Chapter 422: Bing Yu? A Real Man!

"Stop with the wild thoughts!" Bing Yu hurriedly put a stop to the absurd speculations in everyone's hearts.

Following this, Bing Yu turned his head, looked at Xue Qinghuang with an expressionless face, and said in an ancient, unruffled tone:

"Since you all have set your hearts on being enemies with my Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy, then let us rely on our own abilities."

"What a fine 'rely on our own abilities'!"

Qing Hao said coldly:

"This Saint Son would like to see what kind of capability you Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy have!"

As soon as the words fell, Qing Hao took the lead, starting with a slash that sent a cyan sword ray sweeping rapidly toward Bing Yu.

"Attack!"

"No need to be polite with them."

Casually dispersing the horizontally slashed sword ray, Bing Yu lightly flicked the black long spear in his hand and stomped his foot heavily on the ground, leaving a several-meter-deep pit in his original spot as his figure instantly turned into a phantom.

"Boom!"

The sword edge and the spear shaft collided without any obstruction, and the instantaneous shockwave cleared the surrounding area.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Bing Yu's eyes narrowed, his arm, which was deadlocked with Qing Hao's, bent slightly, and then he exerted force suddenly, his Spirit Power surging to shake the latter back several steps, while he himself used that momentary recoil force to suddenly twist his body and thrust his long spear out.

"Clang!"

The spear tips collided, emitting a crisp sound.

"Hmm?"

Xue Qinghuang, who had thought she could catch him off guard, was slightly stunned, then retreated rapidly, staring at Bing Yu with fierce eyes.

On the other side, Bing Yu, who seemed to have easily neutralized the joint offensive of the two, had his brows tightly locked; he seemed to have overlooked some key information.

He had thought that as fellow members of the Five Great Academies, even if Qingtian Academy Academy, Myriad Phoenix, and the Holy Spiritual Academy joined forces, they wouldn't resort to swarming him; yet now, these heaven-gifted talents who held themselves in such high regard had actually taken the initiative to abandon their pride, not only joining forces but even launching a sneak attack.

A sneak attack?

Bing Yu thought to himself that this was bad.

"Ice Shadow Phantom Body!"

Eight afterimages swept out toward eight different directions simultaneously.

"Swish!"

The sound of a dagger slicing through the air clearly reached Bing Yu's ears, and a drop of cold sweat could not help but seep from his forehead.

"Oh? Did I miss?"

Li Xuanyi, dressed in a black robe, revealed his figure, his flat and plain voice making it impossible to detect any emotion from him.

Qing Hao, Li Xuanyi, and Xue Qinghuang each occupied a corner, surrounding Bing Yu in the center.

A breeze blew by, and yellow sand rose.

"Shattering Star Cold!"

Accompanied by a low shout, three figures holding spears swept toward the three of them simultaneously, each thrusting a spear out at the same time; the biting cold light made their skin feel a stinging pain.

Hmm?

The moment they realized they could not distinguish the real body, Qing Hao and the others made a prompt decision, directly launching an attack on the figure in front of them.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Boom!"

Bing Yu's figure appeared in front of Xue Qinghuang, hunched over, and the spear shaft, coated with Spirit Power, smashed fiercely into her jade-like, smooth abdomen.

"Unh～"

A flush of red surged across her face, Xue Qinghuang's eyes widened, and she flew backward without any power to resist, landing on the ground dozens of feet away.

Damn!

Brother, that was a heavy blow!

The sudden turn of events stunned both Qing Hao and Li Xuanyi; they snuck a glance at Xue Qinghuang, who was clutching her abdomen, body trembling, and glaring at Bing Yu with hatred, then looked at the expressionless Bing Yu, all giving him a thumbs-up in their hearts.

Although it is said that there is no distinction between men and women in the Spiritual Academy Tournament, that is ultimately just talk.

To be able to strike such a heavy blow against a delicate beauty so decisively and mercilessly—he is a real man!

