On the field.
Liang Cheng stared intently at Jiang Yuan, his teeth grinding.
"This time, I won't be careless. I'll make you pay!"
With that, he assumed a fighting stance, his expression solemn and focused.
"Berserk!"
Under everyone's gaze, black and crimson flame-like Qi and blood emanated from Liang Cheng. His muscles bulged, and his physique expanded by a full circle, radiating a powerful Aura.
"It's the Berserker's Berserk Skill!" someone exclaimed.
"After activation, all attributes increase by 20%. The drawback is it only lasts for three minutes. He's going all out this time."
"As expected of a hidden profession, it's indeed much stronger than a Warrior!"
But that wasn't all.
After entering the Berserk state, Liang Cheng took out a great saber from his backpack. With a flick of his hand, the sound of wind and thunder arose, its sharpness tearing through the air, and saber shadows flickered menacingly.
"A rare equipment. He's quite generous," Ji Feiyue remarked, raising an eyebrow.
Watching Liang Cheng in his Berserk state, wielding a rare weapon, Chen Hao couldn't help but swallow.
"Using a rare weapon against bare hands, that's too unfair. Yuan Zi... he shouldn't die, right?"
He hadn't even finished speaking.
When he saw Liang Cheng stomp heavily on the ground, arcs of lightning flashed under his feet, and he instantly appeared before Jiang Yuan. The great saber in his hand slashed down! The wind howled, and lightning arcs exploded!
Jiang Yuan slightly shifted his body, and the saber blade fell, leaving a straight crack over ten meters long on the ground from the Thunder Saber Qi!
In Mo Yu's live stream, after seeing this scene, a barrage of comments scrolled across the screen.
"66666"
"Such powerful might!"
"It's the Thunder Martial Hall's signature Martial Skill, Wind Thunder Saber!"
"The saber swing has thunder like a thousand birds chirping. It must have reached the Minor Achievement Realm. This Liang Cheng is indeed not simple."
"Such fierce saber techniques, I wonder how the opponent will deal with it."
... Jiang Yuan sidestepped, leaned back, and dodged two consecutive saber strikes.
"Do you think dodging will help?" Liang Cheng sneered, "Nether Thunder!"
A dark shadow stirred at Jiang Yuan's feet. The moment he looked down, black lightning, like a treacherous viper, suddenly shot out from the shadow, coiling around Jiang Yuan's body.
Liang Cheng clenched his free hand.
"Nether Thunder Burst!"
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a loud bang, the thunder burst covered an area of over ten meters, lightning arcs exploded, and dust filled the air.
"What astonishing power, truly worthy of an A-grade Talent," an audience member sighed.
"It's fast and incredibly tricky, too difficult to dodge."
"If a squishy Assassin took that hit, their HP bar would probably bottom out."
"Did it hit?"
"What's the result?"
"No need to think, he must be covered in wounds."
As the audience eagerly awaited, the dust dissipated.
Jiang Yuan's figure reappeared, his hands still in his pockets. To everyone's surprise, not only was he unharmed, but even his clothes were intact.
"Completely unscathed!"
"How is this possible?"
"What did he do?"
... Liang Cheng's face was grim as he scoffed.
Jiang Yuan, with his hands still in his pockets, walked towards Liang Cheng.
"Is this your full power?"
"Even with rare equipment, you're still too weak."
"So weak that you can't even see the gap between you and me."
His tone was calm, as if stating an undeniable truth.
But to Liang Cheng, it was blatant mockery.
"Ah!!!"
In his Berserk state, his emotions were violent, and he let out a beastly roar, his eyes bloodshot: "Shut up!!!"
"Nether Thunder!"
Three Nether Thunders, originating mysteriously from the ground, snaked towards Jiang Yuan.
Liang Cheng's figure flickered, appearing beside him, and the great saber, wreathed in dense blood Qi, gathered momentum and slashed down fiercely!
Four attacks arrived simultaneously!
Jiang Yuan still didn't take his hands out, merely stomping his right foot forward.
"Boom!"
As if an ancient giant elephant had stomped its foot, the ground violently shook under the immense force, caving in, and countless cracks spread in all directions. A terrifying and overbearing impact force forcibly tore apart the incoming lightning.
Liang Cheng, in his shock, was sent flying by the oncoming shockwave, landing heavily.
Just as he raised his head.
He saw a pair of blazing golden eyes in the distance.
A terrifying will and pressure descended upon his shoulders, making him involuntarily drop down, his legs hitting the ground heavily, facing Jiang Yuan as if kneeling.
This scene shocked everyone present.
Chen Hao and Zeng Hang both gaped.
Yang Yuwei covered her mouth, and Luo Xi's eyes shone with a strange brilliance.
Mo Yu looked astonished, and the barrage of comments in her live stream also experienced a brief lull.
Wang Xinlong stood up and roared: "Liang Cheng, what are you doing?! Get up now!!!"
"Ah!!!"
Liang Cheng desperately roared, struggling to stand up.
Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed again, and a mental impact surged like a tide. Even though most of the mental impact was blocked by the defensive accessories he carried, Liang Cheng still felt a burning stinging in his brain, the pain unbearable.
