UNBEATABLE
Not necessarily

“Now, the winners of the class competition please step up and draw a stick!”Vice Principal Xiong Chu announced on stage.

Huang Xiaolong, Lu Kai, and the other twelve walked over to draw a stick.

Huang Xiaolong picked up a stick labeled number four.

Number four, Huang Xiaolong's opponent was the winner of the Fourth Grade, a student named Yang Mingwei. Yang Mingwei was seventeen years old and entered the Academy eight years earlier than Huang Xiaolong. During those eight years, he had already reached the Sixth Order.

Sixth Final Order!

Li Lu's face turned slightly white when he saw that Xiaolong was actually drawing a stick with the number four.

"Xiaolong, why don't you ..." Feeling worried, Li Lu did not know what to say.

"It's okay.”Huang Xiaolong smiled at Li Lu; he knew what Li Lu wanted to say, but could not articulate.

Walking onto the stage, Huang Xiaolong and Yang Mingwei faced each other.

Yang Mingwei had extremely fair skin and facial features that were considered handsome; staring at Huang Xiaolong, he laughed and said, “Huang Xiaolong's? I don't expect my first opponent to be you. I heard yesterday you defeated Jiang Teng who broke through the Fifth Order, and nearly injured him to the point of being paralyzed! However, right now you are still not my opponent, it is better if you give up voluntarily."

"What is it?”Huang Xiaolong was not affected by those words; he could tell this Yang Mingwei had no intention to mock him, he said those words out of 'kindness' to persuade him to give up.

“Move.”Huang Xiaolong looked at the opponent and finally spoke.

Yang Mingwei was stunned for a moment because of Huang Xiaolong's words and shook his head, "Since your heart is unwilling to give up, then you better be careful!”A bright and dazzling light shot out from his entire body after he finished speaking. Quickly, Yang Mingwei was already standing in front of Huang Xiaolong and his fist directly punched Huang Xiaolong in the chest.

Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong raised his hand and stuck out a Luohan Fist move.

"Hong!”Listen as Yang Mingwei trembled and retreated a few steps back, before it managed to steady itself.

The crowd was sent into a daze.

“You, Sixth Order? How is this possible?!”Yang Mingwei found it hard to accept when he saw Huang Xiaolong. Shaking the right arm that had just collided with Huang Xiaolong's fist, it still shook and became numb.

After everyone recovered, they inhaled a breath of cold air and a frenzy swept through the crowd.

“Huang Xiaolong's, he has actually reached the Sixth Order! How old is he?!"

“Even Yang Mingwei pushed back!"

"What a monster, this is too scary!"

Even on the main platform, King Lu Zhe, Principal Sun Zhang, Vice Principal Xiong Chu, and the eyes of the others almost stood out.

Incredibly, especially Sun Zhang and Xiong Chu were shocked agape, looking extremely dramatic and funny.

Yesterday in the front square, it had already greatly shocked Sun Zhang and Xiong Chu when Huang Xiaolong defeated Jiang Teng before their eyes; they had thought Huang Xiaolong might be a Fifth Order warrior, or at most the peak of the Fifth Order, but now, even a Sixth Order warrior, Yang Mingwei, was pushed back by Huang Xiaolong!

What kind of thing is this?

After the feeling of shock passed, Sun Zhang and Xiong Chu's bodies trembled with excitement; in their hearts, they had to temper their impulses to rush towards Huang Xiaolong and embrace him.

While everyone outside the stage was shocked, Huang Xiaolong looked at Yang Mingwei, saying, “Use all your strength.”Huang Xiaolong could tell Yang Mingwei to withstand the first strike. Otherwise, he could not have pushed back to Yang Mingwei so easily.

Yang Mingwei looked at Huang Xiaolong; his previous humiliation disappeared completely and was replaced with a grim expression. One strike had just knocked him unconscious and Huang Xiaolong was qualified enough to be his opponent.

“OK, I take back my words.”Yang Mingwei said,“ You are qualified to be my opponent. Huang Xiaolong, I will use all my strength and abilities to combat you, and I also hope that you will do the same in this fight!"

This was Yang Mingwei's martial spirit!

A man!

More precisely, it was an ancient race!

Yang Mingwei martial spirit was a kind of ancient race martial spirit, the Unmoved Bright King Tribe. According to legends, in ancient times, the Ancient God Clan left behind many other living races and the Unmoved Bright King Race was one of them.

It was a race-type martial spirit, and in general, a race-type martial spirit was considered a high-grade martial spirit.

In fact, Yang Mingwei's martial spirit Immoveable Bright King was a tenth grade martial spirit.

But clearly the fourteenth grade student had a tenth grade martial spirit; without such a level of talent, taking first place was an impossible task.

Summoning a martial spirit, a golden ring appeared behind Yang Mingwei and quickly, a fist shot toward Huang Xiaolong.

With an incoming attack, Huang Xiaolong's body blurred and his fist punched out, meeting directly with the other fists.

The soaring battle qi caused space to change shape.

Once again, Yang Mingwei was pushed back by Huang Xiaolong.

Seeing this result, the crowd was shocked.

The person who possessed the Sunny King Unmoved martial spirit, after summoning him possessed unimaginable physical strength and defense, a level higher than that of a warrior of the same order. However, Huang Xiaolong could still push Yang Mingwei back: did this mean Huang Xiaolong's physical body was stronger than Yang Mingwei? Also, even now, Huang Xiaolong had yet to summon his martial spirit.

After his attack made Yang Mingwei retreat, Huang Xiaolong's body flashed again, appearing in front of Yang Mingwei and the palm smashing into his chest.

“Unmovable Bright King Gold Ring!”At the same time Huang Xiaolong's palm met Yang Mingwei's chest, a sharp tip flashing in Yang Mingwei's eyes as the golden ring behind him enveloped his entire body, spin around non-stop to create a defensive circle. When Huang Xiaolong smashed into the golden circle, it felt like his palm was smashing into an iron wall.

"You won't be able to break through my defensive circle!”Yang Mingwei looked at Huang Xiaolong and said,“ Only the Seventh Order and above can open my golden ring!"

The Unshakable Bright King Gold Ring!

This was Yang Mingwei's martial spirit ability after evolving from breaking through to the Fourth Order.

Casting the Unmoved Bright King's Golden Ring, only the enemies of the Seventh Order or higher could destroy its defenses.

"Can't break through your defenses?”Huang Xiaolong was indifferent as always. "Not necessarily!”Then, the palm on Yang Mingwei's chest suddenly pressed down and a seemingly gentle energy seeped into the golden ring and into Yang Mingwei's body.

Eyes wide in shock, Yang Mingwei trembled and fumbled back to the end of the stage before stopping. Blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

The crowd was in a state of shock seeing this scene.

“You, what kind of battle qi it is, to break through the defense of the Golden King of the Inmovable Bright Ring!”Yang Mingwei questioned, finding it hard to believe such a thing happened.

This was the frightening point of the Ethereal Palm; even across the wall, the Ethereal Palm attack could still reach the other side of the wall without any problems.

Huang Xiaolong did not bother to answer and, in an instant, he once again appeared in front of Yang Mingwei and a second palm was shot out. Surprised, Yang Mingwei was already too late as she thought of dodging; palms hit the target and Yang Mingwei fell off the stage.

Yang Mingwei has lost!

Eyes fell on Yang Mingwei and the crowd was unable to react for a long time. A moment later, confusion swept all four directions of the stage - Yang Mingwei was defeated! Moreover, it seemed like Huang Xiaolong won easily without exerting much effort. He did not even summon his martial spirit.