Power of the True Phoenix

Power of the True Phoenix

Lin Ximeng was clearly caught off guard by this result.

She watched with interest, though at this moment, her gaze was fixed mostly on Tang Wulin.

This student, whose talent she had deemed mediocre, was actually holding out until the very end to compete against the only genius in their class.

Of course, she didn't think Qiangu Wuji would lose; after all, at this age, the level of soul power was still very important.

Tang Wulin, with only rank three soul power, should have been no match for Qiangu Wuji.

That is, assuming they were ordinary people.

But was Tang Wulin an ordinary person? Certainly not—he was a cheater possessing the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King!

Qiangu Wuji felt immense pressure. Under the effect of the Heavenly Six Eyes, he could see that the blood energy within Tang Wulin was incredibly vigorous.

The intensity was only slightly lower than the bald boy he had seen yesterday.

This was clearly the power of the Golden Dragon King influencing him.

Qiangu Wuji grew anxious. In terms of physical fitness, he was no match for Tang Wulin, who possessed the Golden Dragon King bloodline.

If anything, his physical fitness was actually on par with Gu Yue. The only reason he was still holding on was purely through sheer willpower.

The two ran for another ten minutes, and the class period soon ended. By then, students from other classes who were finished with their lessons noticed the two still running on the track.

This left many of them astonished, as they had seen the two running before class even started, and here they were, still running after it had ended.

Had it been an hour already?

Two children this small, running for an hour?

A scene like this was explosive, even by the standards of Hongshan Academy.

Soon, many people gathered around to watch.

This spectacle quickly drew the attention of the principal, Lu Renjia.

Upon arriving, he immediately went to Lin Ximeng to ask about the situation.

"Teacher Lin, what is going on here? Why are these two children still running?"

Lin Ximeng glanced at him and explained the situation with a reasonably kind attitude.

After listening, Lu Renjia was stunned, but he immediately grew worried.

"Teacher Lin, won't something happen if these two kids keep running like this? Even if they are soul masters, they are only six years old..."

Lin Ximeng shook her head, her expression somewhat solemn.

"Qiangu Wuji is a one-ring soul master. By extreme standards, his physical fitness is stronger than that of a well-trained adult; theoretically, his limit should allow him to keep running for this long."

As she said this, her gaze shifted to Tang Wulin, and she muttered to herself.

"The problem now is Tang Wulin. This child only has rank three soul power, and his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. Logically speaking, he should have reached his limit long ago."

She paused, then added with a sigh.

"If he isn't relying on soul power to keep going, and he has this kind of endurance at his age, then I can only say his physical fitness is comparable to a soul beast!"

"Comparable to a soul beast?" Lu Renjia was dumbfounded, but then he grew anxious again. "Then, won't Qiangu Wuji lose to him?"

Selfishly speaking, he certainly did not want Qiangu Wuji to lose.

He was not keen on seeing the son of the Spirit Pagoda's deputy tower master have an unpleasant experience at the school.

If he left because he was unhappy, there would be nowhere for him to cry.

Lin Ximeng heard his clearly biased words and frowned almost imperceptibly, but she didn't say anything, merely shaking her head calmly.

"If you ask me who will win or lose now, I can't say for sure. In any case, let's just watch."

On the track, the crowd watching the two run grew larger and larger. By the end, it was almost on the scale of a competition.

The excitement didn't stop even when the next class began; the teachers tacitly agreed to give their students the period off.

And so, nearly two or three hundred people gathered to watch the two run.

Just like that, another half hour passed.

A full hour and a half of sprinting!

At this level, let alone ordinary people, even a two-ring soul master with poor physical fitness wouldn't be able to do it.

Yet now, it was happening with two six-year-old children.

It was no exaggeration to call it a miracle.

However, after running for so long, neither of them was completely fine.

Both were panting heavily.

But Qiangu Wuji's condition was much worse than Tang Wulin's.

With the physical fitness of an ordinary soul master, he was already reaching his limit by this point. Stars were dancing before his eyes—a sign that he was about to faint.

Looking at Tang Wulin, although he was panting and drenched in sweat, his pace remained steady.

"Classmate Qiangu, are you still holding up?"

Tang Wulin ran to his side and asked with a feigned tone of concern.

Qiangu Wuji glanced at him and clearly saw the smugness in his eyes.

This immediately made him feel annoyed, and he forced himself to perk up.

"I'm fine, how about you?"

"I can still keep going as well."

"Good," Qiangu Wuji nodded and said, "Since we can both still keep going, then let's continue."

Just like that, the two of them ran for another ten minutes.

By now, Qiangu Wuji was truly reaching his limit; his vision was spinning, and his stomach felt like it was churning violently.

In a daze, he saw Tang Wulin slowly overtake him, and behind him, the looming head of a ferocious golden dragon seemed to be mocking his overestimation of his own abilities.

Qiangu Wuji gasped for air, his face pale, as a sense of powerlessness washed over him.

He clenched his fists, feeling unwilling to accept this.

As expected!

Trying to go head-to-head against the Golden Dragon King bloodline with a mortal body was indeed too much of a stretch.

Even if his martial soul was stronger than his, he was ultimately inferior in terms of bloodline power.

Damn it, if only his own bloodline were powerful enough.

[Beep! Because you feel your bloodline is inferior to the Golden Dragon King bloodline, your bloodline has decided to win some face for you.]

[Beep, your bloodline has evolved into the True Phoenix Bloodline; current evolution level is Tier 1.]

[Note: A complete True Phoenix Bloodline is equal in rank to the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings at Tier 9.]

Just as Qiangu Wuji was about to give up, he suddenly felt a surge of heat in his torso, which quickly spread to his limbs.

Under this intense heat, the exhaustion caused by his strenuous exercise seemed to be burned away entirely.

What is this...?

Qiangu Wuji felt astonished.

True Phoenix Bloodline? What is that?

He hurriedly checked the changes in his body and discovered that a thin flame was flowing between his palms.

Not only that, he felt that even the soul power within his body was boiling.

Very quickly, the flame began to spread, and in an instant, his body was enveloped by a ball of fire.

Affected by this, Qiangu Wuji couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

And within this groan, there was actually the sound of a clear phoenix cry.

The phoenix cry resounded through the sky, leaving the spectators outside the arena stunned and dumbfounded.

"My god, look, why is Classmate Qiangu burning?"

At the same time, Gu Yue, who was watching the show from the sidelines, seemed to sense something; her delicate body trembled slightly, and she looked up in horror, exclaiming in disbelief.

"This is that guy's aura, how, how is this possible! He is a human, how could he...?"

Because the scene was too noisy, no one heard her exclamation.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were drawn to the changes in Qiangu Wuji.

Bathed in flames, Qiangu Wuji looked like a human fireball.

Tang Wulin, who had already run ahead, paused slightly at the change, turned his head in shock, and a look of slight pain appeared on his face.

He stared at Qiangu Wuji in shock, fell straight onto his backside on the ground, and cold sweat began to drip down.