When the golden light finally faded, Song Jie's figure was gone—he was no longer standing where he had been!
Bai Liang's expression changed instantly. He realized that Song Jie must have shifted positions—otherwise, the Thunder Seal he had just unleashed would have struck him directly.
A dull bang echoed as Bai Liang's body slammed against the wall. He collapsed to the ground and fainted, resentment still etched across his face.
Seeing this, the supervising teacher hurriedly called for medical staff to carry him away.
The spectators stared in disbelief.
What had just happened?
They didn't even know!
But there was one thing everyone could guess—
It had to be Song Jie's doing.
Several professors in the observation area looked utterly defeated.
It was obvious now—
Bai Liang had been defeated again.
And just like before, his defeat was miserable.
Old Deng's face had gone ashen. No one could stop Song Jie anymore.
Even though there were still two mid-level mages on the field—a Fire Mage and a Light Mage—he had already lost all hope.
Regret began to gnaw at him. Why did I let my resentment blind me?
Meanwhile, Jiang Yunming sat back with a bright grin.
Serves you right for trying to snatch the Summoning Department's resources!
Now they'd reaped what they sowed.
On the battlefield, Lu You and the remaining Fire Mage were still reeling from shock.
Bai Liang's defeat had been so swift and unexpected that neither of them could process it.
But there was no time to hesitate. The Fire Mage quickly took command.
"His Summoned Beast must be close to its limit. You protect me, and I'll wear him down!"
Lu You nodded grimly.
The Fire Mage—confident in his element's advantage over plants—believed they still had a chance.
He focused his mind, beginning to connect his Star Tracks to form a Star Map.
Song Jie simply smiled and raised his arm, releasing another spell toward them.
Seeing this, Lu You instantly went on alert.
He's going to attack!
He began forming his own Star Map—faster than the Fire Mage's.
A golden sphere of light formed in Song Jie's palm before shooting forward, transforming mid-air into a brilliant golden laser!
The Fire Mage turned toward Lu You in alarm.
Song Jie's elementary spell had taken only a single second to complete.
Their mid-level magic needed several seconds more—
meaning Song Jie had seized the initiative again!
Lu You was the first to finish. A radiant golden hexagram appeared beneath his feet.
"Glorious Blessing—Holy Shield!"
The golden light expanded instantly, wrapping the Fire Mage in a protective barrier.
A sharp whoosh sounded as Song Jie's laser struck the shield, the two forces colliding violently before dispersing in a flash of light.
The Fire Mage exhaled in relief—he'd been protected.
But before he could unleash his own spell—
another streak of golden light appeared right before him!
"Two beams?!" he shouted in disbelief.
Song Jie had fired two lasers!
It made perfect sense—while they were still channeling one mid-level spell, he could easily release multiple primary spells in rapid succession!
The Fire Mage's eyes widened in terror as he realized what was coming.
"Lu You—!"
Too late.
A second golden laser pierced through the air, striking him squarely in the chest and blasting him out of the arena.
The entire audience fell silent.
Now they understood exactly how Bai Liang had lost.
The Fire Mage's fate was identical.
Only Lu You remained on the field.
A lone Light Mage, trembling slightly as he stared at Song Jie.
"Why… why is his Light System like this?" one of the Light Element students whispered.
Others began murmuring in confusion.
"Yeah, the Light Element isn't supposed to be this offensive!"
"No wonder he was so arrogant—it turns out this was his trump card!"
"Our cultivation resources are all going to him!"
The crowd's earlier excitement turned to despair and regret.
Huang Xingli stared at the battlefield, her voice barely audible.
"Three mid-level mages… and they still couldn't defeat him."
Ding Yumian said nothing. Her calm eyes followed Song Jie's every movement.
She had underestimated him before—but now, she truly saw how terrifying he was.
"Yumian," Huang Xingli whispered, "what's with his Light Element? Isn't the Light System supposed to focus on defense in the early stages?"
"I don't know," Ding Yumian replied softly, shaking her head.
How could she possibly explain Song Jie's Light Element?
Earlier, everyone assumed Song Jie was just a mid-level Light Mage—they only needed to defeat his Summoned Beast.
But now...
Who could have imagined that the Light Element could wield such power?
And its offensive strength was astonishing.
Suddenly, many of them recalled what had happened before—the "glory" that had exploded in blinding light.
It wasn't glory at all… it was a time bomb!
In the end, Lu You was no match for Song Jie and was defeated shortly after.
With that, Song Jie had done it—
he had defeated one hundred opponents alone!
The entire arena fell silent.
Some were thrilled. Others were crushed.
At that moment, Dean Xiao stepped onto the podium, microphone in hand.
"Student Song Jie has completed the one-versus-one-hundred challenge," he announced.
"According to academy regulations, all cultivation resources will now be awarded to the Summoning Department!"
His words exploded through the hall like thunder.
"All the resources—given to him? What about us?!"
"Dean! How can students from ordinary families compete with nobles like him?"
"Yeah, if he gets everything, what happens to the rest of us?!"
The crowd broke into chaos. Professors standing behind Dean Xiao exchanged helpless looks.
"Quiet!"
Dean Xiao's voice boomed across the hall. Instantly, silence returned.
He looked around sternly.
"Who told you that Student Song Jie is from a noble family?"
A murmur swept through the students.
"He's… not?"
"How could that be?"
Dean Xiao continued calmly, "Student Song Jie is from Bo City. Do you truly believe someone from Bo City is a noble?"
Shock rippled through the hall.
"Bo City? The one that was attacked by demons not long ago?"
"I saw that on the news!"
"Then… how did he become this strong?"
Dean Xiao's gaze swept over the students.
"This school is a place for competition. This challenge was designed to teach you one thing: without competitiveness, how will you obtain resources in the real world?"
"If any of you can defeat a hundred opponents on your own, the resources will be yours as well!"
Silence fell once more. Many students lowered their heads in shame.
Now that they knew Song Jie wasn't born into privilege, their jealousy vanished—
replaced by quiet respect.
Dean Xiao continued, "The resources he's earned are the result of his own strength. He deserves them."
"And you—one hundred of you together—couldn't defeat him. Instead of complaining, reflect on yourselves."
The crowd hung their heads even lower. The shame was unbearable.