Reversing the Milky Way

Hearing this, Bai Cheng stepped forward and leaped onto the arena. Suddenly, Bai Cheng realized his opponent was a girl, who looked to be around seventeen years old and dressed in Hanfu. Upon seeing this, Bai Cheng slowly said, "Junior sister, you should just admit defeat."

At this moment, a small group of people below the platform began to discuss among themselves, saying, "Is that Bai Cheng?"

"Yes, I heard a month ago that he was able to defeat Zhao Bo, who was in the mid-stage of the Body Refinement Realm."

“I’ve heard about that too, and his talent for body refinement was evident as soon as he enrolled.”

The audience continued to chatter, until Qin Jinghan announced, "Begin."

The junior student opposite also spoke up: "I know that Senior Bai Cheng is very good, but I still want to give it a try."

After saying that, she attacked Bai Cheng. Bai Cheng defended himself with ease, without retaliating. With his physical strength, which was close to the late stage of Body Refinement, the junior sister in front of him was no match for him in terms of physical exertion.

As time went by, after a series of attacks, the junior student realized that her attacks could not have much effect on Bai Cheng, so she stopped and said, "I give up."

Bai Cheng replied, "You flatter me."

Qin Jinghan, sitting in the audience, shouted, "Bai Chengsheng!"

Then, Bai Cheng stepped down from the stage. At this moment, Qin Jinghan began to call out again: "Number 96 and Number 55, come up on stage."

Afterwards, two more people went up to the stage, and Bai Cheng saw them; they were Zhao Xiaoming and another student.

At this moment, the other trainees around him began to discuss, "Hey, it seems Zhao Xiaoming is unlucky. He ran into Pan Zhen so quickly."

Upon hearing this, Bai Cheng's gaze also turned to the student named Pan Zhen.

After Qin Jinghan shouted "Start!", Pan Zhen said, "Zhao Xiaoming, you'd better just go down now, so you don't embarrass yourself later."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaoming immediately adopted a fighting stance and said, "Pan Zhen, don't be too smug. I have already reached the Seven Cauldrons level of power, so I might be able to put up a fight."

After saying that, Zhao Xiaoming suddenly attacked Pan Zhen. At this moment, Pan Zhen grinned and said, "Hehe, then don't blame me."

After saying that, he pushed off with his feet and leaped into the air, then kicked out at Zhao Xiaoming who was charging towards him. Zhao Xiaoming saw that things were not going well and quickly dodged. Pan Zhen's kick hit the ground where Zhao Xiaoming had just been standing, making a dull thud. Then, Pan Zhen changed direction and attacked Zhao Xiaoming.

Pan Zhen leaped up and delivered a side kick, while Zhao Xiaoming immediately countered with a punch. The impact of their fists and feet collided with a dull thud, and Zhao Xiaoming staggered back more than ten steps before stopping. Pan Zhen, on the other hand, landed firmly on his heels.

At this moment, Bai Cheng, watching from below the stage, immediately recognized that the student named Pan Zhen had reached the mid-stage of the Body Refinement Realm, but was still some distance from Zhao Bo. He had been able to defeat Zhao Bo before because he had activated a state that utilized spiritual energy. However, Pan Zhen now appeared to be at a similar level to Bai Cheng, and Bai Cheng wanted to see just how much of a difference there was between him and these people at equal strength.

As the fierce battle raged on the arena, Zhao Xiaoming gradually became no match for Pan Zhen and was eventually defeated. Although Zhao Xiaoming and Pan Zhen were less than four dings apart in strength, each ding was equivalent to a thousand jin. At this moment, Bai Cheng saw Zhao Xiaoming on the arena, his arms beginning to tremble slightly.

Just as Zhao Xiaoming was about to admit defeat, having just raised his hand and shouted, "I..." Pan Zhen suddenly attacked, punching Zhao Xiaoming in the abdomen. Zhao Xiaoming was sent flying several meters backward in a prone position.

Immediately, a murmur rippled through the audience. Qin Jinghan rushed onto the stage to check on Zhao Xiaoming. Zhao Xiaoming looked unwell, clutching his stomach and vomiting swill. He managed to utter a few words with difficulty: "I...I admit defeat."

At this moment, Dong Shaojie, who was in the crowd below the stage, pointed at Pan Zhen on the stage and shouted, "Pan Zhen, you've gone too far! Zhao Xiaoming clearly wanted to admit defeat, how could you be so cruel?"

