Chapter 333: What Does It Feel Like to Lose Both Hands?

At this moment, Su Yu was thoroughly enraged, and he walked step by step onto the arena.

Mo Xiao still ostentatiously stood on the arena; even as he watched Su Yu approach, his face remained a sickly smile, he licked his lips, and gazed heatedly at Su Yu.

Meanwhile, the spectators in the stands, upon seeing Mo Xiao's earlier cruel appearance, couldn't help but feel waves of palpitation in their hearts.

"This Mo Xiao is truly too cruel; treating his own clansman this cruelly, he even severed the tendons of his feet and hands—this is meant to let Tang Mo die!"

"Yeah, it's truly too cruel, but Tang Mo is after all a Bright Moon Grand Master; given him some time, he can still recover."

"Even if he recovers, it would take one or two months; Tang Mo's current age is prime cultivation time, wasting two months is a loss."

In the stands, some spectators felt regret for Tang Mo.

But there were still spectators who coldly watched all of this.

"The academy grand competition is inherently a cruel match; if placed on a real battlefield, it's either you die or I live, and since Mo Xiao often mingles in the myriad-race battlefield, it's naturally like this."

"There's nothing wrong with it; if blame is to be assigned, blame Tang Mo for being inferior in skill."

It's obvious that among the spectators, they have already split into two factions.

One faction pities Tang Mo, while the other is the true cold school.

Both sides make reasonable points, yet neither concedes to the other.

"If Qianlong Academy truly had strength, they'd just report back; saying these now is useless."

Someone said lightly.

"Su Yu has gone up; Su Yu's combat power is terrifying, I don't know if he's a match for Mo Xiao."

"It's hard to say; although Su Yu is tenth, at the level of Bright Moon Grand Master, a few ranking differences aren't actually significant."

"Moreover, Mo Xiao is currently at his peak; if Su Yu's mindset is affected by Tang Mo, he may not be able to defeat Mo Xiao."

"Then... does that mean Su Yu will also be beaten by Mo Xiao into the same state as Tang Mo?"

"It's possible!"

The crowd watched Su Yu walk onto the arena, unable to help discussing; although Su Yu previously faced the Sky Wolf Academy and slaughtered in all directions, he had already proven his strength.

"But now the opponent is Mo Xiao, ranked twelfth on the Heavenly Pride Ranking; in their view, although Su Yu's rank is two places higher than Mo Xiao's, their actual strength isn't much different."

At the Jingwu Academy's section, Liu Yuan looked at Su Yu and gave a sinister chuckle.

"This arrogant brat, upon meeting Mo Xiao, it'd be best if Mo Xiao severed his limbs; otherwise I can't quell the hatred in my heart!"

Liu Yuan's current anger toward Qianlong Academy largely stems from Su Yu.

"Especially the slap Su Yu gave me in the hallway earlier, and especially in front of so many Jingwu students, it has made Liu Yuan furious beyond measure."

Su Yu stepped onto the arena, his ears twitched slightly, and Zhao Tianxing's voice sounded in his ears.

Su Yu could even sense that Zhao Tianxing's voice trembled slightly when he spoke those words.

"Get me... kill this guy!"

Zhao Tianxing's endurance is clearly good; otherwise he might have endured humiliation and led Qianlong Academy for so many years.

But after seeing Tang Mo's miserable state, even Zhao Tianxing couldn't hold back.

Zhao Tianxing sat on the stands, his hands resting on the armrests; Li Zhangsheng stood beside him and could clearly see Zhao Tianxing's hands trembling slightly.

That was the situation of anger pushed to the extreme.

Su Yu looked toward Zhao Tianxing and nodded at him.

Then he looked at Mo Xiao before him and spoke lightly.

"Are you very arrogant?"

Mo Xiao blinked, then his face showed a teasing expression.

"I don't know if I'm arrogant, but I know your fate will be the same as your classmates—being dismembered limb by limb by me!"

Mo Xiao licked his lips, his eyes like a hunter's, scanning Su Yu up and down.

Su Yu looked at Mo Xiao with disgust and spoke coldly.

"I hate your gaze, and I hate your entire Jiutian Academy even more!"

"So... give me your eyeballs!"

As Su Yu's words fell, his whole person vanished like a ghost from the arena in an instant.

Seeing Su Yu suddenly disappear, Mo Xiao's expression changed slightly.

Obviously, he hadn't expected such speed; it was terrifyingly able to evade his notice without him realizing.

"Hiss, Su Yu's speed is really somewhat terrifying; I actually didn't notice when Su Yu disappeared."

In the stands, the spectators exclaimed in shock.

They could only see afterimages flickering continuously on the arena, utterly unable to catch Su Yu's trace.

Mo Xiao stood in place, his surging soul power spreading out, seeking to find Su Yu's trace.

However, Su Yu had already appeared before Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao's expression changed abruptly, a sense of crisis filling his mind.

"I said it—I hate your eyes!"

A light voice, like that of a death god, echoed.

Only seen, Su Yu suddenly thrust out his palm, moving at an extremely eerie speed, flashing before Mo Xiao's eyes in an instant.

The next moment, Mo Xiao instantly found his vision going black.

He could see nothing at all.

Darkness enveloped him, accompanied by a sharp pain welling up in his eye sockets.

"Ah!!!"

The intense pain made Mo Xiao involuntarily let out a miserable scream.

That miserable cry reverberated throughout the entire gymnasium.

In that flash‑like moment, Mo Xiao's eyeballs had already been gouged out by Su Yu.

In Su Yu's hand, the eyeball covered in white fluid and blood lay still.

Su Yu disgustedly threw it to the ground, then with one foot crushed Mo Xiao's eyeball, and the bloodthirsty demon blade in his hand emerged.

Gleaming with scarlet light, it stepped step by step toward Mo Xiao.

At this moment, Mo Xiao was immersed in intense pain and the fear of losing his eyes, completely unaware of Su Yu's approach.

On the grounds of the Nine Heavens Academy, the academy's principal saw the situation and his face changed drastically.

"The Nine Heavens Academy concedes!"

He clearly knew that if this continued, Mo Xiao didn't know what state he would be tortured into by Su Yu.

However, Su Yu, as if he hadn't heard, walked out on his own and raised the bloodthirsty demon blade in his hand.

The principal of the Nine Heavens Academy's face changed wildly, and he roared.

"Su Yu, you dare!"

He roared, about to strike.

However, Su Yu's bloodthirsty demon blade fell instantly.

Puchi!

Blood spurted out instantly, and Mo Xiao's hands were actually severed by Su Yu.

Mo Xiao let out a miserable scream again.

Su Yu's chilling voice sounded in Mo Xiao's ears.

"What does it feel like to lose both hands...?"