Seeing Mo Yu accept the challenge, Rob's smile turned sinister.
"Yu'er, why didn't you stop him? Senior Rob is a four-star fighter," one of the girls around Xiao Yu scolded her.
Judging by Rob's demeanor, the fight would likely be more than just a simple sparring match.
Standing beside Xiao Yu, Xue Ni blinked her bright eyes and stared curiously at Mo Yu, who maintained a calm expression. She was eager to see if this young man was truly worthy of Xiao Yu's trust.
Pursing her rosy lips, Xue Ni folded her arms over her chest, compressing her breasts into a deep groove. A hint of anticipation flashed in her eyes.
Xiao Yu stretched lazily, her modest chest outlining a proud curve. She pushed the black hair from her forehead and glanced at Mo Yu's back, saying casually, "It's not certain who will suffer."
Watching the upcoming fight, the more than twenty freshmen outside in the scorching sun also turned their curious eyes toward the tent. They were all geniuses from Wu Tan City or neighboring areas and were intrigued to see a freshman compete against a senior.
"Are you ready?"
Rob's smile grew more intense as he enjoyed the attention. He glanced coldly at Mo Yu and smiled with a hint of hypocrisy.
"Let's start quickly. It will be over soon," Mo Yu said calmly, surprising everyone with his nonchalant attitude.
"Really? You seem quite confident," Rob said, his anger rising at Mo Yu's dismissive attitude. Did he consider Rob a minor character?
Sneering, Rob suddenly lunged forward, his right fist clenched. He concentrated his yellow fighting spirit into his fist, which was enveloped in a thick, earthy force. He slammed it towards Mo Yu's head.
"Earth attribute fighting spirit..."
Mo Yu raised his eyelids slightly, observing the rapidly enlarging fist. He shook his head slightly and, just before the fist made contact, extended his palm forward to block it.
The impact of the fist, filled with immense force, seemed to dissipate into the void upon meeting Mo Yu's unmoving palm.
"Too weak. Use all your strength; you still have one more chance to attack," Mo Yu said softly, his voice tinged with mockery.
The surrounding crowd fell silent, astonished that a freshman could handle a senior four-star fighter's attack so effortlessly.
"Asshole! You're asking for death!" Rob, humiliated by a freshman, could no longer maintain his facade. His face turned red with anger. He propelled himself into the air with a powerful push from his right foot, spinning violently. A faint yellow fighting spirit surrounded his right hand, forming an illusory earth wall that descended fiercely towards Mo Yu's head.
"Earth Rock Coffin Palm!"
"Shameless! He's using the 'Earth Rock Coffin Palm,' a mid-level Xuan-level fighting skill. This guy is outrageous!" the girls exclaimed angrily at Rob's use of a high-level skill.
Xiao Yu frowned slightly at Rob's actions but then relaxed. Even when Liu Xi used beast fire, he was still defeated by Mo Yu.
Mo Yu raised his face with a calm expression. Facing the powerful palm technique, he slowly raised his own palm, aiming it at Rob, who was falling rapidly.
"It's over!"
His lips barely moved as ten lightning patterns ignited on his right arm. He whispered softly, and a fierce, invisible thunder-like fighting spirit erupted from his palm, colliding with Rob's descending attack.
"Bang!"
With a loud crash, the Earth Rock Coffin Palm shattered like a landslide. Mo Yu's fist continued relentlessly towards Rob's chest.
Rob's face turned pale as he was struck in the chest. He shot backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and after being propelled more than ten meters, he fell heavily onto the scorching stone ground. The impact left him feeling breathless and disoriented, and he eventually lost consciousness.
The entire exchange—from Rob's powerful attack to his sudden defeat—took barely ten seconds. The immediate and decisive outcome left everyone in and around the tent in stunned silence.
"His reputation is truly deserved… what terrifying talent," the female freshmen and older students whispered in awe.
"Yu… Yu'er, what level of strength does your fiancé possess? Based on his performance, he's probably at least six or seven stars, right?" a girl beside Xiao Yu asked, staring blankly at Mo Yu.
Defeating a senior with the strength of a four-star fighter so easily indicated that Mo Yu's strength was likely much greater. Considering his age, this was even more impressive.
Xiao Yu smiled sweetly, her eyes filled with deep admiration as she watched Mo Yu. "Almost, but his strength has improved very quickly. A year ago, he was only at the Dou Qi stage."
"What!?" The female students, including Xue Ni, stared at Mo Yu in shock. His rapid advancement and the lack of any visible weak points in his fighting spirit suggested extraordinary talent.
They wondered silently if they had encountered another exceptional talent akin to those on the inner courtyard's strong list.
While they marveled at Mo Yu's abilities, he himself noticed Rob's defeat and smirked. With such strength, it was absurd for Rob to pursue Xiao Yu so relentlessly. Presumably, this lesson would dissuade him from further harassment. If Rob continued, Mo Yu wouldn't hesitate to make him disappear from the world.
After dealing with this annoyance, Mo Yu prepared to leave, as he was not truly here for the Jia Nan College assessment.
Just as he was about to bid farewell to Xiao Yu and the others, a gentle female voice filled with warmth echoed in the tent.
"Haha, the little guy is really talented. It looks like I've found a treasure this time."
A woman in green, more mature and voluptuous than Xiao Yu and Xue Ni, emerged with a smile. Her gentle demeanor was as soothing as a clear stream.
Her appearance drew fervent gazes from some young men inside and outside the tent.
A glimmer of heat flashed in Mo Yu's eyes but was quickly suppressed. Returning his expression to calm, he looked at the mature, gentle woman and said lightly, "Sorry, I'm not interested in Jia Nan College."