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Stepping onto the stage, he took out a fan from his opponent, Feng Cheng, who was at the middle stage of the Soul Ning realm. Gently fanning himself, he used the majesty of an emperor from the back of his hand that he had cultivated for a long time. Although he stood there unmoving, Feng Cheng felt his body start to tremble uncontrollably.

However, compared to Feng Cheng's fear, Xi Yun's fear was even more indifferent. When he heard his teacher say that the competition had begun, he took a step forward, and silver lightning surrounded his entire body.

"Wait, I admit defeat, I admit defeat." Feng Cheng suddenly shouted.

Seeing Feng Cheng admit defeat and take charge of the competition, Wang Fukang was instantly stunned. The people below the stage were also stunned. Only Xi Yun remained standing on the stage with an indifferent expression, as if he was not surprised by this result.

After staring blankly for a while, Wang Fujian immediately recovered and stepped onto the arena once again, saying, "Since Feng Cheng has admitted defeat, then I declare that the victor of this match is Xi Yun."

"Xi Yun, as expected of our senior, Prince Xi."

"Senior Xi is the strongest."

Hearing the news of Xi Yun's victory, the admirers in the arena all went crazy, and their gazes towards Xi Yun were filled with extraordinary splendor.

"I thought I could see an exciting match, but I didn't expect that Feng Cheng would admit defeat like this. I wonder how such a person managed to enter the academy." A trace of disdain flashed in her eyes as she looked at Feng Cheng and Liu Xiaoxiao.

"This is the cleverness of Senior's methods. Moreover, Dean Leng is right. Senior's use of Origin Energy is truly far superior to others." Han Xiao said calmly.

"Han Xiao, you mean Feng Cheng surrendered because of senior?" Xiao Ke Er asked.

Hmm, although senior does not seem to be using any source of power, if you look carefully, you would be able to see a sliver of silver lightning beneath Feng Cheng's feet. From being in the arena to being senior's home ground, senior would be able to utilize the momentum of the lightning to be in the core of the silver lightning, and with the addition of senior's reputation as the number one genius, as well as his indifferent expression, it gave Feng Cheng an irresistible feeling. Han Xiao said indifferently.

After hearing Han Xiao's explanation, they understood that although Xi Yun didn't make a move, he had already made a move on the first stage. However, he had mentally defeated him and saved a lot of energy.

As they were chatting, Xi Yun walked over. His aura as a king had already disappeared. When he was with them, he seemed more like an ordinary senior without any airs of arrogance.

"There will be an even more exciting match in a bit." Xi Yun said with a smile.

"Who's the most interesting one?" Zhao Xiang asked curiously.

"She's one of the three great beauties of the Abyssal Bone Forest Academy, as well as the number one genius of the Southern Courtyard, Ye Yuling, and the number one genius of the West Branch of the Devil Sect, Qiu Changhe." Xi Yun said.

"Forget it, who doesn't know that Qiu Changhe admires Ye Yuling? In my opinion, he will just admit defeat for Ye Yuling." Xiao Ke Er curled her lips as she spoke.

"That may not be the case. I heard that before the arena battle, Qiu Changhe had angered Ye Youting and made a bet that if the two of them meet during the competition and win, Ye Yuling will be together with him for a month. If Ye Yuling wins, Qiu Changhe will not pester him anymore." Xi Yun said.

"Then it seems that there will indeed be a very exciting match in a while." Han Xiao said.

"Next, the eighteenth match will be between Ye Yuling of the Southern Courtyard and Qiu Changhe of the Western Courtyard of the Devil Sect." As Wang Zijian's voice faded, a woman dressed in a black and purple starlight walked up onto the stage with an ordinary looking man. The woman had a tall and straight body, fair skin, slender waist, waist-length hair, a high nose bridge, small cherry lips, and a pair of beautiful eyebrows that didn't even seem to have been drawn. Her apricot eyes seemed to be filled with endless worries as the golden sunlight reflected a layer of silver light, making Ye Yuling look like a fairy standing in the starry sky, aloof and tall.

Compared to Ye Yuling's beauty, Qiu Changhe was just too ordinary. He could even use the word 'ugly'. No wonder Ye Yuling was unwilling to agree to his pursuit.

