166: Chapter 166 Lost?

Shen Xingchen watched the two battling combatants with equal seriousness.

Unlike the others, Shen Xingchen could feel his Senior Sister's extraordinary nature.

What Senior Sister was using right now was precisely