Da Shan

Da Shan

One testing patch after another was pressed onto the students' arms.

Then, with a light tap of his finger on a student's arm, a judge slowly infused a strand of Special Magical Power into it.

At the same time, numbers continuously jumped on the panel of the monitoring patch as the Magical Power flowed in, rising from 0.5 to 1.3, then 2.4... until they stopped at 5.

This meant the judge had infused a total of 5 units of Special Magical Power into the other person's arm.

Throughout the infusion process, the judge was extremely careful, terrified of making a mistake and accidentally killing the student.

Even if they were students from ordinary high schools, injuring or killing them meant compensation. Depending on the breed, the price could be high or low.

If they were contracted students with owners, the compensation would be even more expensive.

After all, there had been news of Foundation Establishment experts accidentally killing passersby with the aftermath of their battles, only to discover that the victims were more than ten heavily invested third-year high school geniuses. Once training fees, meal costs, tuition, tutoring fees, sterilization fees... and everything else were calculated, the compensation had left them utterly bankrupt.

During the few seconds of Magical Power infusion, the student's body suddenly tensed up, and his breathing grew heavier. Clearly, the Special Magical Power had already affected his body.

Even without anyone actively urging this Special Magical Power to attack, merely remaining in the body would itself cause a certain amount of damage.

Fortunately, the student had taken painkillers. Though uncomfortable, it was not yet unbearable.

Once the infused Magical Power reached 5, the panel on the testing patch began timing, recording how long the student would take to dissolve this strand of Special Magical Power. Naturally, the shorter the time, the higher the score.

Since each student received the Special Magical Power infusion at a different time, they could not be ranked by who finished first or last. The rankings had to be based on each person's recorded duration.

After stopping the infusion, the judge accepted a capsule handed over by an assistant nearby.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the capsule, then smiled at the camera before him. "For replenishing Magical Power, choose Purple Cloud. Swallow one Purple Cloud Spirit Gathering Capsule, and your Magical Power will be quickly restored. I could infuse another fifty students without a problem."

And so, as the competition began, several judges injected Special Magical Power into the students' hands one after another.

More and more contestants began closing their eyes and circulating their cultivation, focusing wholeheartedly on dissolving the Special Magical Power that had invaded their bodies. The entire venue became increasingly quiet, until gradually only the sounds of breathing and Breath Circulation remained.

Ever since the judge infused that clump of Special Magical Power into him, Zhang Yu had felt as though a ball of fire were burning in his right arm. As the Magical Power continued to enter, it grew fiercer and fiercer, hotter and hotter.

Intense stabbing pain constantly traveled from his arm to his brain, making Zhang Yu understand why so many contestants had taken painkillers.

For instance, right now, he hurt so badly that he wanted to punch the Old Geezer judge still infusing him with Special Magical Power into pieces.

Fuck, no wonder I saw someone selling insurance earlier. This event makes it far too easy to get hurt.

Quickly activating the Desolate Ox Soul-Suppressing Heart Sutra, Zhang Yu finally felt the unbearable pain gradually weaken.

Then he mobilized the Magical Power in his dantian and sent it rushing toward his right arm.

The invading power is heating-type Special Magical Power.

Then I need low-temperature Magical Power to counter it.

Recalling the Magical Power conversion route Teacher Yan had taught him, Zhang Yu circulated the Magical Power within his dantian, transforming it into a stream of low-temperature Magical Power that surged toward his right arm.

Wherever this low-temperature Magical Power passed, a cool sensation spread through his body, as though a bucket of ice water had been poured over him.

When Zhang Yu's low-temperature Magical Power collided with the invading heating Magical Power, he could feel the scorching heat in his arm begin to cool.

But his low-temperature Magical Power was rapidly consumed in the process, like using a bucket of water to put out a fire. The blaze weakened, but the water was gone as well.

Zhang Yu could only do his best to transform more Magical Power to extinguish the fire.

Fortunately, he had the full-body Magical Power circulation of the Heavenly Cycle Qi Gathering Method constantly restoring his Magical Power, the Desolate Ox Soul-Suppressing Heart Sutra steadying his mind, and powerful Magical Power control continuously transforming low-temperature Magical Power.

Not long ago.

Before the judges had reached Songyang High School.

Within White Dragon High School's competition area.

Han Xingye glanced at Song Hailong, who was dissolving the Special Magical Power inside his body, then looked toward the large screen ahead. It should be soon, right?

Inside Song Hailong's body, his Magical Power was now like the Yangtze River in full flood, endlessly surging toward the clump of scorching Magical Power in his right arm.

The Kang Ling Needle continuously restored his Magical Power, and combined with his astonishing reserves, it allowed him to circulate his inner power without restraint. He had even wrapped up the entire clump of scorching Magical Power, intending to snuff it out in one go.

During the process of dissolving the Magical Power, every kind of pain had been suppressed to almost nothing by medicine. Song Hailong could barely feel any abnormality at all and only needed to think about what he had to do.

With my Magical Power reserves and my control over Magical Power, who could possibly be faster than me in this round?

Just then, cries for help rang out across the venue.

A student let out a muffled groan and collapsed to the ground. People immediately rushed over and fed him a Magic Dissipation Pill.

"It's fine. His Magical Power was merely depleted. He has already taken a Magic Dissipation Pill."

Before long, another student screamed, vomited blood, and fell heavily to the ground.

He had mishandled the dissolution process, scattering the Special Magical Power throughout his body and causing internal injuries.

