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Seeing that Qiao Yuan was ignoring him, Lu Qiuhai became increasingly annoyed. He was clearly the winner, the one with real strength, but this beast made it sound like he had gotten in through connections.

Hu Tu couldn't help but laugh twice, nudging Qiao Yuan with his elbow and saying, "You're awesome. They all look like they're itching to beat you up."

Hu Tu was overjoyed; for some reason, his good friend seemed to have become exceptionally confident.

It was probably from the day the curtain fell that I always felt confident and calm.

Qiao Yuan slightly rolled his eyelids: "Because they feel guilty, and the more they lack something, the more they like to prove it."

Meng Ziming became even angrier, increasingly feeling that Qiao Yuan was extremely deserving of a beating.

Charlie scoffed, "Load up! See if you can get first place again in military training today!"

Lu Qiuhai was furious. He walked over and shouted at Qiao Yuan, "Dare to have a match? I won't bully you. I'll give you a handicap with one hand. If you can dodge my punch, you win!"

With a whoosh, this public challenge immediately attracted a large crowd of students from all around.

Qiao Yuan said calmly, "Whether you want to bully him or not, you can't."

"Hmph, you said it yourself, keep an eye on the loading!" Lu Qiuhai suddenly threw a punch that tore through the air, creating a loud bang, and the speed was extremely fast.

Hu Tu's eyelids twitched rapidly, and he immediately shouted, "Qiao Yuan, watch out!"

At this moment, Meng Ziming watched with schadenfreude; he desperately wanted to see Qiao Yuan get beaten up.

Charlie, however, seemed somewhat amused.

Tu Shanlin, standing not far away, looked on with a slightly open mouth in surprise, appearing somewhat stunned.

She didn't know exactly what had happened, but she felt that Qiao Yuan was cheerful and brave.

Meanwhile, Qiao Yuan remained calm, and as he faced the furious and embarrassed Lu Qiuhai, he suddenly entered the future timeline.

In an instant, he appeared in the future a second later, carefully observing Lu Qiuhai's punching style, technique, and direction.

Memorizing the trajectory of each punch left in the air by the opponent allows one to truly predict the future and achieve a thorough understanding of their abilities.

Qiao Yuan became increasingly radiant, as if this was the correct way to use the timeline!

Anticipate all of your opponent's moves and avoid all dangers!

He grinned broadly, having already foreseen the ending; it was truly a great harvest.

If we encounter enemies outside in the future, we will have an absolute advantage!

After that, Qiao Yuan returned to reality, and in the blink of an eye, he saw Lu Qiuhai's domineering punch coming right at his face...

He was like a martial arts master, completely disregarding them and treating them like air.

Canghai Jin, activate!

The thirty-two layers of ripples and the lotus-like steps of the Crane Scattered Hand suddenly erupted, and the evasion under the superposition of the two ancient martial arts reached its peak in an instant.

"What?"

Lu Qiuhai was immediately shocked. He watched helplessly as Qiao Yuan took a step back with ease, and his fierce punch missed its mark right next to Qiao Yuan's ear!

Not only that, but because his punch missed its mark, he experienced discomfort in his arm muscles, even though he was already at level twenty-one.

The discomfort in his muscles made him very confident, believing he could definitely hit the target.

But... it's empty!

"Ancient martial arts! You actually know ancient martial arts?"

"What kind of ancient martial art is this? It clearly resembles some kind of passive skill, yet it also incorporates elements of Crane Fist?"

His face turned ashen, as if he had been thoroughly humiliated and thoroughly disgraced.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan shook his head inscrutably: "A complete mess."

"You! Shut up!" Lu Qiuhai trembled with rage, his teeth clenched, and he suddenly threw an even more powerful punch.

Qiao Yuan retreated again, the powerful force of the punch even blew his eyelashes apart, but he still couldn't touch them at all, leaving Lu Qiuhai completely dumbfounded.

wow——

The surrounding classes, numbering around a hundred students, were instantly abuzz with excitement and started discussing the matter.

They had all sensed Qiao Yuan's aura as a lone first-tier cultivator, but Lu Qiuhai possessed the domineering aura of a second-tier cultivator; the difference between them was as vast as clouds and mud.

Normally, it would be impossible to avoid!

"He has already lost." A girl from the Heavenly Palace Class narrowed her eyes slightly and shook her head.

