24: Chapter 24: An Intuitive Combat Talent!

Zhuo Jida's match ended in a flash of lightning.

The Ascetic Martial Artist he faced was convulsing all over and was carried off by the paramedics.

Before leaving the stage, Zhuo Jida struck a flashy pose in front of the camera before reluctantly stepping off the ring.

"This kid isn't exactly easy to deal with..."

Principal Liu Zhifeng was just about to analyze Zhuo Jida's combat style when he remembered what Chen Mo had just said.

"Just narrow the combat range until there's nowhere to dodge."

Only Chen Mo could handle this kind of combat style; any other First-Grade Martial Artist would be unable to imitate such a super violent fighting style.

"It's my turn."

Wang Jun looked at number 4 on the screen and stood up; his opponent was Xie Jing from First High School.

The girl with the 'Melting Gold' talent.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

The official commentator's exaggerated shouting rang out. The first and second matches had ended too quickly, giving him no room to perform.

But this third match was different; no one expected two seeded players to meet in the first round.

"Dear audience! Surely the pure crushing victories have bored you to tears, right?"

"The next match will be different!"

"On one side, we have the Talent-based Martial Artist from the Old District's Third High School, a First-Grade Martial Artist with 'Fire Element Control'!"

"Wang Jun!"

"On the other side, we have the Talent-based Martial Artist from the New District's First High School, a First-Grade Martial Artist with the 'Melting Gold' talent!"

"Xie Jing!"

"Don't let the fact that our student Xie Jing is a girl fool you; her practical combat ability is absolutely not inferior to any man!"

"I hope the two of you can bring everyone a hearty, evenly matched duel!"

Clutching his long blade, Wang Jun walked onto the ring with an expressionless face.

Opposite him, Xie Jing also walked up, carrying a small briefcase.

Ever since Chen Mo's match ended, Zhou Sanlang, the director of the Martial Education Bureau, had stepped off the ring and replaced himself with another Fourth-Grade Martial Artist as the referee.

"Third High School, Wang Jun."

Wang Jun cupped his hands in a salute toward Xie Jing. Anyone who could step onto this ring, regardless of gender, was a worthy opponent.

"First High School, Xie Jing."

Seeing that Wang Jun was so polite, Xie Jing also had to return the salute.

"I hope your 'Melting Gold' doesn't disappoint me."

Wang Jun drew his long blade, his left hand gripping the scabbard tightly.

"Rest assured, I'll make sure you lose beautifully."

"After all, you made our First High School's Ascetic Martial Artist lose so miserably; I definitely have to get some payback!"

Xie Jing opened the briefcase in her hand, and five metal ingots fell to the ground.

Many in the audience became curious at this sight; whose weapon would be a few lumps of metal?

"Everyone, do not be confused; this is the unique aspect of Talent-based Martial Artists!"

"Unlike the conventional weapons of Ascetic Martial Artists, many Talent-based Martial Artists' weapons are quite unique!"

The official commentator's voice rang out at the right moment, answering the doubts of everyone present.

"Our student Xie Jing, who possesses the 'Melting Gold' talent, is essentially an elemental talent user as well."

"It's just that her talent is generally called a compound elemental talent!"

Under the official commentator's explanation, everyone gradually understood Xie Jing's talent.

Xie Jing did not disappoint everyone. She grabbed the air with both hands, and the five metal ingots melted at a visible speed, finally turning into a fiery red spear!

The spear danced in Xie Jing's hands, creating a beautiful spear flower. The young girl beckoned to Wang Jun, full of provocation.

Wang Jun sneered, and his long blade ignited with blazing flames.

The flames gradually changed from orange-red to blood-red, reflecting on Wang Jun's face, making it look incredibly ferocious.

It was just like an evil spirit crawling out of hell.

"Chen Mo, this is Wang Jun's trump card."

Others might not know, but Principal Liu Zhifeng knew this move all too well.

After all, he was the one who helped Wang Jun develop this move.

"By integrating his own blood energy into the fire element, the overall lethality increases several times over."

"However, this move consumes a massive amount of blood energy. It seems Wang Jun intends to end this quickly."

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes; he felt that the long blade in Wang Jun's hand had a certain chance of cutting his skin.

Of course, it was absolutely impossible for Wang Jun to cut through his muscles in their compressed state.

"Both candidates, take your positions!"

Seeing that the two had set their stances, the referee prepared to announce the start of the match.

"Ready!"

"Start!"

The moment the match started, Wang Jun and Xie Jing moved simultaneously.

Blazing flames ignited under Wang Jun's feet, and with the support of the high temperature, his overall speed increased significantly.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Jun's long blade appeared in front of Xie Jing!

Xie Jing was not to be outdone; the spear in her hand changed form, almost simultaneously turning into a wall of molten metal to block Wang Jun's attack.

Wang Jun's pupils constricted; he hadn't expected Xie Jing's application of her talent to reach such a level.

"This is the consequence of underestimating me!"

Xie Jing smiled slightly. Taking advantage of the moment Wang Jun was stunned, the molten metal wall turned back into a spear and thrust toward Wang Jun's chest!

Almost instinctively, Wang Jun performed a backbend, barely dodging this fatal strike.

But the high temperature still set Wang Jun's shirt on fire, and Xie Jing's spear changed its stance in mid-air, smashing down fiercely!

The flames were extinguished the moment they ignited. As a Talent-based Martial Artist possessing 'Fire Element Control', any flame could be used by him.

"Bang!"

An explosion rang out. Amidst a cloud of black smoke, Wang Jun retreated seven or eight steps, looking disheveled, before stopping.

Xie Jing's hand holding the spear trembled slightly, her eyes full of astonishment as she looked at Wang Jun.

"Ignited the dust in the air and used a dust explosion to deflect my smash?"

Wang Jun glanced at his scorched shirt, ripped it off casually, revealing a body of toned, muscular physique.

"Come again!"