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Chapter 378: Is This Second Year?
In the Spiritual World Network, teachers from the Civil Engineering Department were simultaneously watching multiple matches unfold.
This round of the Elimination Match featured ten battles happening at once, each displayed as a separate window floating before them. With a mere shift of intent, they could switch between live camera feeds, observing every battlefield from every possible angle.
At the start, the spotlight naturally fell on the two inheritors of the Tian Kunlun Shifting Mountain Divine Power.
But this time, the Elimination Match had not paired Mo Ejin from Division Eight with Xuan Liangtian from Division Ten.
As a result, both of them dispatched their opponents with crushing ease—swift and decisive, but lacking any real spectacle.
It was the clashes between the War Faction and the Peace Faction that truly drew attention.
Su Yanyang darted across the battlefield at high speed, his overwhelming power unleashing devastating barrages that tore apart his opponent’s defenses.
“Su Yanyang has mastered all six of the Civil Engineering Seven Supreme Techniques with remarkable proficiency. His cultivation is truly impressive—this time, he’s definitely going to make the top seven.”
“Once he fully masters the Civil Engineering Seven Supreme, he can take the Military License exam. Our department will gain another student with Military-Grade Power.”
Meanwhile, another camera revealed a young girl transforming into a giant over ten meters tall, charging forward with a three-headed, six-armed form—rampaging through the battlefield like a force of nature.
Each of her six arms gripped a different Spirit Artifact, and with every activation, a burst of promotional slogans flashed into view.
“Xiaoyunji’s transformation Spirit Armor must be the latest model. She maintains her human form during cultivation and shifts into battle mode only when needed.”
“Six ads in one match—this girl’s future is limitless.”
“Xiaoyunji might even get her Military License before Su Yanyang.”
As the teachers debated the students’ performances, one suddenly murmured, “Huh? That student—Student Union Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin?”
The comment immediately drew attention. All eyes turned to the match in question—Zhang Yu, unleashing Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin, striking ten times in a single instant and sending Cong Na flying.
Lang Yougong’s gaze sharpened. His mind flickered with surprise: Zhang Yu… this kid actually knows Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin? Ten strikes in one moment—this is already Level 10, right?
Though Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin was only a Pre-Military Grade Technique, its performance far surpassed almost all Expert-Level Cultivation Techniques.
Had this happened a few years ago, the teachers might have intervened immediately—Zhang Yu would have been arrested on the spot for illegally practicing Military-Grade Power without certification.
But then, Zhang Yu unleashed another ten strikes in an instant.
A teacher gasped. “His Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin has reached Level 20?”
“He’s only Second Year! How can he have cultivated it to Level 20 already?”
“And he’s achieved this while also pushing Zhanmo Yunshou Gong to Level 20!”
More teachers leaned in, their attention now fully fixed on Zhang Yu and Ma Xuan’s match.
When they saw Zhang Yu charge into enemy lines, single-handedly disrupting their formation—using Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin’s momentum redirection to fight off multiple opponents, including seniors from Fourth Year, Fifth Year, and Sixth Year—they were stunned.
Lang Yougong sighed in admiration. “His martial talent is truly exquisite. He’s not just using Jiuxiao Yun Kongjin to redirect force—he’s also mimicking his opponents’ movements through Gang Qi, fully amplifying their own power.”
He marveled, “This is truly returning their own methods against them—without violating any technique rules. Simply brilliant.”
Tu Lishan nodded in agreement. “This isn’t just martial talent. He’s doing it while fighting multiple opponents.”
“To accurately mimic one opponent’s movements under pressure is already rare.”
“To mimic several at once? That’s nearly impossible.”
“And while doing so, he must also control the rhythm, combine the motions with force, and adapt to different fighters—this requires exceptional mental capacity and lightning-fast reflexes.”
One teacher nodded slowly, checking Zhang Yu’s file. Sure enough, he had already passed the Ling Rou He Yi realm and had purchased a cultivation technique designed to enhance mental speed.
That very technique—Zhang Yu’s secret tool to conceal Wuliang Xin Nei Fashen—was now proving perfectly useful.
As Lang Yougong and Tu Lishan analyzed the scene, and as they recalled Zhang Yu’s mere Second Year status, the teachers felt a familiar spark—another prodigy of the Civil Engineering Department rising before their eyes.
Jiao Lei Immortal thought quietly: In five or six years, he might become another Mo Ejin.
Too bad… he’s on the War Faction side.
As Zhang Yu’s homeroom teacher, Jiao Lei Immortal felt conflicted.
Zhang Yu’s excellence was a source of pride for him—but as a Peace Faction instructor, he couldn’t help but worry. He didn’t want Zhang Yu to grow too strong, especially not surpassing Ji Yuanchi.
At that moment, Wei Huai from the Peace Faction spoke coldly:
“Talent is undeniable. But charging into enemy lines like that? That’s reckless. Too impulsive.”
“Civil Engineering competitions aren’t fought that way.”
“This style doesn’t suit Civil Engineering. Maybe he’d be better off in the Security Department.”
“Watch. Ma Xuan’s going to deal with him.”
Indeed, Ma Xuan had had enough of the chaos.
He couldn’t afford to let Zhang Yu keep disrupting the battlefield.
“Cong Na, Ji Yuanchi—pull back. I’m reclaiming Xiao Sanhe. First, I’ll deal with Zhang Yu.”
