Bang! Another palm struck Zhou Bai’s head fiercely, but the strength, capable of smashing steel plates, didn’t even budge Zhou Bai’s head by a fraction. Instead, it sent shockwaves of pain through Yun Kong’s palm.
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Yun Kong carried out a series of Mountain Penetration Palms, aiming to pierce through the opponent’s skin with her Primordial Spirit’s power and strike the internal organs.
However, upon realizing it was ineffective, she switched to the Lightning Leg technique, where the power of her Primordial Spirit shimmered and shook, bringing forth streaks of lightning that she kicked towards Zhou Bai’s chest.
The terrifying bursts of electrical light bombarded Zhou Bai’s body, yet they couldn’t even tear his clothes. Instead, Zhou Bai seized the opportunity when her foot went numb, grabbing hold of Yun Kong’s ankle.
"Mountain Penetration Palm, so-so," Zhou Bai shook his head. "Lightning Leg, a complete mess."
"That’s enough," he declared.
The next moment, Zhou Bai threw her with a flick of his wrist, and with the power of the Primordial Spirit, Yun Kong was flung out like a clay brick, breaking through the air with a boom, flying more than a hundred meters across the wide platform before crashing down with a thump.
She still didn’t stop; Yun Kong’s body kept rolling upon hitting the ground, covering another twenty meters before finally coming to a halt.
She stood up, covered in dust, looking incredulously at Zhou Bai.
The entire arena was also eerily silent, seemingly shocked by the progression of the match.
The next moment, loud cheers erupted from the spectator stands, with countless people standing up, continuously applauding Zhou Bai.
Liu Xian suddenly stood up, squinting his eyes towards Zhou Bai on the stage, and after a long time, he exhaled slowly: "This guy... he’s not as weak as we thought. Although Yun Kong’s Primordial Spirit’s power is only over 160, to be thrown like that, Zhou Bai’s Primordial Spirit must have broken through 200, I underestimated him."
Kong Zheng, who had been cross-legged practicing the Breathing Technique, had already opened his eyes, watching Zhou Bai on stage: "This fellow, might become the tiger in my path before I challenge Zuo Dao."
At the teacher’s area, Lv Chongyang’s eyes brightened slightly, and Zhou Shan also showed a flash of surprise: "I honestly thought Zhou Bai would be eliminated this round, but who would have thought his Primordial Spirit was trained well enough to block all of Yun Kong’s attacks."
Lv Chongyang couldn’t help but say, "Zhou Bai does have talent, perhaps reconsidering his expulsion... "
Zhou Shan waved his hand: "Let’s wait and see. There are many students with higher Primordial Spirit power, but they shouldn’t act recklessly in school."
Jing Xiu smiled: "Big brother Zhou is really impressive." Her mind couldn’t help but recall the words Zhou Bai once said; could it be that Zhou Bai wasn’t lying? But then thinking about Zhou Bai’s theoretical scores, she felt uncertain again.
Xia Li pouted, unwillingly admitting: "Humph, he’s a little bit impressive, sure. But he still falls short compared to me."
On the stage, Zhou Bai slowly stood up, thinking to himself: ’That worked, right? I feel like everyone is looking at me with shock and admiration, I’m almost embarrassed.’
Christina rolled excitedly: ’Definitely a success, now those classmates and teachers must think we’re incredibly powerful! Mega powerful! Terrifyingly strong!’
Zhou Bai: ’Great job, Tina, I owe it to you for telling me which martial arts she was using, so I could point them out. You really are a knowledgeable genius cat.’
Tina: ’You’re pretty cool too, Zhou Bai, using your Primordial Spirit to hold your ground like a pro.’
Zhou Bai: ’Aren’t we a bit too arrogant?’
Tina: ’Why arrogant? With such strength and terrifying talent, if I were you, I could brag for a year.’
Zhou Bai: ’True, we could brag for a year, but let’s just give ourselves a little internal pep talk; we’re being too modest.’
Tina: ’I think we’re too modest too, in the next competition, we should be a bit more higher-profile.’
Xia Li looked at Zhou Bai, who was stepping down from the stage, and frowned, "That guy, why does he have a stupid smile on his face?"
"Really?" Jing Xiu said from the side, "It seems fine to me, he’s probably just happy about winning."
Liu Xian looked at Yun Kong, who was being supported down, and assured him, "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of this guy."
Yun Kong nodded and said bitterly, "This guy is quite tough. His body is incredibly strong; he must have practiced some Body Refinement Techniques. Be careful."
Liu Xian gave a slight smile, "Rest assured, I’ve already seen through his weakness. He doesn’t stand a chance against me." With that, he turned his head toward the direction of Zuo Dao, thinking to himself, ’The most troublesome one is still Zuo Dao, after all.’
The competition for the top 16 continued. After Zhou Bai and Yun Kong’s first bout, there were seven more matches to go. The winners would become the top 8 and would face off again to determine the top 4.
During the subsequent seven matches, Zhou Bai could only find Jing Xiu, Qian Wangsun, and the others to watch the competition together.
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When all eight matches were completed, there was a break. After roughly half an hour of rest, the next round of elimination would begin.
At the teachers’ section, Zhou Shan looked at the time and furrowed his brows, "Why hasn’t Vice Principal Zhao arrived yet? Xiao Lv, go check on the 12th facility to make sure he hasn’t forgotten the time because of his experiments."
Lv Chongyang nodded, opened his mouth, and released a purple flying sword. His whole body flew out of the arena, and in no time, he arrived at the door of a secret laboratory building of the East Dao School.
Standing at the entrance of the 12th facility, he greeted the gatekeeper and then used his Primordial Spirit to verify his identity. Lv Chongyang stepped through the Array and entered the interior of the building.
However, as he entered the first-floor hall, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his pupils seeming to shrink to the size of a pinhead.
’It’s the smell of blood.’
The purple flying sword circled around him as Lv Chongyang extended a finger, unleashing a Sword Qi that pierced the sky as an alarm to the Dao School. He then slowly passed through the gate of the back hall.
Suddenly his breath sank, and the purple flying sword transformed into hundreds of sword shadows swirling around him.
He then saw, not far away, a headless corpse lying on the ground with blood almost filling the surrounding area.
Looking up, he could also see a person’s head nailed to the ceiling with eyes wide open, filled with unwillingness and anger.
’It’s Xing Jun.’
But what made Lv Chongyang so cautious was not the corpse of Xing Jun, but the person standing in front of it.
"Li Xiuzhu!"
Li Xiuzhu turned around with a helpless expression and said to Lv Chongyang, "You might not believe it, but I just got here too."
Meanwhile, because of Lv Chongyang’s warning, the building’s Array activated, and numerous cultivators arrived at the back hall, surrounding Li Xiuzhu.
Behind Lv Chongyang, his whole body was enveloped in golden Sword Qi while more Sword Qi drifted and roamed in the void; the entire back hall seemed to have turned into a world of swords in an instant.
In this world of swords, the ceiling was punctured, and Zhao Shouyi stepped on the void, descending step by step. The surging Sword Qi was released toward the entire building and thoroughly encircled Li Xiuzhu.
Li Xiuzhu’s eyelids slowly drooped as he let out a sigh, "It looks like you’re not willing to hear my explanation."
Zhao Shouyi said coldly, "Xing Jun is dead. Surrender, and then we’ll talk."
Li Xiuzhu raised both hands in resignation, "Fine, fine, fine, I surrender, alright? But really, I didn’t kill Xing Jun."