Han Chong calmly spread his hands. Star energy flowed into a painting, depicting a vast landscape. Xia Ye's punch, charged with Four-pattern Battle Qi, was stopped by the seemingly fragile mountains and rivers. He was surprised at first, but when he recognized the scene, a strange look flashed through his eyes, followed by a trace of wild joy deep in his pupils.
Boom!
The star-energy landscape sent Xia Ye flying back, then expanded without limit and crushed down toward the ground.
Xia Ye stood motionless, as if dumbstruck. His entire body was crushed to pieces by the landscape painting.
Everyone was stunned. It had happened so quickly—a Four-pattern Battle Qi powerhouse had been killed in an instant.
Han Chong himself was taken aback. Xia Ye shouldn't have been so weak, but a win was a win.
Night King Yan Qing frowned. She couldn't understand it. Han Chong's attack had been powerful, but not so powerful that Xia Ye shouldn't have been able to dodge. Why had he been killed so easily?
Star Picking Girl, Feng Shang, and the others were just as baffled.
Lu Yin was, too. What struck him most was Han Chong's unusual way of attacking. He'd painted a picture—what a true scholar.
Soon, the next pair appeared on the arena plain. Another chief disciple was stepping up to fight: Liu Yin, the Ninth Academy's chief disciple. His opponent was Grandini Mebis.
The moment Liu Yin saw Grandini, he took off his headphones and grew solemn. No one dared underestimate a powerhouse of the Mebis Clan.
Grandini clenched her fists and attacked the instant Liu Yin appeared. Her stance was exactly like Lulu's, only far more violent.
Liu Yin opened his mouth. His enormous roar made the void split apart, as if a bowstring had snapped. The shock