My starting summon is a small skeleton

The university competition round of 32.

In a situation that no one had anticipated, another change occurred.

Guzhentian, who had experienced a sudden breakthrough in power and easily defeated 23 competitors, was expected to clinch the match, but instead, he knelt down.

It was the kind of kneeling that came without warning.

Caught off guard by everyone, he was effortlessly stepped on by an outsider.

The scene was perplexing and infuriating!

What angered them was that this outsider was just too arrogant.

To kill one needs only a nod, even if you are more skilled, is there a need to bully someone like this?

Stepping directly on the forehead.

And listening to his words, was he stepping on Guzhentian?

This was practically stepping on the heads of everyone in the first district.

The audience was furious, and the Summoned Beasts of Guzhentian on stage were equally incensed.

The three Summoned Beasts unleashed their aura with full force, a fearsome power surged forth, heading straight for that guy, wanting to tear him apart.

However, at that moment, the outsider from district eight, Zhao Futu, didn't even spare them a glance.

Instead, he looked down at Guzhentian under his feet and said, "Referee, sir, would you say that I've passed the challenge?"

Almost simultaneously with Zhao Futu's words, Guzhentian's three Summoned Beasts collapsed without warning.

Undoubtedly, Guzhentian was defeated again, inexplicably so.

He still had no idea how he had lost.

At this point, he was completely drained of strength, and what made him even angrier was Zhao Futu standing on his head.

This made Guzhentian wish he could kill Zhao Futu, but he was powerless.

What's more, he had to bow his head and grit his teeth to reply word for word, "Passed!"

When Guzhentian was forced to admit defeat, Zhao Futu glanced around the arena, the corners of his mouth lifting, "What's that? Speak up, I didn't hear you!"

At that moment, everyone in the arena was set ablaze by Zhao Futu.

His attitude infuriated the spectators on stage so much that they wished they could tear him apart.

Unfortunately, they could do nothing but watch as Guzhentian, in anger and helplessness, repeated what he had just said.

Zhao Futu's mouth curved, he took a step back, and looking down at Guzhentian, he shook his head, "That's it? I thought you'd struggle a bit more. Sigh, you really don't know how to persist, when just a little more perseverance and the poison in you would have been resolved!"

Almost as soon as Zhao Futu finished speaking, Guzhentian and his Summoned Beasts all regained their vitality.

Strength rushed back to them, and Guzhentian's pig, horse, and monkey pounced instantly, intent on tearing apart the one who had bullied their master.

In the face of the pig, horse, and monkey, Zhao Futu didn't move an inch, watching Guzhentian with a mocking expression, completely unresisting.

"Referee, sir, you're not one of those who, after showing off and losing the match, take revenge on the competitors, are you?"

A single sentence caused Guzhentian's face to change, and he immediately called off his Summoned Beasts.

"That's more like it. You have to accept defeat gracefully. You should stand up straight when you get hit. Who asked you to act tough without the skill?

I'm going down first. There are still two more. Have fun."

Zhao Futu clapped his hands and walked away nonchalantly towards the edge of the arena. As he was about to step down, he suddenly stopped, turned his head toward Guzhentian, and said, "Oh, by the way, you better be psychologically prepared, don't start crying later!"

With those words, he stepped down from the arena.

Leaving the stage to Guzhentian and the other two outsiders.

"Please!"

At almost the same moment, Saint Engels stood out.

Unlike the clearly Chinese Zhao Futu, this contender's use of the first district's language was not fluent, so his speech was straightforward and simple—a single word upon entering the fray.

At the same time, he summoned his own Summoned Beast.

The Human-shaped Summoned Beast with four wings.

When Lu Wu saw it, his jaw dropped in astonishment, "Dudu, come look, it's an angel!"

His exclamation coincided with Lu Wu seeing the angel's attributes.

...

Name: Four-winged Angel

Power: 2 stars (Lord)

Quality: King-level (Enhanced)

Attribute: Light

State: Disdain (There's a strong presence of evil here.)

Weakness: Dark (Moderate)

Skill Talents: Brief

...

Upon seeing the attributes of the angel, Lu Wu vaguely felt sorry for Little Gu, who might just kneel again.

Yes, Lu Wu's feeling was not wrong; something seemed off with Guzhentian's state now.

Originally, because of his breakthrough in power, he had completely bought into the evil of Gutian, regaining his original mindset.

Calm, indifferent, he even thought he was at least more outstanding in summoning than Lu Wu, with a bit of disdain for the whole world.

