Chapter 65 The Grand Melee Selection Tournament.
For the next three days, Wu Xuan naturally led an ordinary school life. Besides attending classes, he only had cultivation to do.
"Ring!!" The bell rang, ending the day's classes. The students of Class 1, Grade 2, relaxed.
Wang Yan organized his lesson plan and said, "Core disciples, stay behind. We'll go to the Soul Battle Zone together later."
Here it comes! All the core disciples perked up; they knew the selection tournament was about to begin. However, unlike what they had imagined, the assessment didn't take up their class time. It was held after school in the afternoon.
Wu Xuan's grade had a large number of core disciples, more than any previous grade. His class alone had twelve, including himself, plus Xie Huan Yue and Nanmen Yun'er from Class 2, and Ning Tian from Class 3, making a total of fifteen. This was extremely rare in Shrek Academy's outer court.
Even the combined number of third and fourth-year students couldn't match their grade's numbers.
Upon leaving the classroom, Wu Xuan saw Xie Huan Yue, Ning Tian, and Nan Men Yun'er following their respective homeroom teachers towards the Soul Battle Zone. After arriving at the Soul Battle Zone and waiting briefly, Wu Xuan saw familiar faces appear one after another.
Bei Bei, Xu San Shi, and Jiang Nan Nan came into view; they were all core disciples of the fifth grade. The most eye-catching were still the twin stars, Bei Bei and Xu San Shi.
Of course, there were more than just these three core disciples in the fifth grade. However, they were the only three who hadn't yet turned fifteen. Undoubtedly, they were also the strongest among all the core disciples of the outer academy. As for the Soul Guidance Department, only He Cai Tou came, along with Huo Yu Hao from the Martial Soul Department. The total number finally settled at thirty. Second-year core disciples made up a small portion of them.
Students from different classes stood behind their respective teachers, waiting quietly.
Just then, in the distance, a swaying old man walked over, his unsteady steps suggesting he might fall at any moment.
Although his face was mostly obscured by his disheveled hair, his signature gesture of holding a wine gourd in his left hand and a chicken leg in his right immediately revealed his identity.
The newcomer was none other than Elder Xuan.
Elder Xuan staggered to the group of students, his eyes glazed with drunkenness as he looked up and said, "Little Wang."
"Elder Xuan," Wang Yan quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
"Is everyone here?" Elder Xuan asked.
Wang Yan replied, "Everyone is here. There are twenty-eight core disciples from the Martial Soul Department, and only two from the Soul Guidance Department. That makes thirty in total."
"Hmm. Then let's go in."
Elder Xuan stopped in the center of the Soul Battle Area, where the core disciples, led by their teachers, stood in their positions.
Elder Xuan said in a deep, booming voice, "Listen up, you little ones. The core disciple assessment you're about to undergo is very simple. I call it a free-for-all. Within this Soul Fighting Zone, you can attack freely, however you want. There are no rules. Anyone who surrenders or is rescued is eliminated. The last seven remaining are the winners. Alright, teachers, please leave. I'll say 'start,' and you can begin."
"Is that even possible?" Hearing Elder Xuan's words, the students' eyes widened. They looked at each other in disbelief. There were thirty people! And everyone's cultivation level and strengths were different. What could such a free-for-all possibly reveal?
Wu Xuanze excitedly cracked his neck; he wouldn't hold back in the upcoming free-for-all.
At Elder Xuan's command, the teachers all left the Soul Fighting Zone.
Before the remaining students in the Soul Fighting Zone could react, Elder Xuan suddenly raised his wine gourd and shouted,
"Begin!"
With a "whoosh," Elder Xuan's body disappeared. Only thirty core disciples from the outer academy remained in the arena.
This change was so sudden that most students were momentarily stunned when Elder Xuan shouted "Begin!"
Then, each person made a different choice.
What to do with a chaotic battle of dozens of people? Although there was bound to be a significant difference in cultivation levels between students from second to fifth year, this difference absolutely could not compensate for the lack of numbers.
Huo Yuhao immediately pulled Wang Dong towards Bei Bei and the others.
