Victory

One of the rules of the Spell Duel is that if you are knocked out of the ring and land on the ground, you lose.

Chen Mobai knew that the Wood Prison Talisman wouldn't hold Gong Xiangyu for long, so he immediately threw the wooden prison and its opponent out of the arena.

"Damn it, how could I lose in this round?"

Amidst a loud roar, Gong Xiangyu, who had been slammed into the air by the water fist, took out another Talisman. Then, a dark blade of light burst forth, but the ordinary Wood Prison Talisman, Grade 1 Low Rank weapon, only lasted for two seconds before being shattered.

"The Transformation Spirit Talisman is complete. I will soon be able to unleash power beyond the Qi Refining realm..."

Gong Xiangyu's right hand was now completely covered in scales. With a roar, his arm suddenly extended like a long snake, grabbing the edge of the arena. Then, a powerful force erupted, forcibly freezing his out-of-control body in mid-air.

"Go back!"

With a loud shout, Gong Xiangyu used his right hand as a guide to forcefully pull his body, which was frozen in mid-air, back to its original position.

This image gave many people goosebumps.

Although the path of cultivation involves countless spells, the sight of an arm turning into a snake still made the relatively inexperienced Qi Refining students feel slightly uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, the representatives from the Daoist Academy were watching with great interest from the spectator stands.

"Only after transforming into a spirit can the power of the Spirit Taming Art be fully unleashed."

"In that case, although the boy's combat awareness and the magic system he has built are excellent, he is very likely to be no match for him in the long run."

"We agree, but Chen Mobai has given me too many surprises. He might have a trump card that can defeat the Spirit Taming Art."

Lan Haitan's words startled the three people present.

Judging from their tone, they seemed to know each other.

"No, it seems there won't be a second round."

Just then, Bian Yiqing hadn't spoken until now, suddenly spoke.

"Kindness?"

Although his cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment, he was a Grandmaster of the Sound Dao, able to see and hear many details that others could not perceive through the melody of the atmosphere in silence, thus obtaining omens similar to premonitions.

Lan Haitan and his two companions, along with the academy representatives sitting behind them, all looked towards the arena, paying particular attention to Chen Mobai's movements.

Finally, Lan Haitan, who had the highest cultivation level and the most combat experience, saw the clue.

Chen Mobai's hands, which hung naturally at his sides, trembled slightly, and his left hand seemed to be holding something as he gently lifted it up.

At the same time, the Frostwater Water Sword, which was originally stuck in the center of the arena, flew straight up and, under the Water Control Technique, resembled a flying sword, slashing down towards Gong Xiangyu.

Whoosh! A bright Baiguang swept across the arena, drawing a perfect semi-circle in everyone's eyes. It carried a faint chill and swept past the base of Gong Xiangyu's snake hand, which was gripping the edge of the arena, with lightning speed.

With a "ding," sparks flew everywhere!

After Gong Xiangyu transformed into a spirit, the scales that appeared on his body were surprisingly hard. Although the Frostwater Water Sword had been enhanced by magic, it was not a real flying sword. Although it shattered two scales, it could not sever the snake hand completely.

Hiss hiss hiss...

A sinister onomatopoeic sound emanated from between Gong Xiangyu's teeth. His cold, vertical pupils were wide open, and half of his body had already returned to the arena. Just as he was about to step onto it, an extremely hot stream of air suddenly appeared.

Then, a crimson flame shot up from Chen Mobai's center, like a giant sword overflowing with flames, and heavily slashed down on Gong Xiangyu's head.

The latter immediately activated his last Defensive Talisman. Although he didn't expect to be able to block this first-grade high-level Talisman, which was probably Chen Mobai's trump card, he hoped to hold it off for a while so that Chen Mobai could free up his hands.

"It's over."

Chen Mobai spoke softly, his right hand gripping the Crimson Flame Sword Talisman, while his left hand moved its five fingers again, controlling the Frost Water Sword.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he used the Water Sword to slice off the entire edge of the arena that Gong Xiangyu's snake hand was gripping.

At the same time, the power of the Crimson Flame Sword Talisman was fully unleashed.

Gong Xiangyu felt a sudden lightness in his body, and then he lost control of himself, being heavily struck by the crimson fire sword and thrown more than ten meters away from the arena.

Rumble! Qidian from Chen Mobai, a huge trench was slashed out of the square brick and stone arena by the Crimson Flame Sword Talisman, extending for twenty or thirty meters. The diameter of the trench increased as it went outwards, as if it were spreading outwards, reaching its maximum at the edge of the arena.

This was because Chen Mobai had caused the Crimson Flame Sword Talisman, which should have been contained and condensed, to explode in that place, turning into a huge shockwave that pushed Gong Xiangyu out of the arena.

At the end of the Gong Xiangyu, who, after his footsteps landed, was trembling all over, his eyes wide with disbelief.

His entire body looked as if it had been smoked, with patches of blackened skin, making him appear terrifying. To the untrained eye, he seemed to have suffered a severe injury, but Foundation Establishment Cultivator like Lan Haitan could sense that his Qi and Blood and energy were more vigorous than ever before.

This signifies that the Transformation Spirit Talisman has fully taken effect and can now control a portion of the Second Grade Spirit Control power.

But all of that is useless now.

Because he had already been knocked off the stage.

We lost.

They lost completely.

Although he could excuse himself by saying he was careless and underestimated his opponent, Gong Xiangyu knew that if he did that, he would lose even his last shred of dignity and be seen by the representatives of the Daoist Academy as a sore loser and a fragile clown.

"I never expected to lose to you!"

Although Gong Xiangyu didn't think he could win 100% of the time in the Spell Duel, he acknowledged that only Yan Feng and Kong Feichen had a chance to defeat him, and even Yang Jing was not qualified.

"Referee."

But Chen Mobai did not respond to his words. Instead, he raised his hand and shouted at the Vermillion Cinnabar Academy teacher who was still standing there with his mouth wide open, not quite in a daze.

"Oh." After being called out, the referee finally came to his senses. He coughed lightly and announced the result.

"The winner is Chen Mobai!"

After those words were shouted, Lu Hongsheng from the Fifth High School burst out with a scream that he had been suppressing in his throat, yelling like a madman.

Not only him, but also some people who were gambling heavily and had placed bets on Chen Mobai were also red-eyed.

Facing the Fifth High School students rushing onto the stage and surging towards him, Chen Mobai remained somewhat calm.

To be honest, Gong Xiangyu's Spirit Taming Art, and even his spiritual power cultivation, were somewhat beyond his expectations.

When his opponent's Transformation Spirit Talisman took effect, unleashing a powerful spiritual force far exceeding that of the Qi Refining realm, he even had a feeling that he was about to lose.

But in the end, Chen Mobai still found a way to win.

Or perhaps, the aura of the Demon Beast emanating from Gong Xiangyu, who had transformed into a spirit, inspired Chen Mobai's combat experience of fighting to the death with Demon Beast on Green Light Island.