The female host was taken aback. "You... are you serious?"
Qin Ze turned to face the audience.
"I don't underestimate these four veterans."
"What I mean is, every single one of those veterans in the audience is trash."
These words immediately caused a huge uproar.
"That's too arrogant, isn't it?"
"Heh! The last guy who was this arrogant is already buried with grass three feet tall."
"One against four, and he's even above his level. I think he's aiming for the ninth event in Ozaki's Eight-Event Series: the Village Banquet."
"I'll give you one hundred, let me be the first to pack it up."
"Those who can quickly conquer the Heaven-Reaching Tower are all very confident."
"Beat him up! Does he really think the old fox is a pushover we can bully?"
"..."
The veterans in the audience were all indignant.
Originally, I was just there to watch the drama unfold and have some fun, but things have turned out differently; I've ended up getting caught up in the drama myself.
The veterans wished they could rush into the ring right now and personally teach this arrogant guy a lesson.
While it's true you set a new Heaven-Reaching Tower record, the arena is not the Heaven-Reaching Tower.
As a freshman, who gave you the courage to provoke all the seasoned students in the school?
Qin Ze covered his lower abdomen with his left hand, pointed his right index finger forward, and leaned his upper body back strategically.
"Someone's getting anxious."
I won't say who it is.
The veterans were swearing and cursing.
If the student council hadn't been there to maintain order, they would have rushed up and beaten Qin Ze.
In contrast, the newcomers were overjoyed, finally witnessing the veterans suffer a setback.
Huai Xu stared in disbelief. "Boss... isn't this a bit too high-profile?"
The fat man scoffed, "Don't worry, they're no match for Brother Ze."
Huai Xu was a little uneasy.
Will those old fogies all swarm us later?
On the referee's stand, the baby-faced boy's eyes sparkled.
"So cool!"
"Sister Nangong, if you don't like it, then I'll have to take action."
Nangong Qianrou's gaze remained fixed on Qin Ze.
His aura was restrained and steady, and his blood and qi did not radiate outwards uncontrollably.
It's hard to imagine that this is the level of control a Level One Martial Artist.
The four veterans who were directly named by Qin Ze were even more furious.
Even the most arrogant freshmen from previous years weren't confident enough to take on four opponents at once.
Qin Ze said impatiently, "Please, can you guys hurry up?"
The host was at a loss for words.
This is the first time such a precedent has been set since the start of the orientation challenge.
She looked towards the referee's table and saw Nangong Qianrou nod, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
"One against four, tonight set a new record for our welcome challenge."
"Let's wait and see what kind of exciting battle this student will bring us!"
The host quickly stepped off the stage and handed the arena over to Qin Ze and the four veterans.
Qin Ze glanced at it briefly.
The four veterans ranged in level from 2 to 2.5.
Four rotten garlic cloves.
As the whistle blew, one of the veterans stepped forward.
"Don't move, I'll play with him for a bit."
The old bird revealed a cruel smile, and the aura of Level Two Martial Artist instantly burst forth.
Qin Ze said calmly, "I'll stand right here. If you can force me to take one step back, then you win."
"Arrogant!" The veteran circulated his qi and blood. "A greenhorn, a frog in a well who hasn't even experienced the Abyss."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old bird pushed off with his right foot and shot towards Qin Ze like a cannonball.
" Black Tortoise Shield."
A faint phantom of Xuanwu appeared behind Qin Ze, its physical body as solid as a rock.
"It's over."
Seeing that Qin Ze didn't dodge, the old bird delivered a heavy punch to his chest.
With a muffled thud, the veteran flew backward off the stage like a kite with a broken string.
His right forearm was covered in blood, exposing the white bone.
The veterans who were excited just a moment ago are now Soundlessness.
They rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
Level Two Martial Artist was actually sent flying by Level One Martial Artist?
Is it fake?
"No, he's not at level one."
"I'm sitting on the referee's bench Nangong Qianrou suddenly said.
The moment Qin Ze used the Black Tortoise Shield, she caught a glimpse of his aura emanating from it.
This arrogant and overbearing new student is not Level One Martial Artist at all.
He is at level two.
It even approaches level 2.5.
The chubby-cheeked boy blinked. "Sister Nangong, what are you talking about?"
She simply felt that Qin Ze had cultivated some kind of special technique.
The veteran was careless, and Qin Ze only won by luck.
As for second-level freshmen, Haidu Academy had never had any before, and she hadn't thought about it in that direction.
Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, Qin Ze made his move.
"The hunt begins."
boom--
At that moment, the aura of Level Two Martial Artist emanating from Qin Ze instantly exploded across the entire area.
"Level 2... Level 2?"
Tell me this isn't true.
"An eighteen-year-old Level Two Martial Artist? He's going to be incredible!"
"I've been studying for three years and only just reached the peak of level one. All these years of training have been a complete waste."
"No wonder he dared to take on four people at once; he really has the skill."
"..."
A huge uproar ensued in the audience, with some people taking out their phones and frantically taking pictures to post on social media.
Huai Xu swallowed hard. "Boss, is it open now?"
The fat man remained calm. "Basic stuff, nothing fancy."
Wen Jing's eyes were also filled with surprise. It was truly unbelievable that such a prodigy would appear in Jiang City.
Lu Tongtong stared at the figure on the stage, her pupils flashing with images like a slideshow.
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her head, and the intense dizziness made it impossible for her to tell which way was which.
" Tongtong, what's wrong?"
Han Yi, who was standing nearby, noticed her unusual behavior.
"Fine."
Lu Tongtong took a deep breath.
She looked at Qin Ze on the stage again, her pretty brows furrowed.
"Strangeness."
"This person... is impossible to Deduction."
This is the first time in all these years that her abilities have failed on one person.
The three veterans remaining on the stage bristled like cats whose tails had been stepped on.
He's coming!
"Quickly spread out and take your positions!"
As expected of a seasoned veteran who's been through the Abyss, his reaction was incredibly quick.
The three immediately separated and stood in a triangular formation.
In this way, if Qin Ze attacks any one of them, the other two can immediately provide support.
At that time, Qin Ze, who is surrounded, will face fire from three sides simultaneously.
So what if he's Level Two Martial Artist?
Anyone who is not Level Three Martial Artist can be suppressed.
Qin Ze saw through the other party's intention and smiled faintly.
Would an elephant care about the petty schemes of an ant?
roar--
A tiger's roar echoed from Qin Ze's fist.
The veteran bird at the front quickly raised his arms and crossed them in front of his chest to block the view.
Bang--
The veteran felt like he had been hit head-on by a speeding train, thrown high into the air, and crashed out of the arena.
Seeing this, the remaining two veterans no longer remained passive and decisively launched an attack.
One person swept across Qin Ze's lower body, while the other gathered his qi and blood to unleash a force of over a thousand jin on Qin Ze's upper body.
However...
Thump--
Qin Ze did not move.
The two old birds stared wide-eyed.
Is this the physical toughness of Level Two Martial Artist?
That's so shameless.