"Martial arts exchange meets have always been small cities challenging provincial capitals. Young Master Chu, I'm afraid your proposal is inappropriate, isn't it?"
Yu Beilin's expression darkened.
He had still wanted Jiang Changkong to fight for a slot.
If they faced Chu Tianyun, who stood at the peak of the Star Gate realm, directly, what chance would they have left?
"That would be too troublesome. Since we're going to settle this quickly, let the strongest geniuses have a match."
Chu Tianyun said coolly, "Or is Jiangcheng Martial Arts School planning to forfeit outright?"
Yu Beilin's face sank. "You're violating the rules."
"Rules? Principal, this exchange meet is a matter between us students. If you keep clinging to the word 'rules'..."
Chu Tianyun's face darkened. "Then this student can only wish you a safe journey home. Be careful on the road."
Yu Beilin's expression turned icy. "You dare threaten me?"
"What are you saying, Principal?" Chu Tianyun burst into laughter, then suddenly roared, "Jiang Changkong, get out here and fight!"
Surging Star Power churned, spreading through the air above the training ground.
The terrifying Star Power made everyone present sink, as though a small mountain were pressing down upon them.
Some Star Cloud disciples could not endure it at all. Their knees bent, and they nearly dropped to the ground.
"You..."
Just as Yu Beilin was about to speak, a hand stopped him. Seeing who it belonged to, he suppressed his anger. "Changkong, forget it. They're clearly shameless."
"Why forget it? He's right. This is a matter between us students."
Jiang Changkong smiled faintly and stepped forward.
"Changkong." Ji Ziling and the others wanted to pull him back, but Star Power knocked them away.
"Good. Since you dared come out, you've got some guts..."
Chu Tianyun wore a cold smile, but