Super War God in the City-Chapter 352 Can’t Afford to Lose Anymore

Watching Jiang Shi charge like a mad bull, Wu Cai felt extremely elated, "Hahaha, you idiot, let your raging cosmos burst forth!

They say anger is the best fuel for an explosion, so rage on, trash!"

The crowd below watched Jiang Shi's bloodshot eyes that looked as though they could consume someone, empathizing deeply with his feelings, despite his slim chances of victory.

But he was fighting for the honor of the entire Martial Arts Academy, for the entirety of Binzhou University—his courage and perseverance deserved everyone's respect.

"Jiang Shi, fight on! Jiang Shi, fight on! Fight on..." Suddenly, someone in the crowd started a chant.

Then, more and more people in front of the Fighting Stage began to cheer and show their support, their spirits lifting, inspiring defiance against the enemy, an unprecedented unity!

Hearing the encouragement from below, the cries of support, Jiang Shi's blood boiled, his eyes fixed on one belief—to take down this arrogant and pompous outsider.

"Heh, I like your anger!" Wu Cai sneered, his twin short swords transforming into two shadowy streaks slashing towards Jiang Shi.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Shi's three-section staff collided with Wu Cai's short swords, and a resounding clang of metal echoed throughout the Fighting Stage.

Despite being one realm inferior in cultivation to Wu Cai, Jiang Shi, driven by sheer valor, managed over ten moves without being bested.

Qi He slightly raised his eyebrow from the stands, "This Jiang Shi is indeed promising; just this spirit of valor has already gained him entry into the world of cultivating martial arts. With further training, he will surely be one to craft."

Wu Rao's eyes also revealed a touch of surprise, merely a touch, as she could see that Jiang Shi was fighting desperately.

Moreover, in terms of cultivation techniques and martial techniques, he was far less skilled than Wu Cai on the opposite side. Defeat was just a matter of time.

Although she disapproved of Wu Cai's behavior and character, that was how the Martial Arts World operated: the law of the jungle, beyond reproach.

Wu Rao glanced at Jiang Shi on the Fighting Stage and shook her head slightly, "This surge of energy cannot last long, exhaustion will be the moment of his downfall."

However, she too was touched by the atmosphere created by those around her, feeling a slight stir of emotion.

So, she would not stand by and watch Jiang Shi die on the stage; she would intervene when necessary!

Even Shen Tie and the principal, Wan Zhenghao, sitting nearby, were slightly astonished, a hint of pleasant surprise in their eyes; Wu Cai's behavior had been a bit too much.

Having been involved in numerous recruitment assessments at Zhongnan, they knew the arrogance and haughtiness of those martial arts families, their disdain for the Secular World.

But Wu Cai today was by far the worst they had seen in many years.

This was their home ground, Binzhou University, and to be ridiculed like this was a dishonor for both, but due to their fear of the noble families, they could only swallow their pride.

In the Martial Arts World, strength ruled supreme.

"Kid, I hope you can win some pride back for the Martial Arts Academy and Binzhou University!" both thought to themselves.

The crowd surrounding the Fighting Stage became electrified; they had assumed Jiang Shi would, at best, last only a few moves like Zuo Zhengqing, never expecting him to fight on equal terms with his opponent.

"Fight on, fight on, defeat the Martial Noble House, defeat Wu Cai, beat Wu Cai..." The noise surged like a tide, the whole crowd exploding, a tsunami of voices that grew louder and louder.

The disdainful mockery from Qi Xiumin, Chang Jun, and others was like a small ripple, instantly drowned out by the shouts of thousands.

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The group was stunned by the spectacle, exchanging looks of shock and irritation—seemingly, they had provoked the crowd's wrath.

But what of it? Just wait until Wu Cai dealt harshly with that Secular World trash afterward. Then, let's see if these insects still dare to make such a racket!

Zhou Siyu, Bai Xin, Xu Miaotong, Jia Yan, and the rest from Zi Qiong were all hoarse from shouting, fervently cheering for Jiang Shi, waving their banners and crying out in support.

