[What is this disciple called?]
[Dayu, Human Disciple.]
[Human Race? The Human Race again?]
[What's wrong with the Human Race?]
[Nothing. It's just that the Human Race has been showing up rather often lately.]
[Cangjie had just created the Literary Dao, and now Dayu had succeeded in taming the floods. Is the Human Race trying to defy the heavens?]
[Defy what heavens? We Human Race rely on our own abilities!]
Dayu rose to his feet, turned, and walked toward the referee's platform.
Halfway there, a tremendous splash sounded behind him.
He turned around and saw that Clam Clan disciple casting a spell again. This time, he was not blocking the water, but driving it away, using his magic power to push the floodwaters into the distance.
The floodwaters were pushed away and slammed into the arena's boundary formation wall, then rebounded. The water surged back, sweeping that disciple away again.
Hearing the commotion, Dayu looked back, walked over, took out a rope from his Storage Bag, and tossed it over.
The rope landed precisely beside that disciple's hand. He grabbed it, and Dayu pulled him ashore.
That disciple collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. He wiped the water from his face, his voice trembling.
"Thank you, Junior Brother."
Dayu waved it off carelessly and turned to continue walking forward.
The rankings for the Water Vein Track updated on the notice board.
First place: Ao Run
Second place: Meng Zhang
Third place: Yellow Dragon
Fourth place: Dayu
Dayu stood before the notice board, looking at the fourth-place position without much expression on his face.
Three Dragon race Disciples approached from beside him. Yellow Dragon walked at the front, sturdy and honest-looking, with a square face, thick brows, and large eyes. When he smiled, he revealed a mouthful of white teeth.