As time passed, Shi Nuo, who had been so relaxed and carefree, began to furrow his brow.
By rights, if his opponent had given up on winning and was attacking just to vent, she should have realized by now that she couldn't break through his defenses. So why was she still attacking?
He spread his mental power over himself. The moment he checked, he was shocked.
The Rock Defense over his back had already developed a tiny crack. Her attacks were on the verge of breaking through his defenses.
He hurriedly turned around. Just as Si Min launched her next attack, the Iai Barrier flared into existence.
Her claw strike was deflected.
"Damn it. I was so close."
Si Min rose back into the air, regret plain on her face. A bead of cold sweat slid down Shi Nuo's temple. He really couldn't afford to let his guard down for even a moment.
As Shi Nuo braced himself for another attack, Si Min sighed softly. Then she landed on the arena and signaled to her teacher that she was giving up.
The nonstop barrage of attacks had taken a heavy toll on her. She no longer had enough Soul Power left to keep up her strategy of wearing down a stone with water.
The teacher nodded, then announced Shi Nuo's victory.
Cheers from the younger students rose and fell below the stage, while the sixth-year students left in silence, feeling as though they wouldn't be able to hold their heads up for the entire final year of their junior academy careers.
Si Min gave Shi Nuo a long look, then turned and left, ceding the stage to the victor.
The principal stepped forward with a kindly smile and handed Shi Nuo the prize for winning the tournament.
The Soul Tool