In the intense pain, with blood flowing from his eyes, he propped himself up with his saber, staggering as he struggled to stand.
Jiang Yuan shook his head and sighed: "He even wore mental defense accessories. He really came prepared."
"You could have suffered less."
"Too bad..."
"Sh-shut up! I am the Prodigy! Someone like you, you trash, you're simply... no match for me!"
"Ah ah ah!!!"
Liang Cheng, whose Berserk state was about to end, swayed as he raised the long saber in his hand, his face covered in blood, and unleashed his ultimate Skill.
"Blood Rage!"
"Boom!"
With blazing Qi and blood burning, Liang Cheng stomped his foot, leaped high, and, gripping the saber hilt with both hands, unleashed the third form of the Wind Thunder Saber.
"Falling Saber Summons Wind and Thunder!"
Crack! Crack!
Above the arena, it seemed as if a real bolt of lightning coiled around the saber blade. The astonishing Aura made many spectators who had bet on Liang Cheng focus intently, their faces filled with anticipation.
But before the thunder saber in his hand could fall.
Jiang Yuan's figure flickered, suddenly appearing before Liang Cheng.
"Wh-what..."
Liang Cheng's eyes widened, still not reacting.
Then he saw a whip kick, accompanied by whistling wind, sweep across, landing on his face with an irresistible force, instantly twisting and deforming his face.
"Bang!"
Accompanied by an explosive sound in the air, Jiang Yuan, like kicking a football, volleyed Liang Cheng in mid-air!
"Whoosh!"
Liang Cheng's body, at an oblique angle, crashed heavily into the ground like a meteor!
"Bang!!!"
A huge crater, two meters deep, was blasted into the arena.
"..."
The entire venue fell silent again.
Not a sound.
Almost everyone's mouths were agape, staring blankly at the scene.
The Disciples of the Thunder Martial Hall had their smiles frozen on their faces, unsure how to react.
"Uh..."
Old Huo stepped forward to check, looking at the pale-eyed, wretched-looking Liang Cheng in the crater, and made his judgment.
"He has lost consciousness and combat capability."
"This match is a victory for Chongming Martial Arts Hall!"
The entire venue still had no reaction.
Old Huo smiled at Jiang Yuan: "Young friend, you truly hide your strength well. It seems a dark horse will emerge in this College Entrance Exam."
"Old Huo, you flatter me."
Jiang Yuan smiled, then turned to leave, still with that lazy, half-asleep look, his hands in his pockets.
The entire venue remained silent.
"How is this possible! How is this possible!"
From Liang Cheng's astonishing burst of combat power to being instantly annihilated.
Everything happened in two seconds.
Witnessing all this, Wang Xinlong, whose emotions had plummeted from heaven to earth, completely collapsed, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood from anger.
Xu Yihan didn't forget the bet and smiled at him:
"Hall Master Wang, don't forget to send the rare equipment and Skill books to Chongming Martial Arts Hall."
This finishing blow completely shattered Wang Xinlong's psychological defense. He had thought that Liang Cheng's Breakthrough to First-Order Martial Artist was a sure win, spending money to create momentum, aiming for traffic, martial halls, beauties, Martial Skills, and students, but he never expected such a result. He lost so badly his own grandmother wouldn't recognize him. Not only were all his plans ruined, but the Martial Hall's reputation was also damaged, and he had to give up valuable rare equipment and Skill books... Thinking about his losses this time,
"You... I... Ah ah ah!!!"
Wang Xinlong was so enraged that he trembled all over, pointed at Xu Yihan, rolled his eyes, and fell backward, fainting publicly from anger.
The Thunder Martial Hall Disciples exclaimed in shock: "Hall Master, Hall Master!!!"
... It wasn't until Jiang Yuan and Xu Yihan left that people in the venue recovered, whispering in awe.
"Who would have thought it would turn out like this."
"Another instant kill... The Thunder Martial Hall's Disciple had no ability to resist at all."
"The gap is too big. This Disciple from Chongming Martial Arts Hall is too fierce..."
"Such a Genius had no reputation before. Unbelievable, unbelievable."
"Did you see how he made the opponent kneel with just a glance? I guarantee his Awakened Talent is definitely A-grade or above, even S-grade is possible."
"Could he already be a Second-Order Martial Artist?"
"What exactly is the background of this Chongming Martial Arts Hall?"
... Chen Hao stood with his mouth open for a long time, his expression completely blank. A sensation of explosion constantly came from his temples, making his scalp tingle.
"Is this still the Yuan Zi I know? He's too strong."
"What exactly happened to him?"
Zeng Hang was also somewhat dazed, watching Jiang Yuan leave the Martial Hall blankly.
Unknowingly, he had already reached such a height... "This is... this is..."
Yang Yuwei clasped her hands to her chest, her eyes sparkling, shooting out hearts, "He's too handsome!!!"
"Handsome and strong, I really want to date him!!!"
Ignoring her infatuated best friend beside her, Luo Xi took off her glasses, looking at Jiang Yuan's retreating back, her gaze carrying a hint of curiosity.
"As expected, it's a mental type..."
"I wonder whose mental Talent is stronger, his or mine?"