Promotion Match, Final Chapter

"Oh, what big words!"

Xie Xie almost laughed. The Light Dragon Dagger appeared in his hand as he stared straight at Class Two's students. "Get one thing straight—you're the challengers!"

Gu Yue did not join in the provocation. She first glanced at the other side and noticed that besides the boy who had spoken, two other boys stood beside him.

One of them was rather thin, and she could sense the aura of dragons and darkness from him.

"Dragon and darkness? And judging by how close those two are... could they have a martial soul fusion skill?"

Xie Xie was still arguing with the boy leading the other side when Wu Zhangkong, standing on the platform, could no longer stand it. "Return to your positions and prepare to begin."

Only after those words did the two who had been bickering separate and return to their respective starting points. Both sides then introduced themselves.

"I'm Wei Xiaofeng, nine years old, a two-ring Great Soul Master!" After saying that, he smugly looked at Xie Xie across from him.

Xie Xie gave him a sideways glance. "My name is Xie Xie, nine years old, a two-ring Great Soul Master!"

The others also announced their names. Notably, Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi on the opposing side were also two-ring Soul Masters.

"Looks like we have the advantage!" Wei Xiaofeng had just been about to throw out a few taunts when the referee blew the starting whistle.

Beep—

Tang Wulin struck first. Vast power carried the sound of rushing wind as a tough vine lashed toward them.

Wings spread behind Zhang Yangzi's back, and he abruptly dodged the fierce blow.

Bone claws appeared on Wang Jinxi's hands. He raised his arms to block, only to discover that the force was astonishingly great. Even he could not hold steady, and the strike sent him staggering backward.

As for Wei Xiaofeng?

He had long since used his agile footwork to circle around the incoming vine and close in on them.

But how could his movements escape Gu Yue, whose spiritual power was exceptional?

Several instant fireballs directly blocked his retreat, followed by an ice spike hurtling straight at his face.

Wei Xiaofeng inwardly cried out in alarm. At that critical moment, Zhang Yangzi's support arrived.

With a flap of his wings, Zhang Yangzi's speed abruptly increased. He rescued Wei Xiaofeng just before the ice spike could strike him.

"Something's wrong. Why does it feel like we're the ones getting pushed around?"

Wei Xiaofeng recalled that narrow escape. If Zhang Yangzi had not saved him, a fragile agility-attack Soul Master like him would likely have suffered badly.

"What should we do?"

Zhang Yangzi was somewhat anxious. The three of them had always centered their combat style around speed and control, but in the current situation, no amount of speed was useful.

As for control?

Could they even control the people on the other side?

Moreover, the other side gave them no chance to catch their breath. Just as they escaped danger, Gu Yue's follow-up attack came.

Several more fireballs pounced toward them like hunting hounds chasing prey, forcing them to dodge in a panic.

Meanwhile, Wang Jinxi was barely holding on against Tang Wulin.

For some reason, whenever his power faced this girl, it inexplicably felt afraid.

It was like a wild dog challenging the fierce tiger that ruled the forest, like a loach trying to cling to a true dragon.

Every time he attacked her, he felt as though he were overstepping his bounds, and his power seemed to gradually slip out of his control.

All he could do was struggle to withstand the powerful force of the girl before him.

At last, he could no longer hold on.

Just as he was about to call for his companions to support him, he realized that under Gu Yue's attacks, which were practically a humanoid artillery battery, his companions had no strength left to come to his aid.

"What kind of joke is this? Are all of Class One monsters?"

Just as Wang Jinxi was about to say something, he suddenly remembered—weren't there three people on the other side?

Where was the last one?

"Right here!"

Xie Xie's dagger abruptly swung up, and a golden blade light slashed fiercely into Wang Jinxi beneath the skeletal phantom.

Attacked from both front and back, Wang Jinxi instinctively wanted to deal with the weaker Xie Xie first. But how could Tang Wulin give him that chance?

Her fist shot out, and immense force struck the skeletal phantom, making him violently spit out a mouthful of blood.

"That's enough, he's out!" The teacher watching nearby hurriedly carried the blood-spitting Wang Jinxi away.

The two remaining on the platform were already drenched in sweat. They had indeed possessed a trump card—the martial soul fusion skill between the two of them.

Now, let alone using the fusion, one of the components needed for it had already been knocked flat. Could the two of them truly endure against these three?

Sure enough, after the three had prioritized taking down the strongest Wang Jinxi, they immediately turned back to support one another, putting enormous pressure on the remaining two.

The two struggled bitterly. Even after using every soul skill they had, it was useless. Their defeat had become inevitable.

With the final fireball descending, they had lost—

"Tch, you were so arrogant when you provoked us. I thought you were really strong, but you're nothing special!"

Wei Xiaofeng, beaten to his knees, weakly looked at Xie Xie, who was squatting beside him and mocking him.

"Even when you're given a chance, you can't make use of it!"

Seeing how miserable he looked, Xie Xie burst into heartfelt laughter.

These guys had dared to mock him and his teammates before the match?

"That's enough, Xie Xie. Don't be like that. There are teachers watching outside..."

Xie Xie also realized that he had gone a little too far, so he helped carry the others down and handed them over to the teacher responsible for treatment.

Class Two's bloody battle to challenge Class One for their position ended there. Class Two had lost miserably; even three for one had failed to take anyone down.

Their teacher was a stern middle-aged man. Though he was already somewhat bald, he still seemed quite dependable. "You three did your best. I just looked over your tactical plan.

At first, your plan was indeed sound. Prioritize taking down their front line.

Then rely on the martial soul fusion skill in the rear to support the cleanup of the remaining two.

What a pity. Forget taking down their front line—you didn't even manage to take down their long-range support Soul Master...

As expected of Class One. You were simply outmatched..."

The three had just had their injuries treated, though traces of their disheveled state remained. They lowered their heads, not daring to look at the teacher before them.

"Train more next time. Go back and rest first."

The three left dejectedly.

The bald middle-aged teacher looked curiously at Wu Zhangkong beside him. "I remember you have another genius student, don't you?

Why aren't you willing to let him take the field?"

A thoughtful look passed through Wu Zhangkong's cold eyes. In the end, he glanced at his colleague. "The school has other arrangements for him."

After that, he said nothing more.

"The East Sea heartthrob is still as stingy with words as ever. I'd like to see what exactly the competition committee has arranged."

The teachers' conversation ended there, while the promotion match continued.

Over roughly three days, Tang Wulin's group of three continuously defeated other teams. The rankings of the other classes changed many times through the position battles.

Only Class One remained unshaken.

"So... have we won?"

Tang Wulin knocked down the last team to challenge them, while Xie Xie wiped his dust-covered face.

"That team was really sneaky. All they did was pile negative effects on their opponents.

But logically, that should have been the last one, right...?"

Gu Yue did not speak. Her eyes remained fixed on Luo Qing, who was sitting in a corner of the platform. "I will defeat you..."

Luo Qing also saw his companions watching him, so he waved back as if in response.

"Yeah... the next opponent should be Big Brother, right?"