Four Skills for All.

The next morning, Mo Xiu got up to go find Zheng Yi.

As soon as I stepped outside, a group of reporters surrounded me.

"Mo Xiu, as the top scorer in the college entrance examination, what would you like to say?"

Someone squeezed in from behind and said, "What's your level? A new reporter, right? Mo Xiu, you got a perfect score this time, but a lot of people are questioning it. Did you cheat?"

"Mo Xiu, some people speculate that you are from a prestigious family, so why are you living here?"

Mo Xiu closed the door without saying a word, not wanting to listen to the reporters' rambling.

The voices outside the door continued to say, "Mo Xiu, even if you're the top scorer in the college entrance exam, you can't be this rude."

"Yes, that's downright arrogant. I'm going to write an article condemning you."

Unable to bear the annoyance any longer, Mo Xiu jumped out of his room window.

Mo Xiu had a simple celebration with his mother after returning home yesterday, and then went to sleep.

Unaware that he had scored a perfect score, the news is now spreading like wildfire.

This matter has escalated overnight, alarming far too many people.

University presidents, high-ranking officials from various factions, and this group of reporters.

Overnight, all of Mo Xiu's information was investigated and found out that a student who could get full marks actually lived in a dilapidated neighborhood.

This sparked the reporters' imaginations, leading to a flood of speculations, which is why they came to wait for Mo Xiu early in the morning.

After Mo Xiu jumped out, he immediately called Zheng Yi, but no one answered.

......

Shuncheng No.1 Middle School, martial arts training ground.

The training ground, which should have been empty due to the holiday, is now packed with people.

Because today there is an important match, the second battle between Zheng Yi and Wang Xuanhu.

This fight was arranged by Wang Xuanhu because Zheng Yi's college entrance examination scores were actually ahead of his.

Zheng Yi readily agreed. In fact, even if Wang Xuanhu hadn't contacted him, he would have still contacted Wang Xuanhu.

Zheng Yi has never been one to swallow his pride, but he had to endure it for the sake of the college entrance examination.

After the college entrance examination, Zheng Yi couldn't stand it anymore and immediately wanted to settle accounts with Wang Xuanhu.

So Mo Xiu has been trying to contact Zheng Yi for the past few days, but Zheng Yi hasn't replied.

He wanted to wait until he had settled everything with Wang Xuanhu before telling Mo Xiu.

Wang Xuanhu said, "I really didn't expect that you, you coward, who hid from me for so many days, would actually dare to accept my challenge."

Zheng Yi scoffed and said, "You're challenging me to a duel because you didn't do well on the college entrance exam, right?"

"You... if you hadn't cheated, I would have been number one."

Zheng Yi laughed loudly, "That's really interesting. The four people ahead of you all cheated? You really dare to say that. Who can cheat on the college entrance exam these days?"

Wang Xuanhu was somewhat embarrassed. He ranked fifth in the exam this time. On the one hand, he did not expect Zheng Yi and Liu Qingyu to perform so well, and on the other hand, Mu Qingyi and Mo Xiu suddenly returned.

In addition, Wang Xuanhu became somewhat arrogant after his strength increased significantly, neglecting training and review, resulting in a significant deduction of points in both the written test and physical test.

They thought victory was assured and boasted about it everywhere, but now they've been thoroughly humiliated. How can they not hate it?

"You defeated opponent, I'll beat you to a pulp today. And that Mo Xiu, after I beat you, you're him. Don't think no one suspects him just because he cheated and got a perfect score. I'll expose him, and I'll be the hero."

Zheng Yi said, "Pah! You're not even worthy to carry Mo Xiu's shoes, and you call yourself a hero? Don't think I don't know how you leveled up your skills!"

Wang Xuanhu said nonchalantly, "So what if you know? If you're so capable, why don't you level up too? Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to cripple you today."

Zheng Yi became serious. No matter what was said, Wang Xuanhu's strength was still above Zheng Yi's.

The two entered the arena, ready to clash at any moment.

The entire audience held their breath, and there was complete silence.

"I see!!!"

A voice broke the silence; it wasn't loud, but everyone could hear the anger in it.

The crowd spontaneously made way for a figure to slowly walk in.

A figure both of them recognized: Mo Xiu.

Zheng Yi first shouted, "Mo Xiu, this is my duel with him, it has nothing to do with you."

Mo Xiu said expressionlessly, "Do you think it's fair of you to take on everything like this?"

"Mo Xiu, I..."

Mo Xiu waved his hand and said, "It all started because of me. I'll handle it. Leave it to me."

Zheng Yi wanted to continue speaking, but ultimately didn't say anything.

Wang Xuanhu said disdainfully, "Stop pretending to be all brotherly and affectionate. It doesn't matter who comes. Mo Xiu, you've come at the right time. Today, I'll show you what real talent is. A piece of trash like you will be disgraced from today onwards."

Mo Xiu walked step by step toward Wang Xuanhu.

He spoke as he walked, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, but every word he uttered was firm and resounding.

"Some people are just like that; they don't feel pain unless they're killed, don't you think? Wang Xuanhu!"

Wang Xuanhu's belief in his inevitable victory wavered at this moment.

Mo Xiu didn't roar loudly, and you couldn't even tell his emotions, but he still gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"Enough talk, let's get started."

Mo Xiu said, "Come on!!!"

God's spying has begun.

Skill: Explosive Assassination 2

Skill effect: Spikes grow all over the body (can be launched, the launch force is based on the strength), increasing defense by 150%, strength and speed by 100%.

Duration: 3 minutes

Cooldown time: 15 minutes

Mo Xiu had to admit that Zheng Yi's loss to Wang Xuanhu was justified, as Wang Xuanhu's skills were relatively strong.

Wang Xuanhu unleashed his skill to attack Mo Xiu.

Mo Xiu made an unexpected move: instead of engaging in combat or using any skills, he took off his shirt.

He showed off his muscular physique, which drew screams from many girls around him.

Wang Xuanhu said angrily, "You're still putting on airs!"

With a flash of golden light, Mo Xiu unleashed the Descent of the God of War.

"Today I'll show you the difference between us."

Wang Xuanhu threw a punch at Mo Xiu, his fist covered in spikes, and Mo Xiu surprisingly did not dodge.

A punch landed squarely on Wang Xuanhu's fist.

Wang Xuanhu was knocked back two steps, while Mo Xiu only suffered a minor cut on his fist.

"How can your skills be so strong? Weren't you crippled?"

After the first move, Wang Xuanhu knew he couldn't beat Mo Xiu.

Wang Xuanhu still vividly remembers Mo Xiu's masterful Baguazhang technique from the last competition.

Given his lack of skill advantage, Wang Xuanhu knew his chances of winning were slim.

Mo Xiu didn't speak, and walked straight towards Wang Xuanhu.

"Even if your skills are powerful, my defense is beyond your reach. At worst, we'll both lose... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Xiu punched Wang Xuanhu in the face again. Wang Xuanhu screamed and staggered, almost falling to the ground.

"You fucking..."

"Bang!"

"I......"

"Bang!"

"Mo Xiu!!! I..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Mo Xiu didn't use any moves; he just kept punching Wang Xuanhu.

Every punch landed squarely, every punch was delivered without reservation.

Wang Xuanhu tried to fight back, but it was all in vain under Mo Xiu's increasingly rapid punches.

Mo Xiu's punches grew faster with each blow, the pure force of the impact like an outpouring of emotion.

Wang Xuanhu completed the feat of being beaten in three different positions: standing, sitting, and lying down.

Only then did the crowd understand why Mo Xiu had taken off his clothes.

Because Mo Xiu was afraid of getting his clothes dirty...