Seeing Ning Chuan's attitude, Zi Yun'er felt a little displeased.
However, she didn't care; her mind was completely focused on the battle in front of her.
With a thought, Zi Yun'er controlled the already unfolded Wings of the Cold Blade to gather power. A dark blue light covered her body, and a pair of huge ice-blue wings began to vibrate.
Then.
A violent downward jolt!
"Waaaaah--!"
The howling wind was like a fighter jet skimming low overhead. Some freshmen nearby desperately tried to activate their Force, but they couldn't keep their balance and kept staggering backward.
With the Wings of the Cold Blade amplified, Zi Yun'er shot out at an astonishing speed, instantly leaping over 333 steps and appearing on the high platform.
In the central area, Ning Chuan sat alone on his Throne, his gaze indifferent, neither dodging nor flinching, as Zi Yun'er rapidly approached!
"Why?!"
A look of confusion appeared in Zi Yun'er's eyes.
Ning Chuan's ability to become the number one among the younger generation in the hearts of countless people in the Federation suggests he is not an arrogant or conceited person.
They dared to confront them in this manner.
I'm quite confident.
But Zi Yun'er couldn't understand it.
What methods could be used to allow Ning Chuan to withstand her attacks while seated?
A fleeting doubt crossed my mind.
Zi Yun'er gathered her thoughts, exerted all her Force to activate the Wings of the Frost Blade Dharma Aspect.
In any case, the most important thing is to perform to the best of your ability.
" Falling Star Slash!"
The Wings of the Cold Blade flapped once more, slashing forward with lightning speed, drawing a sharp arc.
Each wing was over ten meters long, radiating a cold, eerie blue light. Empowered by the " Black Ice " Mystic Truth, it carried a terrifying aura, tearing through the sky and striking Ning Chuan with devastating force.
Buzz!
Just as the Wings of the Cold Blade were only three inches away from Ning Chuan, Ning Chuan's eyes narrowed, and golden light emanated from his body, dazzling and brilliant.
The Wisdom King Dharma Form!
The golden light spread rapidly, giving a very soft feeling, like water flowing in all directions.
However.
The moment the Wings of the Cold Blade made contact with the golden light, a deafening boom resounded.
The golden light remained completely unharmed.
Both of their dark blue wings trembled violently, unable to withstand the recoil, and instantly collapsed, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the void.
Immediately afterwards.
The terrifying recoil force traveled through the wings and acted on Zi Yun'er's body.
boom!
The Wings of the Cold Blade exploded instantly.
The light emanating from Zi Yun'er's body also dissipated, but she couldn't stop herself. Like a cannonball, she crashed fiercely into the Wisdom King Dharma Form.
"Broken!"
Zi Yun'er looked at the golden light so close to her, and a sense of panic rose in her heart.
Due to the inertia of the Wings of the Cold Blade, her current speed is approaching one thousand kilometers per hour.
The key point is...
Her Force had been entirely focused on activating the Wings of the Cold Blade, leaving her no time to protect her body.
Zi Yun'er suddenly closed her eyes.
The hardness of the golden light.
She knew it all too well.
The Wings of the Frost Blade Dharma Aspect could not cause the slightest damage.
This impact.
She must have broken at least dozens of bones.
"Huh?"
Zi Yun'er's eyelids twitched, somewhat surprised.
After colliding with the golden light, she did not feel any violent impact.
Instead, it was a resistance that gradually increased in strength, rapidly slowing her down and bringing her to a stop.
It felt like bumping into a soft air cushion.
Zi Yun'er realized what was happening.
Ning Chuan helped her.
"Master was right after all!"
You can't tell a person's true nature just by their outward appearance!
My first impression of Ning Chuan was that he was an aloof and arrogant genius, whose words carried weight and who would not tolerate any rebuttal!
But unexpectedly...
To prevent his opponent from being seriously injured, he actually helped deflect the force!
An idea flashed through Zi Yun'er's mind.
"Thanks..."
Zi Yun'er opened her big eyes, wanting to thank Ning Chuan.
But.
Before he could even speak...
A shadow fell over Zi Yun'er's pretty face, rapidly expanding in her field of vision.
Before finally losing consciousness.
Zi Yun'er saw the shadow clearly; it was a steel boot sole.
Bang--!
A heavy, muffled sound rang out.
Many of the girls at the scene couldn't help but shudder, feeling a stinging pain in their faces!
call out!
Zi Yun'er's delicate body flew off the platform, tracing a perfect parabola before plummeting rapidly towards the ground.
A referee, who was suspended in mid-air, quickly came to the rescue and caught him using the Force.
"This..."
The referee glanced at them and gave a slight smirk.
All that could be seen was that Zi Yun'er's eyes were tightly closed, and on her fair and pretty face, there was a conspicuous blood-red boot print, clearer than a seal.
They're really willing to go to extremes!
For military enthusiasts, it would be easy to recognize at a glance that this boot print belongs to the Federation Army's latest " Steel Dragon 11 " combat boots.
What just happened?
Many freshmen were confused.
Suddenly, a flash of golden and blue light appeared on the high platform, and Zi Yun'er, who possessed the Wings of the Frost Blade Dharma Aspect, was instantly defeated, leaving a deep boot mark on her face.
Ning Chuan, as always, sat alone on his black Throne.
People who wanted to see him could only look up at him!
" Ning Chuan has unleashed his Dharma Aspect! And it's the so-called supreme defensive Wisdom King Dharma Form, impervious to all magic below the level of Knight!"