But he hadn't been boasting for long before he was defeated by Zhao Futu with a bewildering technique.

This was a blow to Guzhentian.

However, clear-eyed people could see that Zhao Futu had defeated him solely because Zhao Futu resorted to underhanded tactics.

Thus, in addition to feeling struck, Guzhentian felt more anger than a sense of inferiority to Zhao Futu.

Now, as Saint Engels from area 3 summoned an angel, Guzhentian suddenly tensed up.

An issue with his emotions arose, and he began to worry that he would lose to Engels.

So, when the opponent's angel appeared, Guzhentian surprisingly launched an aggressive attack.

On Guzhentian's side, three Summoned Beasts crazily attacked.

He joined the battle himself.

Intending to take down the opponent with the fastest and most powerful method, he wanted to prove to the audience, to his father, and to Lu Wu that he, Guzhentian, was the strongest.

There are two things that are the biggest taboos in battle.

One is having one's full capabilities exposed.

The second is launching a hasty assault without a clear understanding of the opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

Guzhentian, with his unstable mindset, ended up committing both errors.

Under such conditions, the outcome of his battle was almost foreseeable.

Guzhentian furiously attacked for three minutes and didn't make a dent in breaking through the opponent's defenses.

The other party gave Guzhentian a feeling of helplessness, like facing an immovable mountain.

This sense of powerlessness further aggravated Guzhentian's fragile heart.

Gutian realized by now that his son had a mental problem, but there was nothing he could do at the moment.

He had tried, but he couldn't bring him back.

In the end, he could only watch as Guzhentian was crushed bit by bit by the opponent.

In less than ten minutes, Guzhentian faced his second defeat of the day.

And this time, he was defeated fair and square, face to face.

This defeat hit Guzhentian harder than the last one.

At this moment, Guzhentian began to question his life and was close to reverting to the state he was in yesterday after being defeated by Lu Wu.

And it was far from over.

There was one last competitor on stage, Maeshima Kaori from area 11.

"Come!"

Guzhentian, looking at the remaining Maeshima Kaori with bloodshot eyes, had a somewhat hysterical air about him, clearly on the verge of collapse.

His opponent had clearly noticed something, too.

"Are you sure you want to fight me now?

I can give you time to adjust your state!"

Maeshima Kaori was kind-hearted, but the current Guzhentian in this state would not accept it.

"No need; even now, I can defeat you!"

As Guzhentian uttered these words,

almost everyone clearly knew that Guzhentian was probably going to lose again.

Sure enough, after receiving this reply, Maeshima Kaori said nothing more, calmly made a sealing gesture and bowed, "Please enlighten me!"

The next instant.

Maeshima Kaori vanished from her spot, and when she reappeared at another corner of the arena,

Guzhentian, who had already been pushed to his limits against Saint Engels of area 3, and his three Summoned Beasts all fell down, achieving today's three consecutive defeats.

However, at this point, Guzhentian was relieved.

He fainted straight away.

So, the matter of the three consecutive defeats was temporarily irrelevant to him.

But the others present couldn't just faint!

With Guzhentian's fainting and the three defeats confirmed,

the atmosphere in the Wind Tide Training Ground was oppressively tense.

No one expected that what was supposed to be a joyous competition today would result in such an outcome.

Guzhentian, who was supposed to have had a breakthrough and returned to peak condition, ended up with three consecutive defeats, and all of them were against competitors from other areas.

Plus, with Zhao Futu's behavior, the onlooking audience felt that Guzhentian had utterly disgraced area 1.

The applause that had been for Guzhentian now turned into cold stares.

In the midst of these endless cold stares, Gutian silently ascended the stage, picked up his son, collected the pig and the horse, left the monkey to nod at Lu Wu, and then strode away.

Gutian's action drew the audience's attention to Lu Wu.

That's right, though Guzhentian had lost, there was still Lu Wu.

Lu Wu could surely defeat those three from the other areas and defend the honor of area 1.

As the audience's eyes turned to Lu Wu, Zhao Futu, who had just stepped on Guzhentian's head, approached Lu Wu.

"The two best of the younger generation in area 1, Guzhentian's quality I have already tested, and it's nothing remarkable!

As for you, up next I'll have my test. I'm looking forward to being surprised by your performance; don't disappoint me too much.

Even if you can't defeat me, at least hold on longer, show some spine, and don't kneel before me like the last one. That would put me in a difficult position!"