At this moment, Pan Zhen on the stage also looked at Dong Shaojie and said, "I told him long ago to get off the stage as soon as possible to avoid making a fool of himself. It's his own fault for not complying, what does it have to do with me? Besides, he didn't shout that he was admitting defeat, how do I know if he's going to continue attacking?"

After saying this, Dong Shaojie said angrily, "You!!"

At this moment, Lü Liang, who was standing next to Bai Cheng, also spoke up to Bai Cheng: "Hey, speaking of which, Pan Zhen and Dong Shaojie are both from fishing villages."

Upon hearing this, Bai Cheng instinctively asked, "Since they're from the same village, there's no need to be so ruthless, is there?"

After listening, Lü Liang chuckled and said, "Heh, so what if we're from the same village? Aren't you and Zhao Bo from the same village too?"

After hearing this, Bai Cheng realized the problem. Then Lü Liang spoke up again: "Bai Cheng, you should be careful. Pan Zhen is an arrogant and domineering person. If you encounter him, you should be careful."

After hearing this, Bai Cheng nodded and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Brother Lü Liang."

Then, Bai Cheng saw Zhao Xiaoming being helped off the stage by several students. He stepped forward and asked, "Junior Brother Zhao, how are you?"

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoming was unable to speak. With the slightest exertion, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen. He could only wave his hand, signaling to Bai Cheng. Bai Cheng, seeing this, remained silent, seemingly deep in thought.

The morning passed in the blink of an eye, and the morning's competitions had already come to a preliminary end. After three rounds of competition, eighteen students remained in the beginner class, while the intermediate class competitions were nearing their end, with only four students remaining for the final rounds.

During lunchtime, Yueling sat down next to Bai Cheng. It was then that Bai Cheng learned through their conversation that today was also the day Yueling and her classmates were taking their literature exams. Unlike Bai Cheng's exam, Yueling's exam was divided into two parts: one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Each part combined everything that Yueling and her classmates could learn.

In short, there was one exam in the morning and another in the afternoon, each covering different subjects—it was like a hodgepodge. Furthermore, the school gates were closed at noon today, and no one was allowed to leave the school grounds.

As afternoon arrived, the beginner and intermediate classes began their final competitions. On the beginner side, Qin Jinghan began calling out the numbers: "Number 41 versus Number 96!"

As the two stepped onto the stage, Bai Cheng was surprised to find that it was Dong Shaojie and the student named Pan Zhen. Just then, as Dong Shaojie walked onto the stage, the students he passed all covered their noses and began to discuss, "Hey, what's that smell?"

"Yeah, it smells so bad."

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, Pan Zhen said, "Dong Shaojie, I advise you to get off here as soon as possible. Your skill level is not as high as Zhao Xiaoming's. Don't end up like Zhao Xiaoming and make a fool of yourself."

Upon hearing this, Dong Shaojie's face darkened. At this moment, Lü Liang from below the stage shouted, "Brother Shaojie, don't be reckless."

"Don't worry, Brother Lü Liang, I have my own plans."

With a shout of "Start!", Pan Zhen charged towards Dong Shaojie like a whirlwind. Dong Shaojie scrambled to defend himself. Pan Zhen's fists moved with lightning speed, each strike sending Dong Shaojie staggering backward. Then, Pan Zhen unleashed a devastating punch, sending Dong Shaojie flying more than ten meters away.

Just as Pan Zhen was about to continue his attack, his nose suddenly caught a stench. "What...what is this that stinks so badly? Dong Shaojie, you don't think you can defeat me with your smell, do you?"

At this moment, Dong Shaojie also staggered to his feet and said, "Hehe, I didn't think that way, but this is something I specially prepared for you." After hearing this, Pan Zhen's eyes narrowed and he thought, "You're asking for death."

Having said that, he pushed off with his feet and charged towards Dong Shaojie. Seeing this, Dong Shaojie was also prepared. He slightly stepped back with his left foot, and when Pan Zhen was already in front of him, he suddenly raised his left foot and kicked towards Pan Zhen's face. Pan Zhen raised his right hand to block, a smug smile on his face.

However, the next second, his smiling face was struck squarely in the face by Dong Shaojie's foot, leaving a muddy mark on Pan Zhen's face. The attack with his left foot was a feint by Dong Shaojie, a prelude to this attack with his right foot, but his force was not great, and Pan Zhen only took two steps back after being hit.

Then, Dong Shaojie landed with a backflip and immediately shouted, "I give up!"

Then, Qin Jinghan, who was in the audience, shouted, "Pan Zhensheng!"

