CHAPTER 475: CHAPTER 124: THE MUTATION IS OFFICIALLY UPON US! _1

Liu Xiaoman’s surrender shocked everyone present. Although Su Yan’s opponents frequently surrendered before a match even began, this was no longer surprising to the students of Jing University. But Liu Xiaoman was different. She was the third-ranked powerhouse on Jing University’s strength leaderboard, with a genuine chance to become the university’s top student. Moreover, she was Jing University’s number one female student, carrying the hopes of countless peers. Every female student at Jing University hoped she would achieve great results, to prove that women could surpass men!

Yet, this very champion, who carried so many hopes, had unexpectedly surrendered without a fight! This was unacceptable to the female students. Feeling their beliefs shatter, some became consumed by shame and anger, lashing out, "Liu Xiaoman, what right do you have to surrender? Are you worthy of our support?"

"Surrendering before a fight? You coward!"

"Hah! And you call yourself third on Jing University’s strength leaderboard? You should just drop out!"

Their affection was genuine, but so was their disdain. At this moment, most of the girls below the stage were hurling insults at Liu Xiaoman. They relentlessly called her unworthy of being a woman, a piece of trash, their curses vicious.

However, Liu Xiaoman was not good-tempered. She retorted sharply to the female students below, "You bunch of good-for-nothings are all talk! It’s easy to criticize from the sidelines. If you’re so righteous, why don’t you come up here and fight him yourselves!"

The girls she berated weren’t cowed and shot back defiantly, "If I had your strength, I’d have gone up there long ago!"

"Coward!"

"Surrendering before a fight? What a loser!"

Some of the school authorities could no longer tolerate the scene. One slammed the table and rose, declaring, "Silence! No cursing during the competition!" Simultaneously, they released a terrifying Half-step Epic Level pressure, causing the students below the stage to tremble, their scalps tingling.

Soon, everyone quieted down, and the competition continued.

The eighth match featured Su Yan challenging Qiu Ziluo, who was ranked second. This match drew everyone’s attention. Every student at Jing University knew that Qiu Ziluo and Su Zicheng were the true geniuses of their institution. Once they had secured the top two spots, they had never been dislodged. Their strength was formidable. As for the others? Hah, they were merely foils.

"Younger Brother Su, your strength truly astounds me," Qiu Ziluo began. "It’s a pity, though, that third place will be your limit. I’m no coward like Liu Xiaoman. You have no chance of defeating me."

One must not only win the fight but also the battle of presence. Right from the start, Qiu Ziluo attempted to gain a psychological advantage over Su Yan with his words. Faced with Qiu Ziluo’s bombastic claims, Su Yan merely smiled, offering no verbal response.

This clearly annoyed Qiu Ziluo. This freshman from the Institute of Beast Taming is far too disrespectful! Can’t he see his senior is talking to him? Yet he just stands there, acting aloof, not even bothering to reply. Just wait, I’ll thrash him! Qiu Ziluo cursed inwardly; his impression of Su Yan had hit rock bottom.

Seeing both combatants on the stage, the referee asked, "Are both contestants ready?"

"Ready," they replied in unison.

Upon hearing their confirmation, the referee pressed the ready buttons behind them. The countdown commenced on the large screen: "10, 9, 8..."

As the final second of the countdown ticked away, Qiu Ziluo, the one challenged, seized the initiative. He immediately unleashed his full power, giving Su Yan no openings. Instantly, his muscles bulged, and he transformed into a three-meter-tall giant. THUD! THUD! THUD! He stomped across the arena floor, charging toward Su Yan at incredible speed. He dared not underestimate Su Yan. His earlier grandiose claims were merely a habit, a result of his usual arrogance; he couldn’t help but posture with some harsh words.

HUM! In the blink of an eye, the giant Qiu Ziluo was upon Su Yan. His fist, moving at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, shot out and smashed down toward Su Yan’s head. The punch was so fast it generated a series of Sonic Booms. The shockwaves made many students below the stage instinctively cover their ears, lest their eardrums rupture.

I’ve won! When his fist was less than a centimeter from Su Yan’s head, Qiu Ziluo was certain he had the match secured. No matter how strong Su Yan was, he couldn’t possibly dodge his Iron Fist from a mere centimeter away.

However, just as Qiu Ziluo believed victory was his, a vast Creature Pressure suddenly descended from the sky. It was like the weight of Mount Tai, pressing down on him with a deafening BOOM. THUD! Before Qiu Ziluo could react, he was slammed to the ground, pinned.

What’s happening? I can’t move! Why can’t I move?! Terror filled Qiu Ziluo’s face as he found himself completely immobilized by the crushing pressure. But how could this be? He was an evolutionary genius, second only to Su Zicheng! How could he be utterly powerless against a mere freshman?

Qiu Ziluo began to question reality itself. This had to be a dream.

Meanwhile, everyone in the gymnasium was stunned by the scene. They had considered the possibility of Qiu Ziluo’s defeat, but they never imagined he would lose so utterly and decisively.