"Have you heard? Chen Yu actually made a bold declaration: he's going to challenge the upperclassmen to ranking swap battles!"
"Every second-year expert who's free has received a challenge letter from Chen Yu."
"Even Senior Fang Lang is on Chen Yu's challenge list. He's ranked fifty-second on the Sophomore Ranking!"
"Fang Lang? He's at the Blood Exchange Second Stage and has even mastered a blood-and-qi martial art. Has Chen Yu gone crazy?"
"Ridiculous. Does he really think winning the title of Martial University's Freshman King means he can treat us upperclassmen like we're nothing?"
"No matter how great his potential is, it's still only potential. Now isn't the time for him to get cocky!"
"As expected of the Martial Arts Madman. He really is crazy! Looks like he wasn't satisfied with how the Martial University Freshman Exchange Tournament went!"
By now, news of Chen Yu challenging one second-year expert after another had spread throughout the Huaying campus.
It wasn't just the first-year students who had heard about it. Many second-, third-, and even fourth-years had heard the news as well.
Most of them scoffed at it.
Chen Yu had displayed incredible talent, surpassing even the strongest students from all four current years at Huaying.
But talent was just talent. Until it was developed, it couldn't be equated with actual combat strength.
At that moment, many upperclassmen were already looking forward to seeing Chen Yu make a fool of himself.
Second floor of the Huaying cafeteria.
Zhao Tianyi, Hao Xi, and even Jia Wanhao and Tang Wan were gathered around Chen Yu.
After the Martial University Freshman Exchange Tournament, the two had been thoroughly impressed, so they'd naturally joined Chen Yu's little circle.
"Chen Yu, are you really planning to challenge all those second-year experts in two days?"
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