280: Chapter 280 Crushing

The entire venue erupted in another round of deafening cheers.

"No way! President Tang made another Breakthrough?"

"I don't understand it either, but... it should be correct."

"From stage one to stage three, in just a few minutes? That's too exaggerated!"

"If it's not exaggerated, how can he deal with these freaks?"

"President Tang is mighty!"

At this moment, Guan Guo was also dumbfounded.

Stage three.

Stage three was nothing to him; he had seen many first-year students reach stage three.

But to go from stage one directly to stage three in a few minutes touched upon a blind spot in his experience.

He had never heard of any method in the world that could achieve such a leap in such a short time.

He originally just wanted to stall for time for Zhao Junji and put psychological pressure on Tang Long.

But he didn't expect Tang Long to not only accept his challenge but also pull off such a bizarre move, which instead made him feel a bit unsettled.

But in the blink of an eye, his pride and self-confidence regained the upper hand.

"Very well. Song City finally has someone decent."

"If you can get past Big Zhao, I will let you understand what a true Genius is."

"Good luck!"

After Guan Guo finished speaking, he turned back toward his own field.

Tang Long curled his lip and then re-entered the combat circle.

At this time, Zhao Junji also happened to stand up, clearly having recovered his state.

However, before Principal Wang Dong could announce the start of the match, he lowered his body and suddenly gripped the ground with both hands.

A large number of vines grew once again from his fingers, arms, and shoulders, burrowing into the soil one after another.

The ground bulged in circles under the pressure of these many vines, and more vines continuously burst from the ground, coiling and twisting like insects and snakes.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters!

In almost seven or eight seconds, these chaotic vines covered the entire designated combat circle.

What was even more bizarre was that Zhao Junji himself had completely vanished within the dense wall of vines.

The audience suddenly let out another cry of surprise.

"What's going on?"

"Even though I don't understand, this is a bit terrifying!"

"Is this motherf*cking Martial Dao? This is a Demonic Technique!"

"So, they don't let President Tang use mental abilities, but they do this kind of thing themselves?"

"Despicable Sangyu people!"

"Governor Xu! I also protest! They're cheating!"

In the stands, Xu Chaoyang was also very surprised.

Even including the Emperor Ye Qingcang, as well as top Spirit Maps like Grand Preceptor Qian Wenzhao and Shadow, they were all somewhat surprised.

Strictly speaking, this could indeed be considered Martial Dao.

Because these vines were essentially an extension of Zhao Junji's own vitality and did not involve anything else.

Wood-type spiritual energy was already very special; reaching this point wasn't out of line.

But the scale of these vines... was indeed a bit exaggerated.

Grand Preceptor Qian Wenzhao sighed, "A Wood Spirit Body alone cannot achieve this, even with a wood-type Wuque Method. This Zhao Junji must have consumed a rare wood-type precious medicine."

Shadow beside him couldn't help but nod in agreement, "It might be a treasure obtained from deep within the Demon Spirit Realm."

Ye Qingcang let out a light breath, "Let's see how Beloved Minister Tang responds."

Tang Long watched the vines flying around him and was also slightly dazed.

He had to admit, the Sangyu representative team still had some tricks up their sleeve.

This form of combat was indeed not like a technique of the Qi Manipulation Realm; it was almost catching up to the skills of a small dungeon boss.

But...

When the vines coiled toward his body, a flash of thunder suddenly flickered in the air, directly striking that vine into pieces.

Immediately after, more and more flashes of thunder flickered around him, and after a few seconds, he was draped in a garment of lightning.

His Acquired Thunder Spirit Body's lightning garment was far less refined in rules than Miao Manman's.

But his spiritual energy reserves were dozens of times stronger than Miao Manman's.

In addition, he also possessed a Water Spirit Body and a water-type Wuque Method.

The combat techniques of the Thunder Emperors Eight Scenes Art were originally centered on thunder, with other attributes of spiritual energy assisting in their execution.

For example, the first scene, Thunderstorm Patrolling the Heavens, was a combination of thunder and water.

Thunder enhanced the power of water, and water served as the carrier for thunder.

The Thunderstorm Patrolling the Heavens that Miao Manman used just now was not only a prototype but also only had thunder without water.

