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"Captain, how long will the Championship last?" Chenxing from the Ruan Ling Squad asked.
Casual conversations during breaks were quite common.
"I don't know. I think the academy won't wait too long... probably... the flow of time here is different from the outside world," Ruan Ling also seemed unsure.
If time flows faster here, then even if they stay in this world for several years, it might only be a few days outside.
"Yeah... I think that's possible. The instructors shouldn't wait too long," another team member said.
"Bing'er, how many people do you think it takes to create in this world?" Ziyu blinked and looked around.
"It might just take one Refiner," Lan Bing'er replied. "A Refiner is quite impressive; they can do anything, and all Refiners are also Formation Masters, capable of adding formations to objects and so on..."
Lan Bing'er continued, "Some items must be refined by one person because if two people operate together and there's any imperfect coordination, the item could be ruined. So a good Refiner is respected wherever they go."
There's no way around it; even if a Refiner isn't good at fighting, they will still be respected... not just because they're skilled at refining... but also because their social circle is vast... they can find people.
"Oh... I see... I'll give it a try that day too..." Ziyu chuckled.
Actually, it wasn't just for herself; Ye Ling wanted to try as well... more importantly, Emperor and Zero, both of whom had strong computational and control abilities as Mechanical Life, should definitely give it a shot.
"Whoosh... Boom!" A fireball accompanied by Thunderlight shot out from deep within the nearby jungle, heading straight for Ruan Ling.
As an experienced fighter, Ruan Ling naturally wouldn't be seriously injured directly; instead, she quickly assessed the situation and dodged instinctively.
"Splash..." The water surface stirred up a large splash, and the sound was very loud.
"Everyone be careful, someone is coming." Ruan Ling immediately put away the water bottle and looked around.
"Among these people, Ruan Ling is the captain, everyone knows that. Also, the newcomer Ziyu beside Lan Bing'er is known to everyone in the class. So, Ziyu will be handled by the last one to arrive, Ruofeng," said the captain of the Squad.
The Squad attacking Ruan Ling's Squad was the Fifth Squad. Ninety-Fifth Ruofeng was quite a genius, having already reached the late stage of Second-Level Mystic. However, the news that Ziyu had reached Third-Level Xuan Practitioner had not spread yet.
"Alright, leave it to me. There’s absolutely no problem. By normal calculations, Ziyu is currently at the early stage of Second-Level Mystic, which is already good," Ruofeng said with great confidence.
"Move out!" With the captain's command, the team members turned into a blur and disappeared from sight.
"Body Technique Mysticism!" Ruan Ling's pupils constricted; this Squad actually possessed Body Technique Mysticism, moving at such high speed that they appeared as mere afterimages!
A green Spiritual Energy emerged beneath Ruan Ling's feet, transforming into an afterimage as she engaged in combat with the captain approaching her.
"Bing'er, be careful!" Ziyu saw an afterimage flying towards her and quickly retreated while warning Lan Bing'er.
"Okay." Lan Bing'er shook her hands, and two rings appeared in her grasp.
Ziyu steadied herself and then charged forward, simultaneously summoning the Residual Ice Sword into her hand...
"Shattering Ice Swordsmanship!" Ziyu's spiritual energy surged from her Dantian into her hands. Then, through the special operation method of the swordsmanship Cultivation Method, she transformed her spiritual energy into icy sword qi.
Shattering Ice Swordsmanship involves converting spiritual energy into icy sword qi and then using ice to shatter all things.
"Clang..." Ziyu and the shadow collided, producing a sound of metal striking metal, before separating once again.
"Did he actually block that?" Ruofeng was quite surprised. An impact of this intensity would not be so easily handled even by a Second-Level Mystic.
"Could he be on par with me?" Ruofeng couldn't believe it. In class, Ziyu didn't stand out much, and although they were in the same class, Ruofeng and Ziyu had little interaction... which ultimately led to Ruofeng's lack of understanding of Ziyu.
In Ruofeng's social circle, it was said that he should be among the geniuses in higher grades, and subconsciously, he had become careless, thinking that Ziyu would be weaker than him.
After all, both of them had joined around the same time.
Ruofeng gripped his short blade tighter...
"Let's have a fight!" A sense of pride surged within Ruofeng; naturally, he didn't want Ziyu to steal his spotlight.
Ruofeng once again used Body Technique Mysticism, transforming into a shadow, while the Mystical Weapon short blade glimmered with a sharp blue light.
"New Void Seal!" Ziyu thought to himself as his hands quickly formed seals.
The New Void Seal was a new Mystical Art modified by the Empire, boasting greater power and optimized for spiritual energy consumption, allowing for a high utilization rate of strength.
Ziyu pushed his hands forward, sending a green handprint flying toward Ruofeng. Startled, Ruofeng quickly dodged, but Ziyu naturally wouldn't give him a chance. Following the handprint, he charged toward Ruofeng...
Ziyu swung his large sword, striking Ruofeng back to his original position after he had just sidestepped. The trajectory of the attack collided with the handprint.
"Boom..." The sound startled nearby team members, who instinctively glanced over in this direction.
