58: Chapter 58 Ye Wushuang, Level 25 Xuanbing Luan Bird
At the very front, a tall and slender boy was reaching his hand into the lottery box.
He was wearing the white school uniform of Class 1, his face delicate and handsome, his expression indifferent, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
Ye Wushuang.
A Genius with eight armor apertures, a Prodigy of the entire school.
He casually pulled out a paper ball, unfolded it to take a look, and then turned to leave.
From beginning to end, he didn't look at anyone else.
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow.
"Geniuses are always this cold and arrogant; it seems I'm still more down-to-earth."
The captains of other teams also went up to draw lots one by one. Lin Fan even saw Liu Xiaoman, his teammate from when they were in the Secret Realm.
The two of them smiled and nodded at each other, which counted as a greeting.
Soon after the lottery ended, the captains of each team returned to their respective teams one after another.
Lin Fan walked back to his teammates, and Xu Ziyan immediately crowded over.
"How is it? How is it? Which match are we in?"
Lin Fan handed him the lottery slip.
"Group 3 in Area A."
Xu Ziyan looked at the slip and scratched his head.
"Group 1 in Area A is Ye Wushuang Team versus Zhao Hai Team, Group 2 is... Liu Yang Team versus Yu Fang Team? Then we have to wait a while."
Su Xiaoxiao stood on tiptoe and peered towards the arena.
"Perfect, let's see just how strong that Genius really is."
Sun Wei nodded honestly.
"I want to see it too."
Qin Ling didn't speak, but her gaze was also cast towards the Area A arena.
Soon, the first match began.
Class 1 Ye Wushuang Team versus Class 2 Zhao Hai Team.
The Zhao Hai side obviously knew who their opponent was; the five of them stood together, their expressions a bit nervous.
As soon as the whistle blew, they immediately scattered and set up a defensive formation, clearly intending to stall for time.
Ye Wushuang stood in place, not moving.
He just gently raised his hand.
The next moment, a giant bird with an icy blue body and wings as clear as crystal appeared in front of him.
Mystic Ice Luan Bird.
The Luan Bird had a wingspan of at least three meters. With a shake of its wings, the ice crystals across the sky swept towards the Zhao Hai Team like sharp blades.
"Holy crap!"
Xu Ziyan exclaimed.
The speed of those ice crystals was astonishingly fast. The five members of the Zhao Hai Team couldn't react in time and were hit by the ice crystals, falling to the ground one after another.
In just an instant, the Zhao Hai Team lost their ability to fight.
Ye Wushuang didn't even use Armorization, and his teammates behind him didn't even intend to make a move.
Lin Fan's left eye felt slightly hot, and the information about the Mystic Ice Luan Bird appeared in his field of vision.
【Race】: Mystic Ice Luan Bird
【Aptitude】: Profound Spirit Superior Grade (Limit: Imperial Spirit Superior Grade)
【Rank】: Rank 25
【Attribute】: Ice, Wind
【Status】: Healthy, Spirit Energy full
【Armorization Part】: Arm
【Armorization Skill】:
Ice Feather Blade: After Armorization, the right arm is covered with Ice Crystal Wings, capable of waving ice blades for long-range attacks; the ice blades are sharp and carry a freezing effect.
Wind Wing Flash: Instantly turns into ice wind to dash forward ten meters; enemies on the path receive frost damage and are slowed.
Ice Phoenix Grip: Condenses a phantom of an ice Phoenix, remotely grabbing a target and freezing it.
【Evaluation】: A top-tier Armor Spirit possessing a thin Divine Beast Bloodline. The dual Ice and Wind attributes give it both control and mobility.
Lin Fan withdrew his gaze, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
Rank 25, Profound Spirit Superior Grade, with an Aptitude limit at Imperial Spirit Superior Grade, and it even carries a Divine Beast Bloodline.
This is the Armor Spirit with the best Aptitude he has ever seen, aside from Xiao Zhuang.
