"Still able to fight? How wonderful." Yin Tian licked the corner of his mouth, savoring the sight of his opponent's desperate resistance.

He clearly can't win, yet he insists on standing in the arena for his so-called dignity, while I get to torture Hu Yanjie slowly. What a pleasure, what a joy!

The rest of the fight was Yin Tian's personal show. After all, Yin Tian was a Martial Artist. Facing an exhausted Hu Yanjie, his offensive was a completely one-sided onslaught.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The blows rained down on flesh, all aimed at the face, beating Hu Yanjie until his face was drenched in blood and swollen like a pig's head.

This was no longer a friendly spar. It was an outright insult!

Although the students in the spectator stands were angry, they were helpless; that was just how martial arts exchanges went.

Don't want to get beaten?

Simple. Win!

As a great man once said, "If you fall behind, you will take a beating." This principle applied to every field and every country.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

Hu Yanjie didn't know how many times he had been knocked to the ground, yet he still trembled, trying to get back up. This time, however, he couldn't.

Yin Tian's foot was pressing down on his chest. He said with a smile, "Still not admitting defeat? If we continue, you might actually die, you know."

"I... I can still..."

Hu Yanjie was a true man of The North, exceptionally tough and stubborn. Gasping for air, he tried to push Yin Tian's foot away, but it was futile.

"Enough."

Liu Nanwei rushed onto the stage, her expression icy. "His injuries are severe! This match... we concede!"

"And who are you?" Yin Tian looked Liu Nanwei up and down, a brilliant smile on his face. "Are you his girlfriend, classmate?"

Liu Nanwei was so angry she wanted to curse. I've been married for almost a month!

She stated expressionlessly, "I am the school physician. Move aside, I need to treat him."

"Are you surrendering?" Yin Tian looked down at Hu Yanjie from above. "You've lost to Sakura Country for three consecutive years. Just admit that the martial arts of Hua Country are nothing but an empty spectacle, and I'll let you go."

"No... I won't surrender! How could I surrender? I haven't lost!" Hu Yanjie forced his swollen eyes open a sliver, speaking through gritted teeth.

If he surrendered, he wouldn't just be disgracing his ancestors; how could he face the hundreds of Dongli University students watching in the gymnasium?

So Hu Yanjie wanted to fight on!

The result, however, was tragic. He was slowly tortured by Yin Tian, spitting blood all over the floor until he could no longer stand, even without being stepped on. This pitiful sight caused many of the female students to cover their faces and sob.

Yin Tian, however, closed his eyes in sheer enjoyment, inhaling the alluring scent of blood. A moment later, he opened them.

Yin Tian gazed toward Ruan Lan and said with a grin, "Junior Ruan Lan, I hear Hu Yanjie is quite fond of you. How about you join me for tea after the match today? The Japanese tea ceremony is miles ahead of Hua Country's. It would suit you perfectly."

"You fucking—!"

Ruan Lan, with her fiery temper, was about to leap from the stands when Xu Lai grabbed her, his face dark. "What are you doing?"

"He's going to die!" Ruan Lan said urgently.

Although she didn't like Hu Yanjie and had always rejected his advances, how could she remain indifferent watching a fellow student die right in front of her? Furthermore, it was one thing for Yin Tian to study abroad in Sakura Country. But he still held citizenship in Hua Country, didn't he? He hadn't even emigrated yet and was already denigrating his homeland. Ruan Lan simply couldn't stand it!

Xu Lai said softly, "Don't worry. He's won."

Ruan Lan looked at him doubtfully. Hu Yanjie had been beaten into a pulp, how could he possibly win?

Suddenly, her beautiful eyes lit up. Suppressing her excitement, she whispered, "Brother-in-law, are you going to step in?"

Xu Lai glanced at his sister-in-law without a word as a wisp of Spiritual Energy descended upon Hu Yanjie.

The next moment, a terrifying power not only sent Yin Tian flying but also completely healed all of Hu Yanjie's injuries.