But at this moment, with ten times the spiritual energy and both thunder and water, Tang Long once again fully executed this combat technique, and its momentum instantly reached a terrifying level.

Crystal-clear, round raindrops appeared, and the originally loose and irregular thunder light seemed to have suddenly found a home.

They quickly condensed within the water droplets, like seeds, occasionally extending thunder light outward.

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands!

The number of raindrops grew, rotating faster and faster around Tang Long, and the range of dispersion became larger and larger.

Wherever they swirled, those previously fearsome-looking vines were swept into dust.

The range of the thunderstorm expanded further, faintly about to cover the entire combat circle. The continuous roar of thunder grew louder, and even the sky darkened at some point.

Amidst the seemingly endless bombardment of the thunderstorm, the vines gradually disappeared.

Zhao Junji's robust body reappeared in the thunderstorm, continuously receiving the baptism of the rain and thunder.

However, his body was trembling.

His flesh, which was like hard wood, was being injured and torn apart piece by piece by the thunderstorm. Pain and terror caused him to let out constant roars.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

His health recovery speed appeared extremely weak in the thunderstorm.

Just like his voice, it was faint under the roar of the thunder.

Watching this scene, Guan Guo couldn't help but grit his teeth.

He had personally experienced this ultimate move, the Hundred-Step Vine Garden, and it could be called exceptionally powerful.

It could trap enemies, and with continuous attacks from all directions, it would gradually make the enemy lose their sense of direction, creating a maze-like effect.

Unless one had extremely strong destructive power to forcibly break through a path, it was very difficult even to get out.

He had found Zhao Junji's true body through a special sensing ability and injured him in one go to break it.

But Tang Long actually used this kind of method to crush the entire vine garden into pieces.

This was the same combat technique Miao Manman used just now, but the effect was magnified many times over.

The lethality was extremely strong; Zhao Junji couldn't hold out at all—he would die!

What should be done now?

Should he step in to stop it? That would be an obvious violation of the rules.

If the Song City people used it as an excuse, they might be stripped of their right to participate, and then there wouldn't even be a chance to turn things around!

Amidst Guan Guo's hesitation, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Junji, and with a wave of his hand, most of the thunderstorm vanished into thin air.

Amidst a chorus of startled voices, everyone saw clearly that it was the Commander-in-Chief of Sang City, Gao Jing.

Commander-in-Chief Gao Jing gave Tang Long a fierce glare with a dark face before announcing loudly, "In this match, our side admits defeat!"

Hearing this, the light in Zhao Junji's eyes quickly faded, and his sturdy body collapsed with a thud.

After a brief silence on the field, thunderous applause and cheers rang out again.

Many students jumped up and shouted in excitement.

"President Tang is mighty!"

"Too powerful, my god!"

"President Tang is so handsome!"

"Before, I thought that big bear on the other side was exaggerated enough, but I didn't expect President Tang to be even more ferocious than him!"

"My ears are still ringing from the shock! Haha!"

"Honestly, isn't it good to stop fighting now? We have two wins and one loss, which will infuriate the Sangyu people."

"Is that why you can't be the President of the White Clothes Society? Is our President Tang someone who's afraid of trouble? If we're going to fight, we'll knock them all down!"

"That makes sense, but that Guan Guo is also very fierce; Goddess Miao suffered a big loss just now."

"Damn it, if it weren't for that, I'd let it go! He injured my goddess, how can we let that son of a b*tch off easy! President Tang, kill him!"

"Although Senior Sister Miao lost by half a move, that guy named Guan was also injured. President Tang is bound to win."

"We can't underestimate the enemy! The consumption of President Tang's ultimate move just now must have been terrifying. The final battle won't be that simple."

Amidst the discussions, Tang Long smiled and greeted Principal Wang Dong at the side of the field.

"Principal Wang, I have already broken through to stage three. I am now applying to skip to the third year and participate in the third-year group events of this exchange competition!"

Principal Wang Dong was almost unable to speak, his head nodding like a sewing machine.

"Of-of-of-of course, you... are qualified. The sch... school will immediately... process the formalities."

Then Tang Long turned his head and asked Guan Guo with a smile, "Student Guan, have you rested well? Do you want to rest a bit longer?"

But Guan Guo jumped up directly, "No need! Let's start now!"