4: Everyone, lie down.

Returning to the queue and standing quietly, Lin Yan didn't care about the numerous gazes.

Hiding anything, playing the pig to eat the tiger—none of that existed.

It wasn't like he had chosen the path of stealth.

Haotian University.

It would only be the beginning.

And another thing.

As expected of a yellow extreme low-grade consummate martial art.

Just one Inch Punch just now directly added over a thousand kilograms.

Looking at this increase, the data for using a spirit weapon and halberd techniques should break twenty thousand.

The punch strength test was very quick.

Lin Yan looked up at the School Leaders who were preparing to start reading the list for the second part of the monthly exam, the group arena matches.

"Teacher."

A sudden young voice rang out from a corner of the quiet Haotian University playground.

Everyone's eyes turned toward it.

It was that Lin Yan from just now.

What was he going to do?

Brother Quan, who was currently daydreaming, was stunned and turned his head.

"What's wrong?"

Why was this kid shouting so loudly?

He was about to express his apologies to the School Leaders on the rostrum.

Lin Yan glanced at him.

"I wasn't calling you."

Brother Quan was dumbfounded.

Lin Yan ignored him.

He looked toward the rostrum again, raised his hand to point at the Special Class's position, and a pure smile unique to college students appeared on his face.

"Teacher."

"If I knock them all down..."

"...will I be first in the monthly exam?"

As his words fell.

A trace of blankness flashed in everyone's eyes.

The already quiet Haotian University playground became even more deathly silent.

A cool summer breeze blew past.

"Pfft!"

Duan Tiancheng on the rostrum spat out his tea again.

"Cough... cough..."

Duan Tiancheng wiped the tea stains from his mouth, stepped from his seat to the front of the stage, grabbed the microphone from the hand of the stunned school leader, and fixed his eyes on the most dazzling kid on the playground.

"Student Lin Yan."

"What did you just say?"

Brother Quan's face was stiff.

He also wanted to ask.

Mainly to make sure he hadn't misheard just now.

It wasn't just him.

Everyone at Haotian University who was gradually coming back to their senses had this question.

Especially the Special Class.

Anger appeared on the faces of the young men and women.

Just because you got first in the punch strength test, you think you're so great?

Even Yu Jiao, Miao Yun, and Yuan Cheng's eyes turned slightly cold.

His strength was just a bit greater than theirs.

Not to mention whether he really was at the First Layer of the Second Order.

Actual combat didn't just rely on strength.

It wasn't as if Blue Star's history hadn't seen martial artists whose punch strength tests far exceeded their own realm, only for their actual combat to be a pile of crap.

We're all geniuses; what are you showing off for?

The smile remained on Lin Yan's face, his tone full of sincerity.

"If that's the case."

"I want to knock them all down at once."

"I have some things to do, and I'm in a hurry."

"Consecutive arena matches are too slow."

"Thank you, Principal."

Duan Tiancheng's lips trembled slightly.

Look at that.

What a polite child.

It made him want to approve his leave immediately.

His expression stiffened.

Approve my foot!

"Are you serious?"

He confirmed with Lin Yan again.

Lin Yan nodded slightly.

"Yes."

As if he felt it wasn't convincing enough.

After he finished speaking, he walked straight out of the class sixteen queue toward the arena ahead.

"Arrogant!"

Numerous angry shouts rang out from the Special Class.

The counselor Lu Cheng's face was terrifyingly dark as he looked at Brother Quan.

So that grandson-like appearance you had when you invited me for a drink last night was just playing with me, wasn't it?

Telling those kids to go easy on Lin Yan if they ran into him!

To hell with you!

No!

Big brother!

Brother Quan looked at Lu Cheng, who had turned his head away, and opened his mouth.

Can I say that this was damn sudden for me too?

His gaze shifted to the Youth in Black who was calmly walking past the numerous murderous glares of the Special Class.

How did I not know you were this brave!

Can actual combat be the same as a punch strength test?

A duel would be one thing.

Who the hell taught you to take on a whole group by yourself?

And it's the Special Class!

Have you really reached the Second Order, kid?

But even so, I haven't seen your martial arts be that impressive!

Won't you be toyed to death later?

Bang—!

The youth stepped onto the stage.

"Principal."

"I'm ready."

Duan Tiancheng gazed at the youth's handsome profile under his short black hair and said to the school leader beside him.

"Have the infirm..."

"Oh, right."

Lin Yan turned his head slightly and looked toward the Special Class.

"Please have the Principal call the Infirmary staff over first."

"Because it might get a bit busy later."

Duan Tiancheng opened his mouth and waved his hand helplessly.

"Go, quickly!"

Does this kid really have the strength?

Without visible meridians, even he could only sense it vaguely.

He probably hasn't reached the Second Order.

"Ooh..."

Numerous infatuated voices rang out across the playground.

"Why do I suddenly think he's so handsome?"

"He was already handsome!"

"I thought he was handsome before, but his strength wasn't that great."

"It's different now."

"He has strength and he's handsome!"

"Most importantly, he's so overbearing!"

"Ooh ooh..."

"If he really wins..., I don't dare imagine it!"

Sour voices came through.

"Handsome?"

"Let's see if he lives through it!"

"I think he called the Infirmary for himself, didn't he?"

"Winning, my foot."

