103: Are you moving up there?

Fang Yuan's earth-shattering blow plunged the entire Martial Arts Training Ground into an eerie silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the massive crater in the field and the wisp of black Qi at its bottom, which seemed like it could dissipate at any moment.

"I... what the hell?"

Liu Lian's mouth hung open, and it took him a long time to utter those two words.

"He... he just used the Five Thunders Orthodox Law?"

Han Li was also full of disbelief, and he turned to look at Xie Wangsheng.

"Wangsheng, what kind of potent medicine did you give him? Yesterday he was like a frosted eggplant, and today he's directly become a Super Saiyan?"

Xie Wangsheng pushed up his glasses and did not answer, merely watching Fang Yuan's retreating figure as he walked back to the queue, a rare smile gracing his lips.

Fang Yuan's transformation brought a huge shock to all the students of the Magic Cultivation Department.

Especially Zhang Qiqi; she was also a user of thunder Spells, but she knew that she could never achieve Fang Yuan's level.

That wasn't just the power of a Spell, but a will, a dominant will that dared to control heavenly might and judge all things.

"Anyone else?"

Li Heng's calm question brought everyone's thoughts back.

With Fang Yuan's brilliant display, no one dared to step forward for a while.

Just then, Zhang Qiqi walked out from the queue.

"Reporting, Dean, I will go."

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to her.

"It's Zhang Qiqi! Is she going up too?"

"She also uses thunder Spells, does she want to compete with Fang Yuan?"

Zhang Qiqi ignored the surrounding discussions. She walked into the field and looked at the black Qi, which Li Heng had restored to its original state but was clearly much weaker.

She did not condense lightning but extended her fair hand.

"Water."

A crisp word was uttered.

In the surrounding air, countless invisible water vapors began to rapidly gather.

Above Zhang Qiqi's palm, they condensed into a crystal-clear water ball, which grew larger and larger, quickly reaching the size of a millstone.

The black Qi felt the threat and let out a shriek, transforming once again into hundreds of tentacles that shot towards Zhang Qiqi from all directions.

Zhang Qiqi, however, remained unhurried, merely gently pushing the water ball in her hand forward.

"Go."

The massive water ball floated out silently, suddenly exploding in mid-air, transforming into a huge water net that enveloped all the tentacles.

Immediately after, Zhang Qiqi quickly formed hand seals.

"Water Prison, condense!"

The huge water net suddenly contracted, forming an airtight, massive water ball that completely encased the entire mass of black Qi.

The black Qi thrashed wildly within the water ball, trying to break free.

But no matter how it crashed, the water ball only rippled, remaining incredibly resilient.

Even more terrifyingly, tiny whirlpools began to appear inside the water ball, constantly eroding the black Qi's power.

"What exquisite control!"

A Magic Cultivation Department student couldn't help but exclaim.

"Fang Yuan used pure brute force to break through, but Zhang Qiqi is using softness to overcome hardness! She's literally trapping that thing to death!"

Eventually, the black Qi stopped struggling, firmly trapped in the center of the water ball, unable to move.

Zhang Qiqi then withdrew her Spell, bowed to Li Heng, and returned to the queue.

Her performance once again earned a round of applause.

With these two successful examples, other students also plucked up their courage and stepped forward to challenge.

However, the ideal was plump, but the reality was bony.

A boy who thought he was quite capable rushed forward excitedly, only for a fireball Spell to hit the black Qi without even scratching its skin, and he was instead sent flying by a tentacle, landing face-first in the mud.

Another girl tried to imitate Zhang Qiqi, but as soon as her Water Prison formed, it was violently shattered by the black Qi, scaring her so much that her face turned pale, and she scrambled back.

The subsequent scene was simply unbearable.

Students went up one by one, and one by one, they were defeated miserably.

But Li Heng did not stop them.

He could see that although these students were in a sorry state, their experience in facing enemies, their application of Spells, and their mental adjustments were all progressing at a visible rate through repeated failures.

From being flustered at the beginning, they later became able to systematically probe, evade, and counterattack.

This was more effective than lecturing a hundred times in the classroom.

"It seems that this practical combat training model is feasible."

Li Heng thought to himself.

"In the future, I'll have to catch more demons and monsters to form a 'sparring dream team.' And build a 'Demon-Locking Pagoda' to house them by category, specifically for students to gain experience."

Once this thought appeared, it could no longer be suppressed... A week later.

After a week of high-intensity practical combat training, the practical combat abilities of students from all departments, whether Spell Cultivators, Sword Cultivators, or Body Refining, had made a qualitative leap.

Each person had shed some of their youthfulness and gained a composure and sharpness that came from battle experience.

Meanwhile, at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

More than a dozen heavy trucks loaded with rebar, cement, and various large machinery were lined up on the roadside.

Old Li, a foreman wearing a hard hat, wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked over to another middle-aged man who was smoking nearby.

"Brother Wang, what kind of job is this time? So mysterious, and all the equipment has been brought over."

The man referred to as Brother Wang was none other than Old Wang, the project manager of Tianhong Group.

He flicked his cigarette ash and exhaled a smoke ring.

"Building a pagoda."

"Building a pagoda?"

Old Li was stunned.

"Building a pagoda in this wilderness? For whom?"

Old Wang glared at him, annoyed.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Just follow the blueprints. You won't be shortchanged on your pay."

Old Li chuckled and leaned closer.

"Brother Wang, I'm just curious. You think, this time, will our big equipment also, like last time, just transport itself to the top of the mountain after we fall asleep?"

That incredible scene from last time was still an unsolved mystery in the hearts of these workers.

Old Wang shook his head upon hearing this.

"This time is different."

"Oh? How is it different?"

"The boss of Baishi informed us that this time, the transportation work will be done by the... by the students of the immortals from the mountain."

When Old Wang said "students of the immortals," his expression also became strange.

Old Li was even more confused.

"Students of the immortals? What's that?"

Just then, on the small path up the mountain, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared.

Their speed was extremely fast; in just a few breaths, they rushed down from halfway up the mountain.

That was not a speed normal people could possess; each person seemed to float, their figures graceful.

Leading them was a girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a sweet and cute appearance.

It was Lu Miaomiao.

The dozen students stopped steadily in front of the engineering team, the strong wind they brought causing everyone's clothes to flap.

All the workers were dumbfounded, staring blankly at this group of young people who had suddenly appeared.

Lu Miaomiao took a step forward and revealed a sweet smile.

"Excuse me, are you General Manager Wang of Tianhong Group?"

Old Wang snapped out of his daze and quickly nodded.

"Ah, yes, that's me."

Lu Miaomiao pointed to the dozen trucks behind her.

"We were sent by the Headmaster to transport the materials."

"The Dean said that to avoid delaying the construction, we should transport everything up the mountain first."