"Hmm?" Yin Tian's eyebrows shot up, his expression a mixture of shock and disbelief.

Hu Yanjie's aura had suddenly changed. It was as if he had transformed from a lamb to the slaughter into a ferocious tiger!

Is he a Martial Artist, too? Something's not right...

Yin Tian looked over his shoulder at a middle-aged man behind him. He was a bald man. This was Ishihara Mai's father, Ishihara Kai, a profoundly powerful Martial Artist and the team leader for Imperial Capital University.

Ishihara Kai frowned and said in less-than-fluent Mandarin, "Stand down. You are no match for him."

If Yin Tian had a meek personality, he never would have led a team to Hua Country for a challenge in the first place.

He snorted coldly. "I'm not one to be scared off by cheap tricks!"

SWISH—

Yin Tian shot a kick at Hu Yanjie, but his pupils quickly constricted in horror.

Because Hu Yanjie had actually caught his kick—a kick powerful enough to split a steel plate!

Yin Tian's heart trembled with shock. How did the nearly-dead Hu Yanjie suddenly possess such strength?

In the next second, to the utter astonishment of everyone present, including the students from Sakura Country, Hu Yanjie tightened his grip, lifted Yin Tian, who weighed at least one hundred and forty jin, by the ankle, and slammed him into the ground like a piece of dough.

BANG!!!

The wooden floor of the martial arts gymnasium splintered.

HISS!

A collective gasp echoed through the venue.

As if possessed by a barbarian, Hu Yanjie repeatedly lifted Yin Tian and smashed him into the floor. The BANG! BANG! BANG! was relentless.

"AAAGH!"

Yin Tian felt as if every rib in his body was about to shatter. He let out a miserable wail, but just as he was about to surrender, he found he couldn't speak.

Then... Hu Yanjie lifted him by the ankle and slammed him down again and again!

Yin Tian was slammed into unconsciousness.

Hu Yanjie threw him aside and stomped a foot on the ground, causing the floor to crack like a spiderweb.

He roared, his voice like thunder, "WHO ELSE!!!"

The sound exploded in the hearts of Ishihara Mai and the other three students from Sakura Country, obliterating any courage they had to step onto the stage.

Ishihara Mai quietly retreated a step and looked at her father, Ishihara Kai. "Father, it's like he's a completely different person! Yin Tian clearly had the advantage, why did he suddenly..."

"He is a Mid-grade Martial Artist, while Yin Tian is merely First Grade. It's normal for him to be dominated," Ishihara Kai explained briefly. His face darkened as he rose to his feet, and his oppressive aura instantly spread throughout the gymnasium.

The venue fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. All the students turned pale, desperate to escape the terrifying pressure, but their limbs felt powerless, leaving them unable to move.

This was a Martial Artist's aura! Only those above the Seventh Grade could control it so freely.

This team leader was, in fact, a Seventh Grade Martial Ancestor!

The physical education teachers from Dongli University were just ordinary people. Under this pressure, they felt dizzy and disoriented, utterly powerless to protect their students.

"This was just a martial arts exchange, young man. You've gone too far," Ishihara Kai said, his oppressive aura enveloping Hu Yanjie. His voice was cold as ice: "Kneel and apologize to my student, Yin Tian!"

RUMBLE!

The oppressive force bore down like Mount Tai itself, completely stifling Hu Yanjie's breathing. Due to the limitations of his own body, the wisp of Spiritual Energy from Xu Lai hadn't elevated him too far, only granting him power comparable to an early Fourth Grade Martial Artist for a short time.

Facing a Martial Arts Grandmaster, how could he possibly be a match?

A look of defiance flashed across Hu Yanjie's face, but his knees began to bend against his will, buckling under the pressure until they were nearly at a ninety-degree angle.

A bitter smile crossed his face. He was at his limit.

"How impressive. You mock others when you're winning, but the moment your junior can't take the heat, you bring out the senior."

The sneering words cut through the air, and just like that, the oppressive gloom hanging over the students vanished completely.

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