Chapter 469: Dominance

A blade of light over ten zhang long tore through the sky, its shimmering ripples resembling flowing water, yet the astonishing momentum it unleashed caused the expressions of Zhao Xingying, Zheng Fuxing, and Ding Chi, who were directly in its path, to change drastically.

At this moment, the three felt a bone-chilling cold.

This strike from Li Luo was so powerful it stirred fear in their hearts.

Is this the true power of a dual-resonator?

Even though both sides were at the Second Change of the Resonance Transformation Stage and they all possessed high-grade resonances—making them, in a sense, the pride of their respective academies—at this moment, their pride was completely shattered by this awe-inspiring strike.

"Join forces!"

"Block this strike, and he'll be at his wit's end!"

"So many academy teams are watching; we represent our respective academies, so don't bring shame upon them!"

However, Zhao Xingying's temperament was ultimately more resilient; even when faced with such a fierce blade of light, he was the first to recover. He let out a sharp shout, took a proactive step forward, and pressed his hands together, his golden resonance power erupting from within him.

"Golden Vine Python!"

The golden resonance power transformed into countless golden vines that shimmered with a metallic luster. They rapidly coalesced, and within a few short breaths, they formed a massive golden vine python. The python seemed to hiss as it charged directly to meet the incoming, fierce blade of light.

Encouraged by Zhao Xingying, Zheng Fuxing and Ding Chi gritted their teeth, suppressed the fear in their hearts, and poured out all their strength.

"Ox Demon Cleaves the Mountain!"

Zheng Fuxing held a giant axe and roared at the sky. Powerful resonance power surged, forming a several-zhang-tall image of an ox demon behind him. The ox demon's eyes were blood-red, radiating rolling, ferocious energy. The ox demon charged forward, transforming into a black light that slammed into the giant axe in Zheng Fuxing's hands.

In an instant, the giant axe erupted with dense black light, and he swung it down in a single strike.

Ding Chi cupped his hands around his mouth, his cheeks puffed out high and flushed a deep red. Red resonance power roared out like flames, and within the fiery resonance power, a fire sword was burning fiercely.

He spat out the fire sword; the sword hummed, carrying rolling high temperatures as it pierced through the sky.

All three had poured out their strength, unleashing their most powerful attacks.

Four fierce offensives swept over the sea of forest, shredding countless tree crowns.

Around the mountain forest, many solemn gazes were cast their way.

This was the decisive clash between the team captains.

Boom!

The four fierce offensives collided directly above the sea of forest. In that instant, violent resonance power shockwaves erupted in waves. Even the mountain winds whistling through the peaks were blocked by the impact, forced to reverse direction and roll away, causing the trees in the forest to sway violently.

At the source of the shockwave, a hollow area dozens of zhang wide appeared, where the large trees had been uprooted.

Li Luo's figure, holding his straight blade, was also shaken back over ten steps. Water light appeared on the surface of his body, seemingly forming a veil that absorbed and neutralized the incoming force.

That was the Heavy Water Veil.

He steadied himself and looked toward the hollow area ahead. As the resonance power shockwaves dissipated, the figures of Zhao Xingying and the other two gradually emerged.

The three were quite disheveled. A dark gray battle armor had appeared over Zhao Xingying's body—clearly a treasure with astonishing defensive capabilities—but now, there was a deep cut on the armor.

The palms of Zheng Fuxing, who held the giant axe, were dripping blood, the webs between his thumbs and forefingers split open.

Ding Chi was clutching his mouth, blood spraying out.

The resonance power surging on their bodies had become somewhat chaotic; they had clearly been injured in the previous clash.

The result of the confrontation was self-evident.

Among the mountains, those teams from other academies who had been trying to play the fisherman were filled with deep apprehension. The combat power Li Luo had displayed was even more formidable than they had imagined.

With the strength of one person, he had held off three team captains and, instead, held the absolute upper hand!

What kind of terrifying strength was this?!

Could he be compared to the likes of Jing Taixu, Lu Ming, and Sun Dasheng?

No one had expected that the Astral Sage College was hiding such a trump card!

"The three of you, if we keep fighting, someone might end up eliminated," Li Luo looked at Zhao Xingying and the others, smiling slightly.

Zhao Xingying and the others were silent. It was clear that their momentum had suddenly dropped significantly. They had originally thought that by joining forces, they could at least drag Li Luo down, but looking at it now, they had underestimated Li Luo and overestimated themselves.

"So this is the power of a dual-resonator..."

There was still unwillingness in Zhao Xingying's eyes. They were both at the Second Change of the Resonance Transformation Stage, so why was the gap so large?

Zheng Fuxing and Ding Chi also had complex expressions. They both understood that after this battle, Li Luo's reputation would soar in the Academy Tournament. It seemed that, just as he had said earlier, after today, the three favorites to win might become four.

"I can still fight!" Zhao Xingying gritted his teeth and said.

Zheng Fuxing sighed and said, "The situation on the other two flanks isn't looking good either."

Zhao Xingying was startled and looked toward the left and right flanks. Thanks to the advantage of the terrain, they could just see the battle situation over there.

The disadvantage was greatest on the left flank. The two teams from the Astral Sage College were displaying astonishing strength, especially the burly youth; the power he unleashed was no weaker than the three of them. This meant no one could contend with him, and they were being gradually broken.

On the right flank, where they had committed the most teams, the numbers had inexplicably been reduced by more than half. Although they were still trading blows with the opponent due to their numerical advantage, it was clear they couldn't break through the defense to enter the Spirit Gathering Altar.

Zhao Xingying stared blankly, finally becoming dejected.

With all three routes blocked, their plan to get their hands on this Spirit Gathering Altar had completely failed.

If they kept fighting, casualties were inevitable. By then, they wouldn't have eaten the meat, they would have lost their troops and generals, and how would they compete for other Spirit Gathering Altars?

The three exchanged a glance, then each took out a whistle and sounded the signal.

As the signal echoed through the mountain forest, a commotion broke out on the left and right flanks, for this was the whistle for retreat.

The teams from the three academies were unwilling, but when they looked up at their three team captains—each injured—and then at Li Luo, who stood opposite them holding his blade, their expressions turned uncertain before finally settling into a silent sigh.

Was Li Luo of the Astral Sage College really this fierce?

Amidst the whistling, the teams from the three academies pulled up their injured teammates and began to retreat.

The Astral Sage College team did not pursue, as they were also quite exhausted. Furthermore, although the three academies had retreated, other academy teams were still lurking in the shadows, and they had to protect the Spirit Gathering Altar.

Zhao Xingying and the others dismissed their respective teams, and without further conversation with Li Luo, they decisively turned and left.

Having lost, there was no need to spout harsh words.

They hadn't been able to break through three-on-one; saying harsh words would only be embarrassing.

Li Luo didn't speak either, merely watching the three leave. He then waved at Qin Zhulu and Bai Doudou, signaling them to rest immediately.

As for himself, he remained standing atop the tree, holding his straight blade, scanning the prying eyes among the mountains, his voice ringing out clearly through the forest.

"This Spirit Gathering Altar, my Astral Sage College is taking it. Does anyone have an objection?!"

The mountain wind blew, causing Li Luo's robes to snap, while also carrying his voice to echo in the ears of everyone in the forest.

Full of dominance.

Yet, against the backdrop of the three academies slinking away in defeat, Li Luo's words only left the mountains in silence; no one dared to respond!

The teams from various academies among the mountains looked at the silver-haired youth standing atop the tree with his blade, and they all understood that after this battle, Li Luo's fame would surely spread throughout the Academy Tournament. The list of favorites to win would definitely add one more name.