Chapter 142 The Four-Person Team Decisively Clears the Field; Dai Huabin Wants to Test the Quality of the Radiant Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and Black Tortoise
These words immediately sparked a subdued murmur of discussion in the room.
Xuanzi raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling for silence.
"A level 65 Soul Emperor. It's pointless to let you fight these brats. You don't need to participate in the rest of the competition; you're automatically in the top seven. The rest of you will compete for the last six spots."
Xuanzi scanned the entire room.
"Any objections?"
No one spoke.
Bei Bei breathed a long sigh of relief.
Very good.
Xue Qingyao's withdrawal from the chaotic battle meant that they would at least no longer have to face the crushing power of a Soul Emperor-level opponent.
Although Dai Huabin's group was still very strong, at least the competition had returned to the same level.
Xu Sanshi's shoulders relaxed.
His back was soaked with cold sweat, but now he no longer had to worry about being frozen into an ice sculpture.
"Great!" Xu Sanshi muttered to himself.
Jiang Nannan's reaction wasn't that strong.
Bei Bei also breathed a sigh of relief.
Xue Qingyao didn't react much to Xuanzi's words. She had never been interested in fighting with a group of juniors.
"Good."
In short, it was decisive and efficient.
Xue Qingyao turned around and walked towards the edge of the field.
Her steps were slow, like an elf of ice and snow. As she passed by the core disciples, several of them unconsciously took half a step back.
No one felt that the arrangement was unfair.
Just kidding, she's a level 65 Soul Emperor with Ultimate Ice. Anyone who thinks this is unfair is welcome to stand up and fight her.
Xue Qingyao walked to the sidelines and sat down on a bench below the viewing platform.
She gathered her long hair in front of her, placed her hands on her knees, and remained quiet.
The Ice Emperor was not present.
Her identity was "an ordinary younger sister without cultivation talent," so naturally she wouldn't appear in the selection competition for core disciples.
"Alright."
Xuanzi picked up the chicken leg again, took a bite, and mumbled something.
"Now the remaining players are vying for six spots."
He raised his greasy hand and waved it downward.
"The match begins."
The moment the words were spoken, the crowd erupted.
The twenty-odd scattered students who had not banded together panicked first.
Most of them had cultivation levels between 25 and 30, so they weren't very competitive to begin with. They were just trying their luck by participating in the selection. Now that the free-for-all had started, their first reaction was to run.
Run towards the edge of the field.
It's not that they wanted to be eliminated, but rather that they wanted to hide on the fringes and wait for the strong players to wear each other down before picking up the scraps.
But such cleverness is useless against true power.
Dai Huabin didn't rush to make a move; He surveyed the situation on the field.
More than twenty scattered students had already started running in all directions, and a few smart ones rushed directly to the edge of the field, intending to hide until the end and pick up the leftovers.
A few bolder individuals gathered together and formed temporary teams, intending to clear out the weaker individuals in the surrounding area first.
Chaos, but only low-level chaos.
The real threat came from only one direction: Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and Jiang Nannan.
"Xiao Xiao, Dong'er, Ya Jie, Ning Tian."
Dai Huabin spoke,
"The four of you work together to clear out those scattered students. Pay attention to the pace and don't waste too much soul power."
"Ning Tian, prioritize supporting Dong'er. Xiao Xiao, you're responsible for crowd control, and Ya Jie, provide mental suppression."
Wang Dong'er readily agreed.
"No problem!"
Xiao Xiao clapped her hands and grinned.
"Leave it to us."
Cui Yajie didn't speak, but simply tucked her long pink hair behind her ear, tilted her head slightly, and the aura of her Nine-Tailed Fox Spirit was already swirling around her.
Ning Tian stood half a step behind the three of them, flipped her palm, and a crystal-clear pagoda silently appeared above it.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
The three-tiered pagoda floated and rotated, with three soul rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—lighting up in sequence.
Although Ning Tian's soul power was only level 35, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support effect was not directly related to soul power level. What truly determined the strength of the support was the pagoda itself.
