C17 The End of the Competition

"Look, what a smart kid!" The Great Elder on the high platform praised.

The other elders nodded slightly. This Ling Zesheng's performance could already be praised by them, but it was only slightly.

The end of the competition just now had been too sudden. Most of the audience could not see clearly and did not quite understand what had happened. It was only after the following competition that they gradually understood how terrifying this Ling Zesheng was.

With a calm expression, No matter what kind of opponent he faced, he would always remain calm. In the face of an endless stream of spells, he was able to deal with them one by one.

Among them, his method of dealing with his opponent's attacks was extremely ingenious, and he was even more adept at using all sorts of spells. He also used this to continuously defeat several hundred opponents, all of them at the same level as him, both at the Awakening level. However, the reason why they were defeated was precisely because their utilization of spirit energy was too different from Ling Zesheng's.

Although they were high level students, after seeing Ling Zesheng's technique, they all felt that they were inferior to him. At this moment, they finally realized why Chu Feifan lost so easily!

However, no matter how good a spiritual technique was, under the absolute difference in spiritual energy, they would still be defeated.

Ling Zesheng finally lost, and his opponent was a high level student who had awakened three spirits! The combination of three types of spiritual energy smashed over. It was not that Ling Zesheng did not have a way to resolve it, but that he did not have the ability to do so! His spiritual energy was not enough to resist it, so he had to admit defeat.

The higher the challenge, the more powerful the senior students became. Their spiritual energy foundation was extremely profound.

At this moment, it was already the two thousand five hundred senior students. In other words, they had to defeat more than one thousand senior students before they could charge into the top one thousand!

The last person to go on stage was the number one among the Intermediate students. When Ling Zesheng left the field, he had already appeared in the martial arts field. The crowd had not even seen how he had gone up.

"Light and shadow flash. . . This little kid is really fast. " An elder raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke slowly.

"This child's body contains a lot of spiritual energy. . . Tsk tsk, impressive. " Another elder added.

When the Great Elder heard this, he said, "Having too many Origins might not be a good thing. Moreover, he might not be able to control the spiritual energy within his body. "

The number one Middle Stage cultivator stood upright in the middle of the martial arts field, his gaze as sharp as lightning. His voice was as clear as a sword, "Challenger, middle ranked student. Ye Qingyun. " After saying that, he did not wait for the opponent to attack. He took out an ancient sword from his spatial bag and gently swung it forward. Spiritual Qi poured in and instantly condensed into a sword shadow that was dozens of feet in size. As soon as this sword shadow appeared, it was like a flowing light. It rushed towards the opposite side.

At this time, without waiting for the high-level students to react, the Great Elder on the high platform waved his arm lightly. Then, the sword shadow quietly dissipated, turning into waves of flowing wind. . . The Great Elder's voice was also heard, "Go down, you can't beat Qingyun. "

The senior student looked slightly unhappy. However, since the grand elder had spoken, he could only obey.

The Great Elder then spoke again and asked Ye Qingyun, "Qing Yun, how many layers of spiritual Qi did you use just now?"

When Ye Qingyun heard this, he casually replied, "The third layer. "

When his words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"This. . . Is this still an intermediate-rank person?"

"He. . . He has only cultivated for a year or so, right?"

The First Elder mused a little when he heard this. "This child was already a Qi Spirit Stage before he entered the academy. Now, a year has passed. The Great Elder was not too surprised. He only sighed. This student's talent was too high. His starting point had already surpassed his peers by a lot.

The same silence once again appeared in the high-rank area. . . Actually, at this time every year, it was almost always the time when the high-rank students were most embarrassed. Rather than calling it a competition, it would be better to let some of the weaker high-rank students be training partners for the middle-rank students.

The Great Elder sighed lightly. "Since that's the case, then Guu Yulou, you do it!"

As soon as the First Elder finished speaking, the entire audience fell into a dead silence. Most of the audience's eyes were wide open. Guu Yulou, who was in the high level area, was also slightly shocked. After which, he shook his head helplessly. "Great Elder, if you were so wise last year, I wouldn't have wasted so many matches. "

After saying that, Guu Yulou slowly stood up. He stretched his body first, then casually waved a wooden stick. He stood up and jumped. He actually stepped on the wooden stick and floated towards the center of the field.

