C188 I Have Already Submitted!!(1)

"Let's not do that. In about an hour and a half, all the martial arts schools will open their doors. We're a team, and we need to conserve our energy. I promise, everyone will listen to you, boss!" The man with the blade stepped in to smooth things over, directly calling him 'boss' to give Woo Zhengyang some respect.

In his view, Woo Zhengyang was too proud to back down from challenging those two. He wouldn't let that happen. Whether Woo Zhengyang was a master of formations or just an ordinary martial disciple, he couldn't let him get hurt. The five of them were in this together, and they couldn't be divided.

"Exactly! Time is tight. We should focus on practicing our formations. Everyone will follow your lead; there's no need to prove yourself like this!" the woman with the hammer also advised.

"No worries. It won't take more than a few rounds to deal with them!" Woo Zhengyang said confidently.

"What!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

As soon as Woo Zhengyang said this, the student with the spear from the Martial Academy and the feminine man with the bow were both furious. The man with the blade and the woman with the hammer tried to mediate, giving Woo Zhengyang an out, since they were all part of the same team and didn't want any tension.

But this guy had the nerve to say it wouldn't take more than a few rounds to deal with them. How could the two of them stand for that?

"Kid, you don't need anyone else's help. If you can last ten moves against me, I'll admit you're the real deal!" the student with the spear from the Martial Academy said coldly.

"Ten moves it is, then!" Woo Zhengyang agreed, though he seemed a bit reluctant. This only made the onlookers more convinced of their suspicions: this guy hadn't planned to fight at all and was just bluffing. Now, caught in a tough spot, he had no choice but to go along with it.

With the situation as it was, the others didn't try to stop him. They believed that someone who wielded a gun would know their limits. It might be good to take down this martial disciple's arrogance a notch, so it wouldn't endanger the group during their collaboration.

The three stepped back, leaving Woo Zhengyang and the gun-wielding student from the Heavenly Martial Academy facing each other.

"Kid, my name is Sun Lihao, the 27th disciple of the Heavenly Martial Academy's inner circle!"

At this moment, Sun Lihao still remembered the rules of sparring, which left Woo Zhengyang speechless. He had no choice but to introduce himself, "Woo Zhengyang, the 9,999th disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect's outer circle!"

When he announced this, the crowd was momentarily stunned, but not overly impressed, as they didn't really believe him. Woo Zhengyang didn't bother to explain further and raised his No Life Sword, saying, "Since you mentioned ten moves, you can start!"

"For this move, I'll use fifty percent of my strength! Star Point Thrust!"

Sun Lihao, already burning with anger, didn't waste any more words on Woo Zhengyang and lunged forward with his spear! The sound of the air splitting followed the silent spear's tip, resembling a line of cold stars, directly aiming for Woo Zhengyang's face.

Woo Zhengyang stood firm, his sword slicing through the air.

"Clang..."

The sound of metal clashing echoed as Sun Lihao's attack was effortlessly deflected!

"Of course, he’s using the power of his weapon!" the man with the bow sneered.

Everyone knew that Woo Zhengyang's No Life Sword was more powerful than their own weapons. It was no surprise that he could block Sun Lihao's spear with all his might.

"For this second move, I'll use seventy percent of my strength... spear light, attack!"

Sun Lihao declared as his spear began to tremble, sending flashes of spear light toward Woo Zhengyang from all directions. Even with a strong weapon, it was impossible to defend against attacks from so many angles.

Everyone watched intently to see how Woo Zhengyang would respond, and the man with the blade was ready to jump in if needed.

But Woo Zhengyang countered with several swift sword strikes, each one neutralizing Sun Lihao's spear attacks!

"Sword energy... how is that possible? Aren’t you just a Martial Disciple?" the woman with the hammer exclaimed, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"If I didn’t have some tricks up my sleeve, how could I have come this far?" Woo Zhengyang replied with a light laugh.

"Alright, alright... you’ve got some skills. For this third move, I’ll use ninety..."

"You better give it your all!" Woo Zhengyang interrupted before Sun Lihao could finish.

"As you wish... One Spear to Rule, retreat!"

Sun Lihao shouted, bringing his spear down from above, accompanied by a flurry of spear shadows.

After three consecutive moves, Woo Zhengyang remained unmoved, leaving Sun Lihao feeling a bit embarrassed and eager to force Woo Zhengyang back. However, Woo Zhengyang not only stood his ground against the spear but didn't even use his sword, opting instead to grab it with his bare hand.

"No, don't..." the man with the blade warned, ready to assist. He could see that Woo Zhengyang was incredibly proud and stubborn; when told to retreat, he refused to budge. But with Woo Zhengyang and Sun Lihao so close, even if he wanted to help, he couldn't make it in time.

At that moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded. Woo Zhengyang's hand firmly grasped Sun Lihao's spear, and aside from his sleeve being torn to shreds, he showed no signs of injury. A faint layer of flames enveloped Woo Zhengyang's arm, making it seem as if he was cloaked in fire.

"Innate Spirit Body!" the woman with the hammer exclaimed in shock.

"That's right, and I'm a Body Tempering cultivator!" Woo Zhengyang declared.

The others were speechless. Was there really a need for a Body Tempering cultivator to be so proud? While the rest were stunned, Sun Lihao's expression turned extremely grim.