At this moment, Pan Zhen steadied himself and heard the news of his victory. Although he was unhappy, he let it go. But just then, he suddenly smelled a strong stench emanating from his face. He instinctively touched it and saw that it was actually feces.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and anger surged within him. "You're asking for it!!"

At this moment, he no longer cared about the rules. He used both feet to propel himself into the air, attacking Dong Shaojie who was walking off the stage. Seeing this, Qin Jinghan on the other side of the stage hurriedly shouted, "Pan Zhen, what are you doing?"

Qin Jinghan then leaped onto the stage to try and stop Pan Zhen, but due to the distance, it was too late. Pan Zhen kicked out, aiming for Dong Shaojie's neck. The neck is the most vulnerable part of the human body; if Pan Zhen had landed a kick, Dong Shaojie would have been either dead or paralyzed from the waist down.

Just as Dong Shaojie was caught off guard, Bai Cheng kicked out, changing the trajectory of Pan Zhen's kick. The two then regained their footing on the ground. After landing, Dong Shaojie's face contorted with rage as he shouted, "Get out of the way!" He then launched a punch at Bai Cheng.

Upon seeing this, Bai Cheng immediately replied, "Pan Zhen, Dong Shaojie has already admitted defeat. Do you intend to disregard the rules?" With that, he threw a punch to meet the attack. The two fists collided with a dull, loud sound. Then, both of them simultaneously took a few steps back.

At this moment, Pan Zhen's face also showed surprise. "You're actually at the mid-stage of Body Refinement?" Before he finished speaking, Qin Jinghan had already arrived in front of Pan Zhen. His expression was serious as he said, "Pan Zhen, how dare you openly disregard the rules of the competition? Do you not respect the academy? You... ugh..."

Before Qin Jinghan could finish speaking, he suddenly smelled a foul stench emanating from Pan Zhen's face. Because their faces were so close, the stench hit Qin Jinghan right in the head.

His dignified expression instantly turned into a gag reflex; he almost threw up his breakfast.

Upon seeing this, Pan Zhen clenched his fists, his face contorted with bulging veins. Then, Qin Jinghan calmed down and said, "Let's drop this matter. Pan Zhen, according to the rules, I should disqualify you directly, but I'm giving you one last chance. If you dare to attack a student again, I will disqualify you from the competition."

After saying that, Pan Zhen left with the words, "You just wait!"

After saying that, he left the crowd. As he walked out, he saw the other students covering their noses and looking at him with strange eyes. This made him extremely angry.

After Pan Zhen left, Bai Cheng also smelled a foul odor and asked Dong Shaojie, who was standing next to him, "Brother Dong, what did you step on with the sole of your shoe? Why does it smell so bad?"

At this moment, Dong Shaojie had also recovered from what had just happened. If Bai Cheng hadn't blocked that attack, he would have been in danger. He then said, "Thank you, Brother Bai Cheng. I made a special trip to the spirit beast shed at noon. Even if I can't beat Pan Zhen, I'll still make him suffer a bit."

At this moment, Lü Liang walked over with a smile and said, "Ha...ha...Brother Dong, that's a really cunning trick of yours."

"What's this? Compared to Brother Zhao, what's this?"

After hearing this, Bai Cheng pondered for a moment and asked, "By the way, how is Brother Zhao doing now?"

After Bai Cheng finished speaking, Dong Shaojie sighed and said, "Brother Zhao was caught off guard and is currently in the academy's clinic. Instructor Su said that he won't be able to get out of bed for at least three days."

As time went on, only nine people remained from the original eighteen. This meant that some people would receive a bye. At this moment, Qin Jinghan brought out a bamboo tube and said, "There are nine lots here. You nine people will come forward one by one to draw lots. The one who draws the red one will directly enter the final."

"I'll go first!" Pan Zhen had already washed the feces off his face, but it still emitted a faint stench. So he specially applied some perfume to his face to cover up the smell.

His face still held anger as he walked up to Qin Jinghan and drew a bamboo stick. He didn't draw a red stick, but he didn't seem to care. Then the others took turns drawing sticks. When it was Bai Cheng's turn, only two bamboo sticks remained in the tube, and no one had drawn a red stick yet.

Bai Cheng randomly picked one, and then he saw that the bottom of the bamboo stick he drew was red. At this moment, Qin Jinghan in front of him shouted, "Bai Cheng, go straight to the finals."

Bai Cheng lowered his head to think for a moment, then said, "Wait a moment, Instructor Qin, may I give this opportunity to someone else?"