Chapter 101

"I remember this part of the Freshman Competition started over forty years ago, right?"

"Yes, the previous record was also set by an S-rank ability user, who defeated a total of 87 freshmen!"

"But it took much longer—almost six or seven minutes to finish."

"So it seems Xu Jingming has indeed broken our school's record."

"......"

On the podium, the instructors were chatting with smiles on their faces.

The previous record of 87 defeated freshmen existed because his combat power could only reach that number.

But Xu Jingming is completely different—his record of 102 was achieved because there were only that many freshmen left on the arena!

If given more freshmen, he could set an even higher record!

No one knows his limit!

"I wonder how Dean Yang trained him—Xu Jingming's spear technique must already be Master-level, right?"

A weapons academy instructor muttered in amazement.

"Master-level? Are you sure you didn't misread?"

Sun Qingxue, dean of the Elements Academy, blinked in surprise and quickly asked again.

"No mistake—Xu Jingming's spear technique is truly Master-level."

Another weapons academy instructor nodded in agreement, his tone filled with awe.

The Weapons Academy has over thirty instructors.

Including the dean, only nine have reached Grandmaster-level weapon proficiency.

The remaining twenty-plus instructors have merely mastered their skills to Master-level.

In other words, purely in terms of weapon proficiency, Xu Jingming could already qualify as an instructor at Mo University's Weapons Academy...

"Master-level spear technique—Xu Jingming clearly possesses extraordinary talent in the weapon path."

Dean Sun's eyes flickered slightly.

She knew that

Lightning-element ability users have two development paths: close-combat fighting and ranged spellcasting.

She had originally planned to try recruiting him for the Elements Academy after the Freshman Competition ended.

But with Xu Jingming's exceptional spear skill, his future clearly lies in weapons—he no longer needed to be pulled into her academy.

"Regardless, with Xu Jingming's current strength, he's crushing all other freshmen."

Although the Freshman Competition still had a second stage, Dean Sun didn't believe any freshman could surpass Xu Jingming.

"This is fine—now we don't have to worry about the three-school freshman study trip this semester."

Dean Sun thought silently to herself.

"Big Brother Ming! Awesome job!"

"Xu classmate is as formidable as ever."

When Xu Jingming stepped down from the arena, the surrounding students cast him wary, hesitant glances.

But Liu Wentao, Song Qiuyun, and Qi Dongxia all smiled and congratulated him.

Especially Liu Wentao, who was the most excited:

"Big Brother Ming, you didn't see Li Chengzhi's face turn liver-colored the moment you eliminated Shi Liao!"

"Man, I thought he could've gone straight into Sichuan opera face-changing!"

Hearing this, Xu Jingming glanced around and quickly spotted Li Chengzhi among the freshmen.

He no longer had his earlier arrogance—upon noticing Xu Jingming's gaze, he instantly turned his head away.

This made Xu Jingming smile slightly.

So this guy was just a paper tiger who bullied the weak and cowered before the strong.

For a person like this, Xu Jingming had originally had no interest in even lifting a finger.

But Li Chengzhi's earlier actions were too arrogant—he simply couldn't be ignored.

"Forget it—I'll challenge him in the second stage. I've got three chances anyway."

Shaking his head, Xu Jingming smiled at Song Qiuyun and the other two: "Now it's your turn."

"No problem—I'm already eager to go."

Song Qiuyun's face flushed with burning battle intent, and against her sultry beauty, it somehow looked perfectly harmonious.

"Advancing from the first stage shouldn't be a problem."

Liu Wentao and Qi Dongxia were also eager to compete.

The arena on Field 3 was made of some unknown alloy.

Even though Xu Jingming's Lei Mao had left many dents on it, the surface quickly restored itself.

After the incapacitated freshmen were carried off the arena, the AI Eva announced the start of Round Three.

"First stage, Round Two of the Freshman Competition has ended. Now drawing participants for Round Three."

