"Is Gu Mingye going for a sparring match?"
"Not a sparring match, it’s said to be a challenge."
"Challenge? You must be kidding . Gu Mingye is the top fighter in our Zhongnan University Martial Arts Club, challenging a high school student coming to Yuelu Mountain Secret Realm for training? Are you still dreaming?"
"You, clearly outdated, just the day before yesterday, Gu Mingye lost to Ye Qingzhou, who was ranked seventh on the Hidden Dragon List. This ti he’s challenging Qin Haoyu, who ranks ahead of Ye Qingzhou."
"Damn, doesn’t that an Gu Mingye is going to lose again later?"
"Who says not? This Hidden Dragon List is too uncanny, are today’s high school students growing up eating sothing magical? This growth rate is sowhat abnormal, right?"
Gu Mingye’s battle with Qin Haoyu caused quite a stir among the surrounding people.
And Qin Haoyu, who was just instructing his female classmates on martial techniques cultivation, found himself unexpectedly baffled. He ca here only for training, how did he end up being challenged by the leader of Zhongnan University Martial Arts Club?
Isn’t there sothing wrong here?
Qin Haoyu looked to Teacher Fang Liang for help.
And at this mont, Fang Liang’s feelings were no better than Qin Haoyu’s.
In the end, Fang Liang had no choice but to feign calm and cheer Qin Haoyu on: "You are the Martial Arts Hidden Dragon, consider this encounter as just an ordinary sparring match. Fight seriously, strive to showcase the style and prestige of our Changjun Middle School."
"Alright, I’ll do my best."
With the situation as it was, Qin Haoyu had no choice but to brace himself.
On the stage, both were prepared.
Gu Mingye held his famous spear, the Blazing Dragon, with the spearhead directly pointing at Qin Haoyu, his gaze burning with fighting intent, brimming with enthusiasm: "In this battle, I won’t hold back, you better be careful!"
"???
Qin Haoyu felt inexplicable panic at those words, his mind went numb as if electrified.
Wait, what does it an to not hold back?
Wasn’t it supposed to be a sparring match?
Could there be so mistake in the process?
Unfortunately, before Qin Haoyu could protest, Gu Mingye’s spear had already struck towards him.
Wind Force, High-Tier Martial Technique, leading the charge!
"Wait a minute... damn!"
Qin Haoyu hurriedly drew his sword to block, only to see the Divine Weapon unsheathed, blazing flas, with his mastery of Fire Technique already reaching the realm of mastery, the force erupted from his muscles was irresistible.
Holding the Fla Emperor Sword, Qin Haoyu swung it opportunistically, the Inner Breath of Fire Technique suddenly erupted, successfully knocked away Gu Mingye’s Blazing Dragon spear.
"Haha, good arm strength!"
Seeing this, Gu Mingye imdiately switched techniques, the spear shaft bent under force, using a superior deflecting technique to neutralize Qin Haoyu’s formidable strength.
Then the spearhead trembled, sparks flew, blooming into a magnificent array of fireworks.
Fire Technique, High-Tier Martial Technique, Nu Ma Lingguan!
Burning flas like the mane of a fiery horse billowed against the wind.
The Blazing Dragon spear suddenly slamd down, like a celestial horse’s golden hoof, descending from the heavens, breaking through clouds and fog, fiercely stamping down.
This stamp seed to shatter the earth and crush rivers and mountains!
Fierce power, coupled with strong ntal pressure, thundered upon Qin Haoyu.
After battling Ye Qingzhou, Gu Mingye’s cultivation had ascended to new heights, now possessing the strength of Professional Ninth Rank, soon able to attempt building the Bridge of Heaven and Earth and reaching the Master Realm.
At this instant, Qin Haoyu felt himself transform into a general guarding the walls, with only over a hundred remnant soldiers, yet facing the frontal assault of tens of thousands of enemy troops.
Confusion, fear, various negative emotions flooded in, suppressing his Fire of Spiritual like a candle struggling in the wind.
Clang~
Qin Haoyu lifted his sword to block, but was forced to one knee by the imnse force from the Blazing Dragon spear, unable to move, feeling extre humiliation.
The sparring match was supposed to be?
You went all out right from the start?
What grudge or animosity do I have against you?
Gu Mingye subdued Qin Haoyu with one spear but frowned, dissatisfied: "Stop holding back, fight properly, where’s your Thousand Jin Divine Power?"
He thought Qin Haoyu looked down on him, hiding his moves during their confrontation.
Qin Haoyu gritted his teeth to withstand: "What... Thousand Jin... Divine Power?"
"Still pretending, you really don’t take seriously."
Gu Mingye misunderstood Qin Haoyu for belittling him, imdiately angered, retrieved the Blazing Dragon spear swiftly, and after a brief charge, the spear thrust like a dragon.
Nine Battles of the Prairie Fire, Third Form, Fire Tree Star Bridge!
This spear like a flood dragon erging from the sea rose a Sea-Bearing Purple Gold Beam amidst waves.
With the spearhead’s flicker, fire trees and silver flowers rged, starlit bridges and iron chains opened, dazzling, celestial light linked through nights like day!
This spear, majestic and grand, irresistible.
Qin Haoyu barely supported himself, and at this mont, couldn’t hold on any longer: "What the hell..."
Boom~
The sky full of star fire completely engulfed his figure.
Once the smoke cleared, Qin Haoyu lay unconscious on the ground, eyes rolling white.
Qin Haoyu was completely wronged this ti, his Fire Technique indeed had reached mastery, true, but the problem was, his Fire Technique followed a different path from Ye Qingzhou!
Ye Qingzhou’s mastery of Fire Technique pursued emotional rage, explosive force.
While Qin Haoyu’s mastery of Fire Technique could also amplify strength, it primarily followed the path of Artifact Refining and Alchemy, forming the least combat-effective among the Nine Great Divine Flas, Six Ding Divine Fla.
As for the Thousand Jin Divine Power, he never had it!
"Qin Haoyu!"
Fang Liang hurried to check the injuries, simultaneously glaring at Gu Mingye angrily: "What were you doing? It was just a simple sparring match, was there a need to strike so hard?"
Gu Mingye realized Qin Haoyu wasn’t pretending, because he truly wasn’t skilled.
Having injured soone, Gu Mingye felt sowhat embarrassed, scratching his head murmuring: "How was I supposed to know he was this weak? I haven’t even used my full strength, and he just went down..."
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