"Even though those guys in the Special Class are nothing in The Four Great Ones."

"They're still top-tier in a First-Class University."

"Even if he really is a Second Order, First Layer martial artist, his end won't be good facing a siege."

Lu Cheng's voice was cold as he directly called out names.

"Yu Jiao, Miao Yun, Yuan Cheng."

"Bu Qiang, Tao Zuo, Xi Leng, Shen Han."

"If you don't knock him down..."

"...don't say you came from the Special Class!"

Besides the trio of Yu Jiao.

The other four were all at the Eighth Layer of the First Order.

They were also the highest combat power of the Special Class.

After all, the punch strength test results were right there.

Although this kid was arrogant, he definitely had some cultivation.

If they couldn't win even after going up, then he had nothing to say.

The several people who were already full of anger said nothing; they all walked to the weapon rack with cold faces, took their weapons, and then leaped toward the arena.

Bang, bang—!

The arena vibrated slightly.

The seven from the Special Class surrounded Lin Yan.

Duan Tiancheng only then noticed Lin Yan's empty hands and kindly reminded him again.

"You're not using a weapon?"

Lin Yan turned his head and smiled.

"Thank you, Principal."

"No need for them."

Duan Tiancheng's breathing hitched.

This kid!

How is his mouth so sharp?

Yu Jiao and the other seven tightened their grip on their weapons.

Dammit!

This wasn't just in-your-face; it was just short of stepping on their faces.

"Principal, can we start?"

Lin Yan asked again.

Are you in that much of a hurry, kid?

Duan Tiancheng withdrew his gaze and cleared his throat.

Everyone on the playground looked on nervously.

This was something that had never happened since the start of school.

"Begin."

As Duan Tiancheng's voice fell, the seven meridians in his body circulated, preparing to intervene at any moment.

Later... his pupils shrank.

What?

He saw Lin Yan's gaze instantly sharpen, and a thick meridian in his body flashed brilliantly.

He stomped hard on the arena and charged straight at Xi Leng and Shen Han, who were swinging their swords from the right.

His elbows braced outward.

Bang—!

A dull thud rang out from the arena.

Xi Leng and Shen Han's expressions changed drastically as a powerful force like an overwhelming sea surged toward them, directly knocking the downward-slashing weapons from their hands.

Lin Yan's eyes showed no emotion.

His braced elbows slammed directly into their chests.

Two more muffled sounds.

Two figures were sent flying simultaneously, crashing to the ground like kites with broken strings.

The eyes of the crowd on the playground trembled, their minds shaken.

They looked at the two pale-faced genius girls of Haotian University on the ground.

Instant kill!

And this...

...was only the beginning.

Bu Qiang and Tao Zuo, who hadn't run more than a few steps behind Lin Yan, only felt a blur flash before their eyes before a massive force struck their chests.

Bang, bang—!

"Pfft..."

The two were sent flying off the arena, following in the footsteps of Xi Leng and Shen Han.

"You..."

The expressions of Yu Jiao, Miao Yun, and Yuan Cheng, who were also charging forward, changed drastically.

So fast?!

This kid!

Duan Tiancheng's pupils vibrated.

This meridian length—it's the Sixth Layer of the First Order!

He had just achieved that punch strength by fighting above his level!

And he's fighting above his level now, too!

His martial arts are simple, efficient, and consummate.

It must be a yellow extreme low-grade consummate martial art.

His face flushed with excitement.

I've picked up a damn treasure!

He didn't even need to look to know that the remaining three were no match.

As if confirming his thoughts.

Yu Jiao, who was swinging his saber in the middle, had his eyes tremble as a blurry shadow crossed his peripheral vision.

Miao Yun's beautiful face changed.

A voice devoid of any emotion came through.

"You go down first."

The youth lunged and leaned in with his elbow.

Bang—!

Miao Yun's fairly sized chest deformed for a moment, her weapon flew from her hand, and her body flew backward uncontrollably.

Simultaneously.

Yu Jiao's saber strike missed.

Lin Yan turned and raised his elbow.

Bang—!

Yu Jiao followed in her footsteps.

"Only you left."

A indifferent voice whispered in Yuan Cheng's ear.

A sharp, fierce wind blew in his face.

Fierce Tiger Hard Climb.

Boom—!

Yuan Cheng's vision went black, and his head and body slammed down heavily.

The arena vibrated slightly.

The battle was over.

Everything happened too fast—so fast that the students across the playground couldn't even react.

Lin Yan's movements were as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest pause.

Xi Leng and the other three were sent flying, Miao Yun was sent flying, Yu Jiao was sent flying, and Yuan Cheng's head was pressed into the ground—the entire process took less than a few seconds.

Everyone was stunned.

"Holy crap!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"He really knocked them all down!"

"Too brutal!"

"Forget about Yu Jiao and the others."

"Miao Yun, Xi Leng, and Shen Han are school-beauty and class-beauty level beauties!"

"He could actually lay a hand on them?"

"What kind of freak has appeared in our school?"

"And what was that martial art just now?"

"So fierce and powerful!"

"Simple, direct, and explosive killing power!"

"What the hell are you guys looking at?"

"Look at the meridians flashing on Lin Yan's body!"

"Damn, he's only at the First Order!"

"Sixth Layer of the First Order!"