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Chapter 385: Confrontation with Su Yanyang
Before the next round of competition officially began, students were granted roughly three hours to rest and recover.
Che Yufei, having suffered minimal losses in the previous match, had merely maintained his Spirit Armor and taken some routine medication before turning his attention to the information flickering within his Eye Armor.
Since posting his performance on social media, he’d gradually begun receiving messages.
Smiling, he tapped open the comments beneath his post—watching as classmates from high schools and universities alike expressed shock and admiration at his entry into the competition’s Top Ten.
Meanwhile, the internship applications he’d sent out in silence had started to yield responses.
…
On the other side, Shi Yunxiang couldn’t contain his excitement as he proudly displayed his Top Ten ranking from the Civil Engineering Competition.
He broadcast the news across multiple group chats, grinning as he shared the achievement with everyone.
To him, it was entirely expected.
“Winning the Competition Ranking and not showing it? That’d be a waste,” he thought. “Success should be shouted from the rooftops—this is the survival rule of university life.”
He was mid-message with his advisor, thrilled by the rare reply from the man, when suddenly, a few students from Wanfa University’s demon-blooded lineage reached out, asking if he needed financial aid through the demon-blooded student loan program.
Reading through the replies in his Eye Armor, Shi Yunxiang felt once again the true weight of being in the Top Ten of the Civil Engineering Department.
…
Ying Clan Ancestral Hall Group
Ying Xin: I made it to the Top Ten of the Civil Engineering Department Competition!
Ying Xin: Ranking screenshot. [Image file]
The screenshot instantly ignited a flurry of reactions from the dormant members of the group.
First-Generation Clan Leader: Excellent! Second Year already—future looks bright.
Fourth-Generation Clan Leader: Ying Xin, did you just fill in for someone?
Second-Generation Clan Leader: Good job—climbed onto a strong team. Now hold on tight and don’t let go.
Fifth-Generation Clan Leader: Honestly, rankings don’t matter much anymore. Wait till you’re upperclass—Ranking is important, but alignment is more so. And lineage? The ultimate trump card.
First-Generation Clan Leader: Did you send gifts? Use my ashes to bribe the other side.
Third-Generation Clan Leader: Grandfather, you gave most of your ashes to me already—where’s left?
Third-Generation Clan Leader: Burn me instead—plenty still remain.
Watching the responses from Father, Grandfather, Great-Grandfather, High-Grandfather, and Sky-Grandfather, Ying Xin felt a warmth spread through her chest. This was the power of family—of Bloodline bonds—supporting her in ways no individual could.
…
Meanwhile, Yu Xinghan lay beside the construction site, practicing his Breathing Technique while simultaneously using his Spirit Armor to chat.
Songyang Alumni Group
Wanfa University Foundation Establishment Class, 5th; Civil Engineering Competition Top 10; Engineering Health Management Specialist – Yu Xinghan: Haha, @Song Hailong, your video’s hilarious.
Xianbing University Foundation Establishment Class, 3rd – Song Hailong: Wasn’t that posted last week? Why are you just replying now?
Fengdu University – Zhao Tianxing (send traffic my way): Top 10? (…)
Yu Xinghan: You mean the Civil Engineering Competition Top 10?
Yu Xinghan: Just competed in the department’s internal match with Zhang Yu, beat a few senior students, and barely scraped into the Top 10.
Yu Xinghan: Second Year making Top 10? That’s rare. I guess Zhang Yu and I really are above the historical average of Wanfa’s Civil Engineering Department.
Reading the group’s awe-struck replies, Yu Xinghan urged everyone to support his video more.
Then, the icon of Lian Tianji flickered to life.
Lian Tianji: Xinghan, your last message slipped through—my assistant forgot to forward it.
Lian Tianji: Which video do you want me to recommend and share?
Seeing Lian Tianji’s reply, Yu Xinghan’s eyes lit up. He quickly engaged in conversation, and they finally agreed to collaborate on a video once Yu Xinghan joined the project at Hehuan University.
“Hehuan University…” Yu Xinghan’s gaze hardened. “I’m going for sure.”
Just then, he saw Zhang Yu and Xiao Qingxuan returning. He hurried over. “How’s it going?”
Xiao Qingxuan spoke coolly: “His injuries were already stable. The doctor gave a quick treatment, and with Director Gao’s medicine, he should be fully recovered after an hour of rest.”
Everyone exhaled inwardly. Zhang Yu had performed astonishingly in the previous match against Ma Xuan, quietly becoming the team’s cornerstone—essential for the upcoming rounds.
But moments later, with the announcement of the next round’s schedule, the team’s mood darkened.
“The next round features the remaining ten teams facing off in pairs.”
“The initial Top Ten rankings will be determined by construction completion.”
“The winners of each matchup will get one chance to challenge the next tier—win against third place, and you leap into third yourself…”
Zhang Yu pondered. “So this round sets the preliminary Top Ten rankings. The next determines the final standings.”
