

But at this moment, Zhao Longfei had calmed down, "You want me to attack you and get points deducted? Unfortunately, I won't fall for it."

Lu Chong continued to approach Zhao Longfei, shaking his head, "I think you've misunderstood."

"I'm not trying to get you to deduct points, I'm here to give you points."

"You don't want me to be at the top of the leaderboard, right? Fine, what if I give you 100 points?"

As his voice fell, Lu Chong, already using Nine-Shadow Step, charged at Zhao Longfei with murderous intent.

He had already decided that even if he lost 100 points, he would eliminate this guy who might sabotage him at any moment.

100 points was nothing; even if they were deducted, he would still be at the top of the leaderboard.

Zhao Longfei cursed him as a lunatic, hardened his heart, and no longer hesitated, charging at Lu Chong with all his might.

He refused to believe that he, a dignified Martial Apprentice Stage 9, would not be Lu Chong's opponent.

Moreover, he was not like those students from just a moment ago; his Martial Skills did not come solely from the school.

Inside the surveillance hall, many people cautiously glanced toward Principal Wei in the front row, unsure if this big shot would hold the same attitude toward Lu Chong's proactive pursuit.

Unexpectedly, the Old Principal burst into hearty laughter, "Well done! A real man should be clear about his loves and hates. When someone has already come knocking at your door, what is there to be timid about?"

"Did you see that? That is true valor."

The surrounding crowd was speechless, unable to grasp the Old Principal's train of thought for a moment.

"Old Wei, this student of yours has mastered multiple school Martial Skills, and it is even rare that he has reached Perfection in several of them; his strength far exceeds those of the same level."

"It is indeed quite impressive." Principal Fang of Third High School stroked his goatee and continued, "But he is currently challenging the Zhao family kid, who is at Martial Apprentice Stage 9."

"It is not that I am boosting others' morale, but the Zhao family's mid-grade body-tempering Martial Skill is no joke."

"I heard that this Zhao kid has been tempering his body since he was young, and that Scale Armor Body of his has long reached Microscopic, nearing Perfection."

"Ordinary people at the same level probably cannot break his defense and are left only to take a beating."

Principal Wei calmly picked up his teacup, blew on the floating tea leaves, and ignored Principal Fang.

Inside the hunting ground, Lu Chong and Zhao Longfei, whose aura had suddenly surged, finally met head-on.

Lu Chong delivered a standard Monument-Splitting Palm, while Zhao Longfei utilized the heavy and powerful Iron Wire Fist, meeting Lu Chong's strike with his own.

BOOM!

A faint tremor emanated from the ground beneath their feet, and both retreated several steps before they could dissipate the force.

This guy is not bad at all. The base strength of Stage 9 combined with the amplification of the Iron Wire Fist is on par with the power of my Monument-Splitting Palm at Perfection, Lu Chong thought to himself.

At the same time, Zhao Longfei also realized that the power Lu Chong had unleashed was absolutely not inferior to his own.

Yet, the opponent was only at Martial Apprentice Stage 8, which made him, someone who had long since stepped into Stage 9, feel quite humiliated.

"Today, I will cripple you!" Zhao Longfei roared like a tiger, activated his Nine-Shadow Step, and charged forward again.

This time, it was not the Iron Wire Fist, but the Cloud Piercing Finger, which possessed greater penetrating power and flexibility—it, too, had reached the Microscopic stage.

However, whether it was the Nine-Shadow Step or the Cloud Piercing Finger, Lu Chong had already reached Perfection in both, so he was naturally not afraid of his opponent.

He did not use the Cloud Piercing Finger; instead, he moved his feet in quick succession, executing his Nine-Shadow Step at the Perfection stage to dodge the edge of the opponent's Cloud Piercing Finger. With agile footwork, he slipped to Zhao Longfei's left side and simultaneously unleashed a fierce palm strike.

SMACK!

Zhao Longfei reacted extremely quickly. Although his footwork was inferior to Lu Chong's, he managed to raise his arm just in time to protect his cheek, barely blocking Lu Chong's Monument-Splitting Palm with his arm.

Lu Chong had put his full strength into this palm, slamming it hard against Zhao Longfei's hastily raised arm.

However, just as Lu Chong thought he would be able to knock his opponent over, he discovered that it felt as if he had struck a slippery, slithering snake.

More than half of his force was directly dissipated, and the remaining power failed to injure Zhao Longfei.

At this moment, Zhao Longfei curled his lips into a smirk. Taking advantage of the moment Lu Chong's move had spent its momentum, he punched Lu Chong in the abdomen, forcing him back several steps.

"So what if your Nine-Shadow Step is at Perfection? You can't hurt me at all." Zhao Longfei waved his hand triumphantly.

One could see that his raised hand was shimmering with a faint, fish-scale-like luster; it was smooth yet tough—this was the Zhao family's pride, the mid-grade body-tempering martial art, Scale Armor Body.

Once this martial art is mastered, it not only greatly increases defensive power but also possesses the passive effect of dissipating force; it is no wonder the Zhao family is so proud of it.

"A body-tempering martial art, eh..." Lu Chong muttered, "Seems interesting."

"It is just a pity that I don't know if it can withstand my mid-grade Martial Skill."