World's Strongest Martial Warrior

He was the Outer Academy's number one Alpha level student, and even if he battled in secret, the military base would at the very least issue a warning.    

How could the Fierce Lions Military Academy expel the Outer Academy's number one Alpha level student only because of this garbage?    

"Do you want to paralyze me? Are you deserving? This so-called number one Alpha level student of the Outer Academy, in my opinion, is unworthy of notice!"    

Peter glanced down his nose at Ripley Waters. His icy voice echoed around the room.    

"I have no grudge against you, Ripley Waters, but you insisted on being someone's lackey and found issue with me."    

"Let's compete in the arena if that's the case."    

"I'd like to know the name of your first Alpha level student!" says Jeff Parker.    

Everyone was stunned by Peter's stern words, to the point where their jaws could be crammed with a duck egg.    

Is it possible that a donkey kicked this brat's brain?    

Ripley Waters, the Outer Academy's number one Alpha level student, was a peak Ninth Layer Physical Strength soldier with a profound grade in combat skills, his strength far beyond that of his peers.    

He'd even faced a level one body-controlling soldier without losing!    

You, a freshly promoted Alpha level student, dare to challenge Ripley Waters for the title of Alpha Level Student Number One.    

Are you sure this isn't a joke?    

"Excellent!" exclaims the narrator.    

"If you have the guts, then come at me!" Ripley Waters exclaimed angrily.    

Ripley Waters exclaimed as he walked away.    

He'd come to teach Peter a lesson today.    

He wouldn't be courteous to this guy now that he had come to his doorstep to seek his death.    

Peter didn't waste any time and followed him right away.    

"Damn, this guy is serious about taking on Ripley Waters."    

"Let's all go watch the show,"    

When the other students saw this, they all walked in lockstep behind the two of them. Naturally, this circumstance drew the attention of even more pupils. After asking around, they discovered that someone wanted to confront Ripley Waters, the number one Alpha level pupil. They couldn't help but follow in their footsteps.    

Hundreds of students had surrounded the fighting stage in the center of the Fierce Lions Military Academy's large training area ten minutes later, preventing even a drop of water from leaking out. Many spectators were speechless as they stood back and watched Peter fight Ripley Waters on the fighting stage.    

"What is the name of the fighter in the ring? Why is he so foolish as to take on Ripley Waters?"    

"Rick Kushner, the Outer Academy's number two Alpha level student, challenged Ripley Waters about a year ago. He was heavily thrashed in the end."    

"Sigh, this youngster has a lot of self-confidence."    

"Peter, I respect your courage for taking up my challenge. I'll give you a chance today because you're so bold!"    

Ripley stated. His hands formed a seal in the air, and a yellow light shield appeared around his body in an instant.    

He raised his head and snarled at Peter at the same time. Everyone's ears were ringing with his overbearing voice.    

"Come on in, Peter. I'm not going to assault you. In three moves, I'll lose this fight if you can shatter my profound grade mystic skill, the Grey Scorpion Phantom Shield! "    

"Senior Waters is truly deserving of becoming the top Alpha level student. He's far too attractive!"    

"Senior Waters' profound grade defense mystic skill is claimed to be able to survive a few attacks from Level One body-controlling soldiers. How could he possibly break it if he's just one guy? "    

"I'm not sure if that individual was given the wrong medication or not. Isn't this just looking for a beating?"    

Many students below the battle arena glanced at Peter with sympathy in their eyes.    

The brat confronting Ripley Waters would be thrashed!    

Peter scoffed as he observed Ripley Waters' profound grade defensive mystic skill.    

Does this person want to show off in front of him with this thing? Since that's the situation, instead of flaunting, he'll teach this guy what it's like to be defeated!    

Peter's mouth curved into a frigid grin.    

Even though he had grasped the Body Controlling Level One skill and was more potent than Ripley Waters, his mystic powers were still in the early blue rank. Because Ripley Waters can use this profound grade defensive mystic skill to fight a body-controlling Level One warrior, breaking Ripley Waters' defense in three moves would be difficult. As a result, Peter chose to enhance his mystic skills to a profound grade before smashing Ripley Waters' scorpion shell with his fist!    

Peter began punching the stage incessantly while he pondered this.    

[You've thrown a punch.] [You've accumulated 10x100 experience!]    

[You have perfected your novice blue-grade mystic skill, Rock Shattering Fist. [Earth Shattering Fist has upgraded to an intermediate blue grade!]    

[You've thrown a punch.] Experience multiplied by a factor of ten!]    

[You've thrown a punch.] [Received a ten-fold increase in experience!]    

...    

"What in the world is this kid up to? Even after raising his fist for a long time, I haven't seen him move. "    

The students in the area were relatively silent.    

"Haha Senior Waters, I'm afraid this guy has a mental health issue. Hurry up and smack him in the face." Another student yelled at Ripley Waters.    

"What are you doing, Jeff?"    

Ripley Waters looked at Peter, who was wildly flailing his fist. He had a gloomy expression on his face.    

"Nothing. I simply wanted to get some exercise before the competition. Why are you so worried?"    

Peter made a fist and smiled as he gazed at Ripley Waters. "It doesn't appear like someone said you couldn't warm up before the tournament, did they?"    

"How long do you think it'll take you to warm up?"    

Ripley Waters stifled his rage and stated coldly, "If you're scared, kneel and prostrate before me, admitting defeat. I'm still open to letting you go. Don't waste my time!"    

"Do you think I'd be terrified of you? I only want you to sit in the first Alpha level student's position for a little longer."    

Peter's brow furrowed.    

"This is for your benefit. You don't know what's good for you."    

"Let's have a showdown in five minutes."