"Su Yue, let's skip the nonsense. Today, I'm here to seize power... No, actually, I'm here to run for class president."

Liao Ji's lips barely touched the teacup; he might have drunk too quickly and the water was hot, causing his forehead to tingle.

"Speak, what's your method of seizing power?"

Su Yue smiled slightly.

"We're all martial artists, so of course, we should use the way of martial artists—a one-on-one duel.

"The first election, I didn't understand the rules, didn't know the assessment involved taking a beating, so I admitted my loss candidly.

"This time, I want to restore my reputation.

"Su Yue, we're quite familiar with each other. You should know my combat skill level well."

Liao Ji handed the thermos cup to someone beside him, his face full of longing.

The persona of an invincible man of virtue cannot collapse.

"So, shall we start the fight?"

Su Yue's expression didn't change.

"Su Yue, I won't bully you.

"Ten moves... If I can't defeat you in ten moves without you running away, then I lose.

"Of course, if you run for your life, you lose, since it's not a running race."

Liao Ji drew a bladeless broadsword from his back waist.

This was also for safety.

"Su Yue, find your weapon."

Swish.

The blade pointed directly at Su Yue. Liao Ji was brimming with fighting spirit.

"Liao Ji, be sure to show restraint when you attack."

Gong Ling appeared anxious.

"Ten moves? Such a hassle.

"How about this, I will just stand here. If my foot moves even a bit, I will consider myself defeated.

"I will only counter with one move. If that move does not defeat you, I also lose.

"As for a weapon? My fists are my weapons."

Su Yue, with his right hand behind his back, extended his left hand, making a gesture inviting him in.

"Su Yue, you're going too far."

Liao Ji was truly angered.

This guy is simply too arrogant, acting like a martial arts master, intending to teach me with one hand?

Defeat me in one move?

That's simply an insult.

It's everyone's duty to defeat show-offs.

"Su Yue, you..."

Liao Ping tried to advise Su Yue not to exert himself too much.

"Liao Ping, mind your own business."

Liao Ji directly interrupted.

"Su Yue, in these two months, you must have improved as well, so I won't hold back.

"If I accidentally hurt you, I'll take care of the medical expenses."

Gang Qi Knife.

Liao Ji also acted decisively, holding the knife with both hands, stepping forward, and then the semi-circular blade arc went slashing towards Su Yue's face parallelly.

He wasn't aiming to kill Su Yue.

The other side was not a fool; he would definitely dodge, and Liao Ji's move was a feint to block Su Yue's retreat.

His real kill move was the next attack, aiming for Su Yue's abdomen.

The fight started suddenly, and everyone held their breath.

Knives and swords are ruthless; there must not appear any serious injuries.

"This kid has grown quite a bit in two months."

Facing the oncoming blade arc, Su Yue nodded appreciatively like an elder.

After understanding the truth of combat techniques, Su Yue had already lost his awe for the Gang Qi Knife.

At Liao Ji's level, if placed in a fighting arena, he would be about a B7 level.

Such an opponent, he could handle ten of them.

Bam!

"Su Yue, it's dangerous."

Zhou Yuncan looked gravely at the two, watching as the blade arc was about to descend. Su Yue should dodge.

However.

He actually raised his hand, intending to grab the blade barehanded.

Yes.

Merely wrapped in a few tattered cloth strips, his bare hand went straight to grab the blade.

Fool!

Even an unopened blade could shatter your hand bones.

Not only Zhou Yuncan, but everyone else also held their breath.

Did Su Yue have a problem with his brain?

Receiving a blade with bare hands?

The Gang Qi Knife is a combat technique that only a first-rate martial artist can train.

Thud.

A dull sound fell.

Everyone was even more astonished, as if even the nearby air had frozen.

Brrrr!

The blade stopped less than ten centimeters from Su Yue's forehead.

Unfortunately, the point of the blade was caught between Su Yue's thumb and forefinger, and the blade trembled, unable to advance an inch further.

"Gang Qi... Vigorous Fist?

"Oh my God, Su Yue has learned a combat technique too!"

With an exclamation, everyone realized that Su Yue's palm was also wrapped with a layer of Gang Qi.

Crack!

Su Yue's hand gave a slight shake, the hilt vibrated, and Liao Ji instantly lost control over the broadsword.

"Without your broadsword, you cannot execute the Gang Qi Knife.

"And I, in fact, can also use the Gang Qi Knife."

Holding the blade tip, Su Yue swung his arm, and he surprisingly used the hilt to slash out a Gang Qi arc.

The application of Gang Qi, ultimately alike, Su Yue had long since mastered it proficiently.

The sudden attack scared Liao Ji out of his wits.

Su Yue receiving the blade barehanded and being able to use Gang Qi too left him utterly shocked.

To know, two months ago, Su Yue was still a rookie ignorant of Gang Qi, how could he possibly learn it in just two months.

Moreover, much stronger than himself, it's even more unbelievable.

Yet, before he could collect his thoughts, Su Yue's counterattack was already upon him.

No time to dodge.

Su Yue's move sealed off all his means of retreat, and it was scarily fast.

"It's over, if this move lands on my head, I'll need to be hospitalized for half a month."

Liao Ji stood there stunned, with no time to evade.

The flick-of-a-lightning reversal left the others frozen on the spot.

"Su Yue, hold back..."

Liao Ping, anxious, almost jumped up.

Buzzzz!

Seeing the hilt about to smack Liao Ji's face, Su Yue gently shook his arm, dispersing the blade arc.

Smack!

Su Yue lightly placed the hilt on Liao Ji's neck.

"Don't worry, I won't injure you.

"You're being immature; as a leader, I can't be as immature as you.

"Competition among classmates is a good thing; next time, be mindful, minks are for winter, don't get heatstroke in this hot weather."

Su Yue shook his head, he felt a bit like Dugu Qiubai.

"I...

"Su Yue, you said you didn't know martial arts.

"Forget it, I admit defeat... thanks for sparing my life."

Licking his dry lips, Liao Ji spoke with lingering fear.

If Su Yue hadn't held back just now, he really might have ended up in the hospital.

Of course, the formalities of the martial arts world couldn't be skipped; it shows magnanimity.

"I, Su, rely on my conduct throughout life... No, rely on virtue to win people over.

"Everyone respects me as class president due to my personal charm, not my Qi Blood value and combat power.

"As for Qi Blood, it is merely the icing on the cake.

"Come with me, everyone."

With that, Su Yue led a group of bewildered people to the nearby detection chamber.

He still held the sphere single-handedly.

Not long after, the Qi Blood chamber showed a result of 23 cal.

At that moment, it seemed like people heard something shatter—perhaps the sound of their hearts breaking.

From 19 cal to 23 cal.

In just two months, an increase of 4 cal.

What happened to Su Yue during this time.

Liao Ping was even more doubtful.

We're all human, why is there such a huge difference?

"I'm not flaunting or anything, just setting a positive example for everyone.

"As class president, I hope everyone can reach the score line of the big four.

"Liao Ji, you must also work hard, I am still waiting for your challenge."

Patting Liao Ji on the shoulder, Su Yue dusted off his sleeves and leisurely walked away.

Just like an ancient knight, leaving after completing a task.

Behind Su Yue, everyone was left speechless and dry-mouthed in astonishment, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Manifest pretentiousness is most low-end; only the invisible can be fatal.

At that moment, Su Yue wanted to give himself a prize.

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