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Chapter 179 - 179 149 Fighting Zhou Chechen Seeking Monthly Votes

179: Chapter 149: Fighting Zhou Chechen (Seeking Monthly Votes) 179: Chapter 149: Fighting Zhou Chechen (Seeking Monthly Votes) In an instant, it seemed as if the air itself would freeze under Zhou Chechen’s palm strike, the fierce cold wind roaring towards Zhang Yu, swiftly stripping the heat from his flesh and blood.

Lei Jun, watching from the sidelines, thought to himself, “What a provocation.”

At this moment, Lei Jun refrained from analyzing aloud for everyone and instead pondered silently, simply because he did not want to alert Zhou Chechen.

He thought to himself, “If Zhou Chechen is allowed to act freely, his Frozen Air Field is incredibly difficult to deal with.

As long as he keeps moving, he can slowly defeat his opponent.”

“Zhang Yu’s words, however, have forced Zhou Chechen to attack him head-on.”

“The ten-move agreement has put Zhou Chechen on a pedestal.

As the vice president of the student council, there’s no way he could agree to such a high number in front of so many people; he will definitely suggest a lower number.”

“As a result, it turns Zhou Chechen’s accustomed war of attrition into an all-out assault within three moves.”

“I didn’t expect Zhang Yu’s practical experience to be so rich?”

“The only question is…

can Zhang Yu really withstand three moves from Zhou Chechen?”

Meanwhile.

The terrifying cold air struck Zhang Yu like a long dragon.

Zhou Chechen said calmly, “The first move, let you familiarize yourself with my Frost Sky Freezing Field.”

As he spoke, Zhou Chechen had already begun stepping forward, slowly walking towards Zhang Yu.

With each step he took, the mana fluctuations on his body became increasingly astounding, the skyrocketing cold air spreading in all directions, gradually forming layers of frost on the ground, ceiling, and walls.

Zhao Tianxing and other first-year students, despite standing from afar, felt themselves shivering as if being frozen, exhaling white breath while retreating repeatedly, staring in horror at Zhou Chechen’s direction.

“The second move.”

Zhou Chechen gently pinched towards Zhang Yu’s direction, and the all-encompassing cold air seemed to receive an imperial command, transforming into a giant icy hand, making its way to crush Zhang Yu.

In the soft clicking sounds, a layer of frost seemed to cover Zhang Yu from head to toe, his skin rapidly losing color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Chechen said calmly, “Zhang Yu, I know you’re resilient, good at taking hits.”

“However, after being rapidly cooled by my Frost Sky Freezing Field, your blood vessels will gradually freeze, your body will increasingly lack oxygen, and every cell will be damaged…”

Meanwhile, the mana within Zhang Yu’s body was circulating furiously, the Great Solar Mana flowing like rushing molten lava, surging through his entire body, radiating scorching heat.

The Red Marrow Primordial Qi was also being circulated, causing Zhang Yu’s muscles and tendons to emit waves of intense heat.

The Formless Cloud Gang beneath the skin, in conjunction with the Undying Seal Technique, continuously countered the pervasive frozen air, completely shielding it outside.

But Zhang Yu could feel that Zhou Chechen’s attack at this moment included not only his proclaimed Frost Sky Freezing Field but also the power of the Frost Prison Technique, secretly influencing his mind.

He felt as if at this moment, he heard countless sighs of the dying, strong resentments crashing into his sea of consciousness, shaking his Dao Heart.

Though under the operation of the Heavenly Martial Refining Heart Technique, his Heavenly Martial Intent continuously shattered and suppressed those resentments.

But Zhang Yu felt his Heavenly Martial Intent was like a soldier on a battlefield, continuously killing, killing, and killing again, gradually exhausting and being entangled by those resentments like strands of silk.

As the mental method’s operation became sluggish, Zhang Yu felt hindered in exerting his martial arts and mana.

“No, the Heavenly Martial Refining Heart Technique is not ideal for dealing with the Frost Prison Technique…”

Realizing this, Zhang Yu suddenly switched his mental method to the Can Niu Soul Heart Technique as if bestowed with sudden insight.

This was almost an instinctive reaction for someone who had cultivated both techniques to Level 10.

After switching his mental method, he felt the encroaching deathly resentment tangled with the Can Niu in his mind, yet it couldn’t cause any disturbance to his mental method.

The Can Niu seemed long accustomed to plodding along the path strewn with corpses, its mind feeling an unparalleled peace.

Simultaneously, Zhou Chechen coldly observed the frosted and motionless Zhang Yu, slowly stepping in front of him, calmly saying, “Junior, it’s over.”

“Right now, your entire body should have been frozen stiff.”

“But no worries, these minor frostbites don’t warrant a visit to the medical room.

It will just render you unable to train and study properly for a day or two.”

“Consider this a small punishment for your disrespect towards your senior.”

As he was about to push Zhang Yu down with a finger, he suddenly felt a wave of heat coming at him.

The frost covering Zhang Yu’s body faded away, and aside from some skin damage, he appeared full of spirit, showing no signs of issues.

Zhang Yu said, “Senior, there’s one more move.”

Zhou Chechen squinted slightly, earnestly looking at Zhang Yu, and said, “Then let me show you one more move.”

With that, Zhou Chechen spread his five fingers open, the pervasive cold air converged towards his palm, his entire body’s mana transformed into strands of frosty Palming Power pouring into it.

“Kneel before me!”

Zhou Chechen unleashed a full-force palm strike towards Zhang Yu, pressing down heavily on Zhang Yu’s shoulder.

The wind roared fiercely, frost quaked.

