Ghost Sword

Arena Eight was a stone forest shaped by karst terrain.

Among the students watching around the arena,

quite a few boys fixed Chen Yanli with heated gazes.

Boys were always visual creatures.

And Chen Yanli had a slender figure and a pretty face.

So the moment she appeared, she felt countless eager eyes upon her.

Chen Yanli was well aware of her own charm.

Feeling everyone's gaze focused on her,

she raised her head slightly, looking exceedingly proud.

Many girls also noticed Chen Yanli.

They were immediately drawn in by her looks.

Chen Yanli launched the first attack.

A pitch-black sword appeared in her hand.

The students beside the arena cried out in alarm.

"Serial Number 36784, the Black Iron Sword Ghost?"

Chen Yanli skillfully raised the Black Iron Sword Ghost. Knowledge of swordsmanship naturally merged into her body, allowing her to use any sword technique at will without needing to think about it.

Though Chen Yanli held a ghost sword, she did not want to hurt Xin Yang, so she changed her thrust into a strike. She only slapped Xin Yang with the flat of the blade.

With one strike, the Black Iron Ghost Sword accurately slapped the outside of Xin Yang's thigh. Just as Chen Yanli thought the outcome had been decided and Xin Yang would collapse,

Xin Yang, standing before her, did not fall. Instead, he looked at her with gratitude.

"Thank you for holding back, miss. Now it's my turn!"

Xin Yang's eyes were full of seriousness.

"Wow, Brother Yang looks so handsome when he's serious."

"I wonder if Brother Yang can bring himself to hit a girl?"

"I suddenly want to cheer for that girl."

"Ah, you traitor! You were just saying you supported Xin Yang."

"Exactly. Isn't Xin Yang handsome?"

"Ladies, I'm a guy!"

A group of girls from Class 76 immediately began chattering as they argued with a boy.

On Arena Eight,

Xin Yang moved.

This time, he did not activate Dream Origin's ghost skill.

He wanted to rely on his own powerful physical abilities

to defeat Chen Yanli.

Every student fighting Xin Yang now was at the first rank of Calamity Ghost.

But Xin Yang's true strength included Little Black Ball at the sixth rank of Calamity Ghost

and the second-rank Calamity Ghost, Dreamsource Ghost.

The level he displayed externally was that of Dreamsource Ghost.

Xin Yang's footwork was strange.

After closing in on Chen Yanli, he grabbed her delicate hand and forcefully flung her away.

Chen Yanli instantly felt an irresistible force surge through her hand.

She felt herself flying.

"Who is that guy? Doesn't he know how to treat a woman gently?"

"That girl held back and didn't stab him. How could he bring himself to do that?"

"This is a competition. Do you think they're playing house?"

Wang Han, who had originally been scanning the grounds with an icy expression, looked around and found no particularly eye-catching prospects. But when he saw Arena Eight, his cold expression eased slightly.

Not bad. The kid had not let him down.

He had actually risen to the second rank of Calamity Ghost in just a month.

Wang Han then spoke to Yuan Dingjiang and the principals beside him.

"Commander, principals, what do you think of that young man in Arena Eight?"

The principals were not the main big shots, so they naturally did not offer much of an evaluation.

They merely kept nodding.

"Not bad..."

Aside from the first two words, the rest was practically empty official talk with little value.

After the principals finished speaking, Yuan Dingjiang fixed his gaze on Xin Yang, who had just stepped down from Arena Eight.

He gave an honest assessment. "It was beyond my expectations that student Xin Yang managed to reach the second rank of Calamity Ghost in just one month."

"I didn't expect him to rely on his curse ability to raise himself to the second rank of Calamity Ghost in only one month. That is very impressive."

"Besides his own talent, it seems he must have encountered some fortuitous opportunity."

Yuan Dingjiang turned to look at Wang Han.

The smile on Wang Han's face was exceedingly smug.

At his stage, personal glory no longer meant much.

What mattered was discovering talent for his school. Once that genius became successful, he would gain prestige as well.

If he discovered talent for his university and that genius achieved something, the discoverer could receive rewards too.

Still, he modestly said, "Seniors, we'll each have to rely on our own abilities to persuade this talent."

Those words were only worth listening to.

Yuan Dingjiang understood the situation perfectly.

With Nether Soul University's wealth behind him, Wang Han surely had all kinds of resources supporting his talent scouting in Wu City.

However,

what needed to be said still had to be said.

Xin Yang's talent truly was excellent.

He had raised himself to the second rank of Calamity Ghost in such a short time.

That was already an exceptionally good achievement.

Most students were still at the first rank of Calamity Ghost.

So, Xin Yang,

you had defeated two opponents with such ease. Between you and Zhang Liang from Huabang City, who was stronger?

As he pondered this, Yuan Dingjiang's gaze settled on Xin Yang once more.

At that moment,

listening to the boos around him, Wang Ziyang's lips curled into a faint smile.

Though he was some distance away from the spectators,

Xin Yang could still feel the mockery directed at him by those male students,

and it irritated him.

He did not understand

why these people still wore such self-righteous expressions.

On a real battlefield, no ghost would care whether you were male or female.

These boys still had not received enough brutal beatings from ghosts.

The younger students watched the large screen.

Though they did not know Xin Yang,

they immediately became curious about him.

There was no joy on Xin Yang's face after his victory.

He gave people the impression that everything had gone exactly as he expected.

As though he knew from the beginning that he would win.

Xin Yang returned to the resting area once more.

He waited for the next round.

Another hour passed.

The screen displayed the matchups for the final round of the day.

Arena Two.

Xin Yang VS Li Zuozhuo

Xin Yang headed to Arena Two.

Arena Two was an artificial pond.

Li Zuozhuo emerged from the water.

Xin Yang was slightly surprised.

Li Zuozhuo snorted coldly. "What? Are you scared, classmate?"

"If you're scared, then concede, classmate. Don't waste time."

"You're the unluckiest student. You were actually assigned to fight me in Arena Two. My bonded ghost is the Drowned Ghost."

"Arena Two is my home ground."

"If you're afraid, I can guarantee that as long as you call out your surrender quickly enough,"

"I'll do my best to ensure your safety."

Li Zuozhuo believed his words had struck at Xin Yang's heart.

But

he was wrong.

He thought he was mocking Xin Yang.

What he did not know was

that Xin Yang had been looking at him with utter disdain all along.

From the moment Li Zuozhuo summoned his bonded ghost, the Drowned Ghost,

Xin Yang had already seen through the Drowned Ghost's level.

It was only at the first rank of Calamity Ghost.

Although a first-rank Calamity Ghost Drowned Ghost could gain one or two ranks of strength in a water-based arena, it was still completely insignificant to Xin Yang.

Xin Yang shook his head and smiled faintly. "Classmate, if this is all the strength you have, I advise you to surrender early."

"You can't beat me."

Hearing Xin Yang's words, Li Zuozhuo naturally flew into a rage.

"Arrogant!"

PS: Brothers, if you spot any typos, you can leave a comment on Qidian. They can't be seen through other channels. Wang Ziyang was the protagonist of the author's previous book. When this book began, the names of the protagonist and supporting characters sometimes got mixed up with those from the previous book while typing. If you spot any typos, brothers, please leave a comment on Qidian to remind me.

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