Wen Qingxuan

First Place, Northern Heavens Soul Academy, Captain Hun Yufeng, Score: 2,150.

Second Place, Ten Phoenix Academy, Captain Wen Qingxuan, Score: 1,920.

Third Place, Martial Spirit Academy, Captain Wu Ling, Score: 1,700.

Fourth Place, Holy Spirit Academy, Captain Ji Xuan, Score: 1,675.

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Fierce Mountain Spear!

Boom!

The collision of spiritual energy triggered a violent explosion, kicking up clouds of dust as a figure was sent flying backward out of the smoke in a sorry state.

He was an ordinary-looking young man dressed in black and white. His face was pale, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. As he watched the figure slowly approach, a flash of unwillingness crossed his eyes.

Shen Cangsheng held a black spear, its tip pointed downward. His expression was stern, and an imposing aura radiated from his entire body. With a flick of his wrist, he aimed the spearhead at his opponent, who was clutching his chest and half-reclining on the ground.

"You lost."

The young man in black and white raised a hand, wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of it, then reluctantly tossed his Academy Badge to his opponent.

Shen Cangsheng caught the badge. Seeing the score on it surge sharply, his expression remained utterly unchanged. He tossed the badge back, then turned and walked toward his teammates.

"How many points do we have now? Have we made it into the top sixteen?" He Yao asked expectantly, breathing lightly.

The moment they landed, they had begun fighting other teams. They had defeated several teams in succession, including two powerful ones worth plenty of points, and were quite pleased with their gains so far.

"We have 380 points now. As for those teams ahead of us..." A bitter smile appeared on Shen Cangsheng's face. He raised his Academy