Front Lotus

The force of rotation combined with fists like branding irons made this attack a simplified version of Fire Fist Pistol.

Ji Boxiao sensed the formidable power of the move as well, and his expression immediately turned serious. He did not dare let his guard down in the slightest.

Seeing this, the principal could not help but sigh. "This is what spirit warriors should be like. The board may really have been wrong to rely on transfer students."

The principal's words were drowned out by the sudden sound of shattering metal from the arena, and none of the homeroom teachers beside him heard it.

On the arena, Su Wuming's fists smashed forward with unstoppable force. Ji Boxiao tried midway to block them with his two short swords, but in a single clash, the swords became two broken blades.

Ji Boxiao himself pushed Golden Armor's defense to its limit.

He even hastily controlled a training dummy to stand in front of him. This was a dummy capable of withstanding attacks from Bronze-level spirit warriors.

The next instant, Su Wuming's fists struck the dummy and pierced straight through it without the slightest pause, leaving behind two charred round holes.

Then, Ji Boxiao's Golden Armor instantly shattered. Together with the dummy, he spun through the air for more than ten meters before crashing down at the edge of the arena, just short of falling off.

"Ji Boxiao... lost?" People had already begun discussing it.

The student beside them was about to chime in when Ji Boxiao, who had been lying sprawled on the arena, suddenly moved.

"Fuck! He's still fine after that?!" Lin Pangpang could not hold back a curse from below.

"Hehe... Hahaha..."

Yet Ji Boxiao did not care at all. Instead, he covered his face with one hand and let out a strange, somewhat crazed laugh.

A closer look revealed that the hand covering his face had already turned golden.

"Sigh... What a pity."

"Indeed. Even an attack like that couldn't break through his defense. The Golden Body truly lives up to its reputation!"

Second Chrysanthemum was chatting with Rose from Class Three. After only two sentences, a telepathic message interrupted them both.

"Dare to raise the stakes?"

Second Chrysanthemum: "No. It's not that I'm scared. I'm just afraid you can't afford to lose."

Rose: "Fine. Let's bet!"

Under Mo Lan's telekinetic veil, the three quietly made another wager.

At this moment, Ji Boxiao's laughter on the arena stopped. He turned to Su Wuming, who was panting heavily not far away, and said:

"I have to admit, I was wrong before. You're not like those pieces of trash. You're the first person to force me to use my full strength, and the first person to make me feel pain. Open your eyes and look carefully. This is the true Golden Body. Now tell me, how am I supposed to lose?"

"You sure talk a lot! Open your eyes and look carefully too. The next attack will be my full strength!"

As Su Wuming spoke, he rapidly charged toward Ji Boxiao.

Before Ji Boxiao could react, a Rubber Crossbow Shot sent him flying into the sky.

Qin Ming shuddered involuntarily at the sight. The scene of being brutally beaten earlier was still fresh in his mind.

With his back facing downward in midair and nowhere to brace himself, Ji Boxiao instinctively activated his maximum defense. His entire body instantly turned golden, while another layer of Golden Armor covered him. It was a double layer of protection.

He was convinced this was Su Wuming's last desperate struggle. By his calculations, Su Wuming's spiritual power should have been exhausted long ago.

Furthermore, the sudden burst of speed and power from earlier had surely come from some secret technique. Such techniques all had side effects. He only needed to wait for its duration to expire, and Su Wuming would collapse without him needing to attack.

Ji Boxiao was not wrong. The backlash from Su Wuming's Opening Gate was about to kick in, and he had barely any Armament Haki left.

So Su Wuming decided to use that move and gamble everything on it.

But they were not high enough yet. So Su Wuming used Rubber Gatling to bombard the falling Ji Boxiao continuously, sending him higher into the air.

At this point, Ji Boxiao instinctively sensed that something was wrong. Logically, falling from this height would not hurt him, yet an inexplicable unease filled his heart.

So he activated his ability and controlled the training dummy that had been sent flying earlier, ordering it to attack Su Wuming.

