Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 109 - 110 Guo Hengyu’s Request

Chapter 109: Chapter 110 Guo Hengyu’s Request

"Ah!"

In the next second, Xu Guanjie’s piercing scream came out of the speakers, ear-shattering, reverberating in everyone’s ears.

On the vast playground, students, teachers, professors, all fell silent, feeling goosebumps as they listened to the scream from the speakers.

After a moment, Xu Guanjie fainted.

Passed out from the pain.

As he collapsed, all of Binhai University fell deathly silent.

Whether the outer field or the inner field, at this moment, no one spoke a word, all eyes glued to the big screen, filled with disbelief and shock.

One by one, they looked at the screen, at Lin Hao standing on the martial arts platform, their hearts full of complex emotions.

Is this really a eighteen-year-old boy?

Just two days into Binhai University, and he has defeated the entire Martial Arts Society.

Was the Martial Arts Society overrated, or is this freshman too formidable?

...

On the martial arts platform.

Lin Hao’s eyes were calm, without any ripple.

Not until Xu Guanjie passed out did he finally turn his head to look at Tang Guodong: "President Tang, is there anything you need?"

President Tang’s body was stiff; as he looked at the fainting Xu Guanjie, then back at Lin Hao, his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something.

But, in the end, he let out a sigh: "It’s nothing."

Binhai University’s management has always been unique. Although he was the president, he had no right to interfere with Lin Hao’s actions, as per the rules.

It was normal for injuries to occur in such contests.

"That’s good," Lin Hao said, with a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Then, he turned his head, sweeping his gaze across Wang Zhonghao, Wan Baolu, and the twelve members of the Martial Arts Society lying on the ground.

When swept by Lin Hao’s gaze, they felt like they faced a venomous snake, not daring to meet his eyes.

Especially Wan Baolu, her pretty face pale, fearing that Lin Hao would turn on her. When his gaze swept over, her body couldn’t help but tremble.

"Let’s end this match here," Tang Guodong suddenly said from above, "Call the medical staff to come and carry these people away."

"Yes."

The middle-aged host immediately took out his phone, made a call, and it wasn’t long before more than twenty doctors from the school’s medical office came and carried away everyone lying on the ground.

Wang Zhonghao and Wan Baolu, cautiously left the martial arts platform and immediately left the inner field.

They feared Lin Hao calling them back, only breathing a sigh of relief after walking out the gate of the inner field.

Lin Hao stood on the martial arts platform, saying nothing, quietly watching all this.

"Xiao Zhou, you can announce the result now," Tang Guodong said to the middle-aged host after the injured had been carried away.

"Is it over..."

In the outer field, on the silent playground, students and teachers stared at the big screen.

At this moment, the outcome was clear.

Lin Hao won.

Fifteen members of the Martial Arts Society defeated completely.

"The Martial Arts Society has actually lost."

"Yeah... The god-like club actually lost to a high school student."

"The cool young master, so strong."

As the first faint voice arose, moments later, whispered murmurs spread through the crowd.

Then, like a tide rising, many people began to hysterically shout.

"Impossible, how can this be!"

"My god, my god’s legs were crushed!"

"From today on, the cool young master is my new god!"

"Lin Hao, Lin Hao!"

"Cold Gentleman, I love you!"

"..."

At first, there were some quiet doubts, but gradually, many students began to change their attitudes, starting to cheer madly for Lin Hao.

Especially the new students of this year.

Lin Hao had simply become their idol. For the boys, he represented the direction of their efforts, and for the girls, Lin Hao was just like a super male god.

Now, upon a closer look, people realized that Lin Hao’s handsomeness was in no way inferior to Xu Guanjie’s.

The only difference was that Xu Guanjie’s handsomeness was flamboyant and easily noticed, while Lin Hao’s was a hidden kind, like a cup of tea or a pot of aged wine, which needed to be savored slowly to appreciate its true flavor.

The results of the competition seemed to be imminent.

On the field, some students were boiling with excitement, while others were anxious.

However.

Just as the voices started to die down, Guo Hengyu’s voice suddenly filled everyone’s ears.

"Principal, wait a moment."

He stared at Lin Hao and said, "The Martial Arts Society has not lost yet."

His words immediately quieted the students outside the arena; the sudden silence made those who had been cheering lower their voices.

Was Guo Hengyu going to take action personally?

Many people were excited; Guo Hengyu was an old-timer at the school, and some had never seen him make a move since they entered.

And then there were others who had seen Guo Hengyu in action, back when he was competing against Xu Guanjie for the position of society president.

He had used just one finger, and Xu Guanjie admitted defeat.

That match was three years ago, but no one had forgotten it.

Involuntarily, many students felt a twinge of anticipation.

"Just wait, with Guo Hengyu taking action, that kid will surely suffer a crushing defeat."

"That’s right, he is the strongest in Binhai, what is a new student anyway?"

Some senior students who were already displeased saw Guo Hengyu’s stance and immediately felt bolstered, ridiculing Lin Hao and by extension, the new students.

"Pfft, haven’t you heard ’the new waves push the old waves’? Just now you thought the Martial Arts Society could win, that Lin Hao would be instantly defeated; what now? Aren’t your faces being slapped?"

"A bunch of old students, so full of themselves."

The new students sneered in disdain, banding together to retort against those older students who had been mocking them, showing no mercy.

A senior student scoffed, "Just wait and see, wait for this so-called Cold Gentleman to be defeated, and see if you dare to remain so arrogant."

"Let’s wait then."

The students faced off against each other, and it seemed that this was no longer just a struggle for Lin Hao, but a confrontation between the older and the newer students.

Everyone was eagerly anticipating the two of them fighting, the outcome of this competition.

The students’ guesses were correct; Guo Hengyu was indeed preparing to challenge Lin Hao personally.

He was the president of the Martial Arts Society; the society could not afford to lose face, and he, too, needed an opponent like Lin Hao to hone his strength.

Both publicly and privately, Guo Hengyu had to spar with Lin Hao.

His expression was solemn, his demeanor serious, as he continued, "I haven’t participated yet; the Martial Arts Society cannot be considered defeated."

"Principal, I’d like to represent the Martial Arts Society in a match against Lin Hao. I hope you will approve."

Tang Guodong was taken aback.

Clearly, he had not expected Guo Hengyu to take action.

But in a one-on-one situation, was he really a match for Guo Hengyu?

Thinking of what happened last night, Tang Guodong lost his confidence, but he couldn’t possibly voice it.

"Please approve, principal," Guo Hengyu said again while he was lost in thought.

"Ask Lin Hao; if he agrees, I have no objection," Tang Guodong spoke.

Beside him, several other middle-aged men and elders were revealing expressions of interest.

These people were Tang Guodong’s friends and also cultivators, totaling six individuals at Binhai University with status second only to Tang Guodong.

"Lin Hao, how about a match between you and me?" Guo Hengyu looked towards Lin Hao.

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