Unleashing the Ultimate Move (On Shelves for Fun)

The afternoon matches of the Class Promotion Tournament continued.

The match between Class Two and Class Three had just ended, and the atmosphere in the arena tightened once more.

Everyone's eyes focused on Class Four and Class Five, who were about to take the stage.

The competitors from both sides stepped onto the platform in order. The four members of Class Four lined up in a row, each of them tense, their eyes filled with a stubborn refusal to lose.

They had been holding this breath for a long time. Ever since they heard that Class Five had crushed Class One's substitute team, all of Class Four had been itching to test them personally and shatter the outside world's praise of Class Five.

Gu Yuena stood at the very front, her figure straight, her expression cold.

Her gaze swept faintly over the four people opposite her, without the slightest ripple.

"Are you going to surrender?"

The light, airy sentence instantly enraged all of Class Four.

Class Four's class monitor, Li Ming, stepped forward, his face flushed red, his eyes extremely sharp, without the slightest intention of backing down.

"Absolutely not!"

"Today, all of Class Four is here to see with our own eyes just how strong the two geniuses who can beat Class One so badly really are! Or whether you're just famous for nothing!"

Li Ming's voice was loud and clear, carrying a young man's stubbornness and pride as it rang across the entire competition platform.

"Heh, fine." The corner of Gu Yuena's lips curved into a faint hint of disdain, her tone so light it was almost mocking.

"Since you're so determined, I'll give you a chance. Three moves. If you can take three moves from me without losing, then this match counts as your win."

As soon as she said that, the entire audience burst into an uproar.

All the students below the stage instantly exploded into discussion.

Three moves?

The ace class monitor of Class Four, and she was declaring she only needed three moves to deal with him? Wasn't that far too arrogant?

Li Ming's blood surged through his body, anger and unwillingness rising in his heart.

Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

He considered himself firmly among the top of the grade, an eighteenth-rank assault-type Spirit Master.

With his rare earth-type tool martial soul, he could hold out for a while even against the strong students of Class One. How could he possibly fail to withstand a mere three moves?

"Fine! I'd like to see what gives you the right to be so cocky!"

Li Ming gave a low shout and no longer hesitated. His martial soul instantly possessed him.

A dark, ancient-looking hoe floated above his palm. A bright yellow century soul ring rose from beneath his feet, and his soul power spread out steadily. Heavy, stable earth-type soul power surged toward them.

Soft discussions instantly rose from below the stage.

"It's actually a tool martial soul hoe? Earth-type tool martial souls are really rare!"

"No wonder he's Class Four's class monitor. His martial soul and soul skills really do have something unique about them!"

Xie Xie stood to the side and was amused by what he saw. He immediately opened his mouth to tease him.

"Hey, class monitor, is that martial soul of yours here as a joke? This is a Spirit Master competition platform. There's no land here for you to plow and farm! Fighting with a hoe is way too ridiculous!"

Li Ming's face darkened even further, rage churning inside him, but he had no time to bicker with Xie Xie. He stared fixedly at Gu Yuena ahead, soul power gathering throughout his body, ready to erupt.

"Enough nonsense. Let's finish this quickly."

Gu Yuena couldn't be bothered to waste time.

Silver light suddenly flashed in her palm, and a long, cold Silver Dragon Spear instantly took shape.

Light flowed along the spear's shaft, carrying an innate, domineering pressure of destruction.

She stepped forward, her figure abruptly shooting out, so fast that only an afterimage remained as she charged straight at Li Ming.

"First soul skill, Earth Collapse!"

Li Ming did not dare to be careless and drove his soul skill with all his strength.

The ground beneath his feet trembled violently, and countless sharp, pointed earth spikes broke through the surface.

They spread densely across the space in front of him, stabbing fiercely toward the incoming Gu Yuena.

The earth spikes were hard and heavy, with tremendous impact force. This was the defensive counterattack soul skill he was best at.

Gu Yuena's expression did not change. Her figure moved lightly, her steps shifting beneath her.

She precisely avoided every attack from the earth spikes. Not a single spike could touch the corner of her clothes.

Her heart remained completely undisturbed. A low-level soul skill like this had obvious flaws in speed, force, and execution alike. In her eyes, it was no different from an empty display.

"An earth-type tool martial soul. It's somewhat interesting, but unfortunately, it's too weak."

The faint assessment fell, and the spear in Gu Yuena's hand suddenly thrust forward, its fierce wind slicing through the air.

Li Ming's pupils abruptly contracted. He hurriedly raised the hoe in his hands to block with all his might, the muscles in his arms tightening as he poured all his soul power into resisting this spear.

Clang!

An ear-piercing clash of metal exploded.

A tremendous force traveled through the hoe and into his entire body in an instant.

Li Ming only felt a terrifying strength come crushing down on him. His arms went numb at once, the webbing between his thumb and forefinger split open in sharp pain, and he nearly lost his grip on his martial soul.

The next second, the dark hoe in his hands was sent flying by a single spear strike. It slipped from his grasp, shot out, and smashed heavily into the corner of the competition stage.

Not good! Li Ming was shocked to his core, his face filled with horror.

The gap! This was the gap of absolute strength!

The block he had used with all his might was actually so fragile in her hands!

Just then, the agility-attack Spirit Master from Class Four saw that things were going badly and immediately moved up to support him.

"First Soul Skill, Wind Gale Claw!"

His martial soul possessed his body, and his speed suddenly surged. Sharp wind blades covered his fingertips as his figure darted out nimbly, trying to ambush and restrain Gu Yuena to buy his class monitor time to catch his breath.

"You want to support him? No way!"

Tang Wulin had long been prepared. With a low shout, Blue Silver Grass instantly spread out.

