Chapter 42 Class 9 sweeps the top three spots, Mu Jin teases Zhou Yi
Inside the arena, Xiao Xiao had withstood the inescapable net for a full minute.
Lan Luoluo was the first to give up.
Her soul power reserves were already inferior to her sister's, and the continuous consumption of the martial soul fusion skill kept her mind under extreme tension.
The hair began to break off one strand at a time.
A gap has appeared in the inescapable net.
Wang Dong'er had been waiting for this opportunity.
"Xiao Xiao, open the cauldron!"
Xiao Xiao understood immediately, and with a sudden upward thrust of the cauldron, she unleashed her first soul skill, "Calligraphy of Tremor."
With the blessing of the Cauldron's Protection, the power and range of the Cauldron's Tremor double.
A shockwave visible to the naked eye spread out from the surface of the cauldron, causing the blue threads of the Heavenly Net to tremble violently. Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo both groaned at the same time, feeling a sharp pain in their scalps.
The inescapable net has completely collapsed.
Wang Dong'er sprang out from the shadow of the cauldron, her butterfly wings fully open.
Second Soul Skill: Light of the Butterfly Goddess.
The thousand-year-old purple spirit ring shone brightly, and dozens of small orange-red light orbs shot out from the golden patterns on the wings of the Goddess of Light Butterfly, pouring towards the Lan sisters.
Lan Luoluo cried out in alarm, instinctively using the remaining strands of her hair to protect herself. However, the hair had been severely damaged in the calamity's shock and was no match for the bombardment of the Butterfly God's light.
Three orbs of light struck Lan Luoluo's body, blasting her three steps away.
Lan Susu rushed forward to try to stop her sister, but Wang Dong'er's wing-shaped guillotine had already slashed down.
A golden glint swept across Lan Susu's hastily erected hair wall, slicing the entire wall in two.
Lan Susu was thrown out by the blast wave and stumbled and fell to the ground.
She struggled to get up, but her soul power was already depleted.
The fusion skill she just used had taken too much energy, and she was having trouble even standing up.
Huang Chutian finally ignored Cui Yajie and turned to rush towards the Lan sisters.
"Get out of the way!"
He unleashed his second soul skill, the Power Hammer.
He condensed a golden ball of energy in his right fist and blasted it towards Wang Dong'er.
Wang Dong'er didn't take the hit head-on; she flapped her wings and flew into the air.
The ball of light crashed into the ground, creating a crater the size of a fist.
But Huang Chutian's back was already empty.
Cui Yajie walked slowly to Lan Luoluo's side, looking down at the girl whose rosy face was covered in sweat.
"Lolo, give up. You'll get hurt if you keep fighting."
Lan Luoluo bit her lip, glanced at her sister who was also lying on the ground, and then looked at Huang Chutian, who was fighting alone in the distance.
Her hands were trembling as she braced herself on the ground, but she refused to raise them.
Cui Yajie sighed.
At this moment, Xiao Xiao's Soul-Suppressing Cauldron slowly floated above Lan Luoluo's head, casting a shadow.
Lan Luoluo looked up at the cauldron radiating golden light and swallowed hard.
"I concede."
"Lan Luoluo from Class 7 is out!" the referee signaled, raising his hand.
Upon hearing this, Lan Susu deflated and lay motionless on the ground.
"I concede defeat too."
"Lan Susu from Class 7 is out!"
Huang Chutian stopped in the middle of the field, his fists clenched tightly.
Three against one.
He turned his head and looked at the three girls standing in a row opposite him.
Cui Yajie stood in the middle, a slightly embarrassed smile on her lips. Wang Dong'er stood on the right, the golden patterns on her butterfly wings still faintly glowing.
Xiao Xiao stood on the left, with the three Soul-Suppressing Cauldrons slowly rotating in front of her.
Huang Chutian took a deep breath.
"I concede."
He spoke decisively, turned and walked away. After taking two steps, he turned back and shouted at Cui Yajie, "Your seductive charm is really annoying."
Cui Yajie waved to him: "Thank you for the compliment."
"In the second examination room, Cui Yajie's team from Class 9 won! They have advanced to the semi-finals!"
The moment the referee announced the result, a commotion broke out among the students watching around the examination room.
"All three teams from Class 9 made it to the semifinals?"