Che Yufei frowned. “We’re up against Su Yanyang’s team? This….”
He turned to Shi Huaixu. “You were on their team before—how big is the gap between us?”
Shi Huaixu rubbed his waist, his expression grim. “It’s huge.”
“Su Yanyang’s skill alone isn’t even the worst part. From what I know, his Iron Coffin holds nine sets of standard Spirit Armor—covering every specialization. They’re perfectly tailored to his techniques, maximizing his full potential.”
“Whether it’s frontline combat, scouting, terrain manipulation, array deployment, or large-scale construction—he excels in every aspect. No weaknesses. Not even a hint.”
“And his teammates? All top 40 in the department.”
“Each of them has high-end Spirit Armor, Spirit Artifacts—equipment worth a fortune.”
“More importantly, they’re all rich. They won’t hesitate to spend recklessly during the competition, nor worry about post-match medical or maintenance costs.”
Shi Huaixu sighed. “I’d bet Su Yanyang already knew about this setup. He probably assembled this team just to fight for the top seven.”
“And he’s extremely cautious—never underestimates any opponent.”
As Shi Huaixu spoke, the team fell silent, each member absorbing the weight of the truth.
Che Yufei shook his head. “We’ve already made Top Ten. If the next round goes badly, we should just concede early—avoid massive losses.”
Xiao Qingxuan scanned the faces around him. He saw the relief on each one—the satisfaction of having already achieved their goal. Facing such a formidable opponent, defeat felt inevitable. Naturally, some began to consider giving up.
Shi Huaixu’s face tightened with frustration, but she didn’t contradict Che Yufei. She had no confidence to rally them against Su Yanyang.
The risk, the potential loss—too great.
Xiao Qingxuan turned to Zhang Yu, who stood in quiet thought.
“The entire team has lost its fire,” he thought. “In this state—do you still want to win?”
…
As the rest period ended, the teams prepared to re-enter the arena.
At the entrance, the two sides stood facing each other.
Su Yanyang leaned against his floating Iron Coffin, eyeing Shi Huaixu.
“Huaiyu, are you going to fight to the end… or surrender now?”
“You know the gap between us. If you yield early, it’ll reduce losses for both sides. A smart move, really.”
“We’re all from the Civil Engineering Department. Why destroy each other?”
“You know me—always hate unnecessary waste.”
Shi Huaixu clenched her jaw. “Prove it first.”
Su Yanyang sighed, shaking his head. “Still so emotional. In cultivation, the worst thing is letting feelings cloud judgment.”
He turned to the rest of Shi Huaixu’s team. “She and I have differences. Her choices are biased. You should talk her down.”
“Why waste money on cultivation? Isn’t it better to save it? Don’t you agree…?”
As Che Yufei and Shi Yunxiang exchanged uneasy glances, Zhang Yu stepped forward, staring straight at Su Yanyang.
“You’re trying to divide us, aren’t you?”
“Oh?” Su Yanyang smirked. “What gives you that idea?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Zhang Yu didn’t back down. “Before battle, you’re already resorting to trash talk and psychological warfare. You’re not confident, are you?”
“Or is it that you’re not even sure you can beat us?”
“Hmph.” Su Yanyang’s smile widened. “A fun Second Year. After beating Ma Xuan, your confidence has clearly swollen.”
“Alright, I was going to give you some senior advice.”
“But now, I think you’ll only listen after you’re lying on the ground.”
He waved dismissively and stepped back. Instantly, the Iron Coffin before him burst open—several streaks of light shot forth, speeding toward Su Yanyang.
A transformation rippled across his body. His Spirit Armor shifted into a new form.
Now, his arms were made of crystalline structures, crackling with electric arcs, radiating a terrifying energy.
His legs, likewise crystalline, gave him anti-gravitational lift, suspending him midair.
His torso had become a glowing blue gemstone, while jagged crystal spines protruded from his back like cruel blades.
Zhang Yu and the others stiffened. Their Eye Armors flashed with Shi Huaixu’s notes:
Shi Huaixu: Su Yanyang’s Spirit Armors are fully integrated systems—bought as complete sets.
Shi Huaixu: They enhance his cultivation and work in synergy—enabling system-wide upgrades and combat efficiency.
Shi Huaixu: This set is the Disha God from Wandao Jiangzong—specifically designed to amplify control over Disha Gravity.
Shi Huaixu: When used to empower the Civil Engineering Seven Supreme, it dramatically increases their power and casting range.
As the team listened, staring at the hovering Su Yanyang, their morale sank further.
Then, the competition officially began. The teams entered in sequence, and a random draw determined the offensive and defensive roles.
Shi Huaixu murmured: “We’re the defenders in the first half?”
Che Yufei scanned the distance. “Just like last time—go out to meet them, keep them outside the Construction Site?”
But to everyone’s surprise, unlike Ma Xuan’s explosive opening, Su Yanyang’s team made no move at all.
(End of Chapter)
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