Who wants to become a god? Aren't you all forcing me?

#456 - Chapter 455 Realistic Acting

Instantly, someone in the audience recognized the young man.

"He's using Seventh Restriction right from the start? I thought the three major consortiums would send out Sixth Restriction fighters first to test Li Chenqiu's strength. I didn't expect this!"

"I wonder if Zhou Jiacheng can win."

"Unlikely. Although Li Chenqiu is ugly and has a bad character, he's quite strong. Zhou Jiacheng should be able to force out his true strength, but defeating him is probably impossible," a rational person analyzed.

This statement was unanimously agreed upon.

Amidst everyone's expectant gazes, Zhou Jiacheng spread his legs, adopted a fighting stance, and raised his hand in a grasping motion. A silver horizontal blade slowly materialized, gleaming with a cold light under the sunlight.

"Li Chenqiu, come and fight!!!"

Zhou Jiacheng shouted sharply, and a cloud of mist exploded beneath his feet. With a "bang," he disappeared from the spot. His figure flickered across the arena like a ghost, constantly changing positions, extremely strange.

"What amazing footwork! You can't see where he is at all. Incredible!"

"I take back what I said earlier. If Zhou Jiacheng can catch Li Chenqiu off guard, there's still a chance he might win!"

"Look, Li Chenqiu is just standing there like a dummy, completely dumbfounded!"

The onlookers diligently offered their opinions and contributed their jeers.

In the arena, Li Chenqiu rotated his fist, familiarizing himself with the new power after being restrained by the power-binding platform.

Before this, he had specifically sought out Han Xiaoxiao to learn some information about the power-binding platform, knowing that it was only suitable for battles below the Ninth Restriction. Anything higher would be a bit of a stretch.

"I still need to control my power well. Accidentally injuring the audience is a minor matter, but if I break the power-binding platform, the compensation will be a big problem," Li Chenqiu thought to himself.

Seeing Li Chenqiu standing blankly in place while he constantly changed his position, Zhou Jiacheng assumed that the other party was stunned by his footwork and proudly laughed:

"Li Chenqiu, why are you standing there motionless? Are you pretending to be calm, or are you so overwhelmed by my unpredictable footwork that you can only stand there like a fool? Tell me!"

Li Chenqiu ignored him and continued to familiarize himself with his own power.

"Do you want me to give you a hint? I'm here, I can also be here, and I can still be here. Come on!" Zhou Jiacheng shouted loudly.

Seeing that Li Chenqiu still had no reaction, a hint of surprise flashed between Zhou Jiacheng's eyebrows.

During his movements just now, he had deliberately revealed a few flaws, hoping that Li Chenqiu could seize the opportunity and take him down in one fell swoop, but the other party was like an idiot, not even budging.

"Could it be that I overestimated Li Chenqiu's strength?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Jiacheng's expression immediately darkened.

With such weak strength, how could he lose the match naturally?

"Jiacheng, go for it!"

At this moment, a cheering voice came from the east stands, and Zhou Jiacheng, who was moving quickly, felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that Zhou Xian was reminding him not to drag it on any longer.

"Damn it, the guy isn't even moving. How am I supposed to lose? Forget it, I'll just go up and clash head-on, find a chance to expose a flaw. I should be able to catch it at close range!"

Having made up his mind, Zhou Jiacheng changed his footwork, stopped his momentum, gripped the silver horizontal blade tightly with both hands, and charged straight towards Li Chenqiu's left side.

The momentum was so great that even the deaf could hear it.

"What is Zhou Jiacheng doing? He could have ambushed him, why is he suddenly going for a head-on collision?"

"Maybe he discovered some flaw in Li Chenqiu!"

"A sudden, fully charged rush might achieve unexpected results!"

Under the watchful eyes of over ten thousand people, Zhou Jiacheng, like a bullet fired from a gun, flashed to Li Chenqiu's left side, held the hilt with both hands, and thrust forward from his waist.

"Li Chenqiu, move! If you don't move, how am I supposed to act!" Zhou Jiacheng screamed in his heart.

Li Chenqiu seemed to have heard his inner voice. At the critical moment, he finally moved!

His body leaned back slightly, brushing past the sharp blade. He clenched his left fist and swung it forward at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, lightly striking Zhou Jiacheng's chest in his surprised gaze.

Bang!

A cloud of white smoke exploded in front of Li Chenqiu and quickly dissipated.

In the Spirit Illusion Realm, if an enemy is killed with one blow, there will be no bleeding or injury. The body will directly turn into white mist and dissipate with the wind, just like Zhou Jiacheng.

Li Chenqiu waved his hand in front of his eyes, turned his head, and said to Zhou Mo, who was standing on the edge of the plaza, "I don't need to rest. I can continue to fight."

Zhou Mo was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, the battle is over. Are there any more challengers?"

The arena was silent, and the students stared dumbfounded at Li Chenqiu standing in the center of the arena.

"Huh? That...that's it?"

"Where's the fierce battle? He was instantly killed with one punch!"

"Zhou Jiacheng's thrusting attack angle was so tricky, how did Li Chenqiu dodge it?"

"Instantly killed with one punch. Is Li Chenqiu that strong?!"

"Isn't this guy just entering the Sixth Restriction?"

Compared to the students' worries, Zhou Xian was extremely happy at this moment. His eyes were like two light bulbs, shining brightly.

"Zhou Jiacheng is such a good actor. He slightly diverted the direction of his thrust, exposing his weakest point so that Li Chenqiu could succeed with one blow. Impressive!" Zhou Xian said with a look of surprise.

When the others in the Zhou family heard this, their faces revealed expressions of sudden understanding. Because they were too far away, they could only vaguely see Li Chenqiu throwing a punch and couldn't see the details at all.

Zhou Xian was no exception. He was just trying to show off by saying that.

"Zhou Jiacheng is so secretive. He acted so naturally that he almost fooled me!"

"This guy has been practicing in secret!"

"First, he raised his own status, and then he let Li Chenqiu kill him with one move. I've learned something!"

The others in the Zhou family praised him, but the challengers who had been arranged to perform all looked troubled.

Comparisons are odious. Zhou Jiacheng acted so well that it would be difficult for them to follow up!

"Li Chenqiu, go ahead and show off. When you reach the top, it will be my turn to reap the rewards, hehehe!" Zhou Xian laughed sinisterly in his heart.

However, what Zhou Xian didn't know was that the great hero Zhou Jiacheng was sitting in the east hall of the Spirit Illusion Hall with a dazed expression.

"Why did the screen suddenly go black?"

Zhou Jiacheng's eyes revealed clear stupidity. He raised his head, his face showing a thoughtful expression. His thoughts returned to a few dozen seconds ago, eventually tracing back to that light punch.

"One punch...killed me?"

Zhou Jiacheng's eyes widened, and he finally reacted. He immediately sat back on the sofa, looking at the Spirit Illusion Mirror floating in the air, trying to return to the power-binding platform and tell Zhou Xian the news.

But in his panic, he seemed to have forgotten that during the arena competition, free access to the power-binding platform was prohibited.