59: Spatial Power VS Wind and Thunder Power! (Bonus Chapter)
Xia Pengcheng proved with his strength that he was a top Prodigy among this year's freshmen.
He was not some straw bag.
He was worthy of the title of the Eight Prodigies.
Seeing things develop as he expected, Principal Xia went to the school forum to delete that post and wrote a sincere apology letter.
Some hired internet trolls immediately began to sway public opinion, letting more people know that the original poster had backed down.
Some "innocent bystanders" and "objective fans" also started building momentum: Junior Xia is so magnanimous that he surely wouldn't hold a grudge, and so on.
Xia Pengcheng sat on his throne, watching the one-sided crushing defeat on the Light Screen.
Purple lightning instantly compressed the red flames into a small circle.
Then, that last wisp of red completely vanished.
"Congratulations to student Feng Qiluo for entering the finals!"
"The final battle will begin in ten minutes!"
Just like the fight against Xing Yingyue, she hadn't made a single move.
She defeated Yan Yanyi, who was also of the Ancient Spellcasting School, simply by releasing her lightning power!
Many in the audience were frightened by such a violent junior/peer.
If Jiang Hao's strength was an irresistible force, then this student Feng was visually overwhelming!
"Terrifyingly powerful!" Xia Pengcheng noticed the special notification on his bracelet.
That hater who started the poll actually deleted the post and apologized!
Moreover, many people believed he was magnanimous and wouldn't actually use the Xia family's power to dox the senior.
Seeing so many good people believing in him, Xia Pengcheng grinned and kept clicking on his throne.
He followed all the students who spoke up for him.
Then he commented under the apology letter:
"Don't worry! I, Xia Pengcheng, wouldn't go as far as to do such a thing. I accept the senior's apology." — Alexander
Then he prepared to disband the [Who Rules the World] chat group.
Looking at the name, he remembered his former lawless self.
The self who thought everyone else was just trash.
"Ding! I Dont Eat Beef has requested to add you as a friend!" Note: I'll join the group to play too!
"Ah, this!"
Jiang Hao raised his hand and tapped his bracelet, looking at Xia Pengcheng.
He smiled and said:
"Even though everyone's strength is just average, for next year's Freshman League, we'll still need some slackers to make up the numbers."
You really know how to talk!!!
Xia Pengcheng speechlessly accepted the request and pulled Jiang Hao into the group.
He felt that ever since Jiang Hao became famous, he was either being humiliated or on his way to being humiliated!
Xia Pengcheng wept in his heart.
These incredibly arrogant words were approved by Feng Qiluo.
The rest of the Eight Prodigies didn't dare to refute; after all, he really dared to hit people!
"Pull me in too!" Feng Qiluo ordered.
"When the time comes to choose the slackers, we'll just pick from inside."
...The Freshman Ranking Battle, the final match of the Eight Prodigies, began.
Jiang Hao strolled across an island map.
The map was huge.
Jiang Hao hadn't found the opponent's figure even with a perception range of ten kilometers.
"It seems I need to learn a spell that can increase perception distance! Otherwise, with such high spirit, relying on primitive perception is too wasteful."
Suddenly, the entire sky seemed to be filled with purple lightning, densely packed like a dance of many snakes.
At some point, a cyan wind began to blow across the ground.
"Is this... wind that can damage the Soul???"
Jiang Hao felt a reaction deep in his mind after being pierced by wisps of cyan thread, which surprised him.
Unfortunately.
Jiang Hao's spirit strength at this rank was Heaven-Defying; he only felt the wind was quite comfortable, with a refreshing sense of cleansing the Soul.
In the sky, the purple ocean grew larger and larger, about to cover half the island!
Looking at the commotion, which didn't seem like something a low-rank Martial Artist could pull off, Jiang Hao said with certainty:
"I've caught you! This isn't the Spellcasting School at all!"
Those purple lightning bolts and cyan winds had absolutely no trace of Feng Qiluo's Yuan Power aura.
Perfect Elemental Affinity couldn't achieve this!
"Cheating in front of me?"
"Interesting! Spatial Power, activate!"
Instantly, silver-white ripples spread out from Jiang Hao in circles.
Then, he reached out his right hand toward the purple lightning sea in the sky.
A grab, a pull, and a twist of the wrist.
A large hole was suddenly torn in the purple lightning sea. Feng Qiluo sensed this through the wind from a distance and looked at the hole in the sky in shock.
