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Chapter 89: It’s Your Turn

Footsteps echoed from the other side of the plaza. A young man with a cross-shaped scar over his left eyebrow slowly emerged from behind a stone wall. He was dragging a bloody, mutilated body.

“Your teammates are as weak as quails.” The scarred youth threw the bloody body down the steps and said indifferently, “I only used three moves, and he was defeated... Let me introduce myself. I’m Jia Yiyu, the chief weapons specialist of Longteng High School.”

Li Xiaofei’s heart sank. The bloody, mutilated figure—who else could it be but Bai Longfei? His limbs were completely broken and bent at horrifying angles. His chest was caved in. It was impossible to tell how many bones were shattered. Bai Longfei couldn’t even choose to die if he wanted to.

“You’re here...” Bai Longfei struggled to lift his head and said, “Damn it, letting you see me in such an ugly state. How will I ever compete with you for the title of Red Flag High School’s most handsome guy?”

Li Xiaofei quickly stepped forward to try and help.

“Stay back.” Bai Longfei immediately stopped him. “Can you check if my hairstyle is messed up?”

Li Xiaofei was puzzled. Bai Longfei tried to blow away his blood-soaked bangs, but they didn’t move.

“Damn it, my hairstyle is really messed up,” Bai Longfei said angrily. “Those Longteng bastards have no sense of aesthetics. I’ll remember you all.”

He bit off his own tongue.

“Mmph, see you in the next round,” he said, his voice garbled.

Bai Longfei had a proud and defiant expression on his face as he transformed into a stream of data light and disappeared.

Jia Yiyu said indifferently, “Oh, noted. Next time, I’ll remember to cut off your tongue too.”

Li Xiaofei clenched his fists, a pale golden flame igniting around his body. The immense anger and killing intent inside him had begun to boil over. At that moment, the members of Longteng High School still had no idea what kind of monster they had provoked.

Zheng Shou, continued to smile faintly and said, “Alright, there’s one last gift. I think you’ve already guessed it...”

The last member of the Longteng team, Xing Yuantao, dragged the severely injured and half-conscious Fang Buyi by the hair, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

“Want to see your teammate?” Xing Yuantao asked as he slapped Fang Buyi hard, forcing him to wake up. “Red Flag trash, do you think Li Xiaofei can still take on all five of us this time?”

Fang Buyi struggled to open his swollen eyelids. He looked at Li Xiaofei. His eyes held a glimmer of hope but there was more worry and regret.

Ten minutes ago, when the Longteng team appeared, Fang Buyi knew this match was lost. But when he was gravely injured and captured, Fang Buyi\'s heart calmed down.

He began to ponder a question.

As a member of the Red Flag High School team, were they too weak? So weak that they couldn\'t provide the slightest bit of help to Li Xiaofei and instead became his biggest burden. Did they still have the right to stay in the school team? Was this persistence a mistake?

Was this the same as the past two years, when they repeatedly dragged Yan Chiyu down despite their utmost efforts? The final result was still so disheartening. Fang Buyi didn\'t speak. His eyes were full of apology. Xing Yuantao grabbed his neck and slowly twisted.

Fang Buyi\'s neck was broken with a long crunch. As the system registered his death, his form dissolved into a stream of data light and disappeared.

"The first stage of the show is over." Zheng Shou looked down at Li Xiaofei from above and asked, "How do you feel? Are you satisfied?"

Li Xiaofei stared at him. The flames of anger in his eyes could melt metal. He took off the pouch from his back. He threw the long sword and broadsword to the ground. Then, he slowly clenched his fists.

At that moment, Li Xiaofei resembled a beast on the brink of losing control, ready to devour anyone in its path. Zheng Shou was completely unconcerned. He leisurely walked down from the stone steps of the temple.

A dark gray starforce flame swirled around his body like an illusory, flickering light, manifesting behind him as a crimson-eyed fierce ape roaring at the sky. It was the peak-level Grade One star beast, the Gray-Haired Bear Ape. This phenomenon appeared when he exerted his full strength after undergoing a new weapon transplant surgery.

"The second stage of the show will be concluded by me personally," said Zheng Shou.

He slowly moved his arms, releasing tremendous pressure. Even the air around him distorted with visible ripples under the intense starforce of his tenth stage cultivation.

"You excel in martial techniques, don\'t you? How convenient, so do I," Zheng Shou taunted as he steadily approached the cornered Li Xiaofei.

"One punch. Just one punch! Let my final punch put an end to your laughable underdog myth. Then garbage schools like yours will understand that being trampled into the mud is your only fate. Return to the bottom of the league where you belong."

Zheng Shou paused briefly and retracted his right arm. His fist tightened like an arrow as his body grew as taut as a drawn bow. Behind him, the apparition of the Gray-Haired Bear Ape roared, mirroring his punch. The terrifying sound of explosive force surged forth like a breaking dam.

Opposite him, Li Xiaofei remained silent. He simply threw his own punch using the Vajra Wrathful Mountain Split paired with Threefold Divine Strength. The power of his punch tripled. No frills, just a straightforward, powerful punch. The air between them crackled and shattered as the two titanic forces collided.

BOOM!

In that moment, the broadcast screen showed only two figures. Or rather, two fists. One fist carried the destructive force of a bursting dam, while the other shimmered with a simple, unassuming, faint golden light. The two opposing forces seemed to travel through centuries before finally clashing.

But the expected explosive roar of clashing energies did not occur. The simple golden fist effortlessly pierced through the dark gray, apocalyptic fist like the dawn light through the darkness.

A look of disbelief and shock appeared on Zheng Shou\'s face. He saw his right fist, right arm, and the entire right side of his body vanish in an instant. It was as if that part of his flesh and bone had never belonged to him.

The strongest star student of Longteng High School stood there with only the left side of his body remaining. He didn’t even have time to utter a sound as he turned into a stream of data light and disappeared. It was an instant kill!

But this was not the end. The golden fist\'s residual energy did not diminish, continuing to surge forward from the point where Zheng Shou had vanished.

Boom!

The stone wall of the temple was blasted open, leaving a one-meter diameter black hole.

Boom, boom, boom!

Explosions echoed from the depths of the temple. The punch continued to pierce through layers of stone walls and rows of stone pillars.

What kind of terrifying punch is this?

The other four members of the Longteng team had no time to react; everything was over in an instant.

Li Xiaofei slowly retracted his fist. His shirt had been shattered by the immense power of the punch. His bare, muscular chest was covered in a fine layer of blood droplets from the immense strain. The sight was both horrifying and awe-inspiring.

He looked at the remaining four members of the Longteng team, his voice as cold as the depths of hell itself.

"Now it\'s your turn," Li Xiaofei said.