Defeated!

The moment Wang Bufan's aura suddenly changed, Li Mu's heart skipped a beat, and a strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped his entire body! Before he could even think, the seemingly frail body of the other party had already shot towards him like an arrow released from a bow!

Fast! Too fast!

Wang Bufan's figure turned into a blur in Li Mu's eyes. He didn't have time to make an effective defense. He felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a heavy hammer!

"Puff!"

A Mighty Strength struck, Li Mu groaned as he staggered back seven or eight steps uncontrollably, his blood surging and his face turning pale instantly!

"Hey!" Wang Bufan, having landed a blow, didn't pursue. Instead, he stopped in place, a mocking smile on his face. "Big dummy, how does it feel now? Still think I'm bragging?"

The entire room fell silent instantly!

The deafening cheers from just moments before abruptly ceased, and everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the scene before them! How could Li Mu, who had been so imposing and dominating his opponent just a moment ago, have been defeated in a single move in the blink of an eye?!

Li Mu was both ashamed and furious, his face burning as if he had been slapped hard! He forcibly suppressed his surging blood and roared, "Again!"

He refused to believe it! He couldn't believe that his years of painstaking Bone Tempering Perfection Realm would be so easily defeated by a boy younger than himself!

Li Mu once again channeled his inner energy and unleashed the [Tiger-Subduing Fist], this time without holding back. His fist was even more ferocious and violent than before, determined to regain his honor!

However, this time, Wang Bufan did not dodge, but chose to confront him head-on!

Instead of retreating, Wang Bufan advanced, his movements as agile as a monkey. His palms flew, seemingly light and airy, yet always accurately striking the weakest point of Li Mu's fist. Each collision produced a dull thud!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wang Bufan's palm seemed to contain a strange penetrating power. With each contact, Li Mu felt a soft yet cunning force invading his body, constantly dissipating his fist's power, making his arm numb and his bones crack!

In just a few breaths of exchange, Li Mu felt his attacks sink like mud into the sea, completely restrained and manipulated by his opponent! His prized [Tiger-Subduing Fist] appeared clumsy and crude in the face of Wang Bufan's exquisite palm techniques!

The trainees watching from the sidelines were terrified, holding their breath and not daring to make a sound. They finally realized that the gap in strength between the two sides was far greater than they had imagined!

"Too slow! Too weak!" Wang Bufan effortlessly deflected Li Mu's attacks while simultaneously launching a verbal attack, "Is this all the skill you have? You dare to be arrogant in front of me? How laughable!"

"Defeat him!" A prolonged defense is bound to fail. Wang Bufan seized upon Li Mu's weakness—his old strength had dissipated and his new strength had not yet been generated. A fierce glint One Flash in his eyes, and he thrust his right palm forward with a seemingly casual gesture, yet it contained explosive power!

"Not good!" Li Mu's pupils shrank sharply. He tried to change his move to defend, but it was too late!

Boom!

An irresistible Mighty Strength slammed into his chest once more! This time, the force was even more violent than before!

Li Mu was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the edge of the arena. He struggled a few times, but could not get up again, his face as pale as paper.

Wang Bufan withdrew his palm and stood up, looking down at the disheveled Li Mu. A contemptuous smile curled at the corner of his lips, "I told you to give me a few moves, but you wouldn't listen. Now you know how powerful I am, don't you? Useless trash!"

The entire hall was deathly silent!

All the students of the Great Xia Martial Arts Academy were dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock and disbelief! Their formidable senior brother, Li Mu, had actually... had been defeated so thoroughly! So utterly and miserably!

A deathly silence enveloped the entire training ground, with only Wang Bufan's contemptuous laughter echoing through the air.

Finally, one of the students couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice, "How... how could this happen? How could Senior Brother Li suffer such a crushing defeat?"

"Even at the Bone Tempering Perfection, there's a world of difference." Dongfang Yueming observed the scene on the arena, understanding perfectly. ' Wang Bufan's bones and muscles are refined, his blood and qi subtly glowing; he has clearly reached the level of ' Radiant Golden Bones.' Li Mu, on the other hand, while his bones are strong, are dull in color, at most 'Pitch Jet-Black Iron Bones.' A difference of one level makes all the difference; the outcome was never in doubt.'

Wang Bufan savored the satisfaction brought by the deathly silence of the entire arena, let out another piercing laugh, then turned and jumped off the stage, leisurely returning to the Great Yan Dynasty's team.

On the Great Xia side, two students quickly stepped forward and helped the distraught Li Mu back.

The other two Seed Class students behind Qin Rushuang also looked extremely grim. One of them whispered, "Wang Bufan's strength is indeed remarkable, but we are both only at the Tendon Transformation Realm. If we were to fight, it would be seen as bullying the weak..."

Another person nodded in agreement. "Yes, it wouldn't sound good if word got out."

Li Mu, who was being supported, was now utterly despondent. 'How could this be... I was clearly a genius at the Bone Tempering Perfection... how could I have been defeated so easily...' The immense sense of loss and humiliation was almost unbearable for him.

Wang Bufan returned to the group, proudly accepting his teammates' praise.

Just then, from the Great Yan Dynasty's side, Zhao Jin, a female student at the Tendon Transformation Realm who had been watching the battle, gracefully leaped onto the arena with light, lotus-like steps.

"Zhao Jin of the Great Yan Dynasty, Tendon Transformation Lesser Completion, please offer your guidance." Her voice was clear and crisp, but her gaze carried a sharp edge as she swept over the Great Xia Dynasty's ranks.

Tendon Transformation Realm!

Another commotion erupted from the stands!

Beside Qin Rushuang, of the remaining two students, a resolute-faced young man immediately stepped forward. "Teacher Qin, I am willing to go!"

He leaped onto the arena and announced in a deep voice, "Great Xia Martial Arts Academy, Chen Feng, Tendon Transformation Lesser Completion!"

It's yet another battle between players of the same skill level!

Chen Feng's eyes were filled with solemnity and determination. Li Mu's crushing defeat made him realize the strength of his opponent, and he absolutely could not afford to lose this battle! He had to redeem the reputation of the Great Xia Martial Arts Academy!

However, Lin Qingyao, who had been quietly watching from the edge of the crowd, shook her head slightly and muttered to herself the moment she saw Zhao Jin enter the arena, "He's going to lose again."

Although her voice was soft, it was still heard by some students nearby in the quiet environment.

"What did you say?"

"The game hasn't even started! How do you know you'll lose?"

"Boost the morale of others while diminishing our own!"

Several trainees instinctively glared at Lin Qingyao, their words filled with dissatisfaction.

Lin Qingyao seemed not to hear her at all, her expression remaining calm and composed, as if she were merely stating a given fact.

Just then, Aunt Fu, who had been standing beside Lin Qingyao, slightly opened her cloudy eyes, and an indescribable, almost tangible pressure spread out like a tide!

Those students who were about to reprimand Lin Qingyao suddenly felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their hearts. They had difficulty breathing, their faces turned pale, and they swallowed back the words they were about to say, their eyes filled with terror!

The oppressive aura came quickly and went just as fast, as if it were merely an illusion.

Lin Qingyao seemed to find it somewhat boring, and turned to walk out of the crowd. Aunt Fu followed silently.

Not far away, Zhao Qingfeng, the instructor of the Great Yan Dynasty who had been secretly observing the situation, changed his expression drastically when he sensed the One Flash pressure! 'What terrifying aura! Just a trace of it made my mind tremble! This is definitely not the power that Qi Refining Realm can possess! Could it be... a higher level existence?!' He was horrified and looked at Lin Qingyao's departing figure with awe and fear.