Loch stepped into the classroom, his calm yet commanding presence.
"Everyone, settle down," he said, his voice echoing across the room. "I have an important announcement to make."he announced
The students straightened in their seats.
"In one week, the academy will host an interclass competition."
"This isn't just a test of strength," Loch continued, pacing slowly between the rows. "It will measure teamwork, strategy, and your compatibility with your newly chosen spiritual beasts. Every class—from 10-A to 10-D—will participate. "The winning team will be granted one hundred spirit stones and a special-grade incubators to accelerate the growth of their beast eggs."
The class erupted with joy, cheers and chatter filling the air as excitement rippled through the students.
"Spirit stones and a special-grade incubator! We're definitely winning this!" someone shouted.
Another student laughed, "Yeah, no way Class D loses this time!"
Amid all the noise, Chi clenched his hand tightly, feeling a rush of determination surge through him. His eyes gleamed with resolve.
"This is it…" he thought, glancing at Yu, who was already grinning with anticipation. "We'll prove ourselves here."
Loch's voice cut through the chaos. "Alright, enough noise."
As everyone started packing up, Chi looked once more at the board, his hand still curled into a fist.
"An interclass competition…" he whispered. "Then let's make it unforgettable."
Both Yu and Chi had a burning fire in their eyes — the announcement of the interclass competition had ignited something deep within them.
The school bell rang, signaling the end of classes. Without wasting a moment, they rushed home, their footsteps light but their hearts pounding with excitement and determination.
As soon as they reached home, Chi called out, slightly out of breath,
"Mom! Dad! We need to train — starting today!"
Yu, standing beside him, nodded firmly. "Yeah, this competition isn't something we can take lightly. We need to be ready."
Haoran raised an eyebrow, amused. "Oh? What brought this sudden rush of motivation?"
Chi's eyes gleamed with resolve. "The interclass competition"
Haoran chuckled softly, pride flickering in his gaze. "control your energy, refine your technique — and you'll see real progress."
Lianhua, smiling gently while resting her hand on her belly, said,
"Don't forget to rest and eat properly. Burning out before the competition won't help either."
Yu bowed slightly, respectful but determined. "We understand, Aunt Lianhua. We'll train smart — not just hard."
Haoran stood up, his tone turning firm yet encouraging.
"Good. The backyard is all yours. Show me how far you've come."
Both Chi and Yu looked at each other and grinned — this was the moment they'd been waiting for. Their training for the interclass duels had begun.
Both children stood in the backyard, the air shimmering faintly with spiritual energy. The afternoon sun cast a golden hue over the courtyard, and the soft rustle of leaves blended with the rhythmic pulse of Qi.
Jin Chi took his stance — calm, focused — as water and wind essence coiled gently around him. Beside him, Yu's aura flared in short bursts of heat, fire and earth Qi intertwining like molten stone.
Haoran watched quietly from the shade of a nearby tree, arms folded, a faint smile tugging at his lips. Beside him stood Yuanhai, his gaze steady and analytical as he studied both boys.
"Chi," Haoran said, his tone firm yet patient, "your balance between wind and water has improved. But your transitions are still too sharp — water flows; it doesn't clash. Breathe with it."
Chi nodded, wiping the sweat from his brow. He took a deep breath, his Qi flowing smoother this time — the wind around him softened, and his water energy rippled in harmony.
Yuanhai turned his attention to Yu. "You're forcing your fire too much," he said, stepping closer. "Earth is your foundation. Stabilize it first — then let the fire rise. Control the burn; don't let it control you."
Yu exhaled sharply, grounding himself. His Qi sank deep like bedrock before his fire ignited once more — steady, controlled, and fierce. A faint, glowing ring of flame hovered around him.
"Good," Yuanhai said with a small nod of approval. "Now both of you — spar. Show me control over raw power."
Haoran raised his hand and signaled the start.
The boys faced each other.
Wind swirled.
Flames danced.
Water rippled.
