Butterfly Goddess Moon Blade!

Meanwhile, the Zhou Sichen team facing Cui Yajie, Wang Dong'er, and Xiao Xiao in the other examination area had also finished their match.

There had been no suspense about the outcome.

The three won in a remarkably straightforward manner. Dai Huabin had not seen the exact process, but judging by Xiao Xiao skipping over to them, it had not been a difficult victory.

"Class Monitor, Class Monitor! We won! The finals are this afternoon!"

Xiao Xiao jogged up to Dai Huabin, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

Cui Yajie followed behind her at an unhurried pace, her pink hair especially eye-catching beneath the sunlight.

"Zhou Sichen's team had an ice-type control Martial Soul. Dong'er shattered their ice wall with a Wing Blade Guillotine right at the start. There wasn't much left to fight after that."

Wang Dong'er walked at the back, her hands clasped behind her.

She did not look at Dai Huabin. Instead, she stared at the ground beneath her feet as if she were contemplating something.

A few seconds later, she suddenly spoke.

"Dai Huabin."

"Hmm?"

"For the finals this afternoon, I want to try one of my trump cards."

Dai Huabin stopped and turned around.

Wang Dong'er raised her head, the wind blowing her pink-blue hair against the side of her face. Her tone was serious, lacking her usual haughty air.

"I've been practicing a new skill combination. I'll charge my first and second soul skills together, channel all of it into my butterfly wings, then release it at once."

Dai Huabin's heart skipped a beat.

That move!

The move Wang Dong had used against Xie Huanyue in the original story.

Two Soul Rings lit up at once, and all the golden patterns on the butterfly wings converged, eventually forming a massive crescent-shaped blade of light.

That strike had been powerful enough to make even the proctor feel pressured.

He had not expected Wang Dong'er in this timeline to have discovered the move as well.

"How long do you need?" Dai Huabin asked.

"Fifteen seconds to charge."

Dai Huabin fell silent for a moment.

Fifteen seconds of charging time was practically impossible in actual combat.

But if this were a head-on one-on-one battle, and her opponent was willing to give her the opportunity...

"You want to clash with me head-on?"

Wang Dong'er lifted her chin slightly, and her pride returned.

"What, scared?"

Dai Huabin smiled.

"Fine. I'll take that move."

Wang Dong'er froze for a moment.

She had thought Dai Huabin would hesitate, perhaps even refuse. Given his style, there was no way he would give her fifteen seconds to charge if they were fighting for real.

Yet Dai Huabin had agreed so readily.

"Really?"

"Really. But you'd better be mentally prepared." Dai Huabin looked at her. "I won't go easy on you."

Wang Dong'er bit her lip and nodded firmly.

"Good. I want you to go all out."

What Wang Dong'er wanted was a battle with Dai Huabin!

After listening from the side for a while, Xiao Xiao suddenly raised her hand. "What about me? What about Yajie and me?"

Cui Yajie looked at Wang Dong'er, then at Dai Huabin, and instantly understood what the two meant.

"After the match begins, Xiao Xiao and I can just concede."

Xiao Xiao's mouth fell open. "Huh?"

"Dong'er wants to fight the Class Monitor head-on," Cui Yajie explained. "Let her."

Xiao Xiao looked at Wang Dong'er's serious expression. Though somewhat unwilling, she ultimately sighed.

"Fine, fine. But Dong'er, don't lose too badly, or I'll look bad too."

Wang Dong'er ignored her and turned to leave.

Her pink-blue hair swept out an arc behind her.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The finals venue was another circle larger than the one from that morning.

The temporary stands around it could no longer hold everyone. Many students simply stood in the open space behind the stands, craning their necks to look inside.

The teachers' seating area was packed.

Aside from the people from that morning, even several Sea God Pavilion elders who rarely showed themselves had come.

Both teams in the Freshman Assessment finals were from Class Nine.

News of this had already spread throughout the academy.

Dai Huabin entered the venue through the eastern passage with Zhu Lu.

Across from them, Cui Yajie, Xiao Xiao, and Wang Dong'er entered through the western passage.

The referee was already in position at the center of the field.

"Freshman Assessment finals: Class Nine's Dai Huabin team versus Class Nine's Cui Yajie team!"

The referee's voice overwhelmed the noise from the stands.

"Both sides, prepare!"

"Begin!"

The whistle had barely sounded.

