Chapter 270: Instant Kill! Another Instant Kill!

In an instant, the entire venue fell silent.

Zhang Xiaobai, Bei Chen, and the others looked at Su Yu on the stage, their eyes flickering slightly.

Zhang Xiaobai stretched lazily and said with a chuckle.

"It seems Su Yu hasn't stopped even on the Ten-Thousand-Race Battlefield; that speed just now... I almost couldn't react."

Bei Chen remained silent for a long time, then slowly said, "His speed, I can't match!"

Everyone glanced at Bei Chen in surprise.

After spending several months together, they all knew Bei Chen's character.

Bei Chen appears to be an extremely cold person, but his coldness is entirely because he is simply too proud. jj. br>

Even though Zhang Xiaobai's exam score surpassed Bei Chen's, they all knew that even someone like Zhang Xiaobai, who could be accepted as a disciple by the Sword Emperor, was a monster.

In Bei Chen's heart, it was no different.

It is rare for Bei Chen to say something like that.

Nan Shou Ren chuckled and said, "Bei Chen, this is the first time we've heard you say something like that."

Bei Chen shook his head, solemnly saying, "Su Yu's strength is probably not as simple as we imagine; just this speed alone, even if I gave my all, I might not be able to match it."

Zhang Xiaobai restrained his smile, his expression turning slightly solemn as he looked at Su Yu.

"You say that, but I've noticed—this guy doesn't seem to be taking it seriously at all!"

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

They are the top geniuses of this generation; in just a few short months, they have broken through from the Golden Body Realm to the mid-Flying Heaven Realm—such speed, in any previous year, could suppress all geniuses.

However, compared to Su Yu, their talent seems rather insignificant.

Tang Nian Bing's expression remained somewhat complex.

Clearly, someone they once looked down upon has suddenly become the most monstrous existence.

Unbeknownst to them, the image of Su Yu in Tang Nian Bing's heart began to change.

Not only them.

Even the students of Qianlong Academy fell silent in an instant.

Although Zhang Meng's cultivation isn't considered top-tier in Qianlong Academy, he still possesses early Flying Heaven Realm strength; a Flying Heaven Realm expert would be a pillar of any city.

Yet, in Su Yu's hands, after just a single exchange, Zhang Meng was instantly killed.

For a moment, many people's gazes toward Su Yu changed.

Feng Yi's face grew even darker.

Although he could easily defeat Zhang Meng, after all, the gap between each minor stage of the Flying Heaven Realm is extremely obvious.

But he absolutely could not resolve Zhang Meng as swiftly as Su Yu did.

Just as he was pondering, Su Yu's cheerful voice came.

"Now you're qualified to challenge me, Senior Feng Yi—care to come up and play?"

As soon as those words were spoken, many looked at Feng Yi, wanting to see how he would choose.

For a moment, Feng Yi's face turned extremely grim.

Now Feng Yi is in a dilemma.

If he goes up, he lacks confidence to defeat Su Yu; if he doesn't, he will lose face.

Torn, Feng Yi hardened his expression, stepped onto the stage, and let out a cold snort.

"Do you really think defeating Zhang Meng qualifies you to beat me?"

"Today I'll let you know the strength of the Red Cloth Top Ten!"

Feng Yi let out a low roar; spiritual qi burst from his body, a mid-Flying Heaven Realm cultivation erupting instantly.

This aura, even among mid-Flying Heaven Realm cultivators, is of an extremely terrifying level.

"Hiss, looking at Feng Yi's aura, he's about to break through to late Flying Heaven Realm!"

"Yeah, Feng Yi is only a third-year; with another year he'll surely break through to late Flying Heaven Realm—it's just uncertain whether he can reach Grand Master by graduation."

"Tsk tsk, there's another good show to watch—Su Yu may not be simple, but Feng Yi isn't a pushover either; being able to rank in the top ten of the Red Cloth and not fall shows he still has some skill."

Everyone's eyes flickered as they stared intently at the stage.

All that could be seen was white light flashing across Feng Yi's body.

A set of white armor instantly appeared on him.

"Hiss, it's actually a fourth-grade defensive spiritual artifact; although it can't completely nullify Flying Heaven Realm attacks, it can offset some—looks like Feng Yi came prepared with a big move."

"Now Su Yu is in trouble."

Many shook their heads and said.

Su Yu's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"A defensive spiritual artifact? This guy really is loaded!"

Su Yu sighed.

Just as Su Yu sighed, Feng Yi's figure shot out instantly.

In his hand, a Heaven-Piercing Halberd appeared instantly, also a fourth-grade spiritual artifact.

Surging spiritual qi coiled around the Heaven-Piercing Halberd, bearing formidable power.

"Kneel!"

Feng Yi roared, his thick arms instantly lifting the Heaven-Piercing Halberd as if to split heaven and earth, smashing toward Su Yu.

The terrifying power caused many watching seniors' faces to change slightly.

"This strike definitely has late Flying Heaven Realm strength—no wonder he's a Red Cloth Top Ten; he absolutely possesses Purple Cloth combat power!"

"After this fight ends, Feng Yi will likely challenge the Purple Cloth soon."

Many people sighed.

However, facing Feng Yi's fierce assault, Su Yu's mouth curled into a slight smile, and he simply placed his hands behind his back.

His whole person seemed to be stunned, motionless.

"Huh? What's wrong with Su Yu? Why is he completely still?"

"Could he have been scared stupid by Feng Yi's strike?"

Everyone looked at Su Yu's appearance, which seemed to have been frightened stupid by Feng Yi's surging assault, and he remained completely still.

Feng Yi instantly leapt into the air, wrapped in endless power, and fiercely slashed at Su Yu.

He wore a ferocious grin.

"Kid, today I'll let you know what a true heavenly pride is; you're far from being able to challenge me!"

Boom—!!

The Heavenly Painted Halberd, wrapped in terrifying might, fell instantly, erupting in a series of booming sounds.

In an instant, dust filled the air.

Just as everyone was waiting for the dust to settle, a figure shot out from the dust in an instant.

A faint Spiritual Qi coiled around that person's fist.

Like lightning, it smashed into Feng Yi's chest.

Under that fist, the hard fourth-level Spiritual Qi shattered like fragments, easily crushed by the punch.

Along with it, Feng Yi's entire chest instantly caved in.

Crack!

The sound of breaking bones echoed between heaven and earth.

It seemed to become the only sound in that heaven and earth.

Feng Yi's face showed a pained expression, and he was blasted away again by the powerful force.

The entire venue fell silent once again.