r18novel Chapter 106 Xuanzi Volunteers
Chapter 106 Xuanzi Volunteers
The meeting then moved on to the next key topic: the selection competition for core disciples of the inner court.
This is to replenish the inner circle with fresh blood, and also an important way to assess the potential of the new generation of students and select reserve teams for the competition.
Xuanzi spoke again, volunteering and explaining in detail his proposed selection plan.
After discussion among the elders, the plan was quickly finalized, and Xuanzi was put in full charge of the selection process.
Given the remarkable overall strength and individual talent demonstrated by the second-year students in this year's promotion assessment, the meeting decided to make an exception and allow the most outstanding students in the second year to also be eligible to participate.
The resolution was quickly disseminated. When the homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 2 announced the news, the entire class was initially silent, then erupted in an overwhelming surge of excitement.
Being able to compete against senior geniuses ahead of time is not only an honor, but also an excellent opportunity to hone one's skills.
A burning desire ignited in the eyes of Huo Yutong, Wang Dong, and the others.
Brigitte and Murasaki were also notified, but they were invited as observers.
Brigitte was quite interested in Shrek's teaching and selection process, while Murasaki was simply there to watch the excitement and assess the quality of these so-called "human geniuses."
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The Spirit Pagoda, an exclusive training ground.
The space here is spacious, with the floor and walls made of a special material that can withstand strong energy impacts. Soft soul-guided lights illuminate the area as bright as day.
Having received the selection notice and decided to participate, some members of the Spirit Pagoda, including Huo Yutong, Xiao Xiao, Jiang Nannan, and Cai Tou, as well as Bei Bei, Tang Ya, Ning Tian, and Wu Feng, all gathered here.
Just then, the door on one side of the training field slid open silently.
Zi Ji strode in. Her steps were casual, yet she exuded an invisible pressure that made everyone in the room unconsciously straighten their backs.
"Are you all here?" Zi Ji's gaze swept over the crowd. "The Inner Court selection is not child's play. With your mediocre skills, it's one thing to embarrass yourself, but if you ruin the reputation of the Spirit Pagoda, I won't be responsible."
She walked to the center of the field, stopped, turned around, and faced them.
"The old man Xuanzi's methods are fancy, but at their core it all boils down to one word—'fighting'," Zi Ji said. "To win battles and pass assessments, it all comes down to who can fight better, who can endure more, and who is more likely to bite back in dire situations."
"So, my special training is very simple." She smiled slightly, but her eyes suddenly flashed with a chilling dark purple light, and a heavy, fierce, and terrifying pressure, as if from an ancient wilderness, descended without warning!
"Bang!"
Caught off guard, everyone in the arena felt as if an invisible mountain had suddenly pressed down on them, or as if they had been plunged into a bottomless icy pool. Their breaths froze, their soul power became sluggish, and even their thoughts seemed to slow down.
Many of the weaker fighters turned pale, let out a muffled groan, and almost knelt on one knee; the others fared no better.
"First lesson," Zi Ji's voice clearly reached their ears, even as the oppressive aura crashed against their bodies and minds like a tangible tide, "Adapt to 'momentum'."
"The killing intent of an opponent, the pressure of a strongman, the malice of the environment... On a real battlefield, these intangible and intangible things are often more deadly than open swords and spears."
They will erode your will, interfere with your judgment, and weaken your strength.
"Feel it, analyze it, and then..." She paused, looking at the crowd struggling and sweating profusely, before uttering cold words, "Get used to it, even, use it."
"Release your martial spirits, and resist with all your soul power and will."
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On the day of the selection competition, the atmosphere in the training ground was tense. All the contestants gathered there, and an invisible tension permeated the air.
On the high viewing platform, Biji, Ziji, and Wang Yan stood quietly, their eyes piercing.
Xuanzi moved, his powerful soul force lifting him into the air, his voice booming like a bell:
"The assessment is simple—a chaotic free-for-all!"
"No rules, attack at will! The last seven remaining on the field are the winners!"
"To surrender or to be saved by me is to be eliminated. Now—begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanzi gracefully landed back on the stands, smiling as he took out snacks and drinks from his storage soul tool and distributed them to the three people beside him.
