After Hu Gan announced the start of the Inner Academy Selection Competition, a middle-aged referee slowly entered the plaza, and wild cheers erupted from the stands.
The cheers subsided as the middle-aged referee raised a hand. He glanced around and shouted, "Alright, the selection matches are about to begin. From now on, any contestant whose name is called must immediately take the stage. Anyone who exceeds the allotted time will be deemed to have forfeited." The referee did not waste many words. After briefly explaining the rules, he left the arena and returned to the officials' seats.
"Yellow Class One, Qin Fan."
"Yellow Class Ten, Jiang Fei."
Upon hearing their names, two figures who had long been prepared flashed down from the stands and landed steadily in the arena. They stared at each other as sparks flew from their eyes, Dou Qi of differing attributes surging fiercely from their bodies.
After exchanging bows in the arena, Qin Fan took a step forward and charged straight at Jiang Fei.
He was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived before Jiang Fei. Leaping into the air, he drove a vicious knee strike at him.
Jiang Fei swung out a hand, blocking the knee at his chest with his palm, while his other hand clenched into a fist and swung toward Qin Fan. His strength was no less formidable; if the blow landed cleanly, Qin Fan would not have an easy time of it.
Thus, after failing to land his strike, Qin Fan decisively retreated and dodged Jiang Fei's punch. However, Qin Fan's knee strike had carried considerable momentum. Jiang Fei staggered back a few steps to disperse the force, then steadied himself and fixed his bright eyes tightly on Qin Fan.
At that moment, Dou Qi gathered around