Champion Match

"Use a ' Captain's Match ' to decide the winner?"

"Good heavens, should we say Tiannan Academy is brimming with confidence, or that they don't take Yujing seriously?"

"Regardless, the team is complete, the players are in good condition, and they still dare to play the ' Captain's Match ' despite having a significant advantage. Tiannan Academy is quite confident in itself."

In the stadium, in the stands, the spectators began to discuss the matter.

At this moment, Li Jun stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Since everyone from Tiannan is willing to let us take advantage, then we will respectfully comply."

Li Jun didn't refuse such a good opportunity for the sake of saving face. He has always been a pragmatic person. Now, Yujing Academy's performance has plummeted, and even he is in much worse shape than yesterday.

Currently, the only one in good fighting condition and at his peak is Fu Yan, a first-year student who was just coasting yesterday.

At the Tiannan Academy, the team leader nodded, and the matter was thus decided.

Afterwards, the students from the Tiannan Academy walked back, leaving only first-year student Qin Feng on the stage.

Li Jun was taken aback. "You're planning to send Qin Feng into battle?"

No wonder Li Jun was surprised; the other audience members were even more puzzled.

"Although Tai Feng is a rising star at the Tiannan Academy, has Tiannan Academy gone mad to let a first-year student take on such a major role?"

"Could it be that Tiannan Academy only has Fu Yan in good condition on Yujing's side, so they sent Qin Feng to fight against Fu Yan?"

"If that's the case, Tiannan Academy is quite courteous, not taking advantage of their opponents even in a ' Captain's Match '."

"I think there's a deeper meaning: the people of Tiannan believe that even if it weren't Fu Yan who went to fight, Qin Feng could handle it!"

The Tiannan Academy team members, who had already stepped off the stage, turned around and smiled, saying, "Yes, we're handing over this match to decide the champion to Junior Brother Qin Feng."

Immediately, someone from the Yujing Academy stepped forward. "Senior Li Jun, let me go!"

Li Jun turned around and saw Fu Yan. Today, his eyes were filled with Battle Intent, completely different from yesterday.

Li Jun looked at the others, and Yang Ziqi and the others nodded slightly. Only then did Li Jun say, "Alright, Fu Yan, it's up to you."

Without saying much more, he led the other team leaders down.

As Yang Ziqi passed by Fu Yan, she said in a deep voice, "If you keep slacking off, we'll skin you alive when we get back!"

Fu Yan laughed heartily and said in a voice he could hear, "How could that be? I've been waiting for this day for a very long time."

Now that both sides had made their decision, the referee decisively announced, "The Academy Showdown, the Championship Match, Tiannan Academy vs. Yujing Academy!"

"The match begins!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Fu Yan unleashed his Primal Energy, manifesting illusory flames, and charged towards his opponent first.

His proactive spirit was completely different from what it was yesterday.

Fu Yan used a long sword, while Qin Feng used a long spear.

When his opponent attacked, he did not hesitate, unleashing his own Primal Energy, and tiny arcs of electricity crackled in the surrounding space.

The electric arcs vaguely coalesced around Qin Feng into a humanoid phantom, but perhaps due to his shallow cultivation, the phantom only resembled a monkey with bat wings on its back and an axe in its hands.

However, specific facial features and details are not visible.

At this moment, Fu Yan had already rushed up to Qin Feng's figure. With a clang, his long sword flew through the air, slashing towards Qin Feng with astonishing momentum.

Qin Feng did not back down. He flicked his wrist and thrust his spear straight forward with deadly force.

When!

Fu Yan's blade struck Qin Feng's spearhead; illusory flames collided with agile arcs of electricity, creating a sky full of flashing sparks.

With a swift motion, Fu Yan dragged his longsword along the shaft of his opponent's spear, then slashed towards Qin Fu's chin.

Qin Feng drew his gun to dodge.

Fu Yan immediately roared, his long sword springing up, and he slashed down again with unstoppable momentum.

Qin Feng tilted his head slightly, letting the longsword pass in front of him, while simultaneously thrusting his spear upwards, transforming it into a bolt of Lightning Strike, aiming for Fu Yan's throat.

Fu Yan smiled, bent his left arm and raised it, deflecting his opponent's spear, letting the spearhead glide past his face, drawing a few drops of blood.

Qin Feng reached out and slapped the longsword, knocking it away. He then sheathed his spear, retreated, created distance, and regrouped.

Fu Yan didn't pursue him. He wiped his face with his hand, looked at the few streaks of blood on his two fingers, and burst into laughter.

The two had just exchanged blows with lightning speed, their spears and knives flashing back and forth, neither showing any mercy.

Although it was a ring competition, it had the fierce atmosphere of a battle on the battlefield, making the audience hold their breath.

Only then did people breathe a sigh of relief, followed by applause.

"Fantastic! Absolutely fantastic!"

"This is what a championship match should be like!"

"Qin Feng and Fu Yan, you both need to keep up the good work!"

In the special stands, a hint of regret flickered in Luo Yan's eyes.

Bai glanced at him and whispered, "There will be opportunities in the future."

She knew Luo Yan was regretting not being able to spar with Fu Yan yesterday; it was clear that this first-year student was highly skilled.

Yesterday, he was the first to go on stage again, but Luo Yan only made one move before his opponent withdrew from the competition.

Otherwise, Luo Yan could have had a good fight with Fu Yan in the first match yesterday.

At this time.

On the arena, Fu Yan casually rested his knife on his shoulder. "Hey, you surnamed Qin."

"That concludes the warm-up. How does that sound?"

Qin Feng replied with a smile, "That's how it should be."

Fu Yan's lips curled into a smile, his long sword pointed upwards, and he roared, "Scorching Purgatory, open!"

Boom!

Streams of crimson, illusory fire rose from all directions, instantly covering the entire arena. Even the spectators in the stands could feel the astonishing heat emanating from the arena.

The ground on the arena had transformed into scorched earth, resembling a corner of Scorching Purgatory appearing on earth.

Amidst the drifting sparks, Fu Yan's hair ignited with illusory flames, and his longsword and his body were enveloped in wisps of crimson Blazing Flame.

At this moment, he exuded an overwhelming and domineering aura, like a demon emerging from a scorching hell.

At this moment, Luo Yan heard a voice say.

"Secret Technique, Scorching Purgatory."

"Together with ' Level of Immeasurable Suffering ' and ' Blood Executioner ', they are known as the ' Three Sha Method '."

Luo Yan turned around and glanced at Que Tianji, who smiled and nodded slightly.

"Continuing on, these three secret techniques all exude a murderous aura and boundless ferocity. When fully cultivated, they are known as 'the manifestation of purgatory, slaughtering all living beings.'"

"Unlike Classmate Luo's ' Blood Executioner, 'Fu Yan's ' Scorching Purgatory ' has its own high-temperature properties, which complement his Divine Treasure of Techniques perfectly."

"Now that ' Scorching Purgatory ' is open, Qin Feng's ' Brilliant Thunder Spirit Capital Palace ' should be coming soon, right?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a thunderous roar erupted from the arena.

Then, lightning crackled and danced. Right above Qin Feng's head, a phantom-like thick cloud quietly appeared, and a large amount of lightning roared down from the cloud. In an instant, the arena was ablaze with iron trees and silver flowers, flashing with lightning and howling winds.

Qin Feng, who was in the midst of it, felt as if the God of Thunder had descended to earth!