Chapter 98

"Keep fighting..." Zhang Youpeng suddenly came back to his senses, a look of wild joy spreading across his face. He stretched out his large, fan-like hand and gave Zhu Lubin, who was standing beside him, a heavy pat on his plump back: "Yes, keep fighting! Weren't they always so arrogant in the North Yard? They had someone who could make it onto the Martial Dao Spirit Heart List on their first day at the academy. I'll show them how arrogant they can be. Now we have two people who have successfully passed the challenge test. I want to see how they can still act so arrogantly. Let's keep fighting and show them the power of the Hellish West Yard!"

"Yes, let's show them the power of the Hellish West Yard, but..." Zhu Lubin struggled to touch his back, which had been patted by Zhang Youpeng, and said with a look of grievance: "Senior Brother, if you keep patting me like this, I guarantee that one of the people who can fight on the Martial Dao Spirit Heart List will definitely be missing."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Zhang Youpeng laughed loudly, turned to Lin Yiming, and asked: "What do you think? What level should she challenge next? With her strength, challenging the 91st to 80th places would be a waste, and even the next higher level would be a waste." He could see that the girl was powerful, but she never made decisions; Lin Yiming was the one who made the decisions.

"I'm not sure either. Why don't you decide, Senior Brother?" Lin Yiming shook his head with a bitter smile. He had no idea about the strength of the academy students, so how could he know what level to challenge?

"Hmm... Let me think. How about we directly challenge the top ten?" Zhang Youpeng thought for a moment and suggested an idea, but as soon as he said it, he shook his head. It seemed too ambitious. The girl was powerful, but the opponent hadn't even attacked her. Challenging the top ten right away was too risky. They should lower the difficulty a bit.

"How about the 21st to 30th places?" Zhang Youpeng thought for a moment and felt that challenging the top thirty would be the most appropriate.

"Alright, let's challenge the top thirty."

Lin Yiming and the others returned to the registration room, found the senior brother in charge of recording, and told him the level Guoguo would challenge next.

"The top thirty?" The senior brother in charge of registration looked at the small girl, who was only a little taller than the table, with a strange expression and asked Lin Yiming uncertainly.

He hadn't seen the previous fight, but from the information he received, he knew the girl had won. However, she had only defeated a low-level tester. Jumping so many levels to challenge the top thirty was something he had never seen before. Moreover, the girl was so young, and it was her first day at the academy. Was she or her friends crazy?

"Yes, Senior Brother, we want to challenge the top thirty." Lin Yiming smiled at him. He understood the senior brother's thoughts. If he were in his position, he would be surprised too, but they were indeed going to continue challenging.

"The top thirty are much stronger than the person you just fought. Are you sure?" The senior brother reminded them again. He was worried that the small girl might get hurt or even killed, which would be heartbreaking.

Zhang Youpeng glared and slammed his hand on the table in front of the man, causing the inkstone on the table to jump. He shouted angrily: "Are you done? If you say to fight, just write it down. Why so much nonsense? Or do you want to fight me?"

He couldn't stand the man's nagging. He was eager to see the girl's strength.

The man, sitting in his chair, jumped in fright. Seeing the fierce Zhang Youpeng, sweat broke out on his face. "Alright, alright, I'll write it down." He couldn't afford to offend someone from the Hellish West Yard.

As the man tapped the area for the 21st to 30th places, Lin Yiming and the others, along with Guoguo, returned to the viewing platform.

In the center of the arena, a man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slightly plump build, stood holding two large hammers. He looked like an ancient war god, standing on the plain ground with no special obstacles, staring straight at the entrance.

"Thud, thud."

A rhythmic jumping sound echoed as Guoguo's small figure jumped into the arena.

"Haha, is she the one fighting me?" The man was taken aback when he saw Guoguo, then burst into laughter, swinging his iron hammers in the air, creating a buzzing sound. He laughed loudly: "Martial Dao Spirit Heart Level 1, her body is smaller than my two hammers combined. Fighting me? It's hilarious."

The man's laughter echoed far and wide. On the viewing platform, Miao Wan looked at the muscular man and then at the small Guoguo, feeling a bit worried: "Are we really sure about letting this little girl fight? It feels like she's going to commit suicide."

The others nodded in agreement. It seemed that the two were not on the same level at all.

Amidst the man's laughter, Guoguo also laughed: "Haha, interesting, Guoguo is here!"

With a crisp cry, Guoguo's body shot forward without any visible burst of spiritual energy.

Her slender, small body moved so quickly, it was like a ghost moving at night, fast enough to make one's breath catch.

"Such incredible speed! This speed is astonishing!" Zhang Youpeng straightened up. This was the second time he had seen Guoguo's speed. Although he was prepared, he was still shocked by her incredible speed. Even those martial artists who specialized in speed might not be as fast.

"How can she be so fast!"

The man, holding the hammers, saw the small girl appear in front of him in the blink of an eye. His eyes widened in shock. This speed was too fast, far beyond what a Martial Dao Spirit Heart Level 1 martial artist should have.

How could he react to such speed?

In a panic, the man raised his hammers, but at that moment, a small, white fist landed on his chest.

"Guoguo, be gentle!" Lin Yiming suddenly had a premonition that Guoguo could win easily. Remembering Zhang Jun's miserable state, he quickly reminded her. After all, it was their first day at the academy, and they didn't know anything. If Guoguo didn't control her strength and killed someone, it would be bad.

The moment his voice reached her, Guoguo's fist had already landed.

The man's plump body flew into the air, soaring far away before landing heavily with a sound like a boulder falling from a mountain. Dust rose, covering his body.

The scene fell silent again.

"Did she win just like that?" A senior brother from the Hellish West Yard turned to look at his fellow disciples in a daze.

"Was it that simple?" The fellow disciple turned to look at him, unsure.

"It looks just like before, no difficulty at all." Miao Wan looked down, his face expressionless. "It feels like she's not fighting the top thirty, but the lowest level again."

"I have the same feeling!" Zhang Youpeng nodded, his eyes blank. Where did this girl come from? Her speed was so fast it was unbelievable, and her strength was terrifying. The most bizarre thing was that when she hit someone, there was no visible surge of spiritual energy, yet the power was astonishing.

He had seen many strange people in the Hellish West Yard, but this was the first time he had seen someone so strange. She was a true prodigy. Compared to her, they were all normal.