Wang Yan carefully examined the packaging before accepting it; Zi Ji took it directly; Bi Ji chose a bottle of juice, and all thanked Xuan Zi.
Below the stage, the students stood separately according to their grade level.
The moment Xuanzi uttered the word "begin," Huo Yutong, Xiao Xiao, Ning Tian, Wu Feng, and the others immediately converged, like a sharp arrow piercing straight towards Bei Bei and Tang Ya.
The scene instantly exploded.
Some fight alone, while others have already formed a tacit understanding and team up to attack.
Amidst the bursts of light and the crisscrossing of figures, within just a few minutes, more than ten people had been knocked off the field or collapsed to the ground.
Huo Yutong and her group successfully reunited with Bei Bei and Tang Ya. Meanwhile, the remaining students automatically split into two camps—
On one side are the members of the Spirit Pagoda, led by Huo Yutong, as well as Bei Bei, Ning Tian, and other close friends;
On the other side were a group of senior students led by Tang Zang, as well as Dai Huabin, Wang Dong, and others.
"Mental Detection, Mental Sharing!" Huo Yutong used her soul skill, and an invisible mental network opened up, enveloping all of her teammates.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Tian's hand shimmered with light: "The seven treasures radiate glaze—first: power! Second: speed!"
He Caitou quickly made cigars and distributed them to everyone.
The next second, the light of the martial soul possession shone brightly one after another, and the roars of beasts, the sound of weapons, and the fluctuations of soul power collided with a thunderous crash!
"superior!"
Tangzang and Beibei rushed out at the same time, like two shooting stars colliding!
The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clashed fiercely with Tang Zang's Clear Sky Hammer, and a shockwave of lightning and hammer shadows exploded outwards.
On the other side, Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu stood back to back, their soul energies beginning to merge—
"Oh no, it's a Martial Soul Fusion Technique!"
The phantoms of the Netherworld Cat and the White Tiger appeared and intertwined, and a huge and ferocious Netherworld White Tiger solidified in the light, its roar deafening and its murderous aura sweeping through, causing the surrounding students to retreat in all directions.
"Blue Silver Grass - Entangling!"
Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass was the first to shoot out, coiling around the white tiger's body like a serpent.
Almost simultaneously, the long hair of sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo transformed into a blue hairnet, intertwining with the Blue Silver Grass to form a cocoon, binding the Netherworld White Tiger layer by layer!
"Now's the time!"
Various soul skills rained down on the temporarily trapped giant tiger.
"Ning Tian, give me all the boosts!" Huo Yutong suddenly shouted.
Without hesitation, Ning Tian unleashed the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda's brilliance, declaring: "Thirdly: Soul!"
The cigar offered by He Caitou glowed at Huo Yutong's lips, her hands loosely clenched, and the temperature around her suddenly dropped.
A chilling cold emanated from her, causing frost to form on the ground and tiny ice crystals to float in the air. Her soul power surged wildly, as if even her breath would freeze.
"Snap—!"
The Netherworld White Tiger suddenly tore through the Blue Silver Grass and hair net, its eyes flashing with ferocity, about to pounce—
In Huo Yutong's hand, the chill had condensed into a crystal-clear ice spear.
Wisps of white steam curled around the gun barrel, and the air seemed to freeze wherever it passed.
Her eyes narrowed, and the ice spear flew from her hand!
The shot wasn't fast, but it carried an absolutely chilling trajectory, heading straight for the White Tiger's forehead.
The Netherworld White Tiger roared and swung its claws, tearing the air apart with its claws—
However, the ice spear did not pierce through the tiger's claws at the moment of contact; instead, it suddenly "bloomed."
The ultimate power of ice bloomed like a flower, instantly spreading throughout the white tiger's entire body!
The tiger's body, sharp claws, and gaping maw—all movement came to an abrupt halt.
A lifelike ice sculpture of a white tiger from the underworld stands in the center.
The ice was crystal clear, and the expression of the white tiger inside remained frozen in its last moment of ferocity.
The entire room fell silent.