Zhang Kai, disregarding the ongoing match, directly scolded, "Su Bai, you're disrupting the competition's order. What kind of behavior is this? Hurry up and put those things away!"
Su Bai scratched his head, looking earnest and innocent, and said, "Chief Instructor, I've read our competition rules several tis and didn't find any issues?"
Hearing Su Bai's stubbornness, Zhang Kai beca furious, "Nonsense! You're violating..."
"Violating... hmm..."
As one of the emcees for the provincial league, Zhang Kai was naturally familiar with all the procedures and rules. However, no matter which rule he tried to apply to Su Bai, it didn't seem to fit.
Su Bai hadn't violated any rules at all?!!
For a mont, Zhang Kai was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.
At this mont, Colonel Zhao Qingfeng, the military judge on the referee's panel, slowly spoke, "Su Bai has not violated the league's rules."
"The match continues."
He looked at Su Bai and Little Eight with interest.
All's fair in war?
What an interesting little guy.
...
Seeing Su Bai's almost contemptuous expression, Li Lingfeng's face turned as red as a pig's liver. Without a word, he raised his battle blade and charged forward.
"This is too much!"
He knew he wasn't a match for that giant turtle. Since Su Bai was sitting there munching on peanuts and drinking cola, he decided to bypass the giant turtle and defeat Su Bai directly!
But reality proved he was overthinking!
What even a Silver Tier agile Nether Cat couldn't achieve, could Li Lingfeng?
Naive!
Moreover, even if Little Eight didn't use its innate skills and wasn't particularly fast, that was only in comparison to its other attributes.
With defense and physique both exceeding two hundred points, and agility only at sixty, it indeed wasn't fast.
But generally, Bronze Mid Tier or even high-tier martial artists, unless they were like the Nether Cat with a focus on agility, wouldn't have agility reaching sixty points!
Li Lingfeng happened to be a martial artist not particularly skilled in agility; his speed was truly not as fast as Little Eight's.
This... this could only be attributed to his incredibly bad luck, being completely outmatched!
Little Eight took a step forward, appearing directly in front of Li Lingfeng, and swung a paw at him without hesitation.
Li Lingfeng was stunned by the sudden appearance of the massive black shadow in front of him.
"???"
This turtle is so fast!
"Boom~"
After this thought flashed through Li Lingfeng's mind, he couldn't dodge in ti and was sent flying.
If Little Eight hadn't controlled its strength, that slap could have shattered Li Lingfeng into pieces!
"Wow!"
Flying through the air, Li Lingfeng spat blood.
After landing, he struggled to get up, but his bones felt as if they had fallen apart, leaving him powerless.
A Martial Academy instructor imdiately stepped forward to count, "10...9..."
In the audience, so spectators were dumbfounded.
"Isn't the captain of Qingyun Martial Academy an idiot? How could he not dodge such a big slap? The speed wasn't even that fast, right?"
"Brother, it's obvious you didn't study physics well. Although it looks like the turtle isn't fast, that's because its large size makes it visible to your visual nerves. But when you actually face that slap, you'll find that even if you can react, your body can't keep up, and you can't dodge it."
"It's like a car coming at you; no matter which direction you run, it keeps chasing you. Even if your eyes and brain can react, can your legs? Can you dodge it?"
"Seems to make sense!"
"Gosh, even a Bronze Mid Tier martial artist can't withstand a single blow from the turtle. This turtle is unbeatable!"
"You're kidding. Being able to slay a Silver Tier beast, how can it be easy to deal with?"
While the audience discussed, the instructor finished the ten-second countdown.
In the end, Li Lingfeng couldn't muster the strength to stand and was carried away by dical personnel.
Subsequently, Qingyun Martial Academy sent their second contestant to the stage. Before going on, the principal repeatedly instructed him:
"Zhang Xuan, stay away from that turtle once you're on stage. That turtle isn't slow. If it gets close to you, there's no escape."
"But once you maintain a certain distance, it's not as agile. Then you just need to find an opportunity to attack Su Bai. Su Bai, as a Beast Tar, is physically weak. If you can get close, you might have a chance to win!"
Zhang Xuan nodded, walking onto the arena with a serious expression, cautiously observing Little Eight.
Seeing the opponent not daring to approach, Little Eight directly shielded Su Bai behind it, too lazy to move, waiting for the opponent to co closer.
Seeing this, Zhang Xuan's forehead veins throbbed.
Originally, he planned to circle the arena with the turtle, creating more distance between it and Su Bai, then find an opportunity to attack Su Bai and win the match.
But the turtle seed to see through his plan, standing still to protect Su Bai.
How could he fight like this?
But already on the arena, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to think of a way, knowing he couldn't confront it head-on. The turtle was practically invincible at the sa tier, and he was no match for it.
So, Zhang Xuan began testing Little Eight's limits, hopping around like a grasshopper, moving along the edge of the arena, inching closer to Su Bai.
Su Bai, seeing this, ignored him, continuing to munch on his peanuts. By this ti, he had drunk a third of his cola.
When Zhang Xuan finally maneuvered behind Little Eight, with Su Bai in between, his eyes flashed with determination. With a sudden burst of speed, he dashed toward Su Bai, his battle blade aid straight at him!
Su Bai glanced at his opponent, still over twenty ters away, and completely ignored him.
Little Eight and Su Bai were in sync. The massive turtle didn't move, only swaying its rear slightly.
Zhang Xuan noticed Little Eight's movent, remaining highly alert, but seeing it was too late for Little Eight to turn around, he felt a surge of joy.
"Hmph, it's too late to turn now!"
"Su Bai, you've lost!"
With a cold snort, the battle blade was less than five ters from Su Bai, ready to strike in the next instant!
However, at this mont, a shadow as thick as a tree trunk ca whistling through the air with a gust of wind.
"Ding!"
The sound of tal clashing rang out, as if the blade had struck a steel plate.
"Boom!"
A trendous force traveled up the hand holding the blade, and Zhang Xuan spat blood in mid-air, being flung away by the shadow.
What a move, the turtle's tail swipe!
Throughout, Su Bai's peanut-eating never paused. After taking a sip of cola, he said, "Brother, go get treated quickly!"
Zhang Xuan struggled on the ground, full of unwillingness and disbelief. He never imagined the turtle had such a move!
In the end, he ended up like Li Lingfeng, carried off the arena by dical staff.
The principal of Qingyun Martial Academy watched with a stern expression, constantly pondering counterasures.
In his view, Su Bai, the Beast Tar, was truly formidable.
Qingyun Martial Academy had already lost two matches in a row. Now, the team only had a Bronze Mid Tier sophomore and two ordinary high-tier freshn left. They might just get swept by Su Bai!
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