227: Chapter 227 Triple Layers of Divine Power!

Holding his spear, he stood quietly on the arena stage, waiting for the next challenger.

Next, the Elf Clan's competitive spirit seemed to be ignited, as they sent up two even stronger Elf Prodigies in succession.

The auras of these two were solid and heavy; they had both remarkably reached the third grade mid-stage!

One was skilled at using a longbow for mid-range suppression, their arrows like meteors chasing the moon;

The other wielded twin blades, their offensive as relentless as a surging tide.

However, Leng Feng demonstrated his versatility and resilience as a top-tier prodigy.

Facing the arrows, he parried with precision using his long spear and quickly closed the distance;

Facing the twin blades' frenzied assault, he fought steadily with even colder and more refined Spear Light and skills.

After a fierce battle that wasn't easy but where he always maintained the rhythm, Leng Feng finally relied on his superior overall strength to defeat both of these mid-stage Elf opponents!

“Leng Feng, three consecutive wins!”

The referee's voice carried a hint of subtle amazement.

Immediately, the Human Prodigies' side erupted in enthusiastic cheers and applause!

Leng Feng's powerful performance swept away the gloom from Li Mu's previous defeat and greatly boosted morale.

Fighting three matches in a row and overcoming strong enemies, this level of strength was enough to earn everyone's respect.

On the arena, Leng Feng's aura fluctuated slightly; three consecutive high-intensity battles had taken a significant toll on him.

He knew when to stop and did not continue to accept challenges.

An Elven maid walked onto the arena carrying a jade tray.

Two small jade bottles sat on the tray, each containing a swirling drop of golden liquid—exactly two drops of “grandmaster true blood”!

Leng Feng accepted the reward, gave a slight nod to the referee and the crowd below, and then walked off the stage with his spear.

Returning to the human ranks, he immediately began to regulate his breathing and recover.

The subsequent Arena Tournament became even more lively.

With Leng Feng as an example, both human and Elf Prodigies were eager to try.

Battles continued on the stage, including “internal wars” between humans for the purpose of sparring and exchange;

There were also “external wars” between humans and Elves, carrying a sense of mutual competition and proof of strength.

But the overall atmosphere remained relatively friendly.

After all, this was a formal exchange platform established by Her Highness Anya, aimed at promoting progress rather than provoking conflict.

Qin Yan watched from below for a long while, observing the different styles of combat and gaining some insights in his heart.

Feeling that the timing was about right.

He stepped forward and walked onto the arena at an unhurried pace.

His movements were natural and casual, yet they instantly attracted the majority of the audience's gaze!

On the human side, many prodigies, especially those who had faced him in the Exchange Competition—like Cang Yue and Liu Ruyan—immediately focused their eyes on him.

Qin Yan's performance in the Exchange Competition had been too dazzling; he was practically the “Uncrowned King” of the freshman year, and the progress of his strength was naturally a focal point for everyone.

Everyone wanted to see what level this genius, who had once suppressed all others, had reached now.

On the Elf side, many gazes were also cast his way.

Several young Elves who had noticed Qin Yan talking with Wen Ning earlier, or who felt slightly disgruntled by his “special treatment,” exchanged looks with one another.

One of them quickly turned and silently left the Martial Arts Estate.

Qin Yan's first opponent was a third grade mid-stage Elven youth who had just defeated one of his own clansmen.

Seeing Qin Yan take the stage, he braced himself and saluted with his sword.

Without any redundant words, Qin Yan returned the salute and attacked directly.

With a stomp of his foot, his figure charged forward like lightning, and the “Ink Trace Type II” long spear in his hand turned into a blurred black shadow, thrusting out in a simple and direct strike!

The spear's speed was astonishingly fast, and atop the spear tip, a majestic and refined surge of blood qi, far exceeding a normal third grade mid-stage, boomed forth!

The Elven youth only felt his vision blur as the sharp spear wind rushed toward his face!

He turned pale with shock and hurriedly raised his sword to block, a green sword aura lighting up on the blade.

“Clang—!”

With a crisp sound, the long sword in the Elven youth's hand was sent flying by an irresistible, massive force!

He himself was hit as if by a heavy blow, falling onto his backside at the edge of the arena, his blood qi churning, having completely lost his combat capability.

One strike! With just one strike, he had defeated a third grade mid-stage Elf Prodigy!

A low murmur of amazement rose from the human side, but most of it was an understanding of “as expected.”

They had long anticipated Qin Yan's formidable power.

On the Elf side, however, there was an uproar!

Many Elves wore expressions of disbelief on their faces.

The Elf on the stage just now wasn't weak; he was considered a talent among the younger generation of Xiguang City, yet he was defeated by this human in a single strike?

And looking at that power...

“third grade late stage! That is absolutely the blood qi fluctuation of the third grade late stage!”

An Elf with keen eyesight exclaimed in a low voice.

A third grade late stage young prodigy!

Among the contestants who had taken the stage so far, he was the first to appear!

Even in Xiguang City, those who could reach the third grade late stage at this age were definitely as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, the cream of the crop among their peers!

For a moment, many Elven gazes involuntarily turned toward the slender figure standing quietly at the very front of their ranks, who had yet to make a move.

Yun Chen.

One of the three recognized top prodigies of Xiguang City's younger generation, and also a third grade late stage genius!

He had a tall, straight posture and a handsome face with a hint of coldness.

His emerald-green eyes were like deep pools.

At this moment, he was staring at Qin Yan on the arena, and deep within his eyes, a flicker of burning battle intent was quietly rising.

It seemed he sensed his clansmen's expectations, or perhaps the strength Qin Yan displayed had stirred his own competitive nature.

Yun Chen no longer hesitated and walked onto the arena with steady steps.

“Modu University of Martial Arts—Qin Yan, please advise!”

Qin Yan stood with his spear, speaking with a calm gaze.

“Xiguang City—Yun Chen, please advise!”

Their gazes met in the air, and an invisible pressure field had already begun to clash.

In the next second, both moved almost simultaneously!

The golden long sword in Yun Chen's hand instantly turned into a dazzling screen of light!

“Solar Radiance · Streaming Light Slash!”

The sword light was like the streaming rays of a blazing sun, matchlessly swift, carrying scorching heat and blinding light as if it wanted to completely swallow Qin Yan!

This sword strike was one of Yun Chen's signature techniques!

However, facing this lightning-fast offensive, Qin Yan's eyes didn't flicker in the slightest.

The “ink trace II” in his hand traced a golden trajectory, thrusting straight toward Yun Chen's chest!

At the same time, a low and clear shout erupted from Qin Yan's throat!

“Triple Layered Aura, Expand!”

“Hum—!”

The pitch-black spear shaft suddenly erupted with a brilliant golden light!