Chapter 78: Chapter 77: Actual Combat Confrontation

The morning physical training class was still exhausting, and Tang San rested at noon to meditate, entering the state particularly quickly. Blood surged within his body, melding with the Mystic Sky Technique's power, and he could even distinctly feel some improvements in himself.It wasn't until the academy's bell rang that he awoke from his meditation. Outside, there were already some noisy sounds—that meant, without having to ask, the afternoon classes were about to begin.

Stretching his body, Tang San sprang to his feet and walked out of the room. In the yard, there were already quite a few people present, and like him, many were just coming out of their rooms.

Guan Longjiang and Mu Enqing were both there while Mu Yunyu and Si Ru were not. And in a short period of time, all the students had already gathered in the yard.

Mu Enqing said, "Today's real combat class will still be conducted within the academy. Tang San, step forward."

Tang San stepped forward, walking out.

Mu Enqing said, "You've just joined the academy, and all of us teachers need to familiarize ourselves with your capabilities. You may pick someone to be your opponent for a real combat session. During the combat, you can fight freely; Teacher Guan and I are responsible for your safety."

"Yes," Tang San nodded and turned towards the other students.

The students of Redemption Academy were quite curious about this newcomer, and being the youngest child, especially since he had successfully completed the morning physical training class. Everyone already knew that Mu Yunyu even increased his weights partway through the session.

Mu Yunyu's physical training class was not easy to handle. At the beginning, everyone struggled when they first arrived. Tang San's physical condition, coupled with his young age, already made everyone pay more attention to him. Of course, when picking people, Redemption Academy always placed a high value on potential.

Tang San's gaze swept over his fellow disciples. Someone waved at him repeatedly, indicating that he did not want to spar with him.

Du Bai obviously had just returned not long ago, his little face still somewhat pale. The physical training class was truly a torment for him.

Tang San had already targeted someone and, without further observation, said, "I choose Sister Cheng Zicheng."

"Hmm, okay. Cheng Zicheng's Demon God Transformation is a flight type, so be mentally prepared," reminded Mu Enqing.

Cheng Zicheng walked out with her lips pursed, "He knows. I encountered him during the physical training class today. So you really want to challenge me? Then I won't hold back, you know."

The last sentence was naturally directed at Tang San, who smiled and said, "Sister, please guide me."

Everyone else stepped back to clear the central area of the academy's yard for them. Mu Enqing and Guan Longjiang were positioned closer to the center, so they could intervene promptly if any danger arose during their fight.

The two stood twenty meters apart, facing each other. Cheng Zicheng's eyes shone with confidence, already seeming eager to begin.

Tang San, however, appeared very calm, simply gazing at her peacefully.

"Begin!" At Mu Enqing's command, Tang San's first real combat session since his arrival at Redemption Academy began.

Cheng Zicheng's body flashed with an orange-yellow glow, and her arms spread open at her sides had already transformed into a pair of wings. Her long hair also turned orange, intermixed with strands of feathers among the locks.

The Demon God Transformation in most humans that Tang San had seen would typically make them ugly due to beastial alterations. However, Cheng Zicheng's transformation clearly made her even more stunning and captivating, changing her entire aura.

Tang San also acted at the same time she released her Demon God Transformation. Facing Cheng Zicheng, who had the Golden Peng Transformation, his biggest problem was her ability to fly. A green light flashed on Tang San's body, the Wind Wolf Imprint had been activated, and the wind element in the air obviously converged towards him, making his body instantly lighter. With an accelerated burst of speed, he covered a distance of twenty meters almost instantly. Sёarch* The Nôvel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Cheng Zicheng didn't immediately take to the sky after releasing the Golden Peng Transformation. Instead, her arms turned wings snapped inward, like two sickle blades pressing down, sweeping straight toward Tang San. The sharp sound of breaking through the air even seemed to tear the atmosphere apart.

Tang San lunged forward, looking as if he were throwing himself into the path of the blades. And at that very moment, he simultaneously swung his hands out, releasing two cyan wind blades that shot out like lightning. They hit the Golden Peng's wings in the nick of time.

With two crisp "clangs," Cheng Zicheng's body visibly jerked. The slashes from her wings paused mid-air, and she was forced to stagger backward by the impact of the wind blades.

At the same time, Tang San's fingers trembled, and multiple wind blades shot out from his palms at high speed, one after another.

Eighteen wind blades bloomed like a Goddess scattering flowers, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield in a cyan light. The rich wind element even caused an evident howling throughout the courtyard.

Those eighteen wind blades that shot out later were not aimed at Cheng Zicheng, but they were directed upwards, forming a vast net in the air, immediately squashing Cheng Zicheng's thoughts of taking flight as she was jolted backward and wanted to rise.

When the eighteen wind blades were released, drawing arcs in mid-air, both Guan Longjiang and Mu Enqing's eyes lit up instantly. They exchanged a glance, their eyes unable to hide their surprise.

Although they had heard from Zhang Tianxiao about Tang San's incredible control over wind blades, seeing is believing. To witness him releasing so many wind blades in an instant, each one so solid and under his complete control, seemed almost unbelievable. Could a nine-year-old child achieve this level of control? Even a member of the Wind Wolf Tribe of the eighth or ninth stage might not demonstrate such finesse with their wind blades, which were apparently launched with a very unique technique.

Unlike their admiration, Cheng Zicheng felt a mix of shock and anger. She had certain expectations and judgments about Tang San and knew his skill with wind blades, but she never expected to be suppressed immediately upon engaging.

The two wind blades Tang San released were extraordinarily heavy. After the collision, even her robust Golden Peng wings felt numb with shock. As she was knocked back and attempted to take off, the eighteen wind blades in the air posed a threatening barrier that made flight impossible. The sensation of the battle slipping from her control was unbearably frustrating.

However, Cheng Zicheng's status as a member of Redemption Academy meant she was not to be underestimated. Realizing that taking to the sky could make her a target for the wind blades, she reacted almost instantly. Instead of retreating, she advanced, her wings flapped powerfully, stirring up a gale that also served as her defense against the blades above, while she accelerated towards Tang San, almost like teleporting, and slammed toward his chest.

Almost in a flash of orange-yellow light, she was face-to-face with Tang San. And at this moment, Tang San, having just released eighteen wind blades, clearly couldn't launch another in time.

Cheng Zicheng finally revealed a small smile at the corner of her mouth. "You want to block my flight? Then I'll strike at the heart and defeat you in close combat."

But her smile froze on her lips the very next instant.

Tang San vanished.

Just as Cheng Zicheng thought she was about to collide with him, her vision blurred, and Tang San disappeared into thin air. Then, a multitude of sharp sensations came from all directions. Not only that, but her wings tightened, clearly hindered.

To the others, it looked like Tang San swayed slightly just as he was about to be struck, and somehow he reappeared behind Cheng Zicheng. His hands then grabbed her shoulders, freezing her body in place. Meanwhile, the eighteen wind blades previously set in the sky swooped down towards Cheng Zicheng like swallows returning to their nests.