Fierce Fist—Nine Dragons!!"
Dongfang Lie truly lived up to his reputation as the Fire Institute's top student; even under the pressure of the Three-Eyed Underworld General, he managed to unleash a Level 4 Fierce Fist.
Nine fiery serpent-dragons spiraled out, striking the Three-Eyed Underworld General's bones, and an explosion reverberated throughout the arena.
However, despite the raging flames and explosive impact, the Three-Eyed Underworld General merely swayed slightly, its speed undiminished as it arrived before Dongfang Lie.
"I—!!!"
Dongfang Lie tried to say something, but the Three-Eyed Underworld General kicked him, sending him flying, followed by a palm strike, and then he screamed as he was flung towards the spectator stands.
Even at this point, the flames on the Three-Eyed Underworld General's body had not extinguished, making it look even more like a demon god from hell.
After instantly defeating Dongfang Lie, the scene fell into silence for a moment, followed by intense murmuring.
They were all analyzing who could defeat Jiang Yuan in a one-on-one fight, but the result told them that the Three-Eyed Underworld General standing there alone was enough to crush any student.
Even the top students from each institute were still like chickens and dogs.
"You've forgotten something even more important," a Summoning System student from the Main Campus said with a solemn expression.
"What's more important?" The surrounding students were slightly taken aback.
The Summoning System student slowly said, "For his Undead to advance to Commander-level, it means his Undead System has already reached High-Level. He is now a High-Level Mage!"
Upon hearing this, everyone finally came to their senses.
Jiang Yuan, a freshman who had just enrolled, had already surpassed everyone and become a High-Level Mage!
One must know that even many instructors in the academy were only High-Level Mages!
Such a young High-Level Mage, coupled with a Commander-level Undead by his side, would be considered a top student even in the Imperial Academy, where geniuses gathered.
Seeing such a vast difference between themselves and Jiang Yuan, the imbalance in many students' hearts suddenly disappeared.
In the eyes of these people, Jiang Yuan was no longer a competitor but a towering mountain to look up to, and they couldn't even harbor thoughts of imbalance.
But some people were simply annoyed, extremely imbalanced.
For example, Bai Zangfeng, hidden in the crowd, couldn't help but speak up.
He shouted, "If it weren't for the resources obtained at the Freshman Welcoming Ceremony, how could you possibly become a High-Level Mage? How could your Undead advance to Commander-level? What kind of Mage relies solely on external objects?"
Hearing Bai Zangfeng's words, many people felt speechless—he was just making excuses.
Leaving aside whether the resources from the Freshman Welcoming Ceremony were enough to go from Intermediate-Level to High-Level, what else would an Undead Mage rely on if not Undead?
Would they rely on outsmarting the air?
Bai Zangfeng also realized his words were a bit too outrageous and immediately prepared to flee.
However, he suddenly felt his entire body being restrained, unable to move.
The next moment, Bai Zangfeng was dragged from the audience by an invisible force and landed on the stage.
"Space Magic!" Someone immediately recognized what magic Jiang Yuan was using.
And Bai Zangfeng's mind was completely blank with fear at this moment.
"I already let you off last time."
Jiang Yuan approached and said indifferently, "Did you think instigating the older students from the Main Campus would make me unable to move an inch?"
"I..." Bai Zangfeng was speechless, the scene from the Freshman Welcoming Ceremony constantly replaying in his mind.
"Jiang Yuan, think carefully before you act. Bai Zangfeng is a member of my Bai Family!" Seeing Jiang Yuan about to make a move, a student from the audience stood up; he was also from the Bai Family.
As soon as he spoke, other aristocratic family disciples also gained courage and stood up one after another to pressure Jiang Yuan, including Dongfang Ming from the Oriental Family.
"That's right, if you dare to lay a hand on Bai Zangfeng, the Bai Family will definitely not let you off easily. The power of an aristocratic family is not something a country bumpkin like you can imagine!"
"If you dare to attack an aristocratic family disciple, you won't just be unable to move an inch in the academy; you'll also be suppressed in society, Jiang Yuan, you need to think this through!"
"..."
"A bunch of idiots," Jiang Yuan cursed, then made a grabbing motion in the air with his right hand, pulling all the aristocratic family disciples who stood up to threaten him onto the stage one by one.
Roughly counted, there were fifty or sixty of them.
"What do you want to do?!" They asked in unison, still shaken.
"Are you idiots? Or are your brains filled with sewage? I beat Dongfang Lie half to death, do you think I'll be afraid of your threats?" Jiang Yuan asked sternly.
"You aristocratic family disciples, you think you're superior just because you have a background, right? I've always disliked you, and I dislike you even more starting today!"
With that, Jiang Yuan directly used Telekinesis to forcefully suppress all of them, making them kneel in front of him in a bowing posture.
His spiritual realm had advanced rapidly during the process of refining the Armor Robe remnant thoughts, now reaching the Fifth Realm, on the verge of breaking through to the Sixth Realm.
These aristocratic family disciples simply couldn't resist and could only watch themselves kneel before Jiang Yuan, completely losing face for their families.
At the same time, Jiang Yuan directly used his Fifth Realm peak spiritual power to cast the mind magic, Spirit Ripple—Fear.
An intense sense of fear instantly permeated their entire bodies; those with weaker wills directly fainted.
After doing all this, Jiang Yuan released his Telekinesis.
Even without Telekinesis, they still knelt on the ground, not daring to get up, or even look at Jiang Yuan.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuan nodded with satisfaction, letting them kneel there, and then looked towards the spectator stands again.
"Is there anyone else who wants to come up? Come together, twenty, thirty, fifty, or even a hundred, it's all fine. Today I'll stand right here; those who don't dare, leave on your own accord!" Jiang Yuan shouted.
In the spectator stands, silence!
That scene just now had completely awed all of them.
Jiang Yuan actually dared to offend so many aristocratic families; he was truly bold!
Moreover, he alone, with Space Magic, crushed all those arrogant aristocratic family disciples, who didn't even dare to raise their heads. Plus the Three-Eyed Underworld General, what if a hundred people went up?
Wouldn't they all still be suppressed?
At this point, some people were silently leaving the venue one after another.
"See, see, Sister Mu, I told you Jiang Yuan had this strength! He's so handsome!" Ai Tutu said, her eyes sparkling.
"Indeed, I underestimated him before. His strength among his peers might already be unmatched," Mu Nujiao sighed with emotion, her eyes full of curiosity.
"Let's go, it's time for us to head back. No one else will come up on stage after this."
With that, Mu Nujiao pulled Ai Tutu and also left the venue.
The number of people in the arena became fewer and fewer, and the remaining few who wanted to continue watching the excitement were also scared away by Jiang Yuan's gaze sweeping over them.
And the teachers on stage had also left at some point, though someone seemed to have seen Dean Xiao's figure.
Finally, the vast arena became empty, as if the clamor from a few tens of minutes ago was just an illusion.