Lin Hao chuckled. "It's fine. I'm just a little drained." His clothes were completely tattered, revealing his perfect upper body. He had also put away the Thunder Prison Sky Splitting Spear. Then Lin Hao looked toward Fang Yao and saw the worry on her face. He quickly waved to reassure her.
Seeing that Lin Hao was fine, Fang Yao let out a long sigh of relief. Lin Yueyue exclaimed, "The Lin Family's about to produce a dragon! How is Lin Hao so ridiculously strong?"
Lin Xiaorou clapped her hands. "Brother won again!"
Down below the competition stage, Fang Wei gazed at Lin Hao with shining eyes. To comprehend a martial artist's Spear Intent while being an Ability User—just how high was Lin Hao's talent? At that moment, Lin Hao had once again shattered everyone's expectations of him.
After the event staff assessed the damage, they determined that the competition stage wouldn't be repaired today. Fortunately, Modu Martial University had more than one stage. After a long while, the staff announced that the second semifinal would be moved to 1 p.m. and held on a nearby stage. The final, meanwhile, would be held at nine the next morning.
With no more matches that morning, the audience began filing out.
"Come on, let's go find Brother." Fang Yao took Lin Xiaorou's little hand, and the two of them went with Lin Yueyue to Lin Hao's dorm.
When they reached Lin Hao's dorm room, Lin Xiaorou raised her little hand and knocked. After a short wait, the door opened. Mo Zixuan was the one who answered. He was startled to see the three of them, but quickly recovered and ushered them inside. Lin Hao was resting in his room. That day's battle had been a thoroughly satisfying one. Lin Xiaorou rushed straight into his arms, her bright eyes full of little stars of admiration.
Lin Hao picked Xiao Rou up and settled her on his lap. Then he looked at Fang Yao and Lin Yueyue. "Aunt, Yaoyao, what brings you here?"
Lin Yueyue said irritably, "Yaoyao was worried about you. She came to check whether you'd lost any parts."
Lin Hao's mouth twitched. He looked at Fang Yao. "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just used up a lot of my physical strength." Seeing that Lin Hao really wasn't seriously hurt, Fang Yao finally relaxed a little.
Meanwhile, at Jiangnan Martial University's meeting room.
"Principal, it seems you were right. That Lin Hao really is a genius. If it weren't for his distinctive Spiritual Power fluctuations, I'd never believe he was only at the Bronze High-rank level. His final clash with Duan Yue would've been enough to instantly kill a Platinum Initial Stage Fierce Beast." Liu Qingmeng was discussing the match with the principal and the other team members.
"Lin Hao's ridiculously strong. I can't imagine what he'd be like once he reached Gold rank. He fought a Gold High Grade opponent while at Bronze High-rank, crossing two full major stages." One of Jiangnan Martial University's team members sighed.
Only then did everyone take in the full meaning of it. That was right—Lin Hao was only at the Bronze High-rank level. If he reached Gold rank, how terrifying would that be? He'd probably crush Gold-rank opponents as easily as squashing an ant.
"So, Qingmeng, are you confident you can handle him?" Xing Tianhe asked. Everyone turned to look at Liu Qingmeng.
"Mm, it shouldn't be a problem. His Triple Spear Intent is indeed powerful, but fortunately, it doesn't pose much of a threat to me. I'm only worried he might have other trump cards he hasn't used." Liu Qingmeng smiled lightly, as if Lin Hao were no difficult opponent at all.
"You're Jiangnan Martial University's trump card. You should be this year's biggest dark horse. I've kept you hidden for the entire competition," Xing Tianhe said with a smile. Just as he said, the Hundred Schools League was nearing its end, yet Liu Qingmeng hadn't competed even once. In fact, she had only come to watch a match for the first time just now.
Meanwhile, the Longcheng Martial University team had gathered around Duan Yue. "Captain, are you feeling any better?" The team members were all worried. Duan Yue was lying on the bed, completely drained.
"Look at you all. What could be wrong with me? I just used up all my Spiritual Power." Duan Yue nearly laughed in exasperation at his teammates.