"Hiss. . . " Seeing this, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. "This, he can fly so quickly!?"

Mingsi stared blankly. In his eyes, Guu Yulou's figure was reflected. He stepped on an ordinary wooden stick and slowly flew in the air and landed on the ground. Although it did not have such a shocking momentum, it was already very shocking.

"He flew up. . . " Mingsi muttered to himself. He was very surprised. This was the first time he saw a student flying. At this moment, he could not help but recall the scene when his father had sent him to board the flying sword. The words filled with hope did not fade away in his heart for a long time. "Si, you have to fly up by yourself in the future!"

It turned out that he could do it before graduation! Because in front of him, someone had already done it! Mingsi seemed to have seen hope, saw his goal, and his heart was filled with joy.

Guu Yulou, who had flown to the center of the scene, jumped down. He waved his hand lightly and held the wooden stick in his hand. "Junior brother Qingyun, may I allow senior brother to use a weapon?"

Ye Qingyun nodded indifferently. "No problem. "

In the middle of the arena, two figures stood opposite each other. A gentle breeze blew past between them. Only a few wisps of smoke and dust were stirred up, brushing against the edges of their clothes.

It was quiet, very quiet. Everyone in the audience stands held their breaths and stared.

"Little child's aura is also not ordinary. . . " The elder on the high platform sipped his tea as he spoke with a light laugh.

As soon as his voice faded, one of the people on the platform moved first. It was Ye Qingyun!

Ye Qingyun held the ancient sword diagonally and rushed forward quickly. When he was about to reach Guu Yulou, he injected the spiritual energy in his right hand into the sword and slashed forward heavily. His attack was much weaker than before.

Guu Yulou's eyes narrowed slightly. How could he not see how much spiritual energy was contained in the sword? What surprised him even more was that most of the spiritual energy had entered the sword, but it did not spread out too much. Clearly, his control of the spiritual energy had reached an extremely high level.

Guu Yulou quickly formed a seal and moved a few inches away from the sword. As he dodged the sword, he waved the wooden stick with his right hand and brushed the sword with his right hand. The wooden stick trembled violently. A small cut was cut open on the Spiritual Qi wrapped around it, and a part of the wooden stick inside was scratched.

Guu Yulou's eyes narrowed slightly. Immediately, he formed another seal. Immediately, a three-colored spiritual Qi surged into the wooden stick and condensed into a three-colored spiral spiritual Qi film on the outside.

Ye Qingyun looked at the three-colored wooden stick and a solemn expression appeared in his eyes, "Three Awakening Spiritual Qi. . . "

Guu Yulou did not give Ye Qingyun too much time to stop. After he had condensed his Qi, he swung the stick at Ye Qingyun. The three-colored wooden stick slashed down from the sky with an imposing manner.

On the opposite side, Ye Qingyun did not panic at all. He increased the amount of spiritual energy again and injected it into the ancient sword. He waved his stick at the three-colored wooden stick that was coming at him. In this way, he was going to fight Guu Yulou head on. He was going to fight with Guu Yulou head on to see how strong the spiritual energy was.

The three-colored wooden stick and the ancient sword collided quietly. A circle of twisted spiritual energy ripples appeared in the center of the collision. The force of the collision between the spiritual energy and the spiritual energy turned into a shocking explosion, followed by a loud bang. Dust and dust filled the area where the two of them fought, and sand and stones flew everywhere. The entire arena seemed to have become unstable. It trembled violently. The impact waves caused by the spiritual energy explosion instantly expanded and rumbled out of the arena. Finally, the barrier outside the arena gradually melted.

Immediately after, two figures retreated at the same time. Guu Yulou took a dozen steps back and stopped steadily. His eyes were filled with surprise and surprise. The wooden stick in his hand had already been broken in half.

On the other side, Ye Qingyun stepped back to the edge of the field. His clothes were tattered and his face looked serious. However, the ancient sword in his hand was still undamaged, and it was faintly filled with several colors mixed with spiritual energy. After a careful count, there were three colors of the spiritual energy that were emitted!

Guu Yulou smiled and threw away the wooden stick in his hand. He stared at Ye Qingyun and said slowly, "Junior Brother Ye, why do I feel like you are hiding something?"

