Swallowing the Starry Sky: Starting from the Doomsday Secret Realm
Chapter 10

Kicking the Beihai Kindergarten

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Boming's expression turned extremely ugly.

Hearing the exclamations from the teachers beside him, he also realized this was a Spatial Clone.

"Flashy and useless!"

Boming roared unwillingly!

Unable to distinguish which of the two figures was real, Boming attacked both at once.

Two golden blade rays shot out, each aimed at one of the two Feng Huis. To the naked eye and to primal force perception, both appeared to be Feng Hui, but in reality... there was only one person. It was merely the space around him being twisted, creating an effect similar to a "mirror."

Feng Hui's Black Longblade swung out, as if suppressing the very space, directly parrying Boming's Golden Broadsword. Then the Black Longblade was raised high, chopping down toward Boming's head!

"Go!"

Feng Hui's blade descended, his insights into the Law of Wood and the Law of Space fully integrated, allowing his power to leap across the four minor realms between Cosmic Level 5 and Boming's Cosmic Level 9, completely overwhelming Boming.

"Fall!"

Feng Hui roared, his blade swift as lightning.

Boming struggled to parry with his Golden Broadsword, feeling as if a great mountain had crashed down upon him. With a thunderous boom, he lost consciousness.

"Swoosh"

A teacher by the arena stepped in just in time, blocking Feng Hui's final strike and carrying Boming away at the last moment before he collapsed.

Even so, Boming was nearly unconscious and needed to be taken for treatment.

"This match, Feng Hui wins!" the teacher announced.

The arena matches continued, and soon the battles between the lower and upper grades were all concluded.

Without a doubt, Feng Hui, with overwhelming strength, claimed first place in the lower grade's final exams.

"The final exams are over. Now we enter the arena challenge round. Starting from first place, the top ten of the lower grade may choose to challenge students from the upper grade."

A teacher declared in a clear voice.

"Feng Hui, as the first place of the lower grade, who do you wish to challenge?" the teacher asked, looking at Feng Hui.

Many upper-grade students immediately wore grim expressions. Boming's strength was already quite high even among the upper grade.

Let alone the fact that Feng Hui had defeated Boming and revealed a Spatial Clone.

Facing such a formidable opponent, any student who might be challenged by Feng Hui felt pressure in their hearts.

Feng Hui smiled. Since he had already shown his achievements in the Law of Space, he had no intention of holding back further.

If he couldn't even dominate an ordinary "kindergarten," how could he talk about continuing down the path of the strong?

"Teacher, I want to challenge the top ten of the upper grade."

"Which one of the top ten?"

"No, teacher. I mean, I plan to challenge all of the top ten of the upper grade at once."

"I want to fight ten!"

The arena instantly erupted into uproar, and many upper-grade students showed indignation.

Yes, they admitted Feng Hui was strong—being born for only a year and already having deep insights into both the Law of Wood and the Law of Space was incredible—but to challenge the top ten of the upper grade all at once was far too dismissive of the upper-grade students.

After all, the top ten of the upper grade were all at the peak of Cosmic Level, each a genius with deep insights into at least one fundamental law, every one of them stronger than Boming.

No one had ever dared to look down on them like this before!

"Feng Hui, are you sure?"

"Teacher, I'm sure!" Feng Hui nodded firmly.

"Very well, then. Next match, the first place of the lower grade will simultaneously fight the top ten of the upper grade. Both sides, take your positions on the arena."

Soon, eleven students stood on the arena. On one side was a single figure holding a Black Longblade; on the other were ten opponents radiating sharp auras.

"Feng Hui, you underestimate us too much."

"Underestimating us will come at a price."

"Feng Hui, we'll show you that while you may be a genius, you shouldn't be this arrogant!"

"Enough talk. Come and fight."

Feng Hui said bluntly.

As his words fell, the faint murmurs that had been present on the field silently died away. Tens of thousands of gazes burned fixedly on the arena, the tense atmosphere suffocating.

"Then let's fight!"

A Dongdi Clan student, wild as a barbarian, growled low, his body brimming with killing intent as crimson currents flowed slowly around him.

"Since you're so confident, let me see what you've got!"

"Swoosh"

He stomped hard on the arena, charging at Feng Hui like a Crimson Lightning, drawing the Giant Battle Axe from his back.

As he moved, the remaining nine also erupted simultaneously, coordinating their attacks on Feng Hui.

"Come!" Feng Hui's eyes were as sharp as blades, his entire aura completely different from usual—like a treasured saber drawn from its sheath, all sharp edges exposed.

The student who looked like a savage appeared before him first, letting out a low shout as his battle axe came swinging with the boundless ferocity of splitting mountains and severing peaks.

Feng Hui raised his hand, and a breathtaking ink-green blade light surged upward, seeming slow yet swift.

"Boom!" Blade and axe clashed. The savage-like student's giant axe trembled violently, and he was secretly shocked. Feng Hui's blade appeared light and slow, but its speed was extreme, and the force it carried was astonishingly heavy.

"Whoosh"

The attacks of the other nine followed in succession—blade, sword, axe, staff, hammer... several weapons struck at Feng Hui from different directions simultaneously.

Feng Hui's eyes lit up, and as if forming a nine-grid pattern, eight phantom bodies materialized around him at once!

Space secret art Thousand Body Formation first layer—Eight Directions Formation!

Similar to the space secret art Ten Thousand Threads Flow that Luo Feng cultivated in the original work, but relatively speaking, Thousand Body Formation was simpler.

Thousand Threads Flow was widely circulated among ordinary Immortals of the Original Universe Human Race.

Secret arts of a comparable level like Thousand Body Formation were readily available here in the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe. Feng Hui had simply chosen Thousand Body Formation to cultivate while browsing in the academy library.

After executing the secret art, Feng Hui instantly began moving, forming a bizarre chain of phantom bodies. Each phantom body dispersed, arranged like a "nine-grid" layout. His movement technique became incredibly agile, unfathomable and ghostly, easily evading the attacks of the ten.

Secret arts, secret arts—what are secret arts? Secret arts are methods of applying and utilizing one's understanding of the fundamental laws to achieve a stronger effect!

If someone comprehended the Space Fundamental Law and conjured three phantom bodies, four phantom bodies... seven phantom bodies, eight phantom bodies... they would find their strength increase limited!

The difference between seven phantom bodies and eight phantom bodies wasn't too great, but cultivating the Thousand Body Formation secret art changed everything!

"Eight Directions Formation" represented a special combat style. Only by reaching eight phantom bodies could one execute the "Eight Directions Formation." Even seven phantom bodies wouldn't do.

Executing the "Eight Directions Formation," Feng Hui's combat power skyrocketed. Previously, the top ten of the upper grades could still trade blows with him, but now they couldn't hold their ground at all.

In just a moment, all ten were defeated!

"This match, Feng Hui wins!"

"Boom"

After the teacher announced the result, thunderous cheers erupted across the arena like a tidal wave. Ten thousand students gazed fervently at the figure standing on the platform, a trace of awe emerging on their faces.

The Dongdi Clan was naturally combative and revered the strong.

Today's battle had thoroughly conquered the students of this academy.

Listening to the cheers around him, Feng Hui's expression remained calm. "Though it's like kicking over a kindergarten in the North Sea, I can still say I'm unmatched here."

"My path of invincibility begins right here!"

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