On the arena, fierce winds howled. Two azure wind blades tore through the air, shrieking as they shot toward Lin Fan.
The audience held its breath. Bibi Dong's heart leaped into her throat, her fingers clutching her skirt so tightly that she even forgot to breathe.
"Senior Brother..."
She had witnessed the might of Lin Fan's thunder yesterday, but this time his opponent was Lu Feng, a level-27 Soul Grandmaster. The speed and power of those wind blades far surpassed Chen Pi's from the day before.
Lin Fan's gaze was razor-sharp. In his palm, seven purple-black Star Seeds rapidly traced out a pattern. One second, two seconds.
Those two seconds were the greatest difference between him and ordinary Soul Masters.
The wind blades were already upon him. Their biting gusts stung his cheeks.
Lin Fan pushed off hard, his figure darting sideways like a startled swan. At the same time, he focused his will to the utmost, and at the last moment, the Star Orbit burst into shape!
The Star Orbit formed!
Magic appeared!
"Thunder Seal—Wild Whip!"
Purple-black lightning exploded with a roar. More than a dozen wild lightning whips surged from his palm, like enraged thunder dragons soaring through the air, and smashed the two incoming wind blades to pieces!
Lightning clashed with the force of the wind, unleashing a deafening boom. The Soul Power barrier around the arena shuddered violently, ripples of energy spraying in every direction.
The thunder dragons had yet to fade completely. The two that had just collided with the wind blades were only two of them.
The remaining dragons, wrapped in the lightning's peerless might, charged toward Lu Feng.
"How is that possible?!"
Lu Feng's smile froze on his face, his eyes wide with shock.
He had given Lin Fan only a second to react. Not only had his opponent dodged the wind blades, he had completed his casting and smashed Lu Feng's Soul Skill apart with lightning?
Lu Feng's expression changed dramatically. He hurriedly twisted aside, but the lightning still struck his wings, scorching half of one in an instant. The pain drew a muffled groan from him.
The agony in his wing sent Lu Feng plunging from the sky.
"Thunder Seal—Reckless Mark!"
Just then, Lin Fan had already finished drawing a second Star Orbit.
Lin Fan raised his left hand high. Lightning surged in his palm, and he simply pointed forward.
The next moment, lightning burst free from Lin Fan's hand like a python, hissing as it lunged to bite Lu Feng, who had just hit the ground.
Lu Feng had only just landed when the enormous lightning serpent wrapped around him with a roar.
Purple-black lightning burst apart, coursing wildly along his wings and bones.
Agony and numbness struck at once. His muscles spasmed violently, his wings instantly charred and curled. It was as if all strength had been drained from him; he crashed straight down and could no longer summon the strength to stand.
Struck by this lightning, Lu Feng had no chance of getting back up.
Though Lin Fan was only a level-13 Soul Master, his Thunder Seal—Wild Whip came with a 33% boost to all attributes! Its power was no weaker than a thousand-year Soul Skill, and might even be a little stronger.
Lin Fan looked toward the referee and nodded.
The referee snapped out of his shock and announced, still looking incredulous, "The winner of this match is Lin Fan!"
Lin Fan smiled faintly and jumped off the arena.
When he saw the number that had appeared above the audience stands, delight spread across his face.
If practical combat lessons were going to be like this from now on, he'd be more than happy to keep fighting here!
"Positive emotions from Bibi Dong +999"
"Positive emotions from Li Yidian +999"
"Positive emotions from Huo Yiyi +999"
Looking at the system panel before him, Lin Fan beamed and sat down beside Bibi Dong.
Like a starstruck fangirl, Bibi Dong grabbed Lin Fan's hand as soon as he sat down, excitement written all over her face. "Senior Brother, you were amazing just now!"
"You defeated a level-27 Lu Feng in one move!"
"Your Soul Skill is so powerful!"
At that, Lin Fan smiled faintly. "The Thunder Seal Soul Skill I released is at most comparable to their second Soul Skill. But with the boost from my First Soul Ring, its power is almost on par with a thousand-year Soul Skill."
"Senior Brother is amazing!" Bibi Dong gazed at Lin Fan with lovestruck adoration, her eyes brimming with joy.
Lin Fan noticed the change in the looks around him and smiled faintly.
After a single battle, he'd gained nearly a million emotion points!
From then on, far fewer people dared to challenge Lin Fan.
They had all seen his strength with their own eyes. Even some Soul Grandmasters couldn't compare.
Perhaps only the stronger sixth-year students stood a chance of beating Lin Fan.
In the audience stands of Class One, Sixth Year
A burly student with a scarred face watched Lin Fan, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
Throughout the battle just now, he had kept a close eye on Lin Fan's every move.
"Second, go test this Lin Fan." The scar-faced student spoke, patting a tall young man sitting beside him.
The young man was slender, sitting ramrod straight in his seat like a lone bamboo swaying in the wind.
"Boss, that bizarre Soul Skill of Lin Fan's would knock even me down if it hit me!" the tall young man said with a wry smile.
"Of course I know that." The scar-faced student gave a chuckle, then leaned close to the tall young man's ear and whispered, "Lin Fan's first Soul Skill should be a boosting type."
"As for that lightning Soul Skill of his, I don't know how he pulls it off, but you must have noticed that he needs time to build it up."
"Boss, you mean if I'm fast enough, he's just an ordinary Soul Master?" The tall student's eyes lit up.
The scar-faced student nodded. "That's right. And you're an agility-attack type. As long as you kill him with one strike, Lin Fan will pose almost no threat to you."
"Just be careful of what he does with his hands!"
"Got it, Boss! I'll go knock him down a peg." The tall student chuckled and headed toward the viewing stands for Class One, Fourth Year.
"Senior Brother, no one dares challenge you anymore," Bibi Dong said with a chuckle, glancing at the looks around them.
Lin Fan ruffled Bibi Dong's hair and smiled. "And they don't dare challenge you, either, do they?"
"Of course not!" Bibi Dong lifted her chin proudly and swept her gaze around as if daring anyone to challenge her.
As she looked around, she saw a tall young man approaching with a "kind" smile on his face.
Bibi Dong instinctively sensed that something bad was about to happen.
Sure enough, the tall young man spoke the next moment. "Junior Lin Fan, I'm Gao Feng, a student in Class One, Sixth Year. Would you accept my challenge?"
Lin Fan stood up, but before Gao Feng could say another word, the practical combat instructor said, "Lin Fan, Gao Feng is an agility-attack type, which puts you at a serious disadvantage. There's really no need for you to fight this match."
At that, Lin Fan paused briefly, but still smiled. "Thank you for the warning, Teacher, but I've decided to accept this match."
"All right. I hope you can work another miracle." The practical combat instructor sighed. He knew there was no point trying to talk Lin Fan out of it.
Only by experiencing the taste of defeat for himself could Lin Fan truly understand the difference in their abilities.
He believed Lin Fan had won his first match only because he had caught his opponent off guard with information they didn't have.
And Gao Feng had clearly come prepared!
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