Earth trembled.
The clash began — fierce yet disciplined, every move deliberate. Their elements intertwined in flashes of brilliance, testing strength, balance, and instinct. It was not just a fight, but a conversation between their wills.
From the side, Haoran and Yuanhai exchanged a quiet glance.
"They're growing faster than we expected," Yuanhai murmured.
Haoran smiled faintly, pride glinting in his eyes. "Yes… they are only 10"
"I hope they don't kill their competitors"yuanhai sighed
Soon enough, time passed, and the long-awaited day of the competition arrived.
The air around the academy buzzed with excitement — students chatting, teachers giving last-minute instructions, and spiritual energy faintly rippling through the grounds.
The venue itself was nothing short of breathtaking — a colossal coliseum carved from white stone, its walls engraved with ancient runes that shimmered faintly with protective energy. Floating stands circled the arena, filled with students from every class, cheering and waving their academy emblems.
At the center stood the battle stage — wide, reinforced with Qi formations to withstand even the fiercest clashes.
"This is it," Yu muttered under his breath, clenching his fist.
Chi gave a small smile. "Yeah… let's show them what we've been training for."
"Good morning, everyone!"
The commentator's lively voice echoed through the massive coliseum, instantly grabbing everyone's attention. His voice was amplified by an array formation hovering above the arena, ensuring every word boomed clearly across the stands.
"Welcome to the Grand Interclass Competition!" he announced with infectious enthusiasm. "Today, our top students from every tenth-grade class will battle it out to prove their strength, teamwork, and mastery of their spiritual roots! There will be 10 students from each class duo and they will compete side by side as you can see there are 5 platforms here! "
The crowd erupted into cheers, banners waving as excitement surged through the air.
The commentator continued, his tone rising with each word. "The winners will not only earn the title of Best Team of the Term but also receive an incredible reward — one hundred spirit stones and a Special-Grade Beast Egg Incubator!"
Gasps and murmurs rippled through the students. Even in the stands, several teachers nodded approvingly — it was no small prize.
"Now then," the commentator said, his grin practically audible through his tone, "let's begin the first match of the day! From Class 10-D, we have the newcomers — Jin Chi and Shen Yu!"
The spotlight swung toward the gate, where Chi and Yu stood ready. The crowd's cheers turned into curious whispers — the two looked far younger than anyone else on the field.
Yu took a deep breath, while Chi rolled his shoulders, a confident glint in his eyes.
"Let's make this quick," Chi muttered.
"Yeah," Yu replied with a smirk, "and flashy."
The gate creaked open, light spilling onto the arena floor as they stepped forward — two young prodigies ready to make their mark.
Chi and Yu stepped onto their platform, the heat of the arena washing over them. The cheers of the crowd faded into a distant hum as their eyes locked onto their opponents.
Across the field stood two older students from Class 10-A — both tall, confident, and radiating powerful spiritual energy. One held a short spear crackling faintly with lightning Qi, while the other's palms glowed with a deep, earthy aura that seemed to weigh the air itself.
"So these are our opponents…" Yu murmured, narrowing his eyes.
"They look strong," Chi said, his tone calm yet firm. "But strength alone doesn't win battles."
The commentator's voice rang out again, heightening the excitement.
"On the east platform — Jin Chi and Shen Yu from Class 10-D!
And on the west — Ren Kai and Duan Lin from Class 10-A, top of their class!"
The crowd erupted into roars of approval.
Ren Kai smirked, twirling his spear lazily. "Hope you two freshmen can handle a little real combat."
Chi smiled faintly, his hand already glowing with faint traces of Qi.
"Oh, don't worry," he replied coolly. "We'll make it quick."
A loud gong sounded — the signal for the match to begin.
Both Yu and Chi charged forward, closing the distance with astonishing speed. They began with hand-to-hand combat, each movement precise, fluid, and deadly efficient. Their opponents barely had time to react—dodging one strike only to be met with another.