A top freshman's voice was hoarse.
I felt powerless.
Despite banning so many methods, he still couldn't see Ning Chuan's retreating figure!
It's so powerful it's almost unbelievable!
The moment his voice fell.
A tremendous, deafening roar erupted from the Soaring Dragon Auditorium, like a bundle of fireworks exploding continuously!
Whether it's the audience or the new students, everyone is talking about it and can't calm down.
Ning Chuan also comprehended the Dharma Aspect.
Most importantly.
Judging from his confrontation with Zi Yun'er, Ning Chuan's comprehension of the Wisdom King Dharma Form is at an extremely high level!
Spectator stand.
Several bigwigs from the Martial Arts Academy were communicating telepathically.
" Ning Chuan's talent, in the history of Galaxy University, may not be ranked among the top, but it is definitely number one!"
A Divine General sighed.
"As you all know, I am over five hundred years old and nearing the end of my life. I have a request, and I ask that you grant it."
" Mountain-Sealing Divine General, speak up! We are comrades-in-arms, and we are not afraid to die with you!"
"Thank you all. I would like to take Ning Chuan as my last disciple!"
"Then you should just get buried sooner!"
"You're almost dead, how can you possibly teach Ning Chuan well? Only a powerful and vigorous Divine General like me can teach Ning Chuan well!"
Several bigwigs, including Zhou Yang, all looked at Mountain-Sealing Divine General with disdain.
At this moment.
A soft voice rang out, echoing throughout the entire auditorium.
"What other Rule do you have?"
Ning Chuan's gaze fell on the location of Zhou Yang and the others.
" Old Zhou, this kid's provoking you, don't back down, fight him head-on!"
Tang Qianjun smiled and stirred things up.
"Dean Zhou, why don't you embarrass yourself a little more? You've already embarrassed yourself enough before!"
"I have a feeling Ning Chuan still has a trump card up his sleeve. Let's force him to reveal it!"
One after another, voice transmissions came in.
Zhou Yang took a deep breath, abandoning any excuses about employee negligence, and stated directly, "The use of magical Dharma Aspect is strictly prohibited during this Freshman Exchange Competition!"
"Actively using external martial arts techniques is prohibited; you can only defend passively!"
Zhou Yang added.
The purpose of this Rule is to limit Ning Chuan's Golden Body Transformation.
However.
The new students looked at each other and fell silent.
No one launched an attack on Ning Chuan.
Through their previous discussions, they have come to understand that the prerequisite for comprehending the Wisdom King Dharma Form is the perfection of the eighteen levels of the Vajra Body.
Ning Chuan's physical defenses alone are so strong that even Peak Ninth-Grade Martial Artist would find it difficult to inflict effective damage.
There's no way to fight!
"I know Ning Chuan is very strong, but Galaxy University's targeting of him is going too far!"
Many female viewers were dissatisfied.
In this match, all the restrictions and Rule are specifically designed to target Ning Chuan!
"Haha, don't be angry. These Rule aren't malicious; they're just meant to force Ning Chuan to reveal his true strength!"
The audience member who was familiar with the Freshman Exchange Competition explained with a smile.
"The more Rule the Martial Arts Academy sets, the more it values Ning Chuan. Given Dean Zhou's current attitude, I have no doubt that even if Heavenly King were to attack Ning Chuan right now, the academy would step in to protect him!"
"Just you wait and see, at the Mentor Selection Conference in a few days, countless mentors will fight tooth and nail for Ning Chuan!"
"Dog brain... surprisingly apt!"
Ignoring the audience's discussions, Zhou Yang looked at the many freshmen and announced loudly, "I'm informing you all that I need to temporarily change the competition Rule!"
Before sunset, whoever can knock Ning Chuan off the high platform, I will take him as my personal disciple!
If you don't think I'm suitable, then choose Divine General in the academy!
Remember, you don't need to defeat Ning Chuan, just force him to leave the platform!
These words were spoken.
The new students immediately erupted in excitement.
Shooting down Ning Chuan is significantly easier than defeating Ning Chuan.
Zhou Yang then turned his gaze to Ning Chuan and said, "If you can stay on the platform before sunset, I'll multiply your King of Freshmen credit reward tenfold!"
He didn't want Ning Chuan to feel that he was being targeted maliciously, as the academy actually valued Ning Chuan very much.
Ning Chuan's eyes flickered slightly.
The original credits for the King of Freshmen were 2000 points; ten times that, it's 20,000 points!
"Everyone, attack together! The Dean's personally taught disciple is right before our eyes!"
The dark mass of newborns, like army ants, climbed the steps and reached the high platform. One by one, they rushed towards the black Throne, trying to knock Ning Chuan off the platform.
Too many freshmen jumped up together, blocking the audience's view and making it impossible to see Ning Chuan.
Suddenly, a dazzling light shone from the center of the platform, piercing through the gaps between the newborns in mid-air and forming blinding beams of light that shot out in all directions!
boom!
A powerful shockwave swept outwards.
All the new students who rushed towards Ning Chuan were sent flying backwards like shattered watermelon pieces before they even landed.
The audience's vision cleared again.
All I saw was...
The young man, seated atop the black Throne, stood up slowly, his eyes cold.
A brilliant Golden Blazing Sun hung overhead, exuding a terrifying aura of Destruction and death.
"Since the academy is so insistent, I'll play along."