Global Evolution: I Super Double Up on my evolution Chapter 511 - 237: Instant Kill3

It’s worth rembering that even with my advantages, it took a considerable amount of ti to evolve from Epic level to Half-step Mythical Level. So how could Zhou Yuanwei, a re human traitor, evolve so quickly? Could it be that, like Chen Ziyao, a Demonic Plant is parasitizing him? Perhaps... the husk of a Tree Demon?

At this thought, Su Yan’s expression gradually grew solemn.

If it’s as I suspect, simply having a Demonic Plant parasite can cause one’s Creature Level to skyrocket. Then among these thirty-two contestants, all hailed as geniuses, could there be other human traitors like him? Sheesh, what a chilling thought!

Just as Su Yan was lost in thought, the referee’s voice from the arena stage broke his reverie.

"The match officially begins!"

The mont the referee’s voice faded, Liu Xiaoman from Jing University’s School of Psychology took the initiative.

Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, ghostly flas suddenly erupted around her, like miniature suns, emitting waves of terrifying heat.

"Here she cos! It’s Jing University’s Fire Woman! Junior Brother Zhou has a tough opponent this ti!"

An upperclassman suddenly exclaid, eager to flaunt his experience in front of the newer students who hadn’t seen much of the world.

Hearing this, many senior students from Demon University scoffed:

"A tough opponent? Don’t act like you know anything. That so-called Fire Woman from Jing University won’t last 10 seconds against Junior Brother Zhou."

"I agree with that."

"I hope Junior Brother Zhou goes easy on her. After all, that Fire Woman from Jing University is quite pretty."

Liu Xiaoman ignored the disparaging remarks from the Demon University seniors below the stage.

Instead, she focused her full attention. Her spiritual power surged, and the ghostly flas around her expanded dramatically.

The next second, she waved her delicate hand.

The ghostly flas, as if suddenly gaining sentience, all shot towards Zhou Yuanwei in unison.

Dozens, no, hundreds of ghostly flas streaked towards the sa target.

From the audience’s perspective below the stage, it was like watching a teor shower—an incredibly spectacular sight.

Faced with Liu Xiaoman’s overwhelming ultimate attack, Zhou Yuanwei rely smiled, saying nothing, and allowed the torrent of ghostly flas to crash over him. Soon, a deafening BOOM! echoed.

The barrage of ghostly flas engulfed Zhou Yuanwei, imrsing him in a burning inferno.

This terrifying spectacle horrified many students in the audience.

"It’s over! Junior Brother Zhou is engulfed by that sea of fire! He’s going to be seriously injured!"

"With such a massive fire, Zhou the genius... he won’t be burned alive, will he?"

"Where’s the referee? Why isn’t the referee intervening? What if soone gets killed?"

At this mont, many new students from Demon University, witnessing the National College Student League for the first ti, looked worried. They feared Zhou Yuanwei’s life was in danger.

However, unlike these new students, the surrounding upperclassn remained mostly calm, confident that Zhou Yuanwei was likely to win.

This was because Zhou Yuanwei, though engulfed in the inferno, hadn’t made a single sound from start to finish.

There were only two possible explanations for this.

First, Zhou Yuanwei had been instantly incinerated, without even a chance to scream.

Second, Zhou Yuanwei was unhard; Liu Xiaoman’s ghostly flas hadn’t even breached his defenses.

Given Liu Xiaoman’s overall performance this year, her Skill strength was clearly insufficient to instantly kill Zhou Yuanwei, the tournant favorite.

Thus, the outco was quite obvious.

Liu Xiaoman’s visually terrifying inferno hadn’t even broken through Zhou Yuanwei’s defenses.

And what transpired in the following three seconds proved this point.

The inferno engulfing Zhou Yuanwei suddenly extinguished with a WHOOSH.

Zhou Yuanwei had been subrged in the sea of fire for several seconds yet remained utterly unhard. The very next mont, he instantly flashed before Liu Xiaoman and delivered a powerful whip kick to her slender waist.

A BANG! echoed.

Before anyone could process what had happened, Zhou Yuanwei had kicked Liu Xiaoman—body and soul—off the arena stage, securing an incredibly clean victory.

It was even a psychologically crushing display of dominance.

After all, before instantly defeating Liu Xiaoman, Zhou Yuanwei, a re first-year student, had nonchalantly absorbed her ultimate attack without retaliating.

This was tantamount to completely disregarding her as a worthy opponent.

"Damn, an instant KO!"

"Junior Brother Zhou, incredible!"

"Demon U! Demon U! Certain victory!"

Witnessing Zhou Yuanwei’s instant defeat of Liu Xiaoman, the Demon University students in the audience erupted with excitent.