Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 511 - 197: Su Yue’s Lack of Empathy_4

He really wasn’t capable of taking care of his son.

Others tried to avoid suspicion and did their best not to give special attention either.

Who would have thought that the son of Prince Qing would unknowingly become so outstanding?

"Everyone, just watch the competition. Zhao Jiangtao, stop applying for a poverty scholarship for Su Yue; the Ministry of Education won’t approve it. Su Qingfeng has already been stripped of many rights.

"Besides, Su Yue doesn’t need those two or three hundred credits, so don’t cause trouble."

Reminded the Minister of Education.

"Okay!"

Zhao Jiangtao nodded.

The other principals also glanced over.

If the son of Prince Qing is considered poor, then all other students might as well sell their blood.

"You can apply in writing for a special contribution scholarship; fill in the amount as you see fit, but don’t go overboard. The Ministry of Education can approve the scholarship; the Elixir Group can’t interfere."

The Minister of Education added.

"Haha, understood, thank you, Minister."

Zhao Jiangtao laughed heartily.

This is practically a benefit from the Ministry of Education for Su Yue.

As educators,

seeing a student as outstanding as Su Yue, who wouldn’t cherish it?

"Dongwu only has Meng Yang left. If it weren’t for Meng Yang, this final could really be lost."

Commented the Principal of Beiwu.

"Even without Meng Yang, we wouldn’t lose."

The Principal of Dongwu said with a cold face.

Determined not to lose face, he had to keep his pride.

"Why not try it? Don’t send Meng Yang."

Zhao Jiangtao got interested.

"Watch the match quietly and mind your manners."

The Principal of Dongwu glared at Zhao Jiangtao.

What kind of world is this?

Can’t even show off anymore.

How stupid would I have to be to give up Meng Yang.

Zhao Jiangtao is an utter fool.

Actually, the Principal of Dongwu knew it well. If Su Qingfeng’s son were left to grow, in the coming years, West Martial might continue to dominate the hundred school battles.

This year, the opportunity must be grasped.

How did a perfectly good Gu technique get dissolved by such a cleaning method?

...

Rumble!

Su Yue’s sword was like a storm, slicing Liu Huanong several times.

Finally, the opponent really couldn’t withstand it.

His Qi Blood was exhausted.

He was helpless against Su Yue’s speed.

In the end, just as he was hit on the shoulder and still reeling from the pain, Su Yue kicked him off the ring.

Defeated.

Liu Huanong did not have Su Yue’s insight in combat techniques, he didn’t have the stamina, nor did he understand the Baihui Steps. Being knocked off the ring meant he was defeated, completely and utterly.

A senior rank four, defeated by a freshman.

What a disgrace.

Swish!

The whole venue fell silent.

No one expected Su Yue, just a tier three, could really defeat a senior rank four.

Everyone looked at Su Yue in amazement.

Everyone was overwhelmed with shock.

At this moment, Su Yue raised his sword high:

"Yo... I’m Su Yue, from West Martial, a promising talent in the martial arts world.

"I dare not claim to be a big tiger, but defeating opponents gives me a mental boost. Once, I bet with myself, if my name were in ancient times, it would definitely be recorded in the Celestial Strategy Mansion of the Tang Dynasty.

"Yo yo...

"Everyone, don’t laugh heartily, just remember with all your heart.

"I say the strongest in martial arts will definitely appear in... the high martial arts of the 27th century."

"Give me a liaom liaom... liaom!!!"

Su Yue raised his sword and made his declaration!

...

"The strongest, the strongest!"

"The strongest, the strongest!"

...

The West Martial camp was the first to shout, and the rest of the audience seats also began to cheer.

Everyone cheered for the strongest.

We are born in the 27th century; we are all the strongest of the future.

Freshman beats senior.

A series of victories.

Su Yue’s name is bound to echo throughout Wuda.

"Show-off."

Mu Cheng couldn’t suppress the smile on her face, looking at Su Yue, her pupils practically sparkled.

"Chairwoman, tone it down; the way you’re looking at your boyfriend is a bit lovesick."

Wang Xiqiu reminded Mu Cheng.

"Who’s lovesick."

Mu Cheng gave Wang Xiqiu a sidelong glance.

"Haha, how about you lend me your boyfriend for a while?"

Wang Xiqiu joked.

Mu Cheng instinctively became guarded.

