Published: November 30, -0001
At the top of his voice, he announced, "The final round of the year-end examination at Tianxing Academy officially begins. The rules are the same as before: during martial contests, stop when necessary, avoid intentional injury, and do not kill. Violators will be severely punished."
After speaking, Ge Hong glanced at several instructors presiding over the square.
One instructor immediately stepped forward and said, "Now we begin the first round of the match."
He reached into a wooden box filled with wooden plaques engraved with student names and randomly drew out two, announcing loudly, "First match, Zuo Guang versus Li Feng."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Immediately, two students leaped to the center of the square. One wielded a knife, while the other employed palm techniques. With the instructor's command, they swiftly became entangled in combat, battling back and forth intensely.
The arena matches do not restrict contestants from using weapons. The knife user's technique was vigorous, forcing the other student to continuously retreat. However, the other participant was not to be outdone, persistently searching for opportunities while retreating, their gloved fists moving like rolling waves, protecting themselves without a flaw.
Both were at the later stages of the Human Level, neither giving in. They quickly exchanged sixty to seventy moves.
"Cloak Knife Technique!"
"Dismembering Palm!"
Neither wished to continue the stalemate, each executing their ultimate skills. Knife light collided with palm wind, creating a violent roar.
Bang!
Zuo Guang, slightly superior in skill, sliced through his opponent's palm shadows, leaving a cut on the opponent's chest robe, with blood seeping out.
Li Feng, refusing to accept defeat and attempting to resist, was pressured by Zuo Guang, who struck his chest with the back of the knife, sending him flying backward, spitting a mouthful of blood and struggling to rise.
"Zuo Guang wins!"
With the instructor's loud announcement, the first match concluded.
Soon, the second group of contestants took the stage.
In this round, the contestant named Chen Shaoqing was quite unlucky, encountering the favorite to win, Li Qingfeng.
"Admit defeat yourself."
Arriving on stage, Li Qingfeng spoke indifferently, exuding a sense of ease, not even glancing at his opponent.
"Li Qingfeng, though you're strong, I, Chen Shaoqing, also wish to learn from you."
Irritated by his attitude, Chen Shaoqing roared, transforming into a violent whirlwind, charging at Li Qingfeng.
"Vajra's Furious Glare!"
Crash!
The air exploded instantly, producing a loud roar. Chen Shaoqing's arms wrapped around like iron balls, and his entire being rushed forward like a mountain.
Bang!
The next moment, just as he charged out, he was sent flying back, the crisp sound of bones echoing in the crowd's ears. Chen Shaoqing crashed to the ground in a miserable state, arms twisted, coughing up blood.
"Li Qingfeng wins!"
With the instructor's declaration, Li Qingfeng lightly leaped down, having never looked at Chen Shaoqing throughout the entire process.
"Chen Shaoqing is courting death, not conceding to Li Qingfeng when faced with him."
"Though both are advanced class students, the gap between the two is too vast to be reasoned with."
"A regular advanced class student can't withstand a single move from Li Qingfeng."
As the crowd discussed, the instructor drew the next round of contestants.
One match after another proceeded quickly.
Some were fiercely contested, others decisive.
Learning from Chen Shaoqing's experience, a contestant faced with Wang Qiming conceded directly, feeling depressed.
But no one mocked him on stage; Wang Qiming was one of the three who had broken through to the early Earth Level. Even students at the peak of the late Human Level were no match for him, and regular students had no need to compete, as it would be a waste of time.
Eighth round.
"Next match, Xiong Tao versus Qin Chen."
Hearing his name called by the instructor, Qin Chen maintained a calm expression and leaped onto the stage.