Gu Yue stood up abruptly, slamming both palms onto the tabletop.
Earth elements surged from her palms, spreading to every corner of the arena. The entire arena trembled violently, as if a powerful soul skill were about to be unleashed.
Gravel rose, the rock strata fractured, and a massive rock spike erupted from the ground beneath Xiao Mu's feet, carrying tons of earth elements as it pierced straight toward the heavens.
At this moment, the earth shook and the mountains swayed.
The surface of the rock spike was covered in thick earthen armor, with light elements compressed within.
This was Gu Yue's final trump card.
Xiao Mu did not dodge; he merely raised his right hand, his palm blocking the attack.
The moment the rock spike touched his force field, its kinetic energy was frantically drained away. Its speed plummeted, as if it had crashed into a mass of intangible cotton.
Thermal energy, potential energy, kinetic energy—all forms of energy were converted, flowing into his body through his palm to be stored.
The rock spike stopped three inches in front of him, finally disintegrating into a cloud of stone dust that drifted away.
Xiao Mu took a step back, but only one step.
"Is this the extent of your full strength?"
Gu Yue collapsed to her knees, her soul power exhausted. She lacked even the strength to lift her hands, and sweat dripped down along her hair.
Shock filled her eyes. She had exhausted all her two-ring methods; even if there was a gap in soul power, it shouldn't have been enough that she couldn't even leave a single scratch.
On the other side of the arena, Tang Wulin witnessed this scene.
He did not hesitate. Blue Silver Grass surged from his palm, wrapping around Xie Xie's waist to pull him over, then swinging him around to hurl him toward Xiao Mu.
"Xie Xie! It's up to you!"
Mid-air, Xie Xie drew his Shadow Dragon Dagger and Light Dragon Dagger simultaneously. The twin blades crossed, transforming into a spinning edge.
"Twin Dragon Storm."
The twin blades tore through the air, aiming straight for Xiao Mu's back.
After absorbing the kinetic energy, Xiao Mu's force field grabbed Xie Xie directly in mid-air and flung him away.
"Huh? This move is way too underhanded!"
Xie Xie was completely unable to control his body in the air, crashing heavily onto the ground outside the arena.
"If this is underhanded, you haven't seen truly underhanded yet." Xiao Mu looked at Gu Yue. This girl possessed space-type abilities; how could she call him underhanded?
Her inability to play well was a different matter from whether space-type abilities were underhanded.
Therefore, my abilities are quite upright.
The moment Xie Xie was thrown away, Tang Wulin rushed directly in front of him.
Golden light erupted from his right hand. He leaped high, his claw edge tearing through the air, and with the ferocity of the Golden Dragon King bloodline, he struck down toward Xiao Mu's head.
Seeing this, Xiao Mu found it somewhat interesting.
He raised his hand, meeting the strike with a single palm. The Golden Dragon Claw collided with his palm, emitting a dull boom.
Tang Wulin's eyes widened in surprise; he felt his fist sinking into a quagmire, all his power being stripped away, absorbed, and dissipated layer by layer.
The shattering effect of his strike failed due to the special power in Xiao Mu's hand, and the ferocity of the Golden Dragon King bloodline was dismantled into nothingness by an invisible force.
Xiao Mu frowned slightly. This power was weaker than he had imagined; it was soft and powerless.
Could it be because he had only unlocked the first seal?
Tang Wulin was shaken back, the light on his Golden Dragon Claw dimming slightly.
"Is this your power?" Xiao Mu withdrew his hand, feeling that the power he had accumulated was sufficient; it was time to try releasing it all at once.
Tang Wulin landed, his right arm numb and his Golden Dragon Claw trembling. His physical stamina had been consumed at an alarming rate in that instant, and he knew he couldn't hold on much longer.
Xiao Mu had already decided to end this battle. He raised his right hand toward the void and threw a punch.
That punch was devoid of any flair; it wasn't even aimed at anyone. But wherever the fist's edge passed, the air was instantly compressed to the limit, followed by a thunderous explosion.