Han Xingye glanced in the direction of the fallen student.

Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning...

He knew that more and more students from ordinary high schools would likely be unable to endure what came next. Some would lack sufficient Magical Power, some would lack enough control over it, and others would have medicines of poor quality... all of them would be eliminated one by one.

He did not care in the slightest.

You think taking medicine along with us can narrow the gap? Everyone is taking medicine. The gap between ordinary high schools and the Three Great Famous Schools will only grow wider...

Just as he was thinking this, the large screen ahead suddenly flashed, and a name appeared.

White Dragon High School, Song Hailong, 1:29

Han Xingye smiled faintly at the sight. "Oh? Faster than he was at school. Looks like the atmosphere on-site has made him more fired up."

After that, names began appearing on the large screen one after another, quickly filling all ten rows.

This screen displayed only the top ten names.

The names on its rows changed back and forth. Students ranked from second to tenth constantly shifted places, but Song Hailong's name alone remained firmly at the very top, as though he had suppressed every student present through his strength alone.

But soon, more and more names became fixed, and the second through tenth rows gradually stopped changing.

Everyone stared in shock at the ten unchanged names, and students soon noticed an obvious fact. "These ten people... are all students from White Dragon High School!"

Though White Dragon High School had not been among the first contestants to receive Magical Power infusions, after Song Hailong climbed to the top first, its students also dissolved the Special Magical Power inside them one after another. Based on their differing completion times... ten of them had directly taken over the rankings.

Teacher Yan looked at the ten unmoving names on the large screen and felt as if a mountain stood before Songyang High School.

"Ah, the Three Great Famous Schools... competitions like this are ultimately their territory."

Just then, second through ninth place all shifted down one spot at once. A newcomer had surged straight into second place.

Red Pagoda High School, Xiong Bufan, 1:35

Red Pagoda High School's students had also begun finishing their dissolution of the Special Magical Power within their bodies.

Not long after Xiong Bufan took second place, two more Red Pagoda High School students also squeezed into the top ten.

Han Xingye turned toward Red Pagoda High School's section and immediately found the most conspicuous thing within the vision of his Heaven's Eye Talisman.

Protected Area | Medicine Barrel | High-Speed Magical Power

The Protected Area assessment was easy enough to understand. Han Xingye guessed this monster had come from a Demon Descendant Protection Zone.

As for High-Speed Magical Power... Han Xingye was still not sure, but he understood that Medicine Barrel very well.

"How much medicine did they stuff into this monster?"

"Fuck, are they secretly using monsters for drug experiments?"

That monster definitely had banned drugs in its body. They really ought to be reported.

What? Our school was doing it too? And using it on humans?

Then forget it, forget it.

Although Xiong Bufan's performance had brought Red Pagoda High School considerable glory, he had not seized first place. White Dragon High School still occupied a dominant position on the Rankings.

But moments later, the first nine students all dropped down one place again.

As Le Mulan of Ziyun High School descended from the sky into first place, it was as though a boom exploded in the air.

Ziyun High School, Le Mulan, 00:25

"Twenty-five seconds!"

More and more students cried out in shock.

They could scarcely imagine that while they had just been struggling desperately against the foreign Magical Power inside their bodies, someone had dissolved it in only twenty-five seconds.

Was she even human?

Everyone could imagine that Le Mulan would certainly receive a perfect score of 100 in this second round, but she was constrained by those 100 points. Otherwise, the gap between her and the others should have been even larger.

This was Han Xingye's third shock of the day.

He frowned at the words Ice Muscle Jade Bone above Le Mulan's head, thinking that her ability to dissolve foreign Magical Power so quickly must be related to her special physique.

Not far away, Song Hailong showed no anger. Instead, he looked toward Ziyun High School and burst into laughter. "Interesting, interesting. It seems my greatest opponent over the next three years of high school will be this Le Mulan."

Only after more than a full minute did Ziyun High School's other students successively dissolve the foreign Magical Power in their bodies. In the end, Lian Tianji and another person also entered the top ten.

Ultimately, Le Mulan, Song Hailong, and Xiong Bufan occupied first, second, and third place respectively.

The top ten spots were completely divided among four students from White Dragon High School, three from Ziyun High School, and three from Red Pagoda High School.

Looking at the rankings, which no longer changed in the slightest, the many high school students present felt a heavy gloom settle over them.

For most of them, this was the first time they had experienced the gap between themselves and the Three Great Famous Schools.

The ten names and scores on the screen were like a mountain pressing down upon them, displaying the gulf between the Three Great Famous Schools and themselves—a gap as vast as a Natural Chasm.

Just then, the rankings on the large screen changed again.

Fourth through tenth place all dropped by one at once.

With the Three Great Famous Schools nearly dominating the entire venue, someone had unexpectedly thrust in sideways and forcibly charged into fourth place.

Songyang High School, Zhang Yu, 1:38

When Zhang Yu finished dissolving the Special Magical Power in his body, the timer let out a beep.

Yet that soft beep was like a huge stone thrown into the still lakes of the hearts of the nearby Songyang High School students.

The students from the Three Great Famous Schools also subconsciously glanced toward Songyang High School, never expecting someone there to be at a level close to theirs.

Teacher Yan looked at the ranking list and hurriedly took out her phone to snap a picture.

These were all important teaching achievements.

Thanks to "Osmanthus and Wine" for sending Bai Zhenzhen the Oscar Trophy gift worth ten thousand rewards.

(End of chapter)