Wearing a black martial arts uniform, Gu Qingshan turned his gaze to Qiao Yuan for the first time, but did not speak. He was just as unhappy as before.

Yesterday, Yan Baobao narrowly defeated him by 0.03 seconds, which made him angry all day, especially since the opponent was only a first-level breakthrough. Today, during military training, he wanted to regain his face, only to find that Yan Baobao had asked the head of the teaching department for leave under the pretext of the Yu Jin case.

Although their Class One of Heavenly Palace also had a host of top talents such as Elizabeth Lucy, Bai Long, Carl, Ren Qianqiu, Qi Wu, Wei Dongjun, Edward Sebastian, and Lily Cavendish, he still couldn't forget the humiliation he suffered at the hands of Yan Baobao.

"This kid's got some skills. No wonder he's hanging out with Yan Baobao. To be able to master this low-level noble cultivation technique, Canghai Jin, to this extent, he's quite a talent."

"That big oaf is a disgrace. It seems that those in the martial arts sequence aren't very bright."

The boys in the Heavenly Palace Class all looked down on Qiao Yuan and made disparaging comments.

Some students from the Ksitigarbha class also frowned. They didn't get involved, as it would be beneath them to bully a first-tier Ascension cultivator. Only Lu Qiuhai got angry after being provoked by a few words, which made him look bad and a laughing stock.

Tu Shanlin watched curiously, and realized that Qiao Yuan had used two ancient martial arts at the same time. Although they were both very ordinary, his confidence from beginning to end, even when he was ridiculed in public, remained calm and easily resolved the situation. This composure fascinated and inspired her.

Even when she's out and about in a frog costume, she still gets reserved when interacting with people.

ah~

"Damn, when did you become so strong? You were hiding your true abilities!" Hu Tu screamed instinctively.

It seems similar to Charles's aristocratic mental techniques, but not exactly the same; in short, it's very powerful!

He seemed to finally understand why Qiao Yuan had been so confident lately.

If someone with first-tier strength could dodge a second-tier attack, he would be brimming with confidence.

Charlie and Mo Zimo both looked solemn. Ancient martial arts were not particularly rare, but the combination of two ancient martial arts that were good at dodging was still quite impressive.

Ye Yutang said with a grin, "As expected of the number one in the Seven Towers, you are indeed a hidden master, unlike someone who can only break through defenses."

Upon hearing this, Curly-haired Finn's face immediately darkened. He turned his head irritably and glared at Ye Yutang: "Are you sick? Why do you have to drag me into everything? It's so annoying."

"Just telling the truth."

"Get lost!" Finn never imagined that he would encounter such an annoying person so soon after entering university, especially since they were in the same class.

"impossible!"

"I don't believe it!"

At the same time, Lu Qiuhai's face was extremely ugly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared as he swung his sword repeatedly at Qiao Yuan.

What happened next truly left Hutu and his men speechless.

Qiao Yuan seemed to be unable to target anyone, easily moving his feet again and again, causing Lu Qiuhai's several killing punches to miss completely!

"I told you, you can't do it." Disappointment flashed in Qiao Yuan's eyes. "Can't do it, that's it. Useless, that's useless!"

His hair and collar were blown off by the force of the punch, but his eyes shone even brighter than the blazing sun.

That was an aura of absolute confidence!

At that moment, Lu Qiuhai was like a monkey in a circus, extremely frustrated and surprised.

"Why! Why?!"

"Why can't I hit anything?!"

Each time his punch missed, the discomfort in his arm muscles intensified. After throwing seven or eight punches in a row, his arms were so red that the muscles were strained, and he grimaced in pain.

The more this happened, the more Lu Qiuhai's mentality exploded and he threw even more crazy punches.

Until a scream rang out, Lu Qiuhai's left arm made a crisp sound as if it had dislocated. The intense pain, which had been building up, suddenly turned his face deathly pale, forcing him to stop.

An ordinary person might strain their muscles if they miss a punch, but he missed ten punches in a row and ultimately couldn't hold on.

"Disgusting!" Qiao Yuan looked at it with disdain.

Lu Qiuhai was kneeling on the ground in pain, his arms and elbows swollen.

Hearing Qiao Yuan's disdain, he completely broke down. In that instant, he suddenly realized that the young man in front of him was incredibly tall, and the difference between them was like a mayfly seeing the blue sky!