A layer of air blast spread out from the palm, whipping up an ice-snow storm within the Training Field, causing a rapid drop in temperature.

Zhou Chechen and Zhang Yu stood face to face, their eyes seemed to spark with colliding flames.

The muscles from the senior year on Zhou Chechen’s body were exerted to their full extent, the terrifying power pressing down on Zhang Yu inch by inch like a Sky Column.

Meanwhile, the piercing cold frost continuously enveloped Zhang Yu’s body, seeking to strip away his vitality, destroying the foundation of his strength.

Zhou Chechen intended to force Zhang Yu to the ground, freezing him there.

He aimed to humiliate Zhang Yu on behalf of the seniors, establishing the authority of the student council, and to see whose master was behind this inferior…

But unexpectedly, a resistance far beyond his expectations burst forth from Zhang Yu’s body, like a spring, each press responding with greater resistance.

The heat radiating from under Zhang Yu’s skin temporarily kept the frozen air from penetrating.

Fu Ji laughed, “This guy’s explosive power is indeed lacking.

If he competed with you in mana, roaming around the field, it would have been troublesome, but now that he approached you, it is easier…”

At this moment, Zhang Yu said, “Senior, three moves have passed.”

“How about you take a move from me.”

Zhou Chechen’s expression changed, seeing Zhang Yu’s outstretched hands, he immediately moved to block.

He had seen Zhang Yu’s close combat skills and naturally kept on guard, unwilling to be caught off guard.

But at the next moment, he found Zhang Yu’s hands had not exerted much force.

Then with a loud bang, a blow exploded on Zhou Chechen’s abdomen.

At that instant, while rebounding Zhou Chechen’s Palming Power, Zhang Yu gathered all his strength, seizing the moment Zhou Chechen was distracted, delivering a fierce knee strike to Zhou Chechen’s stomach.

Lei Jun slapped the table in approval, “Caught off guard, what a sneak attack!”

The terrifying strength compressed Zhou Chechen’s skin, muscles, and stomach…

Zhou Chechen felt his stomach being kneaded, deformed, and pressured, as if it would…

expelled what was inside…

Zhou Chechen suddenly opened his mouth, then clamped it shut tightly again.

“Senior, let me help you.”

As Zhang Yu gently pulled Zhou Chechen’s arm, his balance was swayed, the nausea finally became intolerable, and with a retch, he vomited.

Fu Ji laughed heartily, “I told you, these damn wealthy people can eat ten meals a day.

Better to make him puke in public than to let them suffer minor injuries!”

After a single retch, Zhou Chechen quickly held back, flinging Zhang Yu’s hand away, glaring at him, “You…”

Zhang Yu retreated continuously, “I apologize, senior, I wouldn’t have retaliated if I had known, didn’t expect to make you vomit in one move.”

Lei Jun exclaimed, “Did everyone see?

Earlier, Zhou Chechen intended to force Zhang Yu to kneel, severely humiliating his dignity and shattering his Dao Heart.”

“But not only did Zhang Yu counter it, he seized Zhou Chechen’s moment of distraction to make him puke on the spot, losing face utterly.”

“Both sides are treading the fine line between compensating for medical fees and humiliating each other mentally.”

“A slight mistake, and they would have to pay money or lose face.”

Lei Jun’s voice echoed like thunder above the Training Field, causing Zhou Chechen to frown, his mind’s mental method also lagging.

Boom!

Accompanied by the re-emergence of overwhelming cold air, the temperature of the Training Field plunged once again.

This is the prowess of the Frost Sky Freezing Field, as it continues, the environmental temperature drops continuously, its power growing stronger.

It’s fair to say Zhou Chechen, having only performed three moves, hadn’t showcased his full combat strength yet.

But at this time, a large hand gently pressed onto his body.

“Zhou, the three-move agreement has passed,” Lei Jun smiled, “Continue, and the other students will be injured.”

“You wouldn’t want to pay for so many students’ frostbite medical expenses, losing both face and money, right?”

Zhou Chechen’s gaze intensified, looking at Lei Jun, then at the other students present, whom the cold had turned pale.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Chechen understood the matter must end here today.

Because whatever he would do next could only worsen his embarrassment, potentially costing extra compensation, so he merely gave Zhang Yu one last glance, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Lanling followed Zhou Chechen, pointing at everyone present, “Put your phones away, no photos allowed!”

Then he hurried behind Zhou Chechen, angrily saying, “Might as well cancel all of Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen’s competitions and benefits…”

Zhao Tianxing was startled, quickly putting his phone away, then unable to resist taking it out again to replay the moment Zhou Chechen vomited after being hit.

He thought to himself, “To make Zhou Chechen look bad?

Zhang Yu is truly amazing!”

Zhao Tianxing could already imagine how it would spread in the group later, Zhang Yu from first year enduring three moves from student council president Zhou Chechen, then countering to make him vomit.

At this moment, he saw several group notifications, warning students not to disclose the matter between Zhang Yu and Zhou Chechen, or to post related videos or photos online…

As the second-year students left, many first-year students’ eyes sparkled as they looked at Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, for it was their first time seeing a first-year student stand up to a second-year top student head-on.

Zhang Yu, however, was unconcerned with the reactions of the students; he took out his phone and immediately contacted Le Mulan, “Do you have the contact information for your Purple Cloud student council representative?”

Le Mulan asked in confusion, “What do you want to do?”

Zhang Yu recalled what Zhou Chechen had said to him outside the Training Field.

Zhang Yu said, “Tell your Purple Cloud representative that for the right price, Bai Zhenzhen and I can choose not to participate in the upcoming competitions.”

“Contacting us directly will certainly be cheaper than going through Songyang High School.”