Upon hearing Mu Jinyu and the newcor's urging, the man cursed inwardly: What kind of thing is this? How dare they take so lightly.
His arm, which had just exchanged blows with Mu Jinyu, was still sowhat sore, and he felt his condition was not quite right. He hoped Nalan Feiying would go teach Mu Jinyu a lesson first.
This would give him so ti to recuperate.
But now, finding himself grilled under pressure, he snorted angrily and glared at Mu Jinyu with hatred, shouting at the challenger, "Co up and face your defeat!"
With that, his figure shook, and he was already on the Combat Platform.
"Hmph."
The newcor challenging him snorted lightly, utterly fearless; his figure shook and he too arrived on the Combat Platform.
"Beep!"
"Beep!"
At this mont, the man took out his Identity Plaque and lightly pressed it against a stele at the corner of the Combat Platform.
Instantly, the stele emitted a soft chiming sound, recording his identity.
Afterwards, the newcor challenging him did the sa, took out his Identity Plaque, and lightly pressed it on the challenge stele.
His na also appeared on the stele.
This is the rule for the internal challenge rotation among Senior Students, as it's impossible to always find a ntor or the Institute Head to act as referee for them.
So, if by any chance the challenged loses but intends to renege, their record on the challenge stele makes it impossible to renege.
They are bound to hand over their ranking position to the challenger.
Mu Jinyu noticed this and quickly understood the purpose of the challenge stele.
"Let's begin!"
Seeing that the newcor challenging him had also registered with the Identity Plaque, the man swung his still sore arm and shouted deeply.
"Kill!"
The newcor challenging him shouted coldly and waved his hand.
"Whoo!!"
Instantly, the Combat Platform was shrouded in darkness, dim and lightless, as if the sun and moon had set.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Then, innurable fierce black whirlwinds erged from all directions, savagely attacking the man at the center!
"Hmph, clueless!"
The man snorted coldly, unfazed by the encircling black whirlwinds, showing no hint of fear.
He raised both arms and shook them, instantly spreading a vast amount of cold ice qi.
The entire black Combat Platform was rendered icy blue.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
This frosty cold qi was incredibly terrifying, and forcibly froze the fiercely attacking black whirlwinds.
Soon accompanied by sounds of exploding blasts, the whirlwind that appeared invincible shattered completely!
"So terrifying..."
Chen Yinlong stood on the Combat Platform and, seeing the ferocity of the battle, couldn't help but click his tongue in astonishnt.
"Hehe..."
Mu Jinyu naturally would not be as startled as Chen Yinlong; he even let out a disdainful laugh.
"Ugh..."
At this mont, the man who had just displayed his divine prowess suddenly groaned, and his originally raised arm drooped limply, like noodles thrown into a cooking pot.
"Boom!!"
Thus, the Heavenly Frost Cold Qi spreading from his right also greatly diminished in power.
"Crack crack..."
Although the Heavenly Frost Cold Qi managed to freeze the black whirlwinds montarily, the ice layer soon shattered, and the black whirlwinds were not affected by the ice fragnts but continued to maintain their terrifying might!
"Not good!"
Seeing this, the man's face changed slightly.
He raised his right hand, intending to utilize other techniques to redy the situation, yet at this mont, the soreness in his right arm was like aged wine, lingering with wave after wave assaulting his entire body.
He couldn't even muster the chance to use his Innate Divine Ability.
"Boom!!"
The black whirlwind seized this opportunity, charged forcefully, and sent the man flying into the air.
"Pft!!"
Within the terrifying whirlwind, the man felt imnse pain as if he were being scraped by knives, and his mouth spewed large amounts of fresh blood.
"Boom!"
Finally, the man had no choice but to activate his Foreign Race Bloodline to escape from the deadly whirlwind.
"Ha!"
"Kill!!"
However, the newcor challenging him, seeing the man injured and his casting speed greatly decreased, lacking the semblance of a Void Breaking Realm expert, though not knowing what was going on, didn't let the opportunity slip, promptly launching successive divine skills.
"Boom!!"
Heavenly Thunder struck!
Silver lightning sparkled, illuminating the entire Combat Platform in a flash, sweeping away the darkness completely.
"Ughhh..."
The man couldn't dodge in ti; his face was full of pain as he was struck by the lightning, convulsing all over, his hair turned into a bird's nest, emanating a foul stench.
"Bang!"
Ultimately, under the relentless attacks from the newcor challenging him, the man found no way to resist, lying stiffly on the ground, convulsing, with blood oozing from his orifices.
The entire scene rendered the audience silence.
The old and new Senior Students, along with Nalan Feiying, who had just been fighting on the Combat Platform, couldn't believe the man had been so easily defeated by the newcor.
Though the newcor was quite capable, successfully advancing to a Senior Student, he surely wouldn't be lacking.
However, in their estimation, the newcor could not possibly win the challenge against the man, likely unable to withstand ten moves before losing.
Yet, as it turned out, the man began strangely, couldn't even withstand ten moves from the newcor, and miserably lost.
His performance in this battle was even worse than those ranked top ten among Interdiate Students!
"It's you!"
At this mont, Nalan Feiying understood the reason for the man's defeat, turned abruptly to look at Mu Jinyu, sinisterly staring at him.
"What do you an?"
Mu Jinyu remained composed and unfazed, eting his gaze squarely, asking softly.
"It was during your recent exchange that you made a secret move against him, causing his right arm problem, finally allowing the dark energy to spread throughout his body, preventing him from responding swiftly to the newcor's technique and supernatural powers."
Nalan Feiying glared coldly at Mu Jinyu, enunciating each word sharply.
Mu Jinyu replied, "Senior, that's rely your speculation. The fact is this senior is just trash, unworthy of his reputation."
"Hmm..." After a pause, Mu Jinyu snorted with laughter, "Of course, if you insist on thinking this way, blaming , I'll accept it easily. After all, it was he who struck first, even if this matter escalates, it doesn't affect !"
His attitude actually admitted his secret move against the man.
But as he said, even admission has little consequence since the opponent struck first outside the Combat Platform; he simply retaliated.
Ultimately, the opponent suffered secretly, with internal injuries yet unhealed, proudly rushed to battle others, and lost. Whom can be blad?
He can only bla himself for his bravado!
"Fine, fine, fine, now it's our turn to battle!"
Listening to Mu Jinyu's fearless words, Nalan Feiying's eyes shone brightly as he laughed, shouting deeply.
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