"What ability is this?"
Suddenly, a sonic boom came from the distance. Feng Qiluo could no longer sense Jiang Hao's situation through the wind!
Jiang Hao was running, and everything was violently crushed by him.
Pits were stepped into the ground.
With the boost of Yuan Power, he reached nearly three times the speed of sound, covering a distance of one kilometer in a second!
Outside.
The audience, stunned by Feng Qiluo's apocalyptic scene, was drawn back by the humanoid dragon that violently crushed everything.
"What kind of speed is that?"
"Deja Vu! Go, Great God Jiang!"
"Is no one noticing the move Jiang-ge used to tear open the lightning sea? What are those silver-white ripples?"
Gu Siyuan squinted at the battle's Light Screen and shook his head:
"No, I can't predict it!"
"No, Gu the Blind, are you capable or not! You can't predict anything, what kind of Prophet are you!"
Yu Xiyao spoke without any politeness.
Xing Yingyue touched her face for some reason and looked at the Light Screen: "No way? This is a live broadcast!"
...Purple lightning strikes wove into nets and pounced toward Jiang Hao. Huge wind blades and lightning strikes continuously hit him.
These attacks, which could take down a fifth-rank Martial Artist in one hit, were nothing to Jiang Hao, who had his Yuan Power shield active.
If it weren't to prevent himself from being naked, Jiang Hao wouldn't even bother activating the Yuan Power shield!
After sensing Feng Qiluo's position, he used Boundary of the Realm: Limitless and threw a punch at the Vice-Captain's face!
"Boom!!!"
A violent explosion erupted at one end of the island, sending countless soil and tree remains high into the air.
"He missed?"
Jiang Hao looked strangely at the figure whose aura he could no longer perceive.
He raised his long saber, which was instantly wrapped in silver-white threads, with traces of Chaos Law merging into it.
"Flying Firmament Void-Breaking Slash!"
"Sizzle!"
Space was actually cut into black fissures, which were immediately repaired.
A thousand-meter-long Saber Qi, interwoven with pale blue and silver-white, slashed out toward the other end as if it were going to slice the island apart.
If one looked closely, there seemed to be some constantly flowing black matter in the saber light.
Due to the influence of the Chaos Law, all nearby lightning and wind were devoured, turning into void-pure Yuan Power to fuel the Saber Qi.
By the end, this slash had reached nearly two thousand meters!
"Whoosh~"
"Swish swish!"
A deep gash was cut vertically across the entire island.
"Ugh!"
Although Feng Qiluo wasn't in the path of the Saber Qi, she was still hit by the Soul Blade.
"He shouldn't have discovered me, so why can he still affect me? Has this Martial Skill of his reached Major Achievement?"
Feng Qiluo clutched her head in confusion.
If her spirit hadn't also reached the level of a seventh-rank Spellcasting School Martial Artist.
She would have been defeated by that slash just now!
In the sky, the purple lightning sea converged into hundreds of meters of spikes, falling toward Jiang Hao's position.
The cyan wind on the surface tried to entwine Jiang Hao and restrict his movement.
"Useless!"
"Boundary of the Realm: Limitless!" Jiang Hao stepped directly out of the gale.
Then, another slash.
Since switching to the Chaos Codex, Jiang Hao felt his Yuan Power capacity was comparable to a seventh-rank Martial Artist!
He could perform such an attack dozens more times!
The purple lightning spikes in the sky, enough to kill a sixth-rank Martial Artist, fell like raindrops.
"Spatial Inversion!" Jiang Hao held his left hand flat and then forcefully flipped it.
The lightning spikes that were about to hit seemed to have their spatial orientation changed, flying backward toward the sky. A large number of spikes collided, causing a violent explosion.
"It really is Spatial Power! He actually has Perfect Space Affinity too?"
Principal Xia had sharp eyes and recognized the traces of Free Casting at a glance.
Xing Yingyue was completely stunned.
The emotionless expression she had disguised broke immediately.
"Didn't they say he has no talent for spells? Didn't they say weapon strikes were the path to invincibility?"
Inside the battle space, Jiang Hao had already slashed for the tenth time.
This time, he finally sensed Feng Qiluo's position again.
Although her talent, which supposedly allowed her to control the Laws of Wind and Thunder, was considered a cheat in this generation.
According to Principal Xia, she would definitely be on the list after today!
But it still couldn't withstand Jiang Hao's persistence and hard work!
"It's time to end this!"
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