"The Seven Treasures are named! The first: Strength. The second: Speed. The third: Soul Power!"
Ning Tian gave a low shout, and her first, second, and third soul rings instantly lit up. Three beams of light landed on Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, and Cui Yajie respectively.
Wang Dong'er felt a warm current instantly fill her muscles, and her strength surged.
"It feels good," Wang Dong'er whispered.
After adding support, Ning Tian took two steps back to increase the distance between herself and the front line.
Support-type Soul Masters should always stand at the very back; this is a fundamental skill.
"Let's go!"
Wang Dong'er rushed out first.
Her dazzling blue butterfly wings unfurled instantly, the wings of the Goddess of Light Butterfly refracting colorful light under the sunlight.
Three soul rings appeared: yellow, purple, and purple.
"Light Goddess Butterfly, possess me!"
With the blessing of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Wang Dong'er's speed was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, she rushed into the nearest group of scattered students.
The group consisted of five fourth-year students who had temporarily formed a team, each with a soul power level between 35 and 38.
When they saw Wang Dong'er rushing over, their first reaction was to defend themselves.
A boy with an earth-type Spirit slapped the ground with both hands, summoning an earthen wall to block her way.
Wang Dong'er's first soul ring lit up.
"First Soul Skill, Winged Guillotine!"
The edge of the forewing was instantly covered by azure light, and a golden edge condensed into shape.
With a sweep of her wing, she sliced the earthen wall in two as if it were made of paper. Chunks and fragments of earth flew everywhere.
The boy behind the earthen wall turned pale. Before he could even retract his Spirit, he was sent flying by the residual force of Wang Dong'er's butterfly wings, rolling several times across the ground.
"Out!"
The supervising teacher on the sidelines raised his hand to signal.
A female student wielding a short staff rushed forward, her yellow soul ring glowing as she smashed it toward the back of Wang Dong'er's head.
"First Soul Skill, Cauldron Tremor!"
A clear metallic clang rang out.
Xiao Xiao's Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron flew out from the side, and the three small cauldrons spun in the air, suddenly bursting out with a shockwave.
Before the female student's short staff could even touch Wang Dong'er's hair, the shockwave sent her staggering back seven or eight steps. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed to her knees, her head buzzing.
"Thanks, Xiao Xiao!" Wang Dong'er shouted without turning her head.
Xiao Xiao stood at the back, with three Soul-Suppressing Cauldrons floating around her, and three soul rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—slowly rotating.
She was not tall and was inconspicuous among a crowd, but the sight of her surrounded by three cauldrons carried an indescribable sense of oppression.
"You're welcome. Focus on attacking. I'll handle the defense!" Xiao Xiao replied with a smile.
On the other side, Cui Yajie also moved.
She didn't charge head-on like Wang Dong'er.
Her long pink hair flowed freely, and the aura of the Nine-Tailed Fox Spirit permeated the air.
Three soul rings appeared: yellow, yellow, and purple.
"Charm."
Cui Yajie silently released her first soul skill.
A pale pink mist spread out from her, covering an area of about five meters in front of her.
Two boys who were running toward the edge suddenly stopped. Their expressions became blank, and their running speed visibly slowed down.
The charm enhanced by the Purple Demon Eye was far more powerful than that of an ordinary Nine-Tailed Fox Soul Master in terms of mental interference.
Those two boys' mental defenses were completely ineffective.
Taking advantage of the moment they were stunned, Cui Yajie's second soul ring lit up.
"Second Soul Skill, Fox Tail Needle!"
Several fine needles imbued with soul power shot from her fingertips, accurately piercing the shoulders and legs of the two boys.
The soul power attached to the needles directly shattered their ability to maintain their Spirit Possession state.
With their Spirits dissipated, the two completely lost their fighting ability and were eliminated by the supervising teacher.
"Cui Yajie acted way too fast," one of the teachers on the viewing platform couldn't help but mutter.
"A Nine-Tailed Fox paired with the Purple Demon Eye—that combination is already abnormal." Another teacher beside him shook his head.
Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, and Cui Yajie worked together to advance toward the center of the field, while Ning Tian followed behind at a leisurely pace, constantly supplementing their strength and speed.
The four of them were incredibly efficient at clearing the field.
Any scattered students who ran into this group were basically dealt with within three moves.
In just two minutes, seven or eight players were already gone from the field.
Dai Huabin stood still, watching Wang Dong'er and the others' performance, making an assessment in his mind.
After Dong'er fused with the Golden Light Left Arm Bone, her attack power had indeed increased significantly.
The Winged Guillotine had at least 30% stronger cutting power than before, and the golden edge had also become thicker.
Xiao Xiao's control over the battlefield with Cauldron Tremor remained as stable as ever, and the coordination between the three cauldrons became increasingly proficient.
Cui Yajie's Charm combined with her Fox Tail Needles made her a veritable harvester in this chaotic battle.
Mental-type soul skills had a significant suppressive effect on low-level Soul Masters.
Ning Tian's support rhythm was also well controlled, providing strength when needed and speed when required, without wasting a single bit of soul power.
While the four of them didn't work together perfectly, at least they didn't hold each other back.
"Not bad," Dai Huabin commented in a low voice.
Zhu Lu stood beside him, also watching the battle unfold.
"Dong'er has made great progress," Zhu Lu said.
"Yes, that soul bone wasn't a waste of money."
Zhu Lu tilted her head and glanced at Dai Huabin.
"Nine and a half million. Only you can make it sound so easy."
Dai Huabin's attention had already shifted in another direction.
In the center of the field, slightly to the east, Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and Jiang Nannan also moved.
However, their strategy was completely different from Dai Huabin's.
Instead of clearing the field, Bei Bei and the other two formed a defensive formation in place.
Bei Bei stood at the front, Xu Sanshi to his right, and Jiang Nannan behind them.
The three fifth-grade Soul Masters formed a tight defensive formation. Whenever any scattered students approached, Bei Bei would send them flying with a Thunder Dragon Claw.
This was a very clever tactic.
In a free-for-all, you don't need to get the most eliminations—you just need to survive until the end.
The strategy of Bei Bei and his two companions was to conserve their soul power and wait until the number of people on the field decreased before making their move.
Dai Huabin looked at them for a few seconds and made a decision.
"Lulu, come with me."
Zhu Lu followed in his footsteps without any hesitation.
The two walked side by side toward Bei Bei and the other two.
This stood out starkly against the chaotic battlefield.
The battle raged fiercely around them, with the sounds of soul skills clashing everywhere. Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu strolled forward as if taking a walk.
On the sidelines, the eliminated contestants watched this scene with twitching lips.
"That's too arrogant."
"Isn't this arrogant? Look at him. There are more than thirty people fighting in the whole place, and he just stood there watching the show for two minutes before he started moving."
"The key is that his fiancée is just like him. The two of them walk at such a leisurely pace."
Dai Huabin stopped about fifteen meters away from Bei Bei and the other two.
Bei Bei stopped what he was doing and turned around.
Xu Sanshi's body tensed slightly, and Jiang Nannan took half a step back, creating distance between them.
The atmosphere on the field suddenly changed.
The previous skirmishes between scattered students had been nothing more than minor clashes, but now the two strongest forces in the outer academy were about to collide head-on.
Several students who had been chasing each other immediately stopped and made way.
Nobody wanted to be caught in the middle of these two groups.
Dai Huabin stopped and raised his chin.
"Senior Bei Bei."
He called out, his tone very polite.
"I've heard that you and Xu Sanshi are the twin stars of the outer academy. Lulu and I have come to see what you're made of."
Bei Bei was stunned for a moment.
It sounded polite at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it didn't feel quite right.
What did he mean by "let's see what you're made of"?
You're a second-year student, and you're telling a fifth-year student that you want to test his quality?
Xu Sanshi's expression darkened, and he said in a low voice,
"Bei Bei... is he looking down on us?"
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