Regarding this, Bing Yu felt no guilt; to him, clearing a threat first was the correct solution.

One-on-one he could roam the world, one-on-two he was evenly matched, but one-on-three—he might as well just wash up and go to sleep; he was not yet arrogant enough for that.

"Bastard!"

Looking at Xue Qinghuang, who was bowing her head with thick black energy seemingly radiating from her body, Qing Hao and Li Xuanyi couldn't help but tremble in their hearts and quietly took a few steps back.

"Phoenix Flame Descends to the World!"

"Oh no, be careful!" Someone from Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy felt a chill in her heart and shouted subconsciously.

Hearing Xue Qinghuang's angry voice, those who knew her naturally understood that this Small Divine Technique was powerful and an indiscriminate attack.

It was too late to run; at the very least, they had to withstand a wave!

A high-pitched phoenix cry resounded through the sky, echoing in the valley, as countless flaming meteors brought down a world-destroying rain of fire, striking the ground indiscriminately.

Xue Qinghuang leaped directly into the air, the Flame Phoenix Spear in her hand extending a thousand feet under the infusion of Spirit Power, stabbing directly into a flaming meteorite, and then her slender jade arm exerted force suddenly.

The long spear dragged the meteorite down to smash at Bing Yu below, the entire process filled with the aesthetics of violence, embellished by her beauty.

However, Bing Yu, as the target of the attack, felt exactly like the shadow covered by the meteors above.

"Spear God Strike!"

The long spear traced an arc at his side and then suddenly swept upward, countless spear shadows thrusting out within a single breath, dotting the incoming giant meteorite.

Finally, Bing Yu swept his spear against the bottom of the meteorite.

"Crack!"

The sound of the giant rock splitting was so clear, and the cracks continued to spread.

"Boom!"

A rain of fire descended from the sky, transforming into countless burning lava rocks.

"Whoosh—"

Bing Yu was just about to heave a sigh of relief when his vision suddenly went dark; he looked up, his delicate face instantly lengthening, his mouth opening and closing involuntarily as he stammered:

"You've got to be kidding me!"

More than ten flaming meteorites were thrown over by those seemingly delicate and weak jade arms as if they were throwing embroidered balls, directly sealing off all of Bing Yu's escape routes.

At this moment, Qing Hao and his companion, who had originally prepared to join forces with Xue Qinghuang, had long since retreated far away to watch the show, both wearing expressions of utter astonishment, before sighing sincerely:

"Women must not be provoked!"

Bing Yu, who was at the center of the attack, knew there was no way to retreat, so a cold look flashed in his eyes as Ice Spiritual Energy surged out, madly pouring into his long spear.

The long spear danced slowly, without the slightest sense of power.

Yet, it was precisely this seemingly light and soft movement that, in the eyes of the observing Qing Hao and the others, moved the great momentum of heaven and earth with every single motion.

"Spear Settles, No Mountain!"

The long spear thrust upward "powerlessly," and in that instant, Xue Qinghuang's pretty face paled in panic; she felt as if she had been targeted by some ancient divine beast, with a pressure as heavy as a mountain bearing down upon her.

Immediately following, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

"Boom!"

The meteorites that had been falling at high speed suddenly halted their momentum, forcibly stopping in mid-air.

And then...

With a "puff" sound, the meteorites were instantly covered in dense cracks; a wild wind billowed, and the hard stones, like sand, had their armor stripped away layer by layer under the power of the wind, turning into dust and being swept into the high sky by the hurricane.

Just as Xue Qinghuang was distracted for a moment, she felt a blur before her eyes; Bing Yu's figure appeared in front of her, and with an expressionless face, he swung his long spear, sweeping it down with a sonic boom, striking the former's full chest.

The fiery red shadow was like a flame rubbed into existence, crashing heavily into the earth.

"Boom!"

Dust and smoke rose everywhere; looking up, the white-robed figure holding the spear stood proudly in the world.

(End of this chapter)