Ye Qingyun also smiled and said, "Aren't you the same?"

Guu Yulou shook his head and said, "I am the senior brother, so I can't be too much of a bully. Attack now. Use the other Qi, and you will have a chance to defeat me. " Guu Yulou then took out a large iron sword from his spatial pouch.

Ye Qingyun heard this and pondered for a few breaths. Then, he secretly sighed. He shook his head and put away the big ancient sword. "No, it's not worth it. Besides, I may not be able to defeat you in this battle. I have lost. "

Guu Yulou looked disappointed. He put away the sword he had just taken out and jumped out of the arena. "What a boring junior brother. "

After he left, Ye Qingyun also cupped his fists and left. He left the audience with a blank look on their faces.

"It's. . . It's over just like that?"

"What happened?"

"Did you hear that? Ye Qingyun seemed to have lost. " asked Wang Yao.

. . .

At this moment, there were already mentors who went up to the stage and began injecting spiritual energy into the damaged dojo to repair it. In the center of the dojo, there was a huge pit that was extremely conspicuous.

The eight elders on the high platform also stood up and swayed. In the next moment, they appeared in the sky above the dojo.

The seven elders waved their arms and gave out rewards. Anyone who went on stage today would receive a reward from the academy. However, the rewards were different depending on the result.

The weakest person would only receive a spirit fruit or medicinal pill with ordinary effects, whereas the five middle ranked students who were the center of attention in the entire scene would receive a reward exchange token and an enviable accompanying spirit fruit. This was an item that could allow a cultivator's success rate of fusing with the awakening spirit fruit to increase by five levels, and its value went without saying!

Under the envious gazes of the crowd, the Great Elder finally spoke slowly, "Are you envious?"

"Yes!" When the crowd heard this, they immediately responded in a shocking manner.

Seeing this, the Great Elder laughed out loud. "You won't be rewarded for nothing. If you want to receive a reward from the academy, you'll have to put in a lot of effort. " The Great Elder slowly swept his gaze across the crowd. "The academy's annual competition has ended. You will naturally know what your gains are. "

The Great Elder turned to the Senior Academic Area. "You still have one last year to cultivate. One year later, you will embark on your journey. This is not a joke! If you travel in the future, don't lose the name of Southern Pearl Institute! "

"Yes!" Thousands of senior students replied in unison.

The Great Elder nodded with a smile, then turned to the intermediate student section. "And. . . And you. . . Performed well this time! Your training has only been going on for a year, what the academy needs to learn is what the academy needs to learn! I look forward to seeing all of you create another glory next year!"

"Yes!" The middle-ranked students yelled in unison, their auras extraordinary.

Finally, the Great Elder turned to the school area filled with young faces. "Little ones, are you satisfied with the show?"

Hearing the Great Elder's mocking voice, everyone present began to laugh. The First Elder once again spoke. "Your senior brothers and sisters are very impressive. In a short period of one to two years, he had gone from a young brat who did not know anything back then. They have now become Spirit Realm cultivators with extraordinary abilities. In the future. . . However, little ones, you know that among them. . . How much did they pay?"

The Grand Elder began to become serious: "From now on, your cultivation will no longer be as simple as a child's. It has been a month, and you should be able to adapt to higher levels of cultivation. Are you confident that you can surpass your senior brothers and sisters? "

" Yes!!! " Thousands of low-level students let out heaven-shaking roars. They did not have much of an imposing aura, and appeared extremely young and ignorant. However, they were filled with the naive and romantic feeling of a young man.

"Alright!" The Great Elder stroked his beard and laughed. "There's still a long way to go on the path of cultivation. This is only the beginning. The competition this time is only the beginning, but in the future. . . There will be more opportunities to show off your achievements in cultivation! The academy is looking forward to your wonderful performance! "

The Great Elder used his spiritual energy to spread his last words in all directions. Everyone's heart and blood were surging.

Just like that, the grand competition of the Spiritual Academy in Southern Pearl Institute this year came to an end. It was like a flying stone. Even though it was already breathtaking, it stirred up layers of waves in everyone's hearts, surging and cleansing them, and they were unable to calm down for a long time.