Chapter 349: Chapter 345: Xiaoli Flying Knife

Could this be a legendary Flying Knife technique?

The Flying Knife, thin as a cicada’s wing, was pressed against Ling Yanhang’s throat. It held his life in its grasp.

If that Flying Knife moved forward even an inch, his life would be over.

Under the sun’s reflection, the Flying Knife glittered beautifully, but no one doubted its sharpness.

Shocking! The strongest new student had defeated a senior from the Genius Class with a single Flying Knife. What’s more, no one had even seen him throw it.

That was the most terrifying part. This was what it meant to kill without a trace.

You’d be dead before you even knew what killed you.

"Did any of you see how that kid attacked?"

Several of the god-level students glanced at each other. Bai Junran sneered, "He used a hidden weapon. Nothing more than a cheap trick."

"It seems that not only will this kid get into the Genius Class, but one of us five is probably going to get knocked out of the top rankings."

The red-haired Xiao He spoke calmly. His words might have been true, but he was certain it wouldn’t be him.

The others all looked toward Wan Dong, who was ranked fifth. The implication was obvious.

Although Wan Dong had been in the Genius Class the longest, he was also the weakest of the five.

As for the others, Evil Qiqi was rumored to have already reached the Level of a Rank Three Creature, while Bai Junran, Xiao He, and Luo Zijie were all just one step away. They only needed the right opportunity to undergo their Tribulation Crossing.

"Brother Wan, don’t you worry. I will be the one to take this kid’s life," Bai Junran said, his voice radiating an intimidating aura as his Killing Intent flared.

Xiaoli Flying Knife, never misses its mark...

Tu Xiao’an watched the petrified Ling Yanhang with a faint smile. That Flying Knife was his death warrant; all he could do now was admit defeat.

That’s right, this was a Xiaoli Flying Knife. At noon, as soon as the three hundred million from the Bull Demon King arrived in his account, Tu Xiao’an had immediately gone to the Weapon Interface and purchased it.

This type of Flying Knife was as thin as a cicada’s wing and could pierce through anything. Combined with Tu Xiao’an’s powerful Consciousness Power, it launched as fast as light, invisible to the naked eye. The synergy between his Consciousness Power and the Flying Knife was as natural as a fish in water.

Don’t be fooled by its simple appearance; this one Flying Knife cost a full ten million RMB.

Real money.

It was the biggest expense Tu Xiao’an had ever made in his entire life.

Moreover, Tu Xiao’an had bought nine Xiaoli Flying Knives in one go, for a total of ninety million.

With nine Flying Knives unleashed, his attacks would be unpredictable. He could kill Gods if they stood in his way, and slay Buddhas if they blocked his path.

These nine Flying Knives, combined with Tu Xiao’an’s immense Consciousness Power, were absolutely no weaker than an Elemental Attribute Power.

Their killing power might even be greater. Under the control of his Consciousness Power, the launched Flying Knives moved as nimbly as his own limbs.

This was precisely why Tu Xiao’an had chosen to buy this type of Flying Knife in the first place. He couldn’t let his powerful Consciousness Power go to waste.

Against a powerful opponent, his Consciousness Power might not be able to control their body directly, but using it to control the Flying Knives turned it into his ultimate trump card.

When he didn’t want to reveal his Elemental Ability, the Flying Knives would be his weapon of choice.

A Rank Two, Sixth Stage Martial Cultivator like Ling Yanhang, for example, couldn’t even see how Tu Xiao’an had thrown the Flying Knife.

Fast. Light speed. Instant death.

"Using a hidden weapon, what kind of skill is that?" Ling Yanhang swallowed hard, unwilling to accept defeat. He had lost just like that, without even having time to react.

Tu Xiao’an looked at him. "What do you mean, ’hidden weapon’? You’re using a big saber, and I’m just using a small knife. If you think about it, I’m the one at a disadvantage."

"I don’t accept it!" Ling Yanhang’s face was grim. "If you want me to admit defeat like this, you might as well just kill me!"

"Is that so?" At a thought from Tu Xiao’an, the cicada-wing-thin Flying Knife moved, easily breaking the skin on his throat. Another inch, and it would have been fatal.

Ling Yanhang jumped in fright, his face turning deathly pale. ’This kid is serious?’

