A Cold Glint Arrives First!

[Ding!]

[100 Malice Points consumed. First-Tier Martial Skill, Flowing Water Fist Technique, has been elevated to mastery!]

[800 Malice Points consumed! Second-Tier Martial Skill, Cloud-Breaking Spear Technique, has been elevated to mastery!]

[Ding! After diligently cultivating two martial skills, your Martial Arts Level has broken through to First-Tier Level Five!]

[Remaining Malice Points: 100]

The light screen shifted, seeming to leap with joy.

In an instant, Ye Li felt every cell in his body rejoice and boil, as though he had truly honed those martial skills day after day, raising their proficiency to such a level.

Not only that, but the qi and blood throughout his body surged sharply upward.

And there was not the slightest discomfort in wielding them.

It was just like the natural improvement in physical fitness after normally training martial skills!

So this is the charm of spending money?!

Ye Li's eyes gleamed with delight. He felt that his current state was better than ever.

Just then, the broadcast sounded.

"Guidance Match, fifth bout!"

"Ye Li of Martial Science Class 9, Year 3, versus Wang Ren of the School Team!"

"Upon hearing this announcement, both contestants, please take the stage immediately!"

The timing was perfect. Ye Li rose happily.

He casually picked up a large spear from the weapon rack, and a sharp aura burst forth from his body.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly.

"Very good. I'm gradually beginning to understand everything."

Ye Li gripped the large spear tightly and stepped into the passageway.

The sun shone brilliantly, and the blue sky looked as though it had been washed clean.

The entire Training Ground buzzed with voices, most of them curious-looking boys and girls.

There were also several self-media videographers holding DSLR cameras, as well as a few stern-faced school leaders.

Before long, beneath countless gazes, a male student in a sky-blue team uniform stepped onto the martial arts platform.

It was Wang Ren, the School Team substitute.

The moment he stepped onstage, the students in the stands erupted in cheers at the sight of his distinctive School Team uniform.

"Woohoo! The fifth match is about to start. What do you think?"

"What do you mean, what do I think? I thought I could learn something, but the School Team has insta-killed their opponents in all four previous matches. What the hell am I supposed to learn from that?!"

"Don't rush! This time it's a School Team substitute against an ordinary student. I think they'll at least be able to hold out for a while."

"You're overthinking it, bro. A School Team substitute is still way stronger than an ordinary student. I'm betting this ends within a minute!"

"True. If it doesn't end within a minute, I'll eat shit!"

"I don't think so. Wang Ren is only at First-Tier Level Five, while my buddy Ye Li is at First-Tier Level Three. Even if there's a gap, it isn't that huge!"

"What are you saying?"

"I'm betting two minutes."

"..."

Amid the discussions in the stands, most of the students gradually reached the same conclusion.

It was not that they lacked confidence in Ye Li.

It was because School Team members completely suppressed ordinary Martial Science Students in both martial skill proficiency and Martial Arts Level.

Not to mention that some School Team members had even awakened Martial Arts Talent.

Their hardware configurations were simply not on the same level.

Shen Lian, seated in the stands, sneered.

"Ye Li, once you're beaten so badly you can't get out of bed, let's see who'll take care of you!"

On the martial arts platform at the center of the stands—

Wang Ren was in high spirits. He first waved at the audience, then turned his gaze toward the opposite side.

There, a handsome young man in a white martial arts uniform was slowly stepping onto the stage.

A heavy black iron spear was slung across the young man's back. His expression was indifferent, and his black eyes were icy.

It was Ye Li.

"Lian'er messaged me and said you absolutely refused to forfeit. Looks like it was true?"

Seeing Ye Li take the stage, Wang Ren smiled with apparent grace. "How strange. Don't you usually avoid me wherever you go? Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"A bitch and a dog truly make a match made in heaven," Ye Li said with a faint smile.

[You verbally humiliated a hostile First-Tier Level Five martial artist! Malice Points +10!]

It really is very little, but even a fly's leg is still meat... Ye Li sighed inwardly.

After hearing his words, Wang Ren's smile gradually faded. His eyes turned cold as he said,

"Looks like you really did take the wrong medicine. Your brain isn't working properly, and all of a sudden, you're no longer afraid of getting beaten."

He removed the longsword from his back and pointed it directly at Ye Li, sneering condescendingly.

"Let me remind you, there aren't so many rules in a Guidance Match. Even if I slash you into serious injury today, the school won't hold me responsible!"

