"It's over!"
Zhu Ziyang murmured. Then he leaped into the air, gripping the shaft of the World-Pacifying Death Scythe with both hands. The scythe blade pointed down, the ring blade faced skyward, and the spear tip aimed directly at Beibei and Xu Sanshi.
Vast, majestic Power of Light gathered upon the scythe blade, making it shine as brilliantly as the blazing sun. Its imposing might resembled heavenly punishment, causing Beibei and Xu Sanshi's expressions to change drastically as they faced it. Zhu Ziyang suddenly twisted his waist, first bending forward, then backward. As he moved, the World-Pacifying Death Scythe followed, its blade carving an immense golden crescent-shaped arc through the air.
Half-Moon of Death Style: Golden Crescent!
The enormous slash known as Golden Crescent advanced with Zhu Ziyang's completed motion, moving incredibly slowly yet leaving no possibility of escape. In Beibei and Xu Sanshi's eyes, it grew larger and larger, bit by bit. The terrifying pressure left them unable even to summon the will to resist.
Just as the two were about to be swallowed by the golden slash, the examiner outside the arena finally acted. A pair of eagle wings appeared behind his back, and seven soul rings floated behind him. Moving with astonishing speed, he rushed onto the stage, grabbed Beibei and Xu Sanshi one in each hand, and hauled them off the field.
The very next second after Beibei and Xu Sanshi were taken away, the golden slash completely engulfed half the arena. When the massive blade light finally dissipated, all the watching teachers were stunned to discover a long, narrow gash nearly a hundred meters long and close to three meters wide across the formerly level field!
"This... a Self-Created Soul Skill!" The teachers were all shocked, and Du Weilun was no exception. His gaze toward