He stopped roaring, feeling utterly humiliated and wanting to disappear into the ground.

He didn't know what kind of movement technique Qiao Yuan used, but having come to this point, he had already lost, utterly and completely lost...

"stop!"

The instructors from each class arrived one after another, and a burly man with black hair wearing a standard military green camouflage uniform walked over.

The man was nearly two meters tall, his muscles stretched taut over his clothes, and he looked to be about thirty years old. He was full of energy and had strength close to the fourth rank.

He shouted, "Military training is not a place for you to fight. If you want to fight, go outside the city to wipe out monsters, go into deep space to conquer the stars, and open up a new home for mankind."

For a moment, Lu Qiuhai felt all his strength drain away, and he lowered his head and sighed softly.

However, the instructor's appearance did not stop the students around him from being surprised, and many students were still whispering among themselves.

"What kind of movement technique is that?"

"So powerful! It seems to be some kind of new technique!"

"Is this his true strength? He truly deserves the title of the number one in the Seven Towers!" Ye Yutang couldn't help but exclaim, "So cool!"

"How is this possible..." Charlie's breathing quickened as he stared intently at Qiao Yuan's unparalleled composure, his heart pounding with fear.

Meng Ziming and Finn looked at each other, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

Tu Shanlin watched with sparkling eyes, and her anxious heart finally relaxed.

Even the two students from the Galaxy Class looked solemn and quite surprised.

"No wonder Yan Baobao knows him, he's a hidden master."

"Hmph, he's just at his last gasp. His calves are trembling slightly." The sharp-eyed White Dragon looked over with a meaningful gaze.

Qiao Yuan ignored this. He had indeed reached his limit. Dodging ten punches in a row was very strenuous for his body, even if he knew the future in advance. He had reached the critical point.

But he felt great, especially happy, with new uses and new advantages!

Although Lu Qiuhai was strong and fast, his combat experience was very ordinary, and he was even less intimidating than the vampire that Yu Jin had wanted.

If there is any drawback, it is that when facing an enemy whose speed and strength far surpass his own, he could only passively dodge, with no opportunity or time to counterattack.

But he was still very happy. He was only at level seven physique and level thirty-two of the Azure Sea Force. Once he improved, his advantage would still be huge.

If his physique tripled and he caught up with Lu Qiuhai's level, that would be truly terrifying. Not only could he dodge by predicting the future, but he could also easily counterattack.

I missed the whole thing.

The other party was beaten the entire time.

He returned to Yaoguang Class, panting heavily. He was indeed tired, but it was worth it.

At that moment, the instructors of the Dizang Class quickly had their students help Lu Qiuhai up and take him to the school clinic.

The burly officer who had just shouted for them to stop said to them, "Fellow students, my name is Zhou Yun, and I am your instructor, Zhou, from the Yaoguang Class."

"Today is physical training. Next, you will put on these path wristbands and follow me to run a round trip along the east edge of the school."

"After that, you will run four more laps. I will be here waiting for you to check in every lap."

Instructor Zhou's voice sparked a lot of discussion among the students, but it seemed that the instructors from other classes nearby were saying similar things.

"Run four laps around the school? Seriously!"

"The school is 10 kilometers in diameter, so going around it once is 20 kilometers. If we do that, we'll have to run more than 100 kilometers in total."

Hu Tu was a little stunned. He touched his bulging belly and said to Qiao Yuan nervously, "My goodness, more than a hundred kilometers, is this going to kill me?"

Qiao Yuan laughed and said, "It's okay, I'll go with you. I reckon even one lap would be tough."

"Hahaha," Hu Tu laughed, "You were so cool just now, why don't you take a break?"

"It's okay, let's run."

Charlie chuckled, "We're all second-tier ascendants; a leap of twenty meters is nothing to us. What's a 20-kilometer lap?"

Meng Ziming, Finn, and the others were also eager to try. They had run a very long way to complete the 30th floor tower climb challenge yesterday.

Instructor Zhou coughed and said, "What this student said is right. You are all Ascendants and the future of Galaxy University. I know that some of you students are not good at physical strength, but you still need to train your physical fitness and improve your physique."

"University life is wonderful, but don't forget that our world is constantly being invaded by the multiverse. Here, put them on first."