"That Lin Hao is ridiculously strong. Isn't he an Ability User? How could he comprehend a martial artist's Intent?" one of the team members exclaimed.
"Exactly. Ability Users generally comprehend Law Power. I really didn't expect him to comprehend Spear Intent." Han Bantian walked in as he spoke.
Seeing that Duan Yue was all right, Han Bantian relaxed a little. "How did it feel fighting Lin Hao?"
Duan Yue thought it over, then said, "The collision of two kinds of Intent is a rare opportunity. I hope I get the chance to fight him again. That's the only way I can improve further."
Han Bantian nodded. The Hundred Schools League was drawing to a close. "You can all take tomorrow off and go watch the final."
Before the team could cheer, Han Bantian added, "We're guaranteed a top-four finish. According to the information I've received, the four major military regions may have special arrangements for the top ten schools in the Hundred Schools League. When that happens, don't count on having time to rest. You may be so busy you won't even have time to eat or sleep."
Everyone wilted like frost-struck eggplants.
By midday, Lin Hao had finally recovered somewhat. Seeing that he was fine, Fang Yao and the other two chatted with him for a while before leaving. With no Shancheng Martial University matches that afternoon, the team members were all quite relaxed. Jiang Weiwei didn't assign them anything, simply telling them to get some rest before they went together to watch the other semifinal.
At 1 p.m., teachers and students from the various Wu Universities gathered at the new competition venue. This stage was larger than the previous one, and the materials used to build it were sturdier. After what had happened during Lin Hao and Duan Yue's match, Modu Martial University didn't dare take any chances. They had selected the sturdiest stage as the venue.
Most of the audience had already arrived. Jiang Tianhai and Fang Wei were seated in the judges' section. As the first team to make it to the finals, Shancheng Martial University drew a wave of excited cheers the moment they appeared. Most of all, it was Lin Hao's outrageous feats, which had repeatedly upended the audience's impression of Shancheng Martial University.
Fang Yao, Lin Yueyue, and Lin Xiaorou had taken their seats in the VIP section. When Lin Xiaorou saw her brother, she hurriedly waved her cute little hand to greet him. Lin Hao ran over to them. "Would you like to come watch from the team area?"
Lin Xiaorou's eyes lit up at once. Fang Yao and Lin Yueyue shook their heads, mostly because they were worried about causing trouble for Lin Hao. But Lin Xiaorou didn't care about that. All she knew was that she could be with her brother. In the end, she followed him to the team seats. Lin Yueyue repeatedly told Lin Hao to keep an eye on Xiao Rou. Xiao Rou made a face at Lin Yueyue, then hurriedly pulled Lin Hao away.
Lin Hao had just sat down in the team seats with Xiao Rou in his arms when Mo Zixuan sidled over with a huge grin, holding a super-sized lollipop. "Hi, little Xiao Rou! Here, this lollipop's for you." Xiao Rou looked at Mo Zixuan's foolish grin, then glanced at her brother. When he nodded, she reached out and took the lollipop. "Thank you, big brother."
Everyone looked at Mo Zixuan's ingratiating expression, speechless.
"Doesn't Brother Xuan look like a simp?"
"How does he just look like one? He is one."
"Damn, my man Xuan's a genius. He knows to start with the people around her."
"Brother Xuan's supposed to be Shancheng Martial University's top genius after Great God Lin. Why does he look so much like a sleazy old man trying to lure an innocent young girl?"
By then, Lin Xiaorou had already run over to Jiang Weiwei. "Pretty big sister, can I sit with you?"
Jiang Weiwei was taken aback, then smiled and picked Xiao Rou up, settling her beside her. "Brother, come over here! Sit next to Xiao Rou!" Lin Xiaorou waved her little hand at Lin Hao. Lin Hao sat down beside her. "Xiao Rou, the match is still going on. You can't run around. Sit still and behave." Xiao Rou nodded obediently.
Everyone: "Look at Brother Lin, the principal, and Xiao Rou. Don't they look like a family of three?"
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