Within moments, the skirmish was over. Both Yu and Chi stepped back, slightly breathing heavier than usual, though not from exertion, but from the thrill.
"Huh… is that it?" Chi muttered, raising an eyebrow. "They're… so weak."
Yu nodded in agreement, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "Yeah… I thought it would be a challenge, but this? Easy."
The crowd watched in awe, some whispering about the sheer talent of the two young cultivators. Even the more experienced students exchanged surprised glances, realizing that these newcomers were on an entirely different level.
Yu and Chi moved from match to match with astonishing speed and precision. Each battle ended quickly, their opponents barely managing to land a single blow before being overwhelmed by their combination of skill, elemental Qi, and sheer instinct.
With each victory, their confidence grew—but so did the murmurs among the audience. Spectators whispered in awe, some even leaning forward to catch a better glimpse of the two prodigies in action.
Soon enough, the semifinals were over, and both Yu and Chi found themselves facing the final match. They exchanged a quick glance—part excitement, part anticipation. The energy in the arena seemed to thrum in response, as if the world itself sensed that something extraordinary was about to unfold.
Chi's fingers tingled with water-and-wind Qi, and Yu's hands glowed faintly with fire-and-earth energy. Both were ready.
The final match was about to begin.
The arena fell into a tense silence as the final match began. Chi and Yu stood on their platform, facing their opponents—two older students with impressive cultivations, known for their speed and cunning. The spectators leaned in, sensing that this fight would be unlike anything they had seen.
"Begin!" the commentator's voice rang out.
Chi surged forward, water-and-wind Qi flowing around him like a living storm. His movements were fluid, almost hypnotic, as if the air and water obeyed his every command. With a flick of his wrist, a razor-sharp gust of wind combined with a swirling stream of water, forcing one opponent backward with a resounding crash.
Yu, not to be outdone, stomped the ground. Earth and fire Qi erupted from beneath him, forming molten spikes that twisted upward, encasing his opponent in a cage of flame-tipped rock. The heat radiated outward, making the spectators gasp. His flames danced over the jagged terrain, but Yu's control was impeccable—nothing harmed the arena itself.
The two prodigies moved with perfect synchronization, though without even needing to communicate. Chi's vortex of water-and-wind energy created openings, while Yu's molten earth traps and bursts of fire exploited them. Their opponents struggled to anticipate the patterns, each attack and counter flowing like a river meeting a volcanic eruption.
Chi spun and leaped, leaving streaks of silver-blue in the air, while Yu's fire erupted in arcs that twisted around the molten pillars he had created. Every clash of energy sent shockwaves through the arena, making the air crackle and the ground tremble slightly.
The audience was on its feet, some cheering, some holding their breaths. Even the other students whispered, astonished, as Chi and Yu danced around their opponents with speed and precision that no one thought possible for ten-year-olds.
Within minutes, their opponents were forced into the corner of the arena, exhausted and outmatched. With a final coordinated attack, Chi unleashed a spiraling tornado of water-and-wind energy while Yu sent a towering column of molten rock and fire straight into the vortex. The combination collided with explosive brilliance, engulfing the final targets and leaving them pinned but unharmed—a testament to the boys' control.
As the smoke cleared, Chi and Yu stood side by side, breathing steadily but glowing faintly with residual Qi. The crowd erupted into a deafening roar, clapping, cheering, and even some standing on their seats.
"Unbelievable… they defeated their opponents without a single misstep," the commentator exclaimed. "At just ten years old, these two are truly prodigies!"
Chi and Yu exchanged a triumphant grin. Though exhausted, their hearts raced with exhilaration—their first real victory in a large-scale competition, a testament not only to their talent but to the countless hours of training and the bond they shared.
"Today, this young duo has made history! They are the youngest ever to win this competition in the history of this school!" the commentator exclaimed, his voice carrying over the roar of the crowd. "Exhilarating, breathtaking, and absolutely unprecedented!"
Next chapter:birth of sister and the spiritual beasts