Bei Bei gave a low shout, "San Shi, Nan Nan, let's team up with Junior Brother Cai Tou and the others." There were only three of them in the fifth grade, and all of them were at the fourth ring. They were extremely easy targets. Moreover, their relationship was already very good.
The others also found their own partners. Dai Huabin, Xie Huan Yue, and Zhu Lu naturally formed a group. They also pulled in Wu Feng from their class and Ning Tian, who was nearby, forming a small team of five.
The other third and fourth grade students also formed their own groups. The Lan Su Su and Lan Luo Luo sisters from Class 1 of the second grade naturally stayed with Huang Chu Tian.
Zhou Si Chen and Cao Jin Xuan followed Qian Gu Ming and Xiao Xiao, quickly approaching Wu Xuan.
Meanwhile, on the other side, standing at the edge of the Soul Arena, He Cai Tou was like a steel machine, with numerous metal tubular objects appearing from different parts of his body. He looked like a giant hedgehog.
The most terrifying thing was the two enormous metal cannons, as thick as thighs, that he carried on his shoulders. Even if the students of the Martial Soul Department didn't know that it was a fixed-installation soul tool launcher, they could still feel the terrifying danger it exuded.
Wu Xuan nonchalantly flexed his wrist, just about to make a move. A sudden voice rang out beside him. "You must be Wu Xuan, the second-year junior! I heard you're known as the most versatile soul master in the entire outer academy."
Wu Xuan turned his head; several senior students had already surrounded him.
Wu Xuan smiled faintly, "I wouldn't say most versatile, but at least more versatile than all of you combined."
"Good guts! Since you're so bold, then we fourth-year seniors will have to test your mettle." Another core disciple in a purple uniform stepped forward and said coldly.
"Heh! What mettle? We'll find out in a fight." Wu Xuan sneered.
Yellow!
Purple!
Purple!
Black!
Four soul rings appeared one after another beneath Wu Xuan's feet, and the oppressive feeling brought by the violent hurricane and the black fourth ring instantly swept across the entire area.
"A ten-thousand-year spirit ring? A spirit master?" The surrounding group exclaimed in surprise.
"He's only a second-year student, how is that possible?" another person said in disbelief.
"Don't hesitate! Go all out!" The person on the left roared, his long hair turning completely orange-red, and a majestic lion instantly materialized behind him.
His second spirit ring lit up instantly, and a pair of giant hands fiercely attacked Wu Xuan.
The powerful attack-type battle spirit master on the right wielded a spear. The moment his purple spirit ring lit up, the spear, like a viper's tongue, transformed into a beam of light, piercing straight for Wu Xuan's chest.
The two were clearly not cooperating for the first time. One in front and one behind, they were perfectly in sync. The spear-wielding spirit master in the back attacked first, and the sharp spear tip arrived in front of Wu Xuan first.
Facing the two attacks, Wu Xuan took a deep breath, "Third spirit skill, Jade Wind!"
The third spirit ring shone brightly, and in an instant, the emerald green gale surrounding Wu Xuan seemed to have a texture.
The spear and tiger claws were almost upon Wu Xuan, but no matter how hard they tried, their attacks couldn't advance an inch.
"Crack!"
Wu Xuan clasped his hands together, and the jade-green wind instantly froze. The next moment, the two transformed into two sharply angled jade crystals, collapsing to the ground.
Wu Xuan kicked out with both feet, and the two fourth-year students trapped in the crystals were sent flying backward. In that instant, Elder Xuan appeared and pulled them off the fighting arena.
With a snap of his fingers, the crystals surrounding the two eliminated students vanished instantly.
The faces of the group preparing to surround Wu Xuan, having instantly killed two powerful attack-type Soul Masters, turned pale.
"What are you looking at? I'm right here!" A cold voice suddenly appeared behind them. They tried to turn around to retaliate, but before they could, Wu Xuan's fists, wreathed in a gust of wind, slammed into them.
Several Soul Master-level students were sent flying with screams of agony. Eliminated.
"Hiss~~!"
Wu Xuan's swift and decisive attack instantly killed six or seven people, leaving all the students quite shaken.
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