Emerald vines rapidly extended and precisely wrapped around the agility-attack Spirit Master's legs, locking him firmly to the ground and leaving him unable to move even half a step.

Tang Wulin quietly steadied himself. The extra training over the past few days really had worked.

His control over Blue Silver Grass was becoming steadier and steadier. Coordinating with his teammates to restrain opponents was no longer difficult.

"Zhao Er! Hurry and boost my soul power!"

Li Ming cut a sorry figure as he steadied himself and barely stood upright, hurriedly shouting toward the food-type support Spirit Master behind him.

At this moment, his soul power was in turmoil and his mind was panicked. He urgently needed support to stabilize his condition.

But he had no chance to catch his breath at all.

Gu Yuena's second move had already come down.

Her spear swept horizontally, its force fierce and domineering, crushing toward him with a faint dragon's might.

Li Ming had no time to react. His chest was struck heavily by the spear wind.

"Pfft!"

He gave a muffled groan, his center of gravity completely thrown off. His body flew into the air, and he was kicked straight off the competition stage, crashing hard to the ground and completely losing the ability to keep fighting.

Only two moves.

Class Four's strongest class monitor had been defeated outright.

"Captain Li!"

The support Spirit Master Zhao Er instantly panicked, his mind thrown into chaos. He subconsciously wanted to rush forward, completely forgetting that he was still in a match.

It was precisely that instant of weakness.

Xie Xie's eyes flashed. Seizing the perfect opportunity, his figure turned into a golden afterimage and instantly rushed behind Zhao Er, already locking down the battle.

At the critical moment, Class Four's remaining assault-type twin-blade Spirit Master suddenly made his move. Two cold flashes flew from his hands as the twin blades cut through the air, shooting straight toward Xie Xie's back in an attempt to force him back and relieve the pressure.

Xie Xie's heart tightened. Not daring to take them head-on, he hurriedly rolled to the side and narrowly avoided the flying twin blades, a thin layer of cold sweat breaking out across his back.

The twin-blade Spirit Master quickly stepped forward, his gaze icy as he stared fixedly at everyone on the stage, trying to uphold Class Four's last shred of dignity.

Off the stage, Li Ming, who had climbed back up, looked at Gu Yuena, who had crushed the entire field, with a complicated expression, now utterly convinced.

He finally understood that her arrogance had never been bluster. It was the confidence born of absolute strength.

"You're really strong too. Your reputation is well deserved," Li Ming said sincerely.

On the competition stage, Fang Yuan, who had been quietly watching from the side, raised his eyes slightly, his heart utterly calm.

He had slept too late last night, then woken up early this morning to compete. Now drowsiness surged through him, and he had long since lost the patience to keep watching the show.

He directly used his spiritual power and quietly transmitted his voice to Gu Yuena:

"Mom, I didn't sleep well today. I don't want a drawn-out fight. Let's end the Class Promotion Tournament early. I want to eat honey cream cake."

Hearing this, Gu Yuena helplessly transmitted back to him:

"No. You ate too many sweets yesterday. If you eat more, you'll get fat, and you won't look good if you get fat."

"Ah... no sweets."

A wave of disappointment instantly rose in Fang Yuan's heart, and his little face drooped slightly.

His hopeful anticipation had fallen through, and that tiny bit of gloom directly turned into motivation.

Since she would not let him eat cake, then he would just finish the match faster and go home earlier!

All of his gloom transformed completely into fighting spirit.

He no longer watched lazily from the sidelines. His fingertips twitched, and he twisted Little Broken Watch on his wrist.

Black light flashed, and the towering, massive phantom of the Titan Giant Ape instantly enveloped him. Heavy, tyrannical Earth Power boomed outward.

The Titan Giant Ape martial soul possessed him!

Vast soul power shook the arena, and the heavy pressure of the earth swept in every direction.

"Earth Power!"

Fang Yuan gave a low shout, and the ground beneath his feet trembled madly.

Dozens of thick, sharp stone spikes erupted from the ground all at once, densely packed as they covered more than half the competition platform. The range was enormous—there was nowhere to dodge!

He held nothing back, venting every last bit of frustration in his heart. His soul power was fully unleashed, and the coverage of his move was pushed to the limit.

The remaining three Class Four members on the stage instantly turned deathly pale, completely thrown into panic.

They had already expected something like this.

But they still had not imagined that this Titan Giant Ape's skill would be this underhanded.

"Wait! Don't attack!"

Xie Xie was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, shouting, "Little brother Fang Yuan, take it easy! I almost got caught in that!"

The three Class Four members went rigid, suppressed by Earth Power until they could not move at all, their hearts sinking into complete despair.

Their class monitor had been defeated in two moves, and now all of them were locked down by a wide-range soul skill. They had no chance of winning whatsoever. If they kept fighting, they would only get hurt for nothing.

The Class Four homeroom teacher's face turned deathly pale. Unable to sit still any longer, he shot to his feet and shouted loudly:

"We surrender! Class Four admits defeat!"

The moment his words fell, the entire venue went silent for an instant.

On the rostrum, Director Long immediately raised his hand and announced loudly:

"This match goes to Class Five! They have successfully advanced to the finals!"

Thunderous cheers erupted from below the stage at once. Everyone in Class Five was both shocked and delighted, their morale soaring.

After the match ended, according to the competition format, the Class Three team that had lost this round was supposed to compete against the victorious Class Five for the final challenge rights.

But after seeing Class Five's terrifying, overwhelming strength just now, the Class Three homeroom teacher had already lost all confidence.

Fang Yuan and Gu Yuena's combat strength was simply not something ordinary first-year students could contend with. Going up to fight them would be pure humiliation.

Before the Class Three members could even take the stage, the Class Three homeroom teacher helplessly raised his hand and forfeited.

"Class Three gives up the contest and voluntarily admits defeat!"