The Flying Knife was bone-chillingly cold and incredibly sharp. It was sharp enough to sever a hair that blew across its edge. The moment it lightly touched his skin, a line of blood appeared.

"Vice Dean, he used a hidden weapon! I don’t accept the outcome of this match! I demand a do-over!"

Ling Yanhang threw all shame to the wind and shouted.

"Yanhang, on the Martial Arts Arena, all methods are fair game. A loss is a loss," the Vice Dean’s aged voice replied.

’I can’t lose. I can’t admit defeat.’ Ling Yanhang didn’t want to leave the Super Genius Class. If he left the Genius Class, his value would plummet. His status in his own family would drop, and no one would look up to him anymore.

Moreover, his monthly allotment of Spirit Stones would be cut in half, which would immediately affect the progress of his cultivation.

"You despicable coward! So much for the ’strongest new student.’ You’re just a low-life who wins with hidden weapons. I overestimated you!"

Ling Yanhang suddenly put on an air of unyielding integrity, trying to provoke Tu Xiao’an with his words.

The students below instantly burst into discussion. No one had expected the battle to end like this.

It was too fast. They hadn’t seen enough to be satisfied.

"I suggest a rematch! This is unfair to Senior Ling! He used a Flying Knife as a hidden weapon. Plus, that knife is so thin, it’s almost impossible to see with the naked eye under the sun. That’s practically cheating!"

"Yeah, I agree! Vice Dean, please give Senior Ling another chance!"

Many students who knew Ling Yanhang began to plead on his behalf.

On the stage, Ling Yanhang grew agitated. Now that people were speaking up for him, he still had a chance. He gripped the large saber in his hand, his whole body trembling. ’If I’m given another chance...’

He would absolutely not let his opponent’s Flying Knife succeed again. He would make his opponent spit blood, kneel, and beg him for mercy before admitting defeat. His mouth was dry as he clenched his fists.

"Vice Dean, we also suggest a rematch. That Flying Knife is indeed too thin. It’s afternoon, so the sun is bright and the glare is strong. To win with a knife as thin as a cicada’s wing is dishonorable,"

four of the god-level students spoke up, pleading with the Vice Dean for Ling Yanhang. The young lady, Evil Qiqi, was not among them. She was still watching from high up in the air.

She was just no longer directly above the Martial Arts Arena.

The Vice Dean sighed. He knew perfectly well the true strength of this Snake Spirit, Tu Xiao’an. This match was just a formality.

For his opponent to win so easily with a Flying Knife was the best possible outcome for Ling Yanhang. It didn’t injure him and ended the match cleanly, which was exactly what the Vice Dean had hoped for.

It could even be considered a well-intentioned act.

’These students just love to stir up trouble for the spectacle of it. What a ruckus.’

The Vice Dean said in a low voice, "A match is a match. A loss is a loss. Ling Yanhang, you may concede and step down."

"Vice Dean, just give Senior Ling one more chance!"

A large number of students below pleaded for him. Even many who didn’t know Ling Yanhang joined in, not for any particular reason other than to see more action. After all, the match had ended far too quickly.

"Vice Dean, just give me one more chance!" Ling Yanhang gritted his teeth, his face flushed red.

"Step down," the Vice Dean said flatly.

Ling Yanhang grew desperate. So many students were pleading for him, yet the Vice Dean wouldn’t budge. He could only turn to Tu Xiao’an and say, "Junior, are you scared?"

"Scared of what? My Flying Knife is at your throat. Should I be the one who’s scared?" Tu Xiao’an had to laugh.

Ling Yanhang said, "You’re afraid that if we have a rematch, you’ll lose to me! The strongest new student is nothing special after all! But let me tell you, even if you won by a fluke, you don’t have enough real strength. Even if you get into the Genius Class, you’ll just be someone for everyone else to crush!"

Tu Xiao’an stared at him, dumbfounded. ’How did using a Flying Knife become a fluke?’

’Shouldn’t he be ashamed that he couldn’t even see my attack?’

"Strongest new student, if you’re really that strong, what’s there to be afraid of in a rematch? I think you’re just feeling guilty!"

"Look at him. He really doesn’t deserve to have a Super Celestial Peacock." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Many mocking voices rose from the crowd below.