The Silk-Spitting Frog was startled before hastily spitting out a silk thread, latching onto a large tree ten ters away and repositioning its body.
"Ribbit ribbit ribbit!"
Just as it surprised the frog, the Pink Ostrich soared into mid-air, leveling with the Silk-Spitting Frog.
One leg bent and the other straight, it started to spin in mid-air.
Spinning faster and fiercer each ti, like a top whirling in mid-air. It chased the Silk-Spitting Frog relentlessly, its rapidly spinning feet hitting the frog’s backside repeatedly.
"Croak..."
The Silk-Spitting Frog didn’t have ti to react and felt as if it was being battered back and forth by a giant hamr.
When it recovered, it was completely drained of energy, sliding down the tree trunk like a puddle of mud.
"Are you still up for a fight?"
Su i, accustod to the high-speed rotation, looked up at the Rope Master on another tree.
In her round brown eyes, there was no panic, no surprise, only an underlying calmness.
"No...No more fighting."
"I forfeit!"
With the Contracted Spirit Fond Spirit unable to battle, the Rope Master swallowed a gulp of saliva before uttering with difficulty.
Passing glances filled with disbelief between Su i and the Pink Ostrich, he still didn’t understand what technique was used that swiftly turned the tide of the battle that was greatly in his favor.
"Damn, unless I’m seeing things...was that the Air Step?"
It was not a student, but an assistant who expressed astonishnt.
The assistant opened his mouth, a face full of amazent.
A radiant, large ostrich instantly leaped into mid-air, beating its wings as if it were trying to fly.
This sight had broadened his horizons in a way he’d never expected.
"Spinning at incredibly high speeds like a top, snapping tree branches along the way and even the trees themselves.."
"It’s no wonder that the Silk-Spitting Frog, lacking sufficient size and strength, was severely damaged. It’s understandable."
"But... what kind of skill is this? How many Chaos Spirit Patterns does it possess?"
An assistant murmured to himself, eyebrows creased.
Even the assistant was puzzled, naturally causing more commotion among the less-experienced crowd.
Not everyone had witnessed Su i’s battle, their attention scattered to other areas.
However, those who watched were abuzz after a mont of stunned silence.
"I’ll be damned, did I just see an ostrich flying?"
"Brother, you’re not alone, I saw it too..."
"So weird! Who’s this girl? With such a powerful Contracted Spirit Fond Spirit, it’s strange that no one knows her at all. Did she keep a low profile before, or did she recently surge in improvent?"
At first, only a small group of people were buzzing.
But as the topic they discussed beca more intriguing, surrounding students who heard the conversation threw in their own two cents.
Thus, the chatter got louder, and at least 30-40% of the spectators were now focused on Su i, engaging in lively discourse.
"Huff—"
Su i let out a sigh, took back the Ostrich, and left on the Eagle.
Her victory in the first battle was certainly sothing to be excited about.
A long ti ago, she had imagined such a scene. Defeating an opponent, commanding attention, and being so overwheld that she wouldn’t know how to handle it.
Today, she understood.
When you invest your all for a single goal, taking one steady step at a ti, the mont you achieve that "fruit" of your labor, apart from excitent, you feel a sense of accomplishnt. Your old insecurities are constantly shattered as your confidence fills your soul, bursting with vitality.
"Swirl... Swirl..."
Ye Hanjun in the audience area felt the effects of power flowing more quickly than under stable conditions, which was far more impressive.
A small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his gaze filled with gratification fell on the slowly disappearing eagle in the distance, not uttering a word but smiling quietly.
...
Next, the fourth round, the fifth round of battles, the excitent of the contests gradually picking up.
Ye Hanjun saw several more Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits reaching Perfection of Clay Body, their respective Patrons were strong themselves, all of them have hope of promoting to the top thirty-six.
Then, in the sixth round, a new "hard-core competitor" erged.
A petite girl in purple, her graceful figure stood out on the battlefield like a butterly dancing.
At a glance, Ye Hanjun didn’t find her particularly attractive. Her childlike face looked like that of a young girl’s.
But her presence alone attracted the attention of more than 70% of the spectators and very quickly, she beca the center of most conversations.
"ng Lina! She ca to Canghai Pavilion only ten months ago, but now she’s a well-known figure in the North Campus District!"
"She’s also one of the strongest contenders for Rookie King! The Hypnotist Dream Demon combination is simply a royal flush! Who can maintain eye contact with her without falling into a compulsory slumber?"
"Absolutely! Absolutely! She’ll surely be a challenger to Ying Yang!"
"The Spore Poison Powder from Mushroom Bullfrog has a limited effect on the Dream Demon, and the Hypnotist, having ’Spiritual Resistance,’ is not likely to be easily provoked by words!"
"If ng Lina, who restrains Ying Yang with her overall ability, competes against Ying Yang, don’t we expect at least a 70-30 odds?"
The shadows left by Ying Yang not long ago could be imdiately dispelled.
Ye Hanjun looked at the quiet young girl standing there, gently nodded his head.
A Hypnotist, a D-level Patron, could be considered decent. If used properly, it would be highly valuable in certain fields.
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