One Move to Subdue the Enemy, the Powerful Thunder Seal

On the arena, a fierce wind whistled. Two cyan wind blades, sharp as razors slicing through the air, shrieked as they instantly bore down on Lin Fan.

The audience held their breath. Bibi Dong's heart leaped into her throat; she gripped her skirt so tightly her knuckles turned white, forgetting even to breathe.

"Senior Brother..."

She had witnessed the might of Lin Fan's thunder yesterday with her own eyes, but he was now facing Lu Feng, a level 27 Soul Grand Master. The speed and power of these wind blades were far beyond anything Chen Pi could have mustered yesterday.

Lin Fan's gaze was razor-sharp. Seven purple-black Star Seeds were rapidly tracing their trajectories in his palm. One second, two seconds.

These two seconds were the greatest gap between him and an ordinary soul master.

The wind blades were already upon him, the biting gale stinging his cheeks.

Lin Fan pushed off the ground with a sudden burst of force, his figure darting to the side like a startled swan. At the same time, he channeled his intent to the limit, and the Star Seed trajectory locked into place at the final moment!

Star Orbit complete!

Magic manifested!

"Thunder Seal—Wild Whip!"

Purple-black thunder roared as over a dozen violent, whip-like bolts of lightning surged from his palm. Like enraged thunder dragons taking flight, they instantly shattered the incoming wind blades!

The collision of lightning and wind energy produced a deafening boom. The soul power barrier surrounding the arena trembled violently, sending out countless ripples of energy.

The thunder dragons had not yet fully dissipated; only two had been consumed by the wind blades.

The remaining dragons, cloaked in the peerless, tyrannical power of lightning, surged toward Lu Feng.

"How is this possible!"

Lu Feng's smile froze on his face, his eyes filled with horror.

He had clearly given Lin Fan only one second to react. Not only had the boy dodged the wind blades, but he had also managed to complete his spellcasting and shatter his soul skill with lightning?

Lu Feng's expression shifted drastically. He dodged sideways in a panic, but the lightning still struck his wings, instantly scorching half of them. A sharp, agonizing pain forced a muffled groan from his throat.

The searing pain in his wings caused Lu Feng to plummet from the sky.

"Thunder Seal—Reckless Mark!"

At that very moment, the second Star Orbit Lin Fan had been tracing was complete.

Lin Fan held his left hand high, the power of thunder surging within it, and pointed forward with a simple gesture.

The next moment, the lightning transformed into a python, tearing free from his hand and lunging toward the newly landed Lu Feng with a hiss.

Lu Feng had barely touched the ground when the giant lightning python coiled around him.

Purple-black lightning exploded, coursing wildly along his wings and sinews.

Agony and paralysis struck simultaneously. His muscles spasmed, his wings instantly charred and curled, and his strength seemed to be drained away. He collapsed, unable to muster the energy to stand again.

Having been struck by this thunder, Lu Feng had effectively lost any chance of rising again.

Although Lin Fan was only a level 13 soul master, his Thunder Seal—Wild Whip possessed a 33% all-around amplification! Its power was no less than a thousand-year soul skill, perhaps even slightly stronger.

Lin Fan looked at the referee and nodded.

The referee snapped out of his shock, his face etched with disbelief as he announced, "This match, Lin Fan wins!"

Lin Fan smiled faintly and leaped off the arena.

He looked at the numbers appearing on the audience display, his face filled with joy.

If all future practical combat classes were like this, he would be more than happy to stay here and fight!

"Positive emotion value from Bibi Dong +999"

"Positive emotion value from Li Yidian +999"

"Positive emotion value from Huo Yiyi +999"

Looking at the system panel before him, Lin Fan beamed and walked over to sit beside Bibi Dong.

Like a little fan, Bibi Dong grabbed Lin Fan's hand the moment he sat down, saying excitedly, "Senior Brother, you were so amazing just now!"

"You actually defeated a level 27 Lu Feng in a single move!"

"That soul skill of yours is truly too strong!"

Hearing this, Lin Fan smiled slightly. "The Thunder Seal soul skill I release is at most equivalent to their second soul skill in power, but with the amplification of my first soul ring, its might is comparable to a thousand-year soul skill."

"Senior Brother is truly incredible!" Bibi Dong gazed at Lin Fan with a lovestruck expression, her eyes brimming with delight.

Lin Fan felt the shift in the gazes around him and smiled.

In just one battle, he had harvested nearly a million in emotion value!

From then on, the number of people wanting to challenge Lin Fan dwindled significantly.

Because they had all seen with their own eyes that Lin Fan's strength was something even some Soul Grand Masters could not match.

Perhaps only the more powerful sixth-year students had any hope of achieving victory against him.

In the audience section for Grade 6, Class 1.

A burly student with a scarred face stared at Lin Fan, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

Throughout the previous battle, he had kept a close watch on Lin Fan's every move.

"Second, go and test this Lin Fan," the scarred student said, patting a tall man sitting beside him.

The man had a slender build, sitting upright like a solitary bamboo in the wind.

"Boss, that strange soul skill of Lin Fan's—even I would go down if I got hit by it!" the tall man replied with a wry smile.

"I know that, of course." The scarred student chuckled, then whispered into the tall man's ear, "Lin Fan's first soul skill must be an augmentation type."

"As for his lightning soul skill, although I don't know how he manages it, you must have noticed that he needs time to build it up."

"Boss, are you saying that as long as I'm fast enough, he's just an ordinary soul master?" The tall student's eyes lit up.

Hearing this, the scarred student nodded. "Exactly. And since you are an agility-attack type, as long as you land a one-hit kill, Lin Fan poses almost no threat to you."

"Just be sure to watch his hands!"

"Got it, Boss! I'll go take him down a peg." The tall student grinned and walked toward the spectator area of Class 1, Grade 4.

"Senior Brother, it seems they're all too afraid to challenge you now." Bibi Dong looked at the surrounding gazes and giggled.

Lin Fan ruffled Bibi Dong's hair and laughed, "They aren't daring to challenge you either, are they?"

"That goes without saying!" Bibi Dong lifted her head proudly, scanning the surroundings as if daring anyone to challenge her.

Just as she looked, she saw a tall man walking over with a "kind" smile on his face.

Subconsciously, Bibi Dong felt that something bad was about to happen.

Sure enough, the next moment she heard the tall man speak, "Junior Brother Lin Fan, this humble one is Gao Feng, a student of Class 1, Grade 6. I wonder if you would accept my challenge?"

Lin Fan stood up, but before Gao Feng could say anything more, the combat instructor interjected, "Lin Fan, Gao Feng is an agility-attack type; this is very disadvantageous for you. It would be better if this battle did not take place."

Hearing this, Lin Fan paused for a moment, but still smiled, "Teacher, thank you for the reminder, but I intend to accept this challenge regardless."

"Very well. I hope you can create another miracle." The combat instructor sighed, knowing that further dissuasion would be useless.

Only when Lin Fan experienced the taste of failure for himself would he recognize the gap between them.

Because in his view, Lin Fan had clearly won the first match by exploiting an information gap.

And this Gao Feng was clearly prepared!