"Falling Moon Academy wins!"
The entire crowd erupted. To think the first match would end in such a dramatic fashion.
Even after seeing it with their own eyes, everyone still found it hard to accept that Sha Yan had been knocked flat by an iron shovel.
Qin Yelan said, "Gao Xin's ancestral combat technique may be strong, but it shouldn't be able to track enemies automatically!"
Yun Che nodded. "She got lucky. During the smelting process, the shovel gained a special attribute: when attacking, it has a 5% chance of making its Spirit Power automatically lock onto the target. Her opponent was simply too unlucky. Otherwise, he could have lasted a few more exchanges."
Behind Yun Che, the students were filled with envy. Although the chance was only 5%, triggering it could still drive an opponent to despair.
Just like before, an attack someone had dodged could actually turn on its own. Who could stand that?
"Contestants who drew number two, come to the stage immediately."
The host paid no attention to whether the audience could accept it. He ordered people to carry Sha Yan off the arena, a huge lump swelling on the back of his head, and continued the competition.
Whether by fate or not, the second match was once again Falling Moon Academy against Divine Sun Academy.
The contestants were Buddhist Staff Jiang Renhua and Luo Feiyu, Divine Sun Academy's third-ranked top student.
His face full of anger, Luo Feiyu pointed his sword straight at his opponent and snorted. "State your name. I don't defeat nameless nobodies."
Jiang Renhua pressed his palms together, his face full of sorrow, and replied, "Jiang Renhua. Please, after you."
Luo Feiyu's expression chilled. "Brat, was I not speaking human language? You're quite arrogant!"
Before his words had faded, Luo Feiyu had