Wu Cai, struggling to defeat Jiang Shi on the fighting stage, felt a mix of shame and anger, especially when he heard the roaring condemnation from the crowd below, which irritated him greatly.

Even though he was a whole realm higher than Jiang Shi, the latter fought as if he had a death wish, always attacking and never defending. Every exchange between them resulted in mutual injury if Wu Cai tried to take him down.

This was practically a life-for-a-life situation; Wu Cai always held back, wary of injuring himself—he couldn't allow himself to be wounded by rubbish from the Secular World. What an utter disgrace that would be, something he could not tolerate.

"Damn it, this piece of trash, forcing me to just defend, is utterly humiliating!" Wu Cai was furious.

After grappling for no fewer than thirty rounds, Jiang Shi suddenly showed signs of exhaustion, his strength waning.

Wu Cai's eyes lit up, "Motherfucker, you can't keep up anymore, can you, damn your grandpa!"

A few rounds later, having identified a weakness, Wu Cai seized his chance. With one stroke, he knocked the three-section staff from Jiang Shi's hands and followed with a forceful sweep of his foot, kicking Jiang Shi and sending him flying off the fighting stage.

As Jiang Shi flew from the platform, Wu Cai cursed, "Pah, you want to fight to the death with me, huh? Damn it, I'll grant your wish and take your dog's life!"

He immediately leaped after Jiang Shi, looking to continue his pursuit off the stage!

This sight caught everyone off guard, the cheering stuck in their throats as if the air itself had frozen.

Wu Rao, who was sitting in the stands, shifted her gaze and the hidden weapon bead she was gripping was ready to be shot out. Discover stories at novelbuddy

At the same time, Shen Tie too shifted, preparing to stand up. He wouldn't let someone from his school get killed during this selection process!

Qi He's brows also furrowed. Although there were no explicit rules for the assessment, there was an unspoken understanding among everyone: injuries might be tolerated, but taking a life was forbidden!

Wu Cai knew this rule as well. Though he dared not kill this 'trash', disabling his limbs was not a problem.

He immediately shouted to those in the stands, "When this kid was playing with his life against me, none of you stepped in to stop it. Now I'm only doing the same thing to him, yet now you want to interfere? Are you being partial?"

These accusatory words left the few people on the stand momentarily stiff. Wu Cai did have a point, as Jiang Shi really had been trading life for life just moments ago.

However, before they could react, Fan Zhan, who had been on guard nearby, gripping his Vajra Staff, shouted and without a second word charged towards Wu Cai.

"Whoosh!"

The Vajra Staff whipped through the air with a howl, aiming straight for Wu Cai's head.

"You damned thing, playing a war of attrition, huh? Today I'll turn you all into invalids!" Wu Cai roared in response, raising his sword to meet Fan Zhan's oncoming Vajra Staff.

"Bang!"

Fan Zhan's cultivation was on par with Wu Cai's, and their weapons collided solidly. Wu Cai was shocked to find that parrying the Vajra Staff with his short sword was quite a challenge.

He was shaken to the point of numbness in his arms, nearly losing grip on his short sword.

This was compounded by the fact that he had been fighting successive battles and, being a lecherous fellow, hadn't refrained from fooling around with Qi Xiumin in the past few days, leaving him rather drained.

Although he was a martial artist, unless one practiced specific Dharma Gates involving Yin and Yang Dual Cultivation, typical Martial Techniques did not extend to cultivating the waist, and excessive indulgence could indeed deplete one's Essence Origin.

Seeing Wu Cai being beaten back by a single staff strike, Fan Zhan's spirits lifted, realizing after just one exchange that he could take down Wu Cai himself!

"Motherfucker, if I don't turn this around, where will my face be? Then I won't have the face to lift my head in front of Ling Fan, at the Martial Arts Academy, or in front of all my classmates at Binzhou University," he thought.

Emboldened by the success of his last strike, Fan Zhan grew more confident. He couldn't afford to lose this fight, no matter what!

"You mongrel, take another hit from Grandpa Fan!" Fan Zhan roared once more, the Vajra Staff in his hands whirling majestically as it flew towards Wu Cai.