Outer Court Great Demon King

Half an hour later, the spectator area of the Spirit Duel Zone was already packed to the brim.

More than half of the Outer Court students had rushed over. Quite a few teachers had also stopped beside the referee's stand, quietly discussing this nearly absurd wager.

A Three-Ring Spirit Zun against a Six-Ring Spirit Emperor.

Though all he needed to do was hold out for ten minutes.

In everyone's eyes, there could be no surprise in this battle.

They had come to watch simply to see how Zhou Yi would resolve this farce.

Zhou Yi was extremely famous within their circle.

Although her promotion rate was very high, so were her elimination rate and injury rate.

She had been reported many times for casually expelling students and had offended many nobles.

However, out of consideration for her husband Fan Yu, the academy had basically suppressed those matters.

No one had expected her to end up in the Spirit Duel Zone with a student this time.

"Honestly, our partner really knows how to stir up trouble. He beat up Zhao Feng as soon as he enrolled, then beat Dai Huabin, and now he's come to the Spirit Duel Zone with his homeroom teacher."

Tang Ya watched Lu Chen and Zhou Yi on the platform as she complained to Beibei.

"Do you know what everyone calls him now?"

"The Great Demon King, the Outer Court Great Demon King."

"It means he dares to provoke anyone."

Beibei could only give a bitter smile after hearing that.

He had not expected Lu Chen to be this good at causing trouble either.

Still, Beibei was not worried that Lu Chen would be expelled.

Their cooperation had gone fairly well during this time. After spending more time with Lu Chen, Beibei had gained an entirely new understanding of him.

That was, this junior would never do anything he was not confident about.

Lu Chen definitely still had trump cards that others did not know about.

On the other side of the spectator area, Dai Huabin was also present. He still remembered the humiliation Lu Chen had inflicted upon him a month ago.

When he learned that Lu Chen was going to withstand a Spirit Emperor's attacks for ten minutes and would be expelled if he failed, he could not suppress the curl of his lips.

Though he was unwilling to accept it, he had to admit that the gap between himself and Lu Chen was enormous.

During the two-month Freshman Assessment, Lu Chen was undoubtedly the greatest obstacle on his path to the championship.

As long as Lu Chen was expelled, no one would be able to stop him from taking first place in the Freshman Assessment!

"Lu Chen, it's not too late to regret this."

Zhou Yi stood at the other end of the Spirit Duel Platform. Looking at the many teachers gathered around the referee, she frowned slightly.

She had only wanted to use Lu Chen to establish her authority as the homeroom teacher.

She had not expected things to blow up this much.

Now, she was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Yet Lu Chen merely rolled his wrists as the gilded radiance of the Sagittarius Gold Cloth spread outward from his body in layers.

"Teacher Zhou, please forgive this student's offense."

Lu Chen spoke calmly. The two pairs of Golden Wings behind him unfolded slightly, and he instantly entered a combat stance.

Lu Chen used his actions to make his attitude clear.

He would fight!

"Then let your teacher see what you can do!"

Seeing that Lu Chen insisted on fighting, Zhou Yi gestured for him to attack.

As soon as Zhou Yi finished speaking.

Lu Chen's figure vanished from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already before Zhou Yi.

Atomic Thunderbolt Light-Speed Fist!

Facing a Spirit Emperor, and needing to hold out for ten minutes, Lu Chen no longer dared to conceal his strength. He went all out from the start.

Such incredible speed. No wonder Dai Huabin couldn't beat him!

Zhou Yi was deeply shocked when Lu Chen appeared before her in an instant.

Even Agility Attack System Spirit Masters of the same rank could not match such speed.

But unfortunately, she was a Spirit Emperor.

Zhou Yi crossed her arms before her chest, dark-red scales emerging over them.

Bang!

A dull explosion rippled through the bluestone slabs of the Spirit Duel Platform. Several spiderweb-like cracks spread beneath Zhou Yi's feet.

Even she was forced back three steps by the punch, and the dark-red scales covering her arms dimmed somewhat.

This speed... was this really something a Three-Ring Spirit Zun should possess?

At the referee's stand, an Agility Attack System teacher abruptly rose to his feet, his face filled with disbelief.

"It's not just the speed. The power behind that punch is absurd too. Didn't you notice? That freshman didn't even use a Soul Skill just now."

The teacher beside him chimed in.

Lu Chen had first defeated Zhao Feng, then beaten Dai Huabin and their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Netherworld White Tiger.

That had already earned Lu Chen some fame in the Outer Court.

However, when many people heard about Lu Chen's record, most had dismissed it as exaggerated rumors.

But now, when they personally saw Lu Chen force a six-ring Spirit Emperor back several steps, they realized those achievements had not been exaggerated at all.

"You do have some skill."

Zhou Yi shook out her numb arms, the contempt in her eyes fading somewhat as the pressure of a Spirit Emperor spread out like something tangible.

Several lower-ranked students in the front rows of the spectator area changed expression, and even breathing became difficult.

"However, with only this much ability, you still can't last ten minutes against me!"

The moment Zhou Yi finished speaking, her Third Soul Ring suddenly lit up. Dark-red Soul Power transformed into several phantom claws that clawed toward every part of Lu Chen's body.

The two Golden Wings behind Lu Chen beat fiercely, and his gilded figure left several afterimages in the air as he narrowly slipped through the gaps between the claws.

But at that very moment, Zhou Yi took advantage of Lu Chen's evasive maneuver and arrived before him.

Bang!

Zhou Yi's fist slammed into Lu Chen's abdomen.

Lu Chen doubled over like a shrimp, crashing heavily to the ground and rolling several times before coming to a stop.

"Lu Chen!"

Seeing Lu Chen knocked down, Wang Dong cried out anxiously from the spectator seats.

The other students in the class also watched Lu Chen on the Spirit Duel Platform nervously.

They had suffered under Zhou Yi for far too long.

At that moment, Lu Chen felt as if his entire body were about to fall apart.

If his physique had not been strong enough, and if the Golden Cloth's defense had not been so formidable, that punch would have directly robbed him of his ability to fight.

Sure enough, the gap in strength is still too great!

Lu Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and resumed his fighting stance. His Soul Power, bearing the qualities of Cosmo, began to burn.

Flash Step, Atomic Thunderbolt Light-Speed Fist, Shadow Arrow—Lu Chen used every technique he could, except Hyorinmaru and Golden Arrow.

But unfortunately, the opponent he faced was a genuine Spirit Emperor.

His successive attacks only made Zhou Yi look slightly disheveled.

In just three minutes, more than half of Lu Chen's Soul Power had been consumed.

The injuries on his body also continued to pile up.

Cheers, gasps, applause, and every other sound vanished at that moment.

A three-ring Spirit Zun had actually endured for three minutes against a Spirit Emperor without being defeated.

"It's over, Lu Chen—Fourth Soul Skill—Demon Scale Burst!"

Zhou Yi gave a low shout, preparing to end this farce.

Her fourth purple Soul Ring blazed brightly as countless dark-red energy scales howled toward Lu Chen. Wherever they passed, even the air was torn apart with piercing shrieks.

I can't dodge this!

Seeing that every possible path of escape had been sealed, Lu Chen's eyes narrowed. He knew he could no longer hide his strength.

"Sit upon the frozen heavens, Hyorinmaru!"

His cool whisper drowned out the howling gale that filled the arena.

Just as everyone believed the battle was about to end.

A bone-piercing chill suddenly surged from Lu Chen's right palm. An ice-blue katana, its hilt adorned with a silver chain, appeared in his hand.

With a sweep of the blade, countless ice crystals instantly condensed before him into a thick Ice Wall.