She leaped into the air, her legs meeting in a powerful flying kick.
Yuri's energy swirled and twisted around her, finally transforming into a black horse with spurring hooves! The wind whipped up by her feet even produced a piercing whistle!
Martial Technique!
With a deafening roar, Bai Xiaoyi was sent flying back more than ten meters, rolling several times on the ground, his spear and round shield flying from his hands.
Even with his magical armor protecting him, the power of this attack far exceeded Bai Xiaoyi's ability to withstand it.
Lying on his back, he gasped in pain, two clear footprints even appearing on his chest armor.
Before he could get up, a sword was already thrust at him, pressed directly against his throat.
"The battle is over! Bai Xiaoyi!"
Yuri, standing sideways in front of Bai Xiaoyi, was now brimming with confidence.
Holding her sword in one hand, she pointed it directly at her enemy, her black ponytail billowing in the wind, her black horse ears twitching incessantly. Seeing this, the surrounding students erupted in applause, with many exclaiming in amazement.
To unleash a martial art with only level two strength, and with such power! Yuli truly deserves the title of genius! And she truly deserves to be called a descendant of heroes!
Bai Xiaoyi, looking at Yuli standing before him, struggled to his feet, then collapsed back to the ground.
Yuli smiled slightly, sheathed her sword, and extended her hand to him.
This kind gesture made Bai Xiaoyi freeze.
Frowning at the arm armor Yuli offered, Bai Xiaoyi hesitated for a couple of seconds before finally reaching out.
Their hands grasped, and Yuli pulled Bai Xiaoyi up.
But unexpectedly, at that moment, the arm armor Bai Xiaoyi was holding onto suddenly unfolded, transforming into layers of shackles that bound their arms together!
Before the startled Yuli could react, Bai Xiaoyi's other hand lashed out, striking Yuli squarely in the abdomen!
Charged Fist!
The energy throughout his body was absorbed by the magical armor and rapidly concentrated in his fist.
Although Bai Xiaoyi couldn't use martial arts techniques like Yuri, a prodigy, his armor, combining high technology and magical power, could mimic martial arts moves!
A punch was thrown! Her left hand was locked! Yuri, who didn't even have time to draw her sword with her right hand, was hit instantly, her entire body bent into a C-shape, completely hanging on the opponent's fist.
A mouthful of blood spurted out! Smeared all over Bai Xiaoyi's face!
"It's not over yet! Second Charge!"
Ignoring the blood splattered in his eyes, Bai Xiaoyi roared, and the rapidly absorbed energy within the armor exploded again!
Yuri, whose legs were already off the ground, was hit in the abdomen by this second impact, and was instantly blasted away.
But because her arm was locked, she was forcibly pulled back after flying half a meter.
"Magic Over-the-Shoulder Throw!"
Grabbing the helpless Yuri's arm, Bai Xiaoyi, using the power of his armor, forcefully swung Yuri into the air! Then slammed her heavily to the ground!
Three consecutive attacks comparable to martial arts techniques, and with Yuri completely unprepared, she lay limp on the ground, all her energy dissipated.
The sudden unexpected turn of events left the surroundings speechless; even their teacher, Zhao Youran, was stunned.
It's understandable that they were stunned. The match should have ended the moment Bai Xiaoyi accepted Yuri's offer.
Who could have predicted this unsportsmanlike sneak attack?
And what could such a sneak attack bring him? Victory? No, no, no! It would only make him despised by everyone! Yuri would still be the substitute for the class!
The students understood this, Teacher Zhao Youran understood this, and Bai Xiaoyi, who launched the sneak attack, understood this as well.
He dared to launch a sneak attack; naturally, he had his reasons. "Yes! Yuri has indeed won! She will definitely represent Class 2, Grade 3 in the competition! Unless…"
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes! Bai Xiaoyi's face revealed a sinister smile.
While Yuri lay on the ground in shock, this guy suddenly raised his leg, gathering all his strength in his leg armor, and stomped heavily on Yuri's left knee…
"Stop!!!"
Sensing that something was wrong, Zhao Youran suddenly unleashed all her level four energy, flying forward and punching Bai Xiaoyi squarely in the chest.
This punch sent Bai Xiaoyi flying backward, covering more than twenty meters, crashing heavily into the wall, even causing dense cracks to appear on the wall.
But it was too late. Yuri, whose knee had been stomped on, couldn't help but let out a scream, curling up into a ball.
And her injured left leg was twisted beyond recognition.
Crippled!!! "Bai Xiaoyi! You've gone too far!!!"
Seeing her student suffer such a fate, Zhao Youran was enraged. She grabbed Bai Xiaoyi's mask and lifted him up.
However, Bai Xiaoyi, with blood trickling from his mouth, grinned.
"Teacher, I think it's better to treat her injuries first."
"You...you're no longer my student!"
Slamming Bai Xiaoyi to the ground, Zhao Youran carefully picked up Youli and rushed towards the medical room.
Half an hour later, in the principal's office.
Zhao Youran stood motionless before the principal's desk, her expression extremely stubborn.
The principal, along with the two vice-principals, stared intently at the documents in their hands, their expressions grim.
"How is Yuri's injury?"
"Reporting to the principal, the doctor said there's residual internal energy in her left leg. While it won't leave any lasting effects, a complete cure will take at least three days..."
"Three days! There's only one day left until the Northern High School League. After tomorrow, we have to go to compete the day after. We can't wait three days."
"But..."
"No buts. Consider this a lesson for that little girl. Mercy towards the enemy will only harm yourself."
Zhao Youran lowered her head deeply upon hearing this, her fists slowly clenching.
"Then who from our class should participate?"
"Don't you have another genius in your class?"
"Bai Xiaoyi?!"
A voice rang out through gritted teeth, Zhao Youran's eyes widened in shock.
"You want him to represent our class in the competition?!"
"Do you have anyone else in mind?"
"But I've already expelled him from the class!"
"That's after the competition. Besides You Li, the best fighters in your class are Bai Xiaoyi. We can't just send some third-rate student to embarrass ourselves, can we?"
"If you insist on having him participate, Class 2 of Grade 3 would rather forfeit!"
Upon hearing Zhao Youran's words, the principal and the two vice-principals put down their documents and looked at her sharply.
"Teacher Zhao Youran! The Northern High School League is no joke! It's going to be broadcast nationwide!"
"I know! But that bastard is after this!"
"I know his character is questionable, but this competition concerns the school's honor. Your class must send a representative! And it must be someone from your class! Parachuting in won't do! Otherwise, we'll be laughed at!"
"But!"
"I know you look down on him, and actually, we look down on him too. He's unfit to be a martial artist, capable of such despicable acts. But now the die is cast, and we have no choice but to resort to this."
The principal removed his glasses and closed his eyes.
"Let him participate. As for Yuli's injury… the school will cover all her medical expenses, and we'll also give her a guaranteed admission spot to any top university as compensation."
Zhao Youran opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
She bowed slightly and turned to leave.
After she left, a vice-principal beside her frowned and couldn't help but speak.
"Principal, these guaranteed admission spots are too precious. Our school only has three a year. Isn't this compensation a bit…"
The principal waved his hand, interrupting the vice-principal.
"It's different. She's different. She's a descendant of the Wild Horse Knights. The Wild Horse Knights almost all died saving our northern region, while we old folks talk about protecting the city and civilians, hiding in the city and afraid to go to the battlefield. Ha! What we owe them is just a guaranteed admission spot. This isn't heavy at all; it's too light, far too light…"