Next up is Zhan Wushuang. With her Celestial-level strength, she has it even easier. So far, no one has been able to force her to use a weapon.
With a strikingly beautiful face exuding heroic spirit, a high ponytail, and a fiery red robe, he stood like a war god, looking down upon all living beings.
That posture captivated everyone in the arena, regardless of gender.
The gaze shifted again to Fan Qiyue, whose androgynous and stunning face, with just a smile, was enough to soften the hearts of her opponents.
Coupled with her own celestial-level strength, she didn't move an inch when she made her move; she stood still, her robes fluttering as she moved her slender hands. It was clearly a brutal martial arts contest, yet it was elegant and beautiful, a feast for the eyes.
Even many male students were stunned, feeling like their sexual orientation was about to change.
The female students were even more so. Their strength was already below that of Fan Qiyue, but once she released her charm, everyone wanted to offer her their best. No one was willing to fight, so they basically just went through the motions and then withdrew on their own.
Actually, the most important thing is that Fan Qiyue looks beautiful and harmless, but her strength is recognized by everyone. Rather than offending a beauty and causing public outrage, it's better to be more conscious and leave a good impression.
Finally, it was Emperor Moyu's turn to fight on the battlefield.
During the draw, Di Moyu himself drew a relatively high ranking.
However, he has never lost a single match since the start of the martial arts competition, and has now played hundreds of matches, yet he still looks completely relaxed.
It was as if his profound energy was inexhaustible, and he felt no fatigue at all.
Moreover, compared to the wide-ranging combat styles of others, Di Moyu's attacks are very simple and brutal, always defeating the enemy in one move.
Whether he made the first move or the opponent did, he knocked them out of the arena with a single strike.
The movements were clean and efficient.
He possesses an exquisitely handsome face that seems to be blessed by heaven, formidable martial prowess, a tall and heroic figure, and a noble temperament. Even just standing still, he can become the most dazzling presence.
"ah!"
"That's so cool!"
"Go for it, bro!"
"Hey handsome, I want to have your babies!"
"..."
Even with his icy demeanor, every move he makes elicits screams from a large group of female students.
"Number 1".
Listening to the words of the female students beside him, Jun Feijue frowned slightly and looked at Chunhu Siqiong, asking, "What is giving birth to a monkey?"
"Giving birth to monkeys means giving birth to children."
Upon hearing this, Chunhu Siqiong didn't think much of it and casually said, "It means I really, really like you, want to marry you, want to be with you, want to eat you up, and want to have your children."
"Eat it?"
Chunhu Siqiong said a lot, but Jun Feijue only heard this: "If they're eaten, how can they have children?"
Chunhu Siqiong: "..."
How can it explain that the word "eat" is in quotation marks and doesn't actually mean eating?
Thinking of this, Chunhu Siqiong sized up Jun Feijue.
With her tiny body and rosy cheeks, she's such an adorable little girl that it's enough to make your nose bleed.
Although Xinzi is 21 years old, she is genuinely no different from a real little girl in terms of emotional intelligence.
Does she really need to educate such an innocent little girl about adult concepts?
I always felt it was a heinous crime!
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