Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

There was no such large collision as he had imagined, and neither was there the expected balance of power. Being blasted out of the arena with a single move and being unable to get up for a long time, he had clearly suffered internal injuries.    

The higher one held it, the harder it fell. The greater the expectation, the deeper the disappointment. The entire stands instantly quieted down. The students brandishing Little Red Flag felt extremely uncomfortable, as if a fish bone was stuck in their throats.    

As for the members of the Chinese Martial Association, when they supported Hu Yiyang back, all of their expressions were extremely serious.    

They could accept their own defeat, accept the fact that they were injured in a battle, but being defeated in one move … The difference was too great.    

"President... "Yes, I'm sorry …" Hu Yiyang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his pale face full of shame.    

"Don't say you're sorry. It's not your fault. The opponent is very powerful." Wang Ke comforted her, "Go to the lounge first and check your injuries. Don't worry, leave this to us."    

Hu Dazhi nodded his head with an ugly expression and walked into the resting room with the support of his team members.    

"How is it?" Wang Ke looked at the other members.    

"Expert." One of the team members had a grave expression on his face. "His speed was so fast just now. It must be some kind of ultimate skill."    

"Yes, it should be the Ninjutsu." The others agreed.    

Wang Ke had no choice but to nod. This was a fact in front of them and they couldn't deny it. However, in such an occasion, it was impossible for him to dampen everyone's morale.    

"I heard that Japan's Ninjutsu is very mysterious, but, not everyone can cultivate it. They probably put their experts on the first stage to increase their morale."    

Pausing for a moment, Wang Ke looked at one of the team members and said in a low voice, "Chang Shan, you go ahead. Finish it quickly and bring out all your power."    

"Yes, President!" Chang Shan promised.    

The reason why the players from both sides reported to the referee before the match, as well as the fact that the order of the matches couldn't be changed, was to prevent others from taking the opportunity to make a move against the referee.    

In this martial arts exchange, the victor was determined in three. First, to thoroughly defeat the opponent. Second, to blast the opponent out of the ring. Third, to voluntarily admit defeat.    

Of course, both sides had a tacit agreement to not admit defeat. Moreover, both sides had done their best to win the competition, and at this point, Wang Ke only hoped that the other side would have one or two experts.    

Otherwise, if they lost the competition, the members of the Martial Arts Association wouldn't need to raise their heads in the future.    

Very quickly, the second round began, the battle between Chang Shan of Jiangdu University and Chuan Zhen of Sakura University.    

The battle had begun without any superfluous words.    

Boom!    

Chang Shan's fist struck forward. Wind howled as it tore through the air. His fist was like a heavy hammer, infused with all of his strength.    

The opposing Zhongchuan did not dodge the attack. Instead, he raised his fist to meet the incoming attack. The veins in his fist were tightly clenched as they pulsated. There was no ear-piercing sound, no whistling of the wind, but instead a thunderous sound.    

With an indescribable domineering aura, Zhongchuan's true battle was just like a casual attack.    

"Boom!"    

The two fists collided against each other. It was as if an invisible wave of air was surging between the two. The zhong Chuan True Battle Tattoo did not move at all, while Chang Shan was sent flying backwards amidst his miserable cries.    

He was thrown out of the arena with a single punch.    

Instant defeat!    

Another instant defeat!    

The spectators in the stands were all silent. Many of them had expressions of being at a loss of what to do. They stared blankly, somewhat unable to accept it.    

Even if it was these ordinary people who did not practice martial arts, they could tell that the difference between the two sides was too great.    

Second match, Japanese Sakura University won!    

The third match quickly began. Jiangdu University's Liu Zhenhai versus Sakura University University's Sanjing Feng.    

This battle ended much faster than the first two. Within the arena, Sanjing Feng's figure flashed like a streak of lightning. With a Cloud Piercing Kick, he sent Liu Zhenhai flying out of the arena.    

Three defeats!    

This time, even the five judges standing in front of them had a serious expression on their faces. The strength of the Japanese team members was too shocking. After three rounds, they were all the same.    

In addition, many judges thought that if they were to fight, they would be unable to avoid that marvelous afterimage. The two sides were simply not on the same level.    

The faces of the senior executives on the platform also turned ugly. For the past few days, both sides had clashed with each other in different fields of knowledge. Only now did they reveal their true fangs.    

There were too many reasons for the opponent to be able to instantly win like this.    

But, what could he do!    

The people in the stands had already completely recognized the reality. The initial shock had turned into numbness, but more of it came from anger. As for the Martial Arts Association, they endured … Shame!    

Many people began to curse, and even more remained silent. On the other hand, the small team of Japanese students waved their flags and shouted excitedly … It was exceptionally ear-piercing!    

"Ge Wu, you go up."    

The Martial Association area was lifeless. Wang Ke barely managed to gather his spirits, and looked at Ge Wu with a complicated expression. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly said, "Remember, if there's a huge difference in strength, admit defeat!"    

After saying so, the members were all stunned. They were angry and aggrieved. Ge Wu also widened his eyes and looked at Wang Ke in disbelief.    

"After three rounds, we were all defeated in one move. Moreover, all three of them were heavily injured …"    

Wang Ke shook his head bitterly, "They might be able to cultivate inner strength. I don't want everyone to continue getting hurt."    

"Guild leader …"    

"Stop talking." Wang Ke decisively stopped everyone, "No matter what others say behind the scenes, I will fight them alone!"    

Hearing this, everyone was speechless for a long time. It was as if a ball of fire was exploding in their hearts.    

"I know what to do. Rest assured, President!" Ge Wu answered indifferently. However, he relaxed his fist three times and clenched it three more times.    