"No way, four spots are up, and Class 9 is taking three of them?"
"That girl using the cauldron is amazing, she even withstood the Martial Soul Fusion Technique..."
"I think the scariest one is the nine-tailed fox, who didn't take a single punch from beginning to end."
On the high platform, Yan Shaozhe leaned back in his chair, his fingers gently tapping the armrest.
"The three girls work together very methodically. The Nine-Tailed Fox is responsible for restraining the strongest point, the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron withstands the core pressure, and the Goddess of Light Butterfly is responsible for reaping the rewards."
Clear division of responsibilities and decisive execution.
Cai Meier added:
"The key is the nine-tailed fox's command ability. She hardly fought directly throughout the game, but she was the one giving the orders at every crucial moment."
Du Weiren stroked his chin:
"The way these three cooperate is exactly the same as Dai Huabin's fighting style. Restraint, defense, and demolition are all clearly defined roles."
Yan Shaozhe didn't reply; he was thinking about something else.
The second spirit ring, with a lifespan of 990 years. A level 21 spirit master, absorbing a spirit ring approaching the thousand-year threshold, a feat beyond his level.
This is rare even in Shrek's history.
More importantly, Xiao Xiao also possesses twin martial souls. If her second martial soul were also configured with spirit rings following this approach…
"This Dai Huabin has a sharp eye," Yan Shaozhe muttered to himself.
In the corner, Old Master Xuan took a bite of a chicken leg and mumbled indistinctly:
"These little rascals are not bad, they're quite interesting."
The viewing area below the platform.
Standing in the crowd, Mu Jin watched Cui Yajie and the other two walk out of the examination room, and couldn't help but clench her fists.
Very good.
Class 9 secured three of the four spots in the final four.
The teams of Dai Huabin and Cui Yajie, plus Ning Tian's team.
Of the top four teams in the entire freshman assessment, only one team was not from Class 9.
Mu Jin looked around the spectator area and quickly found the person she was looking for at the edge of the crowd.
Zhou Yi.
Class 1's homeroom teacher, Zhou Yi, stood in the corner with her arms crossed, wearing a dark gray teacher's robe. Her wrinkled mask exuded a powerful aura, and no one dared approach within three steps of her.
Mu Jin straightened her skirt and walked over with light steps.
"Teacher Zhou."
Zhou Yi glanced at her sideways.
Mu Jin stopped beside her, her tone carrying just the right amount of surprise:
"Wow, our Class 9 is really impressive. Three teams from Class 9 made it to the semifinals, three teams!"
She held up three fingers and waved them in front of Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi's temple throbbed.
"I never expected the kids in our class to be so good at fighting," Mu Jin continued with a smile.
"Especially Xiao Xiao, the way she withstood the Martial Soul Fusion Skill just now was truly something to be proud of."
Zhou Yi snorted coldly, the sound coming out through her nose.
"They're just relying on Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao, the deserters from my class."
Mu Jin's smile remained unchanged.
"And there are also deserters from Class Five, Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu," Zhou Yi added, delivering another blow.
"How many students in your Class 9 were trained from scratch by you?"
Mu Jin tilted her head, looking like she was thinking seriously.
"Hmm, let me think. Yes, they were indeed assigned to the same class before. But Teacher Zhou, they applied to transfer classes themselves. They said they admired my teaching methods."
Zhou Yi's expression turned even more unpleasant.
"If it weren't for your underhanded tactics!"
"Teacher Zhou," Mu Jin interrupted her, her smile still gentle.
"This transfer was approved by Director Du Weilen; I didn't use any underhanded methods. However, I did hear that several students in Class One have recently dropped out?"
Zhou Yi's breathing became noticeably heavier.
Mu Jin took a small step forward and lowered her voice:
"Teacher Zhou, you can't educate students by just hitting and scolding them."
You have to get the children to follow you willingly. Don't you agree?
After saying that, she smiled slightly at Zhou Yi, turned around and left.
Zhou Yi was left standing there, her chest heaving violently several times.
A young teacher who was unaware of the situation leaned over and whispered a question:
"Teacher Zhou, are you alright? You don't look well."
Zhou Yi turned her head and glared at him.
The young teacher immediately shut up and slipped away.
The young teacher left, but the anger in Zhou Yi's eyes lingered.
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