All the energy absorbed previously—Gu Yue's light blades, the potential energy of the rock spike, and the kinetic energy of Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Claw—poured out in this single punch.
The sonic boom tore at eardrums like a thunderclap, and a visible white shockwave surged in all directions with Xiao Mu at its center.
Gale winds swept through.
Gu Yue only had time to raise a rock wall, but it was swallowed by that power in an instant.
She was sent flying, crashing heavily outside the competition arena.
Tang Wulin tried to rely on his physical strength to endure, but his legs could not stand firm in the gale.
The shockwave slammed into him like a heavy hammer, blowing him into the air. He tumbled, trying to grab onto something, but the Blue Silver Grass was torn to shreds by the wind the moment it emerged.
He fell beside Gu Yue, his Golden Dragon Claw already dissipated, returning to its original state.
He had clearly passed out.
Xiao Mu withdrew his fist and looked at his palm; the accumulated power had been completely released.
"As expected, accumulating power is slightly more effective than a direct counter-attack."
He thought of counter-attacks and suddenly realized something: force is reciprocal. Could he trigger a counter-attack or accumulate power while striking someone else?
Na'er walked over from the other side, the Silver Dragon Spear hanging by her side. Her gaze swept over the two people lying on the ground without lingering.
Long Hengxu's whistle sounded exceptionally sharp amidst the howling wind.
"Class Five, Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, eliminated!"
Cheers erupted outside the arena. Ye Yingluo looked at Wu Zhangkong with a proud expression.
"My students are still the stronger ones."
Seeing that the match had ended, Long Hengxu continued, "The match is over, everyone disperse. The dean has something to announce in a few days."
He looked at Wu Zhangkong and said, "Teacher Wu, come with me. The dean wants to see you."
Xiao Mu and Na'er no longer lingered, leaving with Wei Xiaofeng, Wang Jinxi, and Zhang Yangzi, who had been eliminated first.
Along the way, Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi began to tease Wei Xiaofeng for being the first one eliminated.
Meanwhile, in the dean's office.
Yu Zhen spoke to Wu Zhangkong about his ambition: he wanted to shine brilliantly at the next Sky Sea Alliance Grand Competition.
This was all for the sake of the academy's enrollment rate.
Listening to this astonishing plan, Wu Zhangkong put forward one request: to include Tang Wulin.
Yu Zhen hesitated for a moment, but upon hearing that Tang Wulin possessed a Golden Dragon Claw similar to a Body Martial Soul, he ultimately chose to agree.
If it were a twin martial soul, that would be a top-tier genius.
The next morning, Xiao Mu timed it perfectly, bringing Na'er to the playground to wait—no, to watch the drama.
Xiao Mu really wanted to see what Tang Wulin's senior sister looked like.
Soon, that girl appeared in his field of vision.
She was a slender young girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old. A red and white sports jacket made her figure appear even more upright. A white T-shirt paired with dark gray shorts looked crisp, and black stockings wrapped around her straight, slender legs, making her skin appear even fairer.
Her light brown hair was loosely tied into a ponytail, with a few stray strands hanging over her forehead, dyed with a layer of warm light by the morning sun.
Her features were exquisite, and her blue eyes were like lakes filled with sunlight. When she ran, her steps were so light they seemed weightless; even the falling cherry blossoms swirled around her figure, leaving Tang Wulin, who was behind her, momentarily dazed.
Na'er's gaze turned toward the mature-looking girl, and she couldn't help but look down at herself. Did Xiao Mu like this type?
She looked at Xiao Mu again and found that he had already withdrawn his gaze, turning around to say, "Let's go to the classroom. I heard the dean is announcing the rewards for the first-grade champions today."
"Ah?" Na'er was puzzled. They were just leaving like that?
Xiao Mu didn't have any feelings for Ouyang Zixin; instead, he recalled some unpleasant memories.
A memory surfaced in his mind: every boy has a senior sister in his heart who leaves a deep impression.
The three holy lands of romance are...
He shook his head, dispelling the memory. What a truly unpleasant memory.
The two had just reached the classroom when they heard the academy's notification: all first-grade classes were to hold a grade meeting on the playground.
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