“Stay clear—don’t get caught by Shi Huaixu’s team.”
With that, Ma Xuan withdrew his Martial Energy.
Instantly, the massive sandstorm hundreds of meters away collapsed like a collapsing wall.
As Ma Xuan’s control wavered, the power of Shi Huaixu’s Xiao Sanhe surged, unleashing a tidal wave of sand that roared toward Ma Xuan’s construction site.
But Ma Xuan didn’t care.
He had to eliminate Zhang Yu before the enemy’s assault arrived.
“Zhang Yu,” Ma Xuan said, “I admit—I underestimated you.
I shouldn’t have tried to suppress Shi Huaixu while also handling you.
If I’d dropped the suppression the moment you arrived, none of this would’ve happened.”
Then, he slammed his foot down.
The ground trembled violently.
“Did you think I never had a plan for you?”
With a sudden roar, he tore his hands apart—like invisible hands ripping open the earth.
A deep chasm split the ground open.
In an instant, everyone on the battlefield plummeted downward.
But layers of sand quickly formed stepping platforms beneath Bu Ziran and others, allowing them to leap out of the pit.
Zhang Yu unleashed a wave of Gang Qi, slamming it into a nearby rock wall, trying to use the rebound to climb out—
But then, a massive shadow loomed over him.
A hand made of swirling sand descended like a mountain, crushing down upon him with overwhelming force.
Under the sheer pressure, Zhang Yu grunted, then was smashed into the depths below.
Ma Xuan clapped his hands together—reclaiming the earth, sealing the pit shut.
The ground returned to normal.
But Zhang Yu was gone.
Deep underground, Zhang Yu stood in a small, confined cavity.
His eyes narrowed.
You want to bury me here forever?
Having temporarily suppressed Zhang Yu with full force, Ma Xuan resumed directing the battle.
As Shi Huaixu’s sandstorm surged toward them, Ma Xuan struck forward—sending a wave of sand roaring back.
But then, Che Yufei and Shi Yunxiang struck from both sides, their Gang Qi blazing like massive hammers and drills, tearing through the sandstorm.
Ma Xuan frowned. Too close. I didn’t have time to charge properly.
Damn it—Zhang Yu’s delay gave them the opening.
At that moment, Cong Na and Yang Yan stepped in, intercepting Che Yufei and Shi Yunxiang.
The clash sent shockwaves through their Spirit Armors.
“Ugh—these guys’ armor is tough! After this match, we’re gonna need serious repairs.”
Just then, Tian Yang activated Da Feng Tian Chen Zhang.
This technique, drawn from construction site dust pollution and dust control work—perfect for this environment.
With Tian Yang’s cover, the team surged forward again.
But then, a flash of lightning erupted behind them.
A ball of crackling lightning and fire, a mass of Gang Qi, shot out from hundreds of meters away like a cannonball—directly targeting Che Yufei.
It was Ji Yuanchi.
He moved at supersonic speed, his body wrapped in a storm of wind, weaving through the enemy’s rear.
His Spirit Armor extended his arms into a network of external meridians, connecting them into a rail system that heated and accelerated Gang Qi—transforming his arms into a 500-meter-range Gang Qi cannon.
Now, he fired again and again.
Each blast of lightning-ignited Gang Qi tore through the battlefield.
With the Sixth-Generation Zuihun Eye locking onto targets, any movement exposed Ji Yuanchi’s cannon to fire instantly—no chance to escape.
And thanks to network coordination with Ma Xuan, each target was marked in real time, appearing directly in Ji Yuanchi’s Eye Armor.
Whenever Ji Yuanchi fired, Ma Xuan would redirect the sand, scattering it to expose the enemy’s position—making Ji Yuanchi’s attacks unpredictable and deadly.
Boom!
Another blast was shattered by Xiao Qingxuan’s dragon-shaped Gang Qi.
Shi Huaixu’s expression darkened. He glared at Ji Yuanchi in the distance.
Being harassed from behind—constantly under fire—was unbearable.
And if they tried to eliminate Ji Yuanchi, he’d vanish instantly, using storm winds to retreat at three times the speed of sound.
All the while, he kept firing.
And with Ma Xuan controlling the battlefield through Xiao Sanhe—Shi Huaixu’s team had been trapped in a deadly stalemate.
“Like a damn fly. Annoying.”
Shi Huaixu hadn’t expected that sending Zhang Yu to disrupt them would backfire—now, they were being driven mad by Ji Yuanchi’s relentless assault.
Ma Xuan watched, silent in his mind:
In the same cultivation realm, power and combat strength aren’t equal.
Especially when environment and battlefield conditions shift—victory often goes to the one who adapts, not the strongest.
Ji Yuanchi’s extreme long-range assault will secure our win.
Keep firing, Ji Yuanchi. Let your destruction reach its full potential.
As Shi Huaixu launched Xiao Sanhe to grab Ji Yuanchi, Ma Xuan instantly coordinated with the others, attacking Che Yufei’s group.
When Shi Huaixu committed to the front line, Ji Yuanchi resumed his barrage from behind.
Ma Xuan smiled.
No matter which way you choose—your weakness will show.
Then, suddenly, Ma Xuan’s brow twitched.
The ground beneath him trembled violently.
(End of Chapter)
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