Ge Wu had practiced martial arts since he was young. He looked like a big man, but his mind was meticulous. He knew what kind of strength it was to produce inner strength. However, he would not give up, nor give up.    

"If you want to defeat me, then bring out your strength!" The moment he turned around, Ge Wu made up his mind.    

In the fourth match, the Japanese side unexpectedly had a tall and graceful woman. She had short hair and a flowing sea, making her appear very capable. Although her appearance couldn't be considered pretty, she still appeared to be brimming with heroic spirit.    

Seeing that it was a woman, everyone in the audience was startled. Many of them were hoping for a fluke.    

"This is a woman, we might have a chance to win."    

"It's hard to say. You didn't watch those vicious and powerful people on TV. Are they also women?"    

"Hmph, if your Martial Association can't even win over a single woman this time, don't even think about raising your head and becoming a human in the school anymore, just dissolve it."    

"…"    

Complicated, lucky, bitter, mean, heckling... In the hearts of the people … It's always complicated.    

Since he was young, his grandfather had told him that there were three types of people that were scariest in the world. One was vicious women, the second was capable women, and the third was beautiful women, the most vicious women!    

The fact that his opponent could represent Japan in this battle was enough to prove everything.    

The fourth round, Jiangdu University's Ge Wu, against Sakura University's Takefu Yoshi! The competition begins! "    

As soon as the referee's voice fell, it immediately caused a wave of boos.    

"Takefu Yoshi? Why does it feel so familiar, could it be a close relative of the popular educator Xiao Lan? "    

"Beauty, go back and be your educator. We're all waiting to see."    

"The Wutu Family …" It is indeed different from the others. May I ask if you know the flight attendant? "    

"…"    

Most of the people in the stands started to jeer at her. Anger flashed across Takefu Yoshi's face before it quickly disappeared. However, her gaze had turned ice-cold.    

"Boss, do you think Ol 'Three can win?" Little Fatty, Ge Wu and the rest came over again and asked in concern.    

Zhang Yang shook his head and didn't say anything. He slightly frowned.    

Anxiety appeared on everyone's faces, and they were at a loss of what to do.    

"Zhang Yang, why were the three people on stage so fast?" Su Su asked in a low voice, "If it was you, could you dodge it?"    

"It's not that they are fast."    

Zhang Yang shook his head decisively, but he was still unsure about his next words. He glanced at Su Su and whispered, "It's kind of like Secret Arts!"    

"Secrets …" Su Su opened her eyes wide and said a single word. She quickly covered her mouth in disbelief.    

"Don't be nervous." Zhang Yang smiled lightly, "I only said it's similar to the Secret Arts, but it's not a real Secret Arts, it's not even considered skin."    

"Hu!" Su Su let out a long breath and rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang. Just as she was about to continue speaking, her face suddenly changed as if she had thought of something.    

"Do you think their afterimages are Japanese Ninjutsu?"    

This time, Su Su did not lower her voice. Little Fatty and the others heard her and looked over in surprise, "Ninjutsu? Could it be that those scenes on the television were real, and they suddenly disappeared? "Then where is it?"    

Zhang Yang also cast a curious gaze. Compared to other people's surprise, he accepted it the quickest because he himself was a cultivator.    

Moreover, he also knew that countless years ago, in this world, there existed a powerful cultivation civilization, and those people were all called cultivators. He even faintly determined that the Extreme Profound Wonderland near the Divine Dragon Sect should be the remnants of a cultivator.    

"The Ninjutsu of Japan has always been a mystery."    

Su Su's gaze turned complicated. "However, I once heard of an ancient … Cough cough, I heard that the Japanese Ninjutsu is a Five-element Escape Arts that was born in China. "    

Pausing for a moment, he welcomed everyone's strange expression and bitterly smiled. "Don't look at me. I know that these are legends because our world doesn't have cultivators or immortals."    

As he said that, he quickly glanced at Zhang Yang and continued, "However, up until now, no one has been able to explain the mysteries of the Ninjutsu."    

"Five Elements Escape …"    

Zhang Yang muttered in his heart and stopped interrupting. He narrowed his eyes and focused on the arena. The match had already begun and the rest of the people were paying full attention to the match.    

The two of them were already fighting. Ge Wu was very tall, but he did not lose his agility. Takefu Yoshi was not inferior to him either. The two of them collided three times in a row.    

This time, Ge Wu did not lose in an instant, and Takefu Yoshi also did not display her astounding afterimage. The two sides fought back and forth and in an instant, they had already exchanged ten punches and eight kicks.    

They parted as soon as they touched, pouncing over at the same time, quickly beating them at high speed, making the spectators in the stands feel extremely agitated and nervous.    

The layman watched the commotion while the expert watched the flow.    

The soldiers in the stands and the referee in the front could see that Ge Wu had always been suppressed. On the other hand, when Takefu Yoshi attacked first, each move was faster than the last. She didn't even give him a chance to catch his breath.    

Suddenly, Ge Wu shouted. Using his power, he rushed out. The instant his feet left the ground, his body jumped like a tiger in the air. His steel-like knees ferociously smashed towards Takefu Yoshi.    

Normally, whether it was the spectators, the soldiers, or the referee, they would all shout "good news." However, at this moment, they were all incomparably nervous.    

Ge Wu was already angry. The knee strike was so powerful that a sharp whistle could be heard.    

At the critical moment, Zhang Yang clearly saw a scornful sneer appear on Takefu Yoshi's face. Facing the incoming punch, she abruptly took a step to the left.    

Then, his body spun like a top and he instantly appeared behind Ge Wu. He raised his arm and formed a palm with his five fingers.