Geng Qianqiu's actions were far too ruthless; he had lost all sense of proportion in his arrogance.

Others might not pay much attention to the losers, but in Shen Qian's mental perception, the two Shenwu students who were carried off the field could almost be described as "severely injured and on the verge of death."

Such behavior will inevitably arouse the collective hatred of Shenwu students. Most importantly, Geng Qianqiu seems to have forgotten his warning.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Shen Qian slowly raised his head.

...

winter! winter! winter!

At first glance, it sounded like light footsteps, but it seemed to resonate in everyone's heart.

Gradually, the noisy main stadium quieted down.

Everyone turned their heads in astonishment, some looking closer at the arena, others at the large screen. On the side of the escalator leading to Shenwu's preparation room, a person was slowly walking up.

The newcomer had striking features, deep-set eyes, and a slightly effeminate appearance that left a very deep impression.

At a glance, everyone recognized this peerless genius who had long occupied the top three positions on the Hidden Dragon List.

Shen Wu, Cao Qian!

"Cao Qian, it's Cao Qian!"

"How did he manage to make those footsteps? Why is it that even from so far away, I don't think I'm hearing them from the speakers?"

"It's probably just an illusion; it's probably just the effect of the sound system."

"Who cares? This is the ultimate showdown! This is going to be explosive. Let me film a short video first..."

The crowd erupted in cheers once again.

It was probably no one's surprise that Cao Qian, who was originally sitting on the bench, actually came on in the third game.

Geng Qianqiu also opened his eyes and stared directly at the young man standing at the edge of the arena.

"Cao Qian, it's been a long time." Geng Qianqiu smiled faintly.

Cao Qian also came from the top province in the southwest. Before Shen Qian rose to fame, Geng Qianqiu had regarded him as his biggest competitor in the college entrance examination, so the two were not unfamiliar with each other.

"You think I came up here to catch up with you?"

To everyone's surprise, Cao Qian responded coldly to Geng Qianqiu's "greetings," "You think you're worthy?"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Cao Qian's sharp and undisguised opening remarks took everyone by surprise.

Even the most oblivious person could smell the strong scent of gunpowder.

Whether I am worthy or not seems to be not up to you to decide.

After a moment of surprise, Geng Qianqiu's expression turned cold.

"Yeah?"

Cao Qian suddenly grinned and turned to look at the referee from the Mountain and Sea region. "Can we begin?"

The referee from Shan Hai probably didn't expect Cao Qian to be in such a hurry. After confirming with the host, he looked at Geng Qianqiu.

"Geng Qianqiu, are you ready?"

"I'm always ready!"

Although Geng Qianqiu was responding to the referee from the Mountain and Sea Trial, his piercing gaze was fixed on Cao Qian.

"Beep!"

After the referee confirmed the information, he blew the whistle amidst the tense gazes of the crowd.

The moment the whistle fell, Cao Qian... vanished.

This isn't the first time the audience has seen this kind of magic trick in the "Nine Heavens Cup" competition.

Even children watching TV now know that when the speed exceeds the trajectory of visual tracking, a "disappearing person" situation will occur on the field.

But this time, it seems a little different.

Most people can't quite put their finger on what's different, they just have a vague feeling that something's off.

"not good!"

"Old Geng is going to suffer a loss..."

Inside the military rest room in Jiangzhong, Zhao Keyi's solemn voice and a deep sigh rang out almost simultaneously.

"What do you mean? It just means faster speed, Old Geng can do that too!"

Everyone looked over, puzzled, and Yue Dakan asked.

"It's different... Didn't you notice? There's no wind..."

Zhao Keyi frowned deeply.

There's no wind?

Everyone was taken aback at first, and then their expressions changed.

They may lack some strength, but they definitely have the vision; all they need to do is break through that barrier.

No wind... means there's no trace to be found.

If there is no trace to be found, it means that it is impossible to resist!

These three seemingly simple words contain a level of movement technique that they find difficult to comprehend.

The "Nine Heavens Cup" may not be the first time a "disappearance technique" has appeared, but a "disappearance technique" without wind is definitely a first.

On the field, Geng Qianqiu's expression also changed slightly, and his vigilance was raised to the extreme.

He dared not move an inch, for fear that if he revealed even the slightest flaw, he would be caught in a raging storm.

The scene on the arena was eerie, as if Geng Qianqiu were facing an empty space as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

But for some reason, everyone could feel the oppressive and tense atmosphere.

"Do I need to ambush you to beat you up?"

Just as Geng Qianqiu was concentrating on trying to find Cao Qian's whereabouts, Cao Qian reappeared from ten meters away like a ghost, his face full of sneers, "You think too highly of yourself!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Qian leaped high into the air, his body transforming into a strange posture. After a brief pause, he slammed down on Geng Qianqiu like a giant hammer.

The trajectory was so simple and direct that the audience didn't even need to watch the slow-motion replay on the big screen to clearly capture the incredibly direct movement.

Geng Qianqiu's face was extremely gloomy. He let out a low shout and, without dodging, merged with Cao Qian, charging towards him like a thunderbolt.

This is not just a simple contest of strength, but also a contest of momentum!

Taking a step back would be tantamount to handing over the initiative, so how could Geng Qianqiu possibly tolerate it?

Peng!

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