A Rank 25 Armor Spirit also means that Ye Wushuang himself has already reached the realm of Armor Master.
It's just that he doesn't know if he has contracted a second Armor Spirit...
On the stage, Ye Wushuang glanced indifferently at the five members of the Zhao Hai Team who had fallen to the ground, and then turned to walk off the arena.
From beginning to end, his expression didn't change at all, as if he had just done an insignificant little thing.
Xu Ziyan's mouth hung open.
"Armor Master... He is already an Armor Master?"
Su Xiaoxiao rarely didn't make a snarky remark, just murmuring.
"An eight-aperture Genius, reaching Armor Master in three months... This is too monstrous."
Sun Wei said honestly.
"I feel like he didn't even use any effort."
Qin Ling said softly.
"He really didn't use any effort."
Lin Fan nodded.
To him, dealing with these opponents didn't require any seriousness at all.
Lin Fan looked at the back that had already walked far away under the arena, a trace of gravity appearing in his eyes.
This was just Ye Wushuang alone; the people who could team up with Ye Wushuang likely wouldn't be pushovers either.
Lin Fan's gaze involuntarily shifted to the two men and two women behind Ye Wushuang.
Just as he was lost in thought, the second match of Area A had already begun.
Class 2 Liu Yang Team versus Class 2 Yu Fang Team.
This match was played in a standard manner; both sides were evenly matched and entangled for nearly ten minutes.
In the end, the Liu Yang Team barely won thanks to a burst from Liu Yang.
Lin Fan watched the entire match seriously, and only then did he feel a little comforted in his heart.
This is the level students should have now; monsters like Ye Wushuang are, after all, a very small minority.
The second match of Area A ended, and the Liu Yang Team walked off the arena after their difficult victory.
The referee looked towards the waiting area and raised the red flag in his hand.
"Third match of Group A, Class 3 Lin Fan Team, versus Class 2 Yang Lei Team! Please both parties come to the stage!"
Lin Fan stood up and stretched his wrists.
"Let's go."
Everyone took a deep breath and stepped onto the arena.
Opposite them, the Yang Lei Team also walked up.
The boy in the lead was tall and looked ordinary; it was Yang Lei himself.
He was followed by two men and two women, all looking quite imposing.
Both sides stood still in the center of the arena, sizing each other up.
Yang Lei's gaze swept over Lin Fan and his group, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.
"Lin Fan, right? I heard you only have two armor apertures?"
Lin Fan nodded innocently.
"Yes."
Yang Lei smiled.
"Your Class 3 really has no one left, if even a trash with two armor apertures can be a captain."
The teammates behind him all laughed.
Hearing this, Lin Fan just smiled lightly and spoke unhurriedly.
"That's really like drying chili peppers at the neighbor's door."
Yang Lei frowned: "What do you mean?"
Just when everyone else was also confused, they heard Qin Ling's voice drifting over.
"Spicy next door..."
A burst of laughter erupted from under the arena, and Yang Lei's face instantly flushed red.
The teammates behind him also stopped smiling, staring at Lin Fan with unkind eyes.
"Sharp-tongued."
Yang Lei snorted coldly, "Let's see if you can still laugh later."
The referee walked between the two and signaled both sides to retreat to the edge of the arena.
"Competition rules: If all members of one side lose the ability to fight or surrender, they are judged to have lost. It is forbidden to intentionally cause serious injury, and it is forbidden to use prohibited drugs or armor equipment. Do you both understand?"
Both sides nodded.
"Good, the match — begins!"
The moment the whistle sounded, the five members of the Yang Lei Team retreated simultaneously, quickly distancing themselves.
Yang Lei himself was the first to raise his right hand and shouted in a low voice.
"Armorization!"
Light flickered, and the phantom of a giant crimson wolf appeared behind him, instantly merging with his right arm.
His right arm was covered with a layer of crimson scales, his five fingers turned into sharp beast claws, and flames flickered faintly at his fingertips.