"How could this be?" the captain of the Squad thought to himself, while Ruofeng flew several meters in the direction indicated by the handprint.
"Continue! Shattering Ice Swordsmanship!" Ziyu tightly gripped the Residual Ice Sword, and once again, Ice Spirit Power surged forth from the blade.
"Isn't he a Second-Level Mystic? Impossible... impossible..." Ruofeng couldn't believe it. He had only arrived a month later than Ziyu, yet there was such a significant difference.
The gap between a late-stage Second-Level Mystic and a Third-Level Xuan Practitioner was still considerable; it was the difference that came with that crucial breakthrough, a fundamental disparity.
"If you still think I'm just a Second-Level Mystic like you, then you're in for a big loss..." Ziyu's lips curled slightly upward, and the icy sword energy of the Residual Ice Sword reflected on Ziyu's face as he swung the sword horizontally at Ruofeng's waist!
Ruofeng's clothes tore open, and a large gash appeared on his skin, with the blade threatening to dig deeper.
Ruofeng had no choice but to endure the excruciating pain and retreat in the direction of the sword's movement to have any chance of survival. Of course, while cultivating as a Transcendent, his bodily functions were nourished by Spiritual Energy, increasing his resistance; otherwise, anyone would be instantly killed under a Transcendent's heavy attack.
"I’m willing to give you my token points..." Ruofeng was filled with fear because although killing was prohibited here, he had no doubt that as long as he did not give up resisting, Ziyu would not cease his attack... even until he died.
"That's more like it." Ziyu suddenly stopped, chuckling, completely unlike the killing machine from before.
"You just watch; I'll go take care of your other teammates." After taking Ruofeng's token and scoring a point, Ziyu turned around and no longer paid attention to him.
"Over there with Bing'er." Ziyu suddenly saw Bing'er engaged with a man who also appeared to be a Third-Level Xuan Practitioner, but Bing'er seemed to be struggling a bit.
Green Spiritual Energy appeared beneath Ziyu's feet, and then his speed surged dramatically as he dashed straight toward the man.
"Shattering Ice Swordsmanship!" Ziyu positioned the sword behind him and then swung it forcefully. The blade struck directly against the person battling Lan Bing'er, causing him to be injured and retreat immediately.
"Ziyu..." The other Squad members noticed this, and Ziyu's explosive fighting power was surprisingly stronger than Lan Bing'er's.
"Ziyu, you..." Lan Bing'er was also astonished, looking at Ziyu standing in front of her, feeling a surge of joy in her heart.
"Don't just stand there. If you have anything to thank me for, say it later," Ziyu said with a cold snort, and the Battle Armor appeared on her body, protecting her, before she gripped the Residual Ice Sword and launched an offensive!
"Get lost!" Ruofeng unexpectedly followed up again, his short blade pressed against his arm as his body spun.
"Go away!" Lan Bing'er huffed, green spiritual energy transforming into purple at the edge of her circular blade, with some green energy still entwined around her arm.
"Violent moment..." Ziyu paid special attention to this side and saw Lan Bing'er bend her body down, holding the circular blade and thrusting upward with her spiritual energy...
"Ding..." The first strike saw the circular blade clash with the short blade, and Ruofeng did not fall behind.
"Boom..." Leveraging the momentum, Lan Bing'er spun back, and when her other hand's circular blade made contact for the second time, Ruofeng was directly sent flying.
The circular blade used its momentum; the first attack was a block, while the inertia from spinning around gave the second circular blade immense speed for an attack. Since both blades were sharp, the second strike could not be met head-on due to its power and sharpness.
Lan Bing'er leaped again, spinning twice in the air before releasing the circular blade with great speed towards Ruofeng.
"Thud..." The circular blade sliced through Ruofeng's leg, blood gushing out immediately.
Lan Bing'er knew she couldn't kill anyone here, so she held back.
"Alright..." Ziyu defended against the person who had just attacked Lan Bing'er, looking around... it seemed that her Squad had completely gained the upper hand.
"Run!" The opposing team's captain realized the situation and shouted as he flew backward, trying to escape.
"Do you think you can run?" Captain Ruan Ling coldly snorted, gripping the spear tightly and swinging it outward.
"Swish..." The spear, infused with spiritual energy and accompanied by a whistling sound, pierced through layers of trees and struck the captain's arm at the fork of the spear, pinning him to a tree.
"This..." Ziyu felt it was truly remarkable. It was said that Captain Ruan Ling was at the Seventh Level Mystic; it seemed he might be even stronger.
"Hand over the token and give us your points, and we might still allow you to move..." Ruan Ling approached the opposing captain and said slowly, without any urgency.
"Alright... everyone take out your tokens and give points to them!" The opposing captain hurriedly instructed.
In truth, the captain knew that they would definitely not die, but... in this Championship, it was necessary to bow down because as long as they had stamina left, there was a possibility of capturing other squads; it wasn't a predetermined defeat.
However, if they were severely injured... it would take a long time to recover, and no one knew when this Championship would end.
"Good, our squad has gained nine points... it's a good start," Ruan Ling said with a slight smile.
[End of Chapter]
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