Published: February 19, 2025
Chapter 38: Striking the Weak with Strength
Chen Chu wasn't surprised that he could easily win.
Although his dragon elephant skill had only reached the mid-stage of the first level, his foundational attributes were at least double that of his opponents. If he lost under these circumstances, there would be a problem.
In this world, there was no such thing as the weak defeating the strong; it was all about striking the weak with strength.
Winning meant that you were more powerful than your opponent.
Even among some legendary geniuses in the cultivation world who could cross realms to fight, it only demonstrated their explosive power in an instant or that their secret arts were superior to their opponents.
There always had to be some advantage to bridge the gap in realms to achieve cross-realm battles.
Jumping down from the arena, Chen Chu, carrying his long sword, began watching the other matches.
The fifty arenas surrounded by students wielding weapons had names flashing on the large screens above, while many spectators in the distance cheered for their classmates.
Boom!
Under the violent qi wave, a boy shouldering a rod—or rather, a pillar—smashed his opponent off the stage. His towering figure, over two meters tall, was even more imposing than Li Meng, exuding a terrifying aura.
What terrifying strength.
Looking at that three-meter-long, thigh-thick iron pillar, which must weigh several hundred kilograms even if made of lightweight metal, Chen Chu couldn’t help but twitch his eyes.
Who is this person? So strong.
Chen Chu was astonished.
Using such a heavy weapon, his arm strength must exceed a thousand kilograms. A cultivator at the first level of heaven could not possess such strength; could this person be born with divine might?
Chen Chu originally thought that with foundational attributes surpassing the first level of heaven limit, he would be among the top few in this new class, but he never anticipated there was someone so powerful; it was simply abnormal.
After taking a deep look at the boy resembling a giant, Chen Chu walked toward the next arena.
At this moment, not just Chen Chu, but the students in the audience were also filled with excitement, as figures wielding heavy weapons darted around like the wind.
With the clash of heavy weapons, the entire venue filled with the sound of booming impacts.
In contrast to the captivated new students, the teachers at the main stage paid little attention; for them, these new competitions weren’t really worth watching.
The speed was too slow, the strength too weak, and there was no true power, let alone the external release of true power carrying the might of heaven and earth.
Occasionally, one of the teachers would comment while watching the surveillance video, calling a match to a halt when someone unleashed true fire and couldn't stop, declaring the leading party the victor.
At this time, a teacher asked in confusion, "Old Lin, why do you think the higher-ups have allocated so many resources this time, urging all first-class universities to vigorously train this batch of new students?"
Lin Xiong shook his head slightly. "It's not just this batch; every year, new students entering the three major nations of the federation will receive more resources than in the past."
Pang Long expressed his surprise, "What? The annual training resources have increased, and it's across the three major nations? Has there been a major victory in that battlefield?"
The other teachers also showed excitement, believing it to be the reason.
While these teachers were elated, Lin Xiong's expression was somewhat serious as he shook his head, "No, it’s because the Fifth Legion has opened several new resource points."
"As for the situation on that battlefield, it remains tense. The Third, Ninth, and Fifteenth Legions are under significant pressure, with battles above king level erupting every month."
"In this situation, the casualty rates of various nations' legions have been increasing over the past two years, necessitating more fresh blood."