Boming's face grew extremely grim.
Hearing the teachers gasp beside him, he realized that this was a Spatial Clone.
"Flashy tricks. Useless!"
Boming roared in frustration.
Unable to tell which of the two figures was real, Boming attacked both at once.
Two golden blades of light slashed toward Feng Hui from different directions. To the naked eye, and even to his Origin Force perception, there were two Feng Huis. But in truth... there was only one. The space around him had warped, creating an effect like a mirror.
Feng Hui swung his Black Longblade. It was as though space itself had been suppressed, and he directly blocked Boming's Golden Broadsword. Then he raised the Black Longblade high and brought it crashing down at Boming!
"Take this!"
Feng Hui's blade came down. His insights into the Law of Wood and the Law of Space were perfectly combined, allowing his strength to overcome the four minor-realm gap between his Cosmic Level 5 and Boming's Cosmic Level 9. He completely overpowered Boming.
"Give up!"
Feng Hui roared, his blade as fast as lightning.
Boming did his utmost to block with his Golden Broadsword, but it felt as if a mountain had crashed down on him. With a thunderous boom, he lost consciousness.
"Whoosh!"
A teacher rushed onto the platform in time to block Feng Hui's final strike, pulling Boming away at the last moment before he collapsed.
Even so, Boming was nearly unconscious and had to be taken away for treatment.
"Winner: Feng Hui!" the teacher announced.
The arena matches continued, and soon the contests between the lower and upper grades had all concluded.
There was no doubt about it: Feng Hui had claimed first place in the lower-grade final exams with overwhelming strength.
"The final exams are over. We'll now move on to the arena challenge round. Starting with the first-place student, the top ten in the lower grades may challenge students from the upper grades."
A teacher announced loudly.
"Feng Hui, as the lower grades' first-place student, who do you want to challenge?" the teacher asked, looking at him.
Many upper-grade students immediately grew tense. Even among them, Boming's strength had ranked near the top.
That was before Feng Hui had defeated Boming and revealed his Spatial Clone.
Faced with such a formidable opponent, any student Feng Hui might challenge felt the pressure.
Feng Hui smiled. Since he had already shown his achievements in the Law of Space, he had no intention of holding anything back.
If he didn't dare sweep through an ordinary "kindergarten" without a rival, how could he hope to keep walking the path of the strong?
"Teacher, I want to challenge the upper grades' top ten."
"Which one of the top ten?"
"No, teacher. I mean I'm going to challenge the upper grades' top ten all at once."
"I'll take on all ten!"
The arena erupted in an uproar. Many upper-grade students looked indignant.
Yes, they admitted Feng Hui was strong. It was astonishing that, after only a year since birth, he had already gained such deep insights into both the Law of Wood and the Law of Space. But challenging the upper grades' top ten all at once was going too far. It showed no regard for the upper-grade students at all.
After all, every one of the upper grades' top ten was at the peak of the Cosmic Level, and had deep insights into at least one Primordial Law. Each was stronger than Boming.
Before this, no one had ever dared to look down on them like this!
"Feng Hui, are you sure?"
"Teacher, I'm sure!" Feng Hui nodded firmly.
"Very well. Since that's your decision, in the next match, the lower grades' first-place student will face the upper grades' top ten at once. Both sides, get ready on the platform."
Soon, eleven students stood on the arena. On one side stood a lone figure holding a Black Longblade. On the other were ten opponents radiating fierce auras.
"Feng Hui, you're underestimating us."
"You'll pay for underestimating us."
"Feng Hui, we'll show you that even if you're a genius, you shouldn't be this arrogant!"
"Enough talk. Let's fight."
Feng Hui spoke without hesitation.
As soon as Feng Hui finished speaking, the whispers around the arena died away. Thousands upon thousands of eyes fixed on the platform, and the taut atmosphere made it hard to breathe.
"Then let's fight!"
A Dongdi Clan student, looking like a Savage, growled. His entire body radiated murderous intent, and crimson currents of air flowed slowly around him.
"If you're that confident, then let me see what you can do!"
"Whoosh!"
He kicked off the platform and shot toward Feng Hui first, like a bolt of crimson lightning, drawing the Giant Battle Axe from his back as he charged.
As soon as he moved, the other nine sprang into action as well, coordinating their attacks on Feng Hui.
"Come on!" Feng Hui's eyes were sharp as blades. His entire bearing was different from usual, like a treasured blade drawn from its sheath, its edge fully revealed.
The student who looked like a Savage was the first to reach him. With a low shout, he swung his battle axe with enough force to split mountains and sunder peaks.
Feng Hui raised his hand. A mesmerizing ink-green blade of light surged upward. It seemed slow, but was swift in truth, rising in an instant.
"Boom!" Blade met axe. The Giant Battle Axe in the Savage-looking student's hands trembled, and he was startled. Feng Hui's blade looked unhurried, yet it moved incredibly fast, and carried a tremendous force.
"Whoosh!"
The other nine attacks came in quick succession. Blades, swords, axes, staffs, hammers... several different weapons converged on Feng Hui from all directions.
Feng Hui's eyes lit up. Eight Phantom Bodies appeared around him at once, forming a pattern like a nine-square grid!
The first layer of the Space Secret Technique, Thousand Body Formation—the Eight Directions Formation!
It was similar to the Space Secret Technique Ten Thousand Threads Flow, which Luo Feng cultivated in the original work, but Thousand Body Formation was simpler by comparison.
A technique like Ten Thousand Threads Flow was widely circulated even among Ordinary Immortals of the Original Universe Human Race.
A secret technique of comparable level, Thousand Body Formation, was even easier to find in the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe. Feng Hui had chosen it to cultivate while browsing the academy library.
After using the secret technique, Feng Hui began moving in an instant, leaving behind a strange chain of Phantom Bodies. Each one was spread out in a formation resembling a "nine-square grid." His movements became incredibly nimble and unpredictable, and he easily dodged the attacks of all ten opponents.
What was a secret technique? A secret technique was a way of applying one's understanding of the Primordial Laws to achieve a more powerful effect!
If someone comprehended the Space Origin Law and created three Phantom Bodies, four Phantom Bodies... seven Phantom Bodies, eight Phantom Bodies... they would find that their strength only improved so much!
There wasn't much difference between seven Phantom Bodies and eight. But it was different after cultivating the Thousand Body Formation secret technique!
The Eight Directions Formation represented a special style of combat. Only when one reached eight Phantom Bodies could one use the Eight Directions Formation. Seven Phantom Bodies were not enough.
With the Eight Directions Formation, Feng Hui's combat power surged. Before, the upper grades' top ten had still been able to trade blows with him. Now they couldn't hold out at all.
In just a short while, all ten had been defeated!
"Winner: Feng Hui!"
"Boom!"
After the teacher's announcement, a deafening wave of cheers suddenly erupted across the arena. Thousands upon thousands of students stared fervently at the figure standing on the platform, their faces filled with awe.
The Dongdi Clan loved to fight by nature and respected the strong.
With this battle, Feng Hui had completely won over the students of the academy.
Listening to the cheers around him, Feng Hui remained calm. "Though this is like kicking down the Beihai Kindergarten, I can still say that I'm invincible here."
"My path to invincibility starts here!"
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