61: Looking at each other

Chu Wushe finished healing, and the Freshman Group Finals were about to begin!

Under the gaze of fifty to sixty thousand students from the top academies, the two walked onto the Arena Stage.

"I will be the referee!"

Lao Qiyuan, the principal of Pengcheng University, said.

Principal Lao personally serving as the referee?

This was no small matter; one must know that Lao Qiyuan was a God Emperor Realm Expert.

He had once achieved glorious military exploits for Huaxia, and his prestige was widespread!

On the Arena Stage, Lu Yuan, who controlled the seven great calamities, looked indifferently at Chu Wushe opposite him.

Blood, lightning, wind, and earth, four different attribute auras erupted from Chu Wushe's body.

"Begin!"

Lao Qiyuan gave the command.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Without any unnecessary words, Chu Wushe instantly threw out several wind blades upon hearing the command to begin.

A sound of tearing air rang out; the leaf-shaped wind blades were extremely fast, each one aimed at Lu Yuan's throat, heart, brow, and other vital parts!

A terrifying, eerie laugh swept over; Lu Yuan controlled the Zhangsha to block in front, easily deflecting Chu Wushe's probing attack!

As his fingers twitched, a Guie that continuously emitted strange laughter floated in the air.

Earth-rank High-grade Spirit Skill: Suppressing Puppet!

Students not far from the Arena Stage: "???"

"Damn, how did my cultivation realm drop from Xuan Gang Realm five-star to two-star!"

"I'm even more exaggerated than you, Xuan Gang Realm Eight-Star dropped to five-star!"

"Me... me too!"

The students were bewildered.

"Is this a Spirit Skill exclusive to Puppet Masters?"

In the guest seats, the principal of Linan University clicked his tongue in wonder.

Lu Yuan's Spirit Skill could actually suppress cultivation realms, and no Combat Class attribute had such a Spirit Skill!

"Interesting." Even Hall Master Shen Duanhong of the Tribunal Hall couldn't help but examine the Suppressing Puppet floating in the air.

"Hmph, Tang Jinghui, do you really think Lu Yuan can defeat Wushe with this move?"

Zhuo Ruifeng, with his bald head, folded his arms.

"Delusional!"

Zhuo Ruifeng said.

"I've been studying Lu Yuan for a long time; it's no exaggeration to say I know him better than his own parents!"

Hearing Zhuo Ruifeng's words, Tang Jinghui looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot.

The Suppressing Puppet floated in the air, and Chu Wushe's realm remained at xuan gang realm two-star!

A thin film of condensed blood enveloped Chu Wushe's entire body.

"Nothing more than this!" Chu Wushe's smile stiffened, and he unleashed a Thunder Attribute Spirit Skill towards Lu Yuan.

"If you want to keep resisting with spiritual power, then go ahead."

Having studied under Tang Jinghui for some time, Lu Yuan could tell at a glance that Chu Wushe was continuously consuming spiritual power to resist the erosion of the Suppressing Puppet.

His own spiritual power was permanently expanded by 50 times, while Chu Wushe had the normal spiritual power reserves of a xuan gang realm two-star.

If this continued, his spiritual power would eventually be depleted!

"Then I'll defeat you before it runs out!" Chu Wushe's voice was hoarse.

Mystic Tier High-Grade Spirit Skill: Wind Feather Dance

Earth-rank Low-grade Spirit Skill: Lightning Incarnation

He consecutively unleashed two Spirit Skills, one of which was an Earth-rank Spirit Skill!

Chu Wushe's speed was like a ghost; in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Lu Yuan, raising a condensed blood blade high!

Whoosh—

Chu Wushe was behind Lu Yuan, and Wind Calamity Feng Chi was behind Chu Wushe.

Its giant claws rose, aiming for Chu Wushe's heart!

"Damn!"

Feeling a life-or-death crisis, Chu Wushe gave up the sneak attack.

He was absolutely certain that Feng Chi would kill him a step earlier!

For Chu Wushe, this was a battle of life and death; neither he nor Lu Yuan would show mercy!

Bang bang bang—

Watching the two clashing with Spirit Skills, the onlookers on the sports field were dumbfounded.

"Starting with Earth-rank Spirit Skills, are they all this abnormal?"

"So thrilling, it's so thrilling to watch!"

"These two are evenly matched. Chu Wushe's speed is too fast, causing Lu Yuan to only be able to control that monster with huge wings to fight him!"

Wave after wave of exclamations rang out.

Earth-rank Spirit Skills: to obtain this level of Spirit Skill, one must join a certain power or a top academy.

And even if one obtained an Earth-rank Spirit Skill, it would take a great deal of time to learn and master it proficiently.

In contrast, Lu Yuan and Chu Wushe, from Mystic Tier clashes to Earth-rank, their Spirit Skill power became increasingly astonishing!