With barely any Haki remaining, Su Wuming simply gave up defending and let the dummy slam into his head. His Rubber Constitution was immune to this kind of attack anyway.

As for the Golden Armor flickering on and off above him, he chose to believe his head was tougher than it was.

Besides, the attack would not last long. After stopping Rubber Gatling and adding a Rubber Siege Cannon, Su Wuming ceased his aerial assault.

He then opened his mouth wide and sucked in a huge breath of cold air, along with the snowflakes swirling around him, before using Rubber Balloon. His upper clothes immediately burst apart.

But Su Wuming had no time to care about that. He violently expelled the air toward the ground, and the recoil launched him into the sky. He stopped at precisely the same height as Ji Boxiao.

"Damn! His ability can be used like that?"

"What kind of body does he even have?"

"Girl, do you think that thing of his would get bigger if you blew on it too?" A girl with a faint blush on her face whispered to her best friend beside her, her phone still recording.

"Jingwen, do you even know what you're saying?! You're unbelievable! Please, can we use our brains for cultivation instead?!"

The conversation between the two girls was merely a minor interlude. In the air, the instant Ji Boxiao saw Su Wuming, the unease in his heart reached its peak.

Su Wuming stretched out his arms and wrapped Ji Boxiao completely in them. The system's rewards really were useful—they even saved him the trouble of preparing bandages.

"What are you trying to do? This height won't do anything to me."

Ji Boxiao's tone had clearly changed. Being suddenly tangled so tightly with another man made his entire body feel uncomfortable and awkward.

"Nothing much. I'm just giving you a lotus—Front Lotus!"

With that, before Ji Boxiao could react, Su Wuming held onto him and began spinning as they plummeted through the air.

At the edge of the arena, Mo Lan's expression immediately turned solemn at the sight. She released her telekinesis and locked firmly onto the two of them.

With that rotation speed, combined with their descent, something could easily go wrong.

When they were still more than ten meters above the ground, Su Wuming suddenly exerted force with both arms and pulled back hard.

He gave the spinning Ji Boxiao another burst of force, like spinning a top. At that instant, the rotational power reached an extreme level. Before they even hit the ground, the fierce wind they generated blew away a wide expanse of snow.

The instant Ji Boxiao struck the ground, Mo Lan withdrew the telekinetic wall she had prepared in advance.

Because if she had not, Ji Boxiao really would have died!

Boom! Boom—!! Two near-simultaneous blasts rang out as Ji Boxiao and Su Wuming smashed into the ground one after the other.

Logically, Su Wuming could have dodged in advance, but the duration of his Opening Gate had ended at just that moment.

For a time, snow erupted from the ground. The stone arena floor was smashed into a huge crater by the two of them. Only half of Ji Boxiao's legs remained exposed, while half of Su Wuming's body was buried in the ground.

"Who won?"

"Uh... I don't know. Feels like they both got wrecked..."

"I'm telling you, Su Wuming is way too ruthless. He wouldn't even spare himself."

"He really is a madman! If it were me, they'd be putting up a tombstone for me by now."

"Why do I feel like they could both use tombstones too..."

"Bullshit! Wuming rammed his head into a wall last night and was fine. He'll be fine this time too." Lin Pangpang refuted the student who had made that ill-omened remark.

Just then, Su Wuming, who had been completely motionless, suddenly moved his legs, kicking against the ground and struggling violently.

In only two or three seconds, Su Wuming pulled himself out of the ground.

Blood streamed down from his forehead as he panted heavily. The moment he got out, he plopped down onto the ground.

"Oh, damn... I almost suffocated to death."

Everyone: ...Is that really the important part?

Seeing him like this, Mo Lan used her telekinesis to lift Ji Boxiao out.

For Ji Boxiao, this attack had been a direct collision of pure force. Naturally, he was left bloodied and unconscious, foam spilling from his mouth. Even the Golden Body had failed to withstand this Front Lotus.

But for Su Wuming, it was simple: had anyone ever seen rubber get hurt from hitting the ground?

The answer was no. At most, it got a little scraped...

But gold was different...