"This guy has no regard for anyone when fighting. You’ve already won, and yet you still managed to throw in a freestyle, stealing all the spotlight."

Liu Huanong felt so furious that he was about to explode on the spot.

Originally, he had prepared a freestyle segment of his own to use as a victory declaration.

But now it was all over.

He lost miserably.

"Don’t you think the gap between people is a bit too big?"

Liao Ji looked numb and indifferent.

"Not necessarily, we’re still young and full of possibilities."

Zhou Yuncan murmured dazedly.

"Yay, I knew it, Su Yue is the best."

Gong Ling practically jumped up and screamed.

The other crew cuts from Warring States Military Academy were also frowning.

Liu Huanong is really not weak.

Even compared to their combat team, it’s one for one; no advantage for anyone.

It can only be said that Su Yue is just too strong.

So strong it’s unreasonable.

Besides Meng Yang, who else can stop him?

...

In Cengyan City.

The entire Admiral’s Mansion was in an excitement they couldn’t extricate themselves from.

They’ve won.

Who would have thought that this kid Su Yue could not only defeat Feng Jiajia, but also beat a second fourth-grade fighter.

This is too amazing.

Li Xingpei recalled Su Yue from a year ago, feeling as if it was a lifetime ago.

In the Cosmic Mansion District.

Su Jianjun was so excited he nearly passed out.

That’s his big cousin after all.

He had to hurry and brag about it with his friends. This couldn’t be more impressive.

Su Jianzhou and the others were also too excited to sit still.

This is too unexpected.

Dai Yuegui finally shed tears of excitement.

This life was worth it.

To have mentored a student like Su Yue, this life was worth it.

One beat two.

Defeated two fourth-grade fighters in a row, who else but me in the world?

At Qingwu.

Ding Beitu pounded his chest repeatedly, coughing non-stop.

He got too excited a moment ago and accidentally choked on air.

Flower Bear tore off his own short-sleeved shirt:

"Damn it, tonight’s on the house, tomorrow too, I’m giving free drinks for three days.

"Damn it."

Flower Bear now only hated his own lack of education, not knowing how to express his excitement.

"Boss Flower Bear, three days without charge, you’ll lose a fortune."

Old Zhao reminded him excitedly.

"Let it go to hell, I’m happy."

Flower Bear raised his head and downed a can of beer.

How can Master Su be so promising.

In West Martial.

Sima Lingling didn’t originally want to watch these fighting things, but under Ma Xiaoyu’s persistent bombardment of phone calls, she still opened the live stream.

When she saw Su Yue defeat a fourth-grade fighter in an instant, Sima Lingling’s palms were full of sweat.

"Sigh, I really didn’t want you to be so strong. Staying below third-grade would be safer for a lifetime."

Sima Lingling felt both happy and anxious.

...

In Zhao Qi Corps.

"What a great son-in-law."

Mu Jingliang slammed a fist on the table in excitement.

"I always thought, at my godson’s level, he should marry a princess.

"I know a financial magnate in Mei Jian Country, his daughter has blonde hair and blue eyes, and would be a perfect match for my godson."

Liu Yizhou muttered.

"If Su Yue dared to marry a foreigner, Su Qingfeng would break his legs."

Mu Jingliang couldn’t have cared less.

"Love knows no borders; love should be free. Mu Jingliang, you’re too old-fashioned. My nephew has the purest Divine Land lineage."

Lin Dongqi chimed in.

Of course, he, too, watched Su Yue through the screen.

Su Qingfeng’s son, this is too much.

...

In the stands.

Bai Xiaolong watched Meng Yang from a distance.

This bug in Wuda finally couldn’t sit still any longer.

For the ultimate victory of Dongwu, Meng Yang had to make a move.

But it was already no small feat for West Martial to get this far.

Now, even God has been defeated.

Next year, when Meng Yang graduates.

With Su Yue, West Martial could definitely snatch back the title of Wuda’s champion.

"Dongwu lost.

"The last person from Dongwu... please come to the stage."

As the referee’s voice fell, the entire audience suddenly quieted down.

All eyes focused on one person.

Meng Yang.

The strongest in Dongwu.

Even the strongest in Wuda.

He slightly lowered his head and slowly walked toward the arena.

Meng Yang really didn’t want to make a move, especially against a freshman, but... there were too many surprises.

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