Watching the two fighting fiercely on the Arena Stage, Yin Zirui, the Sophomore Group Champion who had just broken through to the Divine Power Realm, was sweating profusely.

"Damn it, why are they all so fierce!"

Yin Zirui complained.

He despairingly realized that he was no match for Lu Yuan and Chu Wushe!

Next to him, the Sophomore Group runner-up and third-place finishers had solemn expressions.

"We can't beat them, can we?" The two looked at each other; their realms weren't as high as Yin Zirui's, they were Xuan Gang Realm Peak Practitioners.

"His spiritual power reserves..."

Lu Yuan looked at Chu Wushe, feeling that his face had aged considerably, and raised his hand to unleash two more Puppet Master exclusive Spirit Skills!

Mystic Tier Intermediate Spirit Skill: Cursed Puppet

Mystic Tier High-Grade Spirit Skill: Sorrowful Puppet

The Cursed Puppet appeared, and Chu Wushe fell into an illusion of greed, anger, and delusion, his head throbbing as he let out painful wails.

Taking advantage of the interval while Chu Wushe broke free from the inner demon, Lu Yuan controlled the seven great calamities to swarm him!

Bang bang bang—

Blood lightning raged!

Enduring the blow of the seven great calamities, Chu Wushe, who barely resisted with a blood-colored barrier, went completely mad.

"Lu Yuan, go to hell!"

Chu Wushe said fiercely.

Standing in the center of the Arena Stage from beginning to end, serving as the referee, Principal Lao Qiyuan of Pengcheng University did not intervene, watching the entire match with a cold expression.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The sky flashed with lightning and thunder, and blood rained down!

Seeing this scene, Tang Jinghui frowned deeply.

"Are you crazy?!" Tang Jinghui grabbed Zhuo Ruifeng's sleeve.

"Don't you know Chu Wushe is Alliance Leader Chu's only son? You actually taught him such a self-mutilating Spirit Skill!"

Zhuo Ruifeng sneered.

"I didn't teach him this; he secretly learned it from the Thunder Alliance's treasure vault himself. Just like me, Wushe will abandon everything to win!" Zhuo Ruifeng's smile was manic.

Tang Jinghui fell silent, then sighed.

"Why bother? This isn't a life-or-death battle." Tang Jinghui shook his head.

The blood rain grew heavier, Chu Wushe coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, and the lightning symbol on his brow was dazzling.

A thick blood-colored barrier enveloped his entire body to prevent Lu Yuan from launching a sneak attack!

He visibly aged, condensing a Blood-colored Thunder Dragon that soared in the air!

Heaven-Tier Spirit Technique?

Lu Yuan's expression was solemn.

Heaven-Tier Spirit Technique, the strongest level of Spirit Skill, whose power could easily cover an area of ten or even fifty li!

This kind of oppressive feeling could only be possessed by a Heaven-Tier Spirit Technique!

With the seven great calamities in front, a layer of gray barrier appeared before Lu Yuan, and he also brought out his trump card.

Earth Tier Advanced Spirit Skill: Mirage Puppet!

"Bastard!!"

In the guest seats, seeing Chu Wushe's gradually aging face, Alliance Master of the Thunder Alliance Chu Yongsheng furiously slammed the table.

A lion's roar echoed through the sky!

Chu Yongsheng's veins bulged, like a rampaging male lion, immediately preparing to stop Chu Wushe!

"Alliance Leader Chu, mind the occasion; this is the Grand Competition of the Five Great Top Academies." Hall Master Shen Duanhong of the Tribunal Hall reminded him.

As alliance leaders and hall masters of the Seven Alliances and One Hall, they represented Huaxia and had to constantly pay attention to their words and actions in public.

Shen Duanhong could also understand Chu Yongsheng's anger and urgency.

The Spirit Skill Chu Wushe was currently using came at the cost of burning his essence blood!

Essence blood, in simple terms, meant lifespan!

This was also a characteristic of Blood Attribute Practitioners: they could enhance their cultivation, restore spiritual power by absorbing fresh blood, and even unleash two Earth Tier Advanced Spirit Skills simultaneously at the cost of burning essence blood!

"Alliance Leader Chu, if you stop Wushe now, I'm afraid he will hate you for the rest of his life." Shen Duanhong said again.

Chu Yongsheng's eyes were bloodshot, but he ultimately chose to sit back down in his chair.

In the center of the Arena Stage, seeing the Blood-colored Thunder Dragon unleashed by Chu Wushe, which was no weaker than a Heaven-Tier Low-grade Spirit Technique.

Principal Lao Qiyuan of Pengcheng University was ready to intervene at any moment to stop the battle and then declare Chu Wushe the winner.

Roar—

Lao Qiyuan frowned and looked at Lu Yuan not far away.

Next to him appeared a person identical to Chu Wushe, mimicking Chu Wushe's movements and unleashing the same Spirit Skill.

Two Blood-colored Thunder Dragons looked at each other!