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One match after another.

Not a single human Transcendent achieved victory.

This left the mood of the several hundred thousand spectators quite dampened.

But the ninth match finally started.

Since both competitors were human, "on the surface," it guaranteed a human victory, right?

Thus, the audience spontaneously embraced the spirit of Q, cheering enthusiastically.

"Go for it!"

"Thump thump thump—"

"Go for it!"

"Thump thump thump…"

Having been suppressed for too long, the people just wanted a fellow countryman to advance.
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As for which compatriot it was, they didn't care.

"Are you injured?" In midair, the beautiful examiner noticed something odd about the "crotch-holding Transcendent" and asked.

"No," the crotch-holding Transcendent replied, his face pale. "It's just a minor injury, not... not worth mentioning."

"Don't force yourself."

"I know."

"Okay." Nodding, the examiner did not say anything more. She raised her hand, her gaze swept over the arena, and shouted, "Graduation assessment arena match, first round, ninth match. The competition begins!"

"Ohoooo—"

With a tsunami of shouts, Chen Yu decisively unleashed his power and lunged forward with a burst of speed.

The crotch-holding Transcendent, enduring the sharp pain, staggered backward and pulled out a grenade from his pocket, pulling the pin, his eyes firm as he looked at Chen Yu, "Bring it on! I will not..."

"Thump!"

Before he could finish.

Chen Yu's leg shot out in a swift kick, landing fiercely on the crotch-holding Transcendent's still bleeding... crotch.

"Ugh!"

With widened eyes, the crotch-holding Transcendent stared blankly at Chen Yu, his face in disbelief.

"Did it hurt like hell?" Chen Yu asked.

Crotch-holding Transcendent: "…"

"Plop."

The grenade fell from his hand. His entire body began to slowly, stiffly, weakly kneel to the ground, hands tightly clutching his crotch again.

Continuously twitching.

"Hiss—"

The hundreds of thousands in the audience all inhaled sharply.

Making their small contribution to global warming.

Even the examiner floating in the air, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but grimace in "sympathetic" pain.

"Boom—"

Then, the grenade exploded.

The crotch-holding Transcendent was blown away on the spot, landing with a "splat" on the ground far away, motionless.

"Second Tier Life Reversal Skill?!"

In the rear of the VIP seats, a watching chubby neighbor, his face filled with shock, suddenly stood up: "When did he reach the second tier?"

Defying Fate Skill.

It was a "Body Refinement Secret Skill" that physical Transcendents practice.

Due to its minimal side effects, respectable power, and the additional enhancement to reflexive nerves, it was adored by mid and lower tier powered individuals.

It also became the standard textbook material at the Supernatural Alliance Academy.

But this high-quality "Body Refinement Secret Skill" had one flaw.

That was its extremely slow progress.

The chubby neighbor thought his own talent was decent, but since joining the academy had only just completed the First Layer of Contralife Skill.

And Chen Yu, who had enrolled even later, how could he have advanced to the second tier?!

"Such quick progress!"

In the back rows, among the many D-tier and E-tier Transcendent seats, people whispered among themselves.

"He's got something."

"On the forums, wasn't his strength marked as at the first layer of Defying Fate Skill?"

"Damn, lost again."

"Maybe it was the soul bead he swallowed earlier; it might've not only increased his power level but his Body Refinement Secret Skill level as well."

"That's…"

"What kind of dumb luck is that?"

"Quick look! The odds on Chen Yu in the forum have changed! Who bet on him just now?"

"I bet on his opponent."

"Me too."

"Damn it, who would bet on Chen Yu…"

On the other side of the arena stands, when the crotch-holding Transcendent hit the ground, Chen suddenly stood up, her hands raised high, her excited little face flushed, "Yes!"

"My son!" Chen's father also shook, his lips trembling as he waved his hands and shouted, "I am his son! That's my dad! He is my son! Ah!"

"Boom—"

After a brief silence, the whole arena erupted in cheers.

Applause, drums, screams, unceasing sounds.

Hands, flags, banners, waving non-stop.

"Thank you." Chen Yu, left hand back, right hand forward, bowed in a "circle" to the stands, "Thank you, everyone."

"Vile… despicable scoundrel!" The crotch-holding Transcendent, awakened by the deafening noise, took a moment to react, struggled to stand up, and glared fiercely at Chen Yu, "Do you think, you… you've won now?"

"Bang!"

While bowing, Chen Yu, fast as lightning, again delivered an unexpected kick to the opponent's crotch.

"Plop."

The crotch-holding Transcendent hit the ground once more.

"Have I won now?" Chen Yu asked.

Crotch-holding Transcendent: "Now you've won."

In the air, the examiner, unable to bear the sight of the blood below the man any longer, immediately raised her hand and declared, "Arena match second round, second match, winner, Chen Yu!"

"HOHOHOHOHO—"

Except for a few spectators who found it dull, most people shouted and screamed in excitement.

Although they all knew in their hearts, there was nothing too exciting.

But what else could they do?

At least in the standings, human Transcendents now occupied two of the top ten spots in the arena match…

The multitude's self-congratulation was swift and soon faded.

In just a minute, the venue quieted down.

As if nothing had ever happened.

"Buddy."

Atop the arena, having finished his bow, Chen Yu stepped forward, helping up the trembling crotch-holding Transcendent, "You okay? Need a doctor?"

Crotch-holding Transcendent: "…"

"Now that you're eliminated, can you sell me the munitions in your bag?" Chen Yu asked again.