"Yu Ling, I didn't expect we would meet in the arena. Did you forget about the bet?" Qiu Changhe said with a gentle smile. His gentle temperament made him look like an elegant young master, but the scheming in his eyes exposed his true nature.

"That will wait until you win." Ye Yuling said in a cold tone without any change in her expression.

"I announce the start of the eighteenth match." After saying that, Wang Zijian immediately turned and left.

As soon as Wang Fujian left Qiu Zhanghe, he flung out his hand and thirteen silver lotuses flew out. The tips of the lotuses flashed with a carefree coldness. Although they were very beautiful, they were also extremely dangerous.

Clang! Clang! Clang! With a few crisp sounds, the thirteen silver lotuses were knocked off with an icy-blue sword in Ye Yuling's hand. The tip of her foot tapped and her long sword extended towards Qiu Zhanghe. The moon white source energy wrapped around Ye Yuling, making her look more like Chang'e under the moon.

"Fog, illusion." A white mist surged out from his body and instantly enveloped his entire body. At that moment, Ye Yuling was unable to locate Qiu Changhe's body, and her body couldn't help but tremble. Before she could thrust her long sword out of the mist, dozens of lotuses flew out, spinning and shooting towards Ye Yuling like light dancing.

Dang! Using her long sword to block a lotus, Ye Yuling dodged to the side once again. Then, using the momentum from her legs, she flew into the air to dodge all the lotuses. Her long sword turned white as she wrapped it with source energy and shouted, "The first move of the Lunar Glow Sword Art, Yue Wu Qingge."

With a light shout from Ye Yuling, the shadow of a moon slowly appeared above her head. Within the moon, a figure the same as Ye Yuling did the same actions, causing one to be unable to differentiate between the real Ye Yuling and the fake one.

A bright white ray of moonlight fell from the sky and hacked into the white mist. At that moment, Qiu Changhe felt like he was a person who was hated by the moon and could only stand there and accept its punishment.

'Bang! 'A loud sound echoed as the white moonlight hit the stage where the white mist was located, creating a crack about three meters long on the ground. When the Qi wave had dissipated, a miserable figure was revealed, also revealing the round shield in front of him. There was a big hole in the middle of the shield, and when it was exposed to the onlookers, the shield directly shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

Seeing that although Qiu Zhanghe was in a sorry state, he was not injured, Ye Yuling frowned and landed gently on the ground. She waved her sword and shouted again, "Second move of the Lunar Glow Sword Art!"

Before Ye Yuling could finish her sentence, she saw Qiu Changhe move his right hand. Dozens of thin lines appeared in the middle of his palm. They were like a big net that wrapped around Ye Yuling, and one of them even wrapped itself around the long sword in Ye Yuling's hand, preventing her from moving any further.

The sudden change in the situation had left everyone unable to react. They had thought that Qiu Changhe would lose without a doubt, but they had never expected that he would be able to subdue Ye Yuling in one move.

"Spirit of the Moon and the Spirit Fire." Ye Yuling let out a soft shout, and the surface of her body released a white flame. Although it was not as hot as Han Xiao's Soul Soulfire, the temperature of the Moon Soul Flame caused the space in the arena to distort, and the moisture in the surrounding space evaporated rapidly.

Feeling the thread being transferred into his hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes. Clenching the thread tightly in his hand, a white source of Origin Energy began to pour from his hand toward the flame.

When the white source energy and the flames collided, a "zi zi" sound could be heard. The originally tenacious thread seemed to be unable to bear the pressure and showed signs of breaking. Ye Yuling, on the other hand, threw the sword in her hand and shouted, "Fourth move of the Moonlight Sword Art, [Heavenly Moon Slash]."

The longsword strangely changed its position in the air, spinning in midair before transforming into a white crescent moon that swiftly chopped towards Qiu Changhe.

A cold killing intent emanated from the sword. Knowing that it was too late to dodge, Qiu Changhe's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness. He released his grip on Ye Yuling and felt his body loosen as the bondage disappeared. A trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.

"Yeah, I lost. Yu Ling, I didn't think that the killing intent just now was real." Qiu Zhanghe smiled bitterly before bowing to Wang Zijian, "Teacher, please announce that the victor of this competition is Ye Yuling." With that, Qiu Zhanghe jumped off the stage and left without even looking back.