"Idiots shouldn't explain the rules for everyone. We all know this stuff." Ye Li planted the large spear at his side with a clang, his expression calm.

"Also, shut your mouth for your daddy. Say one more word, and I'll make you fly."

"...Very good." A savage smile appeared on Wang Ren's lips.

"You stubborn-mouthed brat. I was originally going to go easy on you, but I've changed my mind. Don't expect a single piece of good flesh left on your body today!"

"The match begins!"

The referee's voice rang out at just the right moment.

Riiip!!

The instant his words fell, a white rainbow suddenly flashed across the martial arts platform, and the explosive sound of air being torn apart boomed through the air!

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds in the stands, Ye Li, who had been standing still, suddenly stomped forward and shot out, his figure turning into an afterimage!

At the same time, the black spear in his right hand thundered forward.

Whoosh—!

The spearhead carried a dazzling cold glint as it tore through great swathes of air like a roaming dragon, arriving before Wang Ren in an instant!

A single cold glint arrived first, then the spear shot forth like a dragon!

Cloud-Breaking Spear Technique!

The sneer on Wang Ren's face had not yet vanished when an incomparably fierce gust of wind pressure slammed straight toward his face.

The threat of death nearly crashed down upon him.

Wang Ren's pupils suddenly contracted.

At that moment, all he had time to do was hold his longsword horizontally before him.

Boom!

The black spearhead swept in like a roaming dragon. The instant the two collided, the longsword shattered with a thunderous crash!

The spearhead, carrying immense force, pierced straight through Wang Ren's right shoulder, followed by an explosive crack of bone that made scalps go numb!

A blossom of blood burst from Wang Ren's shoulder. His body was blasted backward by the tremendous force before smashing viciously into the edge of the platform, spraying rubble everywhere!

"Aaaahhh!!"

A miserable wail erupted from Wang Ren's mouth. The excruciating pain in his shoulder made him twist his body wildly.

He had not even seen his opponent's spear strike before his body had been heavily injured by a single thrust!

Too fast!

And Ye Li had actually kept his word—he really had made him fly!

Other than him, the entire Training Ground had fallen into dead silence.

The students stared blankly at the scene.

Even the teachers, who were usually so composed, stood dumbfounded on the high platform.

What kind of joke was this? A School Team member stepped up, then got one-shot by a spear?!

There was a monster like this among ordinary Martial Science Students?!

If you were this damn awesome, you should've said so earlier! What era was this? Why were you still playing the hidden-strength routine?!

Ye Li did not stop moving on the martial arts platform.

Amid countless stunned gazes, he leaped forward and arrived before Wang Ren almost the instant the spear hit the ground!

The experience of two hundred hot-blooded manga series from his previous life told him that finishing the job always came first.

Bang!

Wang Ren had just lifted his head when a slender hand reached out and pressed down on him. Immense force erupted, smashing his head heavily into the ground!

Dazed by the enormous impact, Wang Ren instinctively curled up and reached toward the spear in his shoulder, trying to pull it out.

But at that moment, a Martial Arts Shoe stepped down and stomped his raised hand back to the ground.

Wang Ren still retained some consciousness. With difficulty, he circulated the qi within his body, trying to buy time.

His eyes opened slightly, and all he could see was a pair of incomparably cold black eyes staring straight down at him from above.

And their owner had already spread his arms.

Wang Ren recognized that stance. It was the opening stance of the Flowing Water Fist Technique.

Terror surged through his heart. He could no longer care about his pride. "Ye Li, I already—"

"Too late!"

Bang bang bang bang—!

Ye Li swiftly lowered his body, his fists raining down like a raging tempest. They cut off Wang Ren's surrender, sent rubble flying, and made the entire martial arts platform tremble faintly!

The perfected Flowing Water Fist Technique was pushed to its utmost at this moment!

[You publicly crushed a martial artist of the same level! Malice Points +200!]

Bang bang bang bang!!

As the notification sounded in his ears, Ye Li's fists grew faster and faster!

Only when Wang Ren's body stopped struggling did he straighten up again. His handsome face now appeared exceptionally fierce.

"If School Team members are only this capable, then stop coming out here and making fools of yourselves."

"Trash."

His calm voice echoed throughout the venue. He casually pulled out the spear and walked toward the stage below.

[You publicly humiliated a defeated hostile martial artist! Malice Points +500!]

[Detected Wang Ren's confidence has collapsed! Malice Points +1000!]

[Congratulations! Cultivation Point Allocation path unlocked!]

The entire Training Ground was silent as a grave!