Thirty Years in the East, Thirty Years in the West

"Eh…"

The surrounding audience looked at Goldman with pity as he was carried away by the medical staff. After this blow, his heart probably collapsed. He had punched the enemies so many times, but nothing had happened.

However, he had been hit by a punch and was sent flying. He let out a blood-curdling scream and fell unconscious. Was there a crueler ending than this in the world? This Xia Ping was indeed a demon.

"Damn it, can't anyone punish this bully?"

"Looking at this boy's cocky appearance in the arena, I'm not convinced."

"What kind of cultivation technique did this brat use?" "Why is he fine no matter how I fight?"

"There's no justice in this world. How can such a scumbag enter the top four? "Is there any law in this world?!"

The audience wailed in grief. They felt extremely aggrieved in their hearts. They were basically unable to express the depression in their hearts. They actually watched helplessly as this boy advanced step by step into the semifinals, but no one could stop him.

The students of Class Thirty-Six were numb. They were already in the top four. Even if this kid won the championship, it was not impossible.

"Exactly what sort of protective cultivation technique is this?" "Why is it so strange yet so formidable?" The beautiful eyes of the homeroom teacher, Qiuxue, flickered as she revealed a trace of doubt.

Even with her eyesight, she could not tell what cultivation technique Xia Ping was using.

However, this kind of thing cannot be questioned. After all, the school was a place where people taught the Dao. There was no mandatory requirement for which cultivation technique students had to cultivate. This was the freedom of the students, and no one had the right to ask.

Soon, the semifinals began.

Without a doubt, Jiang Yaru used her powerful strength to easily defeat her opponent and enter the top four.

The other two who made it into the top four were also frequent visitors in the school's top ten. They were a man and a woman, respectively called Hong Yu and Zhu Erqin. They were both experts in the sixth layer of the Martial Apprentice realm.

Xia Ping's opponent was Hong Yu, and Zhu Erqin's opponent was Jiang Yaru.

Clang!

The bell rang, and both teams went on stage at the same time.

However, no one expected that as soon as Hong Yu went on stage, he said to the referee, "I admit defeat."

What?!

Everyone was shocked and looked at Hong Yu with their mouths agape. They never thought that Hong Yu would actually make such a decision and admit defeat in the semifinals. Was he crazy?

However, Hong Yu had his own thoughts. After watching Xia Ping's previous matches, he knew that he was not Xia Ping's match at all. If he went up reluctantly, he would probably end up like Zhou Tai'an and Goldman Sachs. He would have to be seriously injured for a month.

Since he could not defeat his opponent, he might as well surrender. After all, the college entrance examination is very important in the next few months. There was no need to get injured here.

The referee was also a little surprised. "You really admit defeat?"

"That's right, I admit defeat." Hong Yu left the ring very readily. The referee had no choice but to announce the result.

Xia Ping won without a fight and successfully entered the finals.

As for Jiang Yaru, she quickly defeated her opponent, Zhu Erqin, and with one punch, she sent Zhu Erqin flying off the stage, rendering her opponent unable to retaliate.

"It can't be. "Did he really let this kid enter the finals?"

"Damn, doesn't that mean that this fellow will definitely win? Who doesn't know that this fellow is a gigolo? "He has an affair with Jiang Yaru."

"Isn't that right? When the time comes, this guy will bootlick and say some sweet nothings to make Jiang Yaru surrender. "Won't the school's champion be in his hands in no time?"

"This is a black box assignment. Both husband and wife are in first and second place. "What's there to fight for?"

"I can't accept this. This kid won the championship and won the beauty. He has taken all the benefits."

"Don't worry, this bastard will be struck by lightning sooner or later."

Many students cursed fiercely, extremely unwilling.

At this time, Xia Ping and Jiang Yaru also went onto the stage. Finally, it was the finals, and everyone was watching. Whoever won would be the school's champion and would receive the school's prize money of 100,000 federal coins.

Of course, even the second place would receive a reward of around 10,000 federal coins. The third and fourth places would receive 5,000 federal coins and 1,000 federal coins, respectively.

"Xia Ping."

Jiang Yaru looked at Xia Ping with burning eyes and revealed a strange expression. "I never thought that I would be able to fight you in the arena one day. "This feeling is really too strange."

According to Xia Ping's results, he was only at the third layer of the Martial Apprentice realm. He was not even qualified to participate in the tournament, let alone stand on the stage of the finals.

"Life is full of ups and downs. "Don't look down on a poor youth." Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, revealing the bearing of a grandmaster. His eyes seemed to have seen through the prosperity of the world. "But don't think that I'm the same as before. "If we really fight, even you, Jiang Yaru, will not be my match."

"It would appear that you are indeed a bit different."

Jiang Yaru also felt that Xia Ping's aura was completely different from before. He was no longer that big boy from the neighbor's house, but a martial arts expert who could compete with her on the stage.

Even martial arts experts like Zhou Tai'an and Goldman Sachs had been crippled by his punch. They had no ability to retaliate. Even she would not underestimate such combat power. She had to treat it seriously.

"Come on, let me see how much you've grown." Jiang Yaru took up a stance, emitting the powerful aura of a seventh layer Martial Apprentice, like a mountain.

This was the true appearance of a genius girl who dominated the entire school. Once she started fighting, she was stronger than anyone else.

"I admit defeat."

Suddenly, Xia Ping turned around and spoke to the referee.

"Admit defeat?!"

Jiang Yaru was stunned. What on earth was going on? Where was that look of a Martial Dao expert just now? That expression that said he would never lose Now, you actually admitted defeat for me? What a joke!

The referee was also a little stunned and did not know what to do.

"Xia Ping, don't joke around." "Fight me seriously immediately." Jiang Yaru said angrily, "I know that you are very strong." It's impossible for you to admit defeat so easily. "Are you looking down on me, Jiang Yaru?"

She glared at Xia Ping, her body exuding a terrifying anger, like a fierce tiger.

Hearing this, Xia Ping rubbed the back of his head and revealed a worried expression. He said, "Wifey, don't be angry. We can talk about the duel later, but you have to be careful. "Don't get pregnant."

"Of course, if you want to hit me, just hit me." My skin is rough, and my flesh is thick. I can take it. "I've been beaten up by you many times before; I'm used to it."

He patted his chest to show how strong he was.

Jiang Yaru was stunned. Her mind was muddled, and she could not think. She did not understand what Xia Ping was talking about. "The fetus? "What are you talking about?"

Her eyes were filled with doubt.

However, Jiang Yaru did not understand. The surrounding students and even teachers were in an uproar. Everyone was shocked and looked at Jiang Yaru with their mouths agape.