The competition continued.

Without Xu Jingming, the remaining rounds were far more normal.

The freshmen were mostly evenly matched—even the stronger ones weren't overwhelmingly dominant.

As a result, the average duration of these next few rounds was about forty minutes.

Liu Wentao competed in Round Three, right after Xu Jingming; his A-rank mental ability made his strength highly formidable.

He advanced with nine defeated opponents, ranking fourth in this round.

Qi Dongxia, Song Qiuyun's roommate, competed in Round Six.

She possessed an enhancement-type beast-series A-rank ability, somewhat similar to Tang Qi's — a feline beast ability.

Once activated, her speed was extreme, her movement technique swift.

Combined with the alloy steel claws on her hands, her killing power was tremendous.

In the end, she completed her advancement with a record of defeating 12 opponents, ranking third in this round.

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As for Song Qiuyun, she went on much later — she wasn't drawn to fight until the eighth round.

"My turn."

Song Qiuyun gave a slight smile, and under Xu Jingming's gaze, stepped up onto the arena.

Her slender figure, gripping a Fang Tian Halberd, immediately drew the curious stares of the new students.

"It's the Chuan Province top scorer, Song Qiuyun!"

"Using a Fang Tian Halberd as a weapon — that's really rare."

"..."

Most of the new students had enrolled early, so they had long since heard of Song Qiuyun, the most beautiful girl among this year's incoming class.

But what they hadn't expected was that such a charming, slender girl would wield a brutal weapon like the Fang Tian Halberd.

"That figure, that face — absolute top-tier!"

"Didn't expect this year's new students to have such a pretty junior."

"I unilaterally declare her the new goddess of our school!"

"..."

The veteran students' focus was different.

The older students, seeing Song Qiuyun for the first time, were naturally drawn to her stunning looks and figure.

At the same time, on the arena, the eighth-round match officially began.

"Dawn's Light!"

Dazzling radiance bloomed from Song Qiuyun's body as the aura of a Tier-2 lower-rank ability user erupted in full!

"Another Tier-2!"

"What's going on? Why does this year's class have so many Tier-2s?"

"Lucky it's only Tier-2 lower-rank — not as monstrous as Xu Jingming."

"..."

The veteran students, who had just been lost in Song Qiuyun's beautiful face, were instantly shocked.

In previous years' Freshman Tournaments, peak Tier-1 had already been the strongest — yet this year, three Tier-2 ability users had appeared one after another!

In the past, that would have been unthinkable.

Still, some of the older students felt they could accept it.

After all, there was already a Tier-2 upper-rank among the new students — one or two more Tier-2 lower-ranks hardly mattered...

"Song Qiuyun, Chuan Province top scorer, wields a Light-system A-rank ability — list her as the second recruitment target."

At the Meteor Fall club, its president Wu Yuan murmured.

"What about Li Chengzhi?" the female club member beside him asked.

"Li Chengzhi — for now, list him as the third recruitment target," Wu Yuan said.

Li Chengzhi wields an Enhancement-type A-rank ability; compared to Light-system abilities, Enhancement-type abilities don't have as much growth potential.

Naturally, Song Qiuyun's priority is higher.

"Judgment of Light!"

"Morning-Light Phoenix Dance!"

"Halberd Art · Blazing Light!"

"Halberd Art · Light Flame Weight Slash!"

"..."

Unlike last time in the villa's training room, when she'd lost her confidence after being beaten by Xu Jingming.

On the arena, Song Qiuyun — dual-wielding both physical and magical arts, Fang Tian Halberd in hand — unleashed every combat technique she had.

Wrapped in Dawn's Light, she tore into the fight like a radiant goddess of war!

Even the afternoon sun, past two o'clock, couldn't outshine her dazzling, graceful figure.

The entire battle ended in less than ten minutes.

And Song Qiuyun advanced with forty-five opponents defeated — first place in the round.