After these words, they all fell silent, took out white path bracelets from Instructor Zhou's plastic bag, and put them on their wrists.

With Instructor Zhou leading the way, they all started running.

Qiao Yuan glanced around and noticed that many classes on the playground were running on the east side, the south side, and the north side. With 20,000 new students, they really needed to be dispersed.

Thanks to the first-order sublimation, his speed is now several times faster than before.

They traveled through plains and hills, from the freshman campus to the junior campus.

At this time of year, in late August, Galaxy University only has its first-year students. It looks spacious and seems perfect for large-scale military training, without being too crowded.

Unfortunately, he and Hu Tu were the only ones in the Yaoguang class to achieve first-level sublimation.

All other students are second-order.

They had only run a few kilometers when they were already at the bottom.

"Keep up! Run faster." Instructor Zhou urged, his brows gradually furrowing. "You two are definitely falling behind at this level."

Charlie looked over triumphantly. He had been frustrated since yesterday, but finally won a game against his opponent here. Unfortunately, it wasn't quite satisfying.

Because he could tell that Qiao Yuan had used a lot of strength in the previous battle.

Meng Ziming sneered, "All show and no substance will only hold us back."

Qiao Yuan didn't speak.

Hu Tu couldn't help but speak up: "What are you yelling for? Didn't you see Qiao Yuan just got into a fight? You're really just a petty person who's gotten your way."

Ye Yutang also spoke up for Qiao Yuan, saying, "Hey, you're really lowering your standards."

Meng Ziming's lips twitched, and he retorted unconvinced, "Tch, even if he's not tired, he still can't outrun us, can he? What's the difference?"

Instructor Zhou coughed and said, "Don't argue. There's a way to run at level two, and there's a way to run at level one. It's nothing."

Meng Ziming snorted and continued running without saying anything more.

Tu Shanlin watched quietly from the front, opening her small mouth but ultimately remaining silent.

Qiao Yuan ignored him. He ran and stopped intermittently. After a 20-kilometer run, Charlie and the others had already completed more than half of the second lap.

The huge difference in physical condition left him feeling helpless, and coupled with his exhaustion, he didn't care.

There were no time limits or rankings for this military training; you could just run at your own pace.

Instructor Zhou nodded slightly to him: "Not bad, but you probably don't have much strength left. Your movements just now were indeed good, but there's no need to keep pushing yourself."

Qiao Yuan looked over with a slight surprise.

"I saw your fight with that boy from a distance when I arrived," Instructor Zhou said, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Hearing this, Qiao Yuan smiled shyly: "It's okay, I'll run a little longer, and if I really can't go on, I'll stop and rest."

"Hmm," Instructor Zhou nodded, "Your perseverance is commendable and deserves encouragement. Go on."

As the second lap began, the gap between Qiao Yuan and Hu Tu and their classmates widened, and they soon fell behind by a whole lap.

It was already 10 a.m. in the blink of an eye.

Charlie and his teammates, who were a lap and a half ahead of them, easily passed by.

Qiao Yuan didn't care; the huge difference in physique and rank was no big deal.

He stopped, panting, his body drenched in sweat, hot and thirsty.

Hutu plopped down on the ground, saying, "I can't go on, I'm exhausted."

Tu Shanlin, who was jogging alone not far away, hesitated for a moment, thinking about Qiao Yuan's kindness to her yesterday. Finally, she took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and walked over quickly.

Her face flushed, and she shoved the mineral water bottle in her hand to Qiao Yuan: "Hey."

Charlie and the others who were ahead of them all stopped one after another, turned around and looked on, surprised by Tu Shanlin's behavior.

Meng Ziming couldn't help but rub his eyes, finding it increasingly absurd: "Why? What makes him worthy of the Tu Shan heiress's favor?"

Finn followed suit, and he was growing increasingly disgusted with Qiao Yuan. Ye Yutang kept speaking up for him, and Tu Shanlin was even offering him water...

Cut! Load up!

Charlie continued running without saying a word. Sure enough, he still hated it very much, hated it to the extreme, and became more and more annoyed the more he thought about it.

Let's call it a day; it wouldn't be a fair victory.

But there are still nine days of military training left, and there's plenty of time. Even if Qiao Yuan has some skills, he's determined to regain his pride and take back first place.