The audience missed Anos's sly move, their attention captivated by his blistering pace as he charged toward his next opponent.
Sofia's curiosity shifted from Anos's cultivation level to the mysterious method behind his extraordinary strength and speed.
"How did he achieve such an immense boost at the Qi Building Stage nine-star or even ten-star level?" she wondered.
Was it a martial technique? If so, it would be astounding. Such a significant enhancement would require at least a Mystic five-star martial technique.
The outcome was utterly unexpected. The crowd anticipated a crushing defeat for Anos, but instead, he single-handedly annihilated his eleven opponents.
It wasn't that they lacked opportunities to unleash their martial arts techniques, spiritual power, or elemental abilities. However, Anos proved unstoppable, shattering free from the vines like an unbridled force.
The number one expert, Ethan, unleashed his full strength through his martial arts techniques, only to be sent flying instantaneously.
The disparity was staggering. Anos operated on a completely different level, rendering his opponents' efforts futile.
The audience was stunned, not only by Anos's formidable combat strength but also by his remarkable realm. How could a newcomer to the Sky Martial Court already possess Qi Building Realm ten-star prowess?
This was the benchmark for advancing to the elite class! Was Anos truly a genius?
But why had he participated in the assessment at such an advanced level? This contradictory fact had earned him the label of "trash" from his peers.
Yet, could someone dubbed "trash" single-handedly defeat the top ten intermediate-class students?
As Anos and Amelia stood alone in the arena, the crowd fell silent, struggling to process their emotions.
"Ding... Detected adoration from 41 ladies. Scumbag Value + 57,000."
Anos turned to Amelia, flashing a captivating smile that hinted at his mischievous intentions. His eyes sparkled with amusement, and his voice dripped with charm.
"Amelia, I couldn't possibly harm you," he said, his voice low and gentle, laced with a hint of playful teasing. "Hit me down, and you'll win! Even if I conquer the world, I'll never conquer you."
"Ding... The host's sweet words have an effect on the little sister. Scumbag Value + 10,000."
Amelia's face remained flushed, still reeling from Anos's daring pinch earlier. She shook her head, her long hair swaying gently, as she whispered, "I'm not your opponent!" The admission of defeat was clear in her voice.
With that, she turned and departed the stage, leaving Anos victorious and the audience in awe. The crowd buzzed with excitement, whispering among themselves about the unexpected turn of events.
Anos scanned the crowd, his gaze challenging anyone to step forward. "Is there anyone else?" he asked, his voice echoing through the silence.
The crowd remained still, their faces pale and awestruck. The top ten expert, once formidable, now lay defeated and humiliated.
"Is anyone else coming?" Anos's tone dripped with sarcasm. "Do you think anyone else would dare?"
The silence stretched, oppressive and heavy.
Finally, Anos turned to Sofia. "Miss Sofia, can we announce the results now?"
Sofia nodded slightly, a hint of a smile on her lips.
- A pair of knee-high boots added to her allure.
- Her hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night.
A black marker scribble read "Sofia" with an arrow pointing to the character, accompanied by a winking face.
Anos's thoughts raced. "This is the reward she promised the top ten students?"
He glanced around, noticing the crowd's envious gazes.
"Sofia's photo... damn!" Anos exclaimed, shaking his head in amusement.
..
Anos waved the photo and shouted, "Selling a rare, first-hand photo of Sky Martial Court's stunning teacher, Miss Sofia! Only twenty photos exist among the beginner and intermediate classes, and I'm selling one. First come, first served!"
Sofia, who hadn't gone far, stumbled upon hearing Anos's words. "This bastard!" she muttered.
The hormone-fueled students were momentarily stunned, then rushed over like a swarm of bees.
"I'll buy it!" one yelled.
"I want it!" another chimed in.
"Don't push! It's mine! Mine!" they clamored.
These students saw the photo as a status symbol. They'd flaunt it to their friends, pretending Sofia was their girlfriend. How pretentious!
Anos sold the photo to a wealthy intermediate-class student for three thousand yuan. As he handed over the photo, the buyer's expression changed.
"Brother, what's this?" he asked, confusion etched on his face.
Anos smiled calmly. "Miss Sofia, of course. Don't you see her signature?"
The buyer's eyes widened. "Damn!" He erupted into laughter. "Hahaha..."
Anos pocketed the three thousand yuan, grinning. "Sofia's a sly one," he thought. "She manipulated the students, but didn't expect the photo to be fake – just a printed copy of her signature."
Later that afternoon, Anos continued training in the virtual combat chamber. Before school ended, Sofia appeared, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
"As the competition champion, this is your reward," she said, handing Anos a exquisite jade pendant.
"What is this?" Anos asked, his eyes widening as he accepted the jade pendant.
"Take it with you," Sofia instructed, her expression serious. "It's for self-defense. This pendant can block an eight-star Spirit Focus attack, potentially saving your life in a critical moment."
Anos's gaze locked onto the pendant, awe and gratitude swelling within him. "Thank you, Sofia. This is an incredible gift."
Sofia's lips curved into a subtle smile. "You've earned it, champion. Remember, stay vigilant. The martial world can be treacherous."