Cui Yajie spoke first. Her voice was not loud, yet everyone in the venue heard her clearly.

"I, Cui Yajie, concede."

Immediately after that, Xiao Xiao raised her hand as well.

"I, Xiao Xiao, also concede."

The entire venue fell silent.

Yan Shaozhe raised an eyebrow from the elevated platform. Du Weilun adjusted his glasses, seemingly unsurprised by this situation.

Cui Yajie and Xiao Xiao retreated to the edge of the field, leaving Wang Dong'er alone in the center.

Her pink-blue hair hung behind her shoulders, while one corner of her white academy uniform fluttered in the wind.

Her figure looked somewhat slender within the vast arena.

Across from her, Zhu Lu glanced at Dai Huabin.

Dai Huabin gave a slight nod.

Zhu Lu also retreated to the edge of the field.

Only two people remained on the field.

Dai Huabin and Wang Dong'er, less than twenty meters apart.

The murmuring in the stands rose again.

"What's going on? Two of the three conceded?"

"One person withdrew from the other side too. Is this going to be a one-on-one?"

"A one-on-one in the Freshman Assessment finals? You've got to be kidding me."

Wang Dong'er ignored the surrounding discussions.

She drew a deep breath, and the dazzling blue Light Goddess Butterfly wings behind her suddenly spread wide.

One yellow and one purple Soul Ring appeared around her at the same time, slowly rotating.

Dai Huabin watched Wang Dong'er opposite him, knowing exactly what would happen next.

She was about to charge her attack.

Fifteen seconds.

"Dai Huabin." Wang Dong'er's voice carried across clearly.

"I gave this move a name."

She closed her eyes and raised her arms, pressing them against the forewings behind her.

The golden patterns on her butterfly wings began to shine. Rings of golden radiance emerged from the wings' surface, growing faster and faster.

"It's called Butterfly Goddess Moon Blade."

Dai Huabin did not waste any time.

White light flashed over his body as his first and third Soul Rings lit up simultaneously.

The White Tiger Protection Barrier covered him, followed immediately by the explosive activation of his third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation.

His body rapidly swelled, muscle contours bulging beneath his uniform as faint tiger stripes emerged over his skin.

Every strand of his golden hair stood on end, while the blue gleam in his eyes intensified several times over.

All attributes increased by one hundred percent.

On the elevated platform, Xuan Zi straightened slightly in his seat.

The Soul Power fluctuations of the two rose simultaneously, colliding and spreading through the arena at a nearly unreasonable speed.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

On Wang Dong'er's butterfly wings, the golden patterns began converging from the edges toward the center.

The patterns seemed to come alive, flowing along the veins of her wings before gathering into a blinding mass of golden light at the tips of her forewings.

Five seconds.

Six seconds.

Dai Huabin mobilized every last thread of Soul Power in his body.

With the enhancement of White Tiger Vajra Transformation, the total amount of his Soul Power had nearly doubled.

All of that power surged toward his throat, gathering, compressing, then compressing again.

He could feel his throat burning.

His second Soul Ring lit up.

White Tiger Intense Light Wave.

But Dai Huabin did not release it immediately.

He was waiting. He was charging as well!

Waiting for the instant the fifteen-second countdown ended.

Eight seconds.

Nine seconds.

The air around the arena began to distort. Two completely different Soul Power fluctuations—one blazing white, the other gold-blue—madly squeezed and collided across the twenty-meter distance.

Several students in the front rows of the stands went pale beneath the pressure and unconsciously stepped back.

Ten seconds.

Eleven seconds.

Wang Dong'er's butterfly wings turned completely golden.

It was no longer golden patterns decorating blue wings. The entire pair of wings had become pure, resplendent gold.

Her body began to rise from the ground.

Under everyone's gaze, Wang Dong'er slowly ascended, like a golden butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

Thirteen seconds.

Fourteen seconds.

Dai Huabin's throat was already filled with energy.

The Soul Power, doubled by White Tiger Vajra Transformation, had been compressed entirely into a single point, waiting only for the final moment to burst forth.

His chest vibrated violently.

Fifteen!

Wang Dong'er's eyes snapped open.

A pillar of golden light shot into the sky behind her. At its highest point, it curved and condensed into an enormous crescent-shaped blade of light.

The blade was a full three meters long, its golden edge seeming almost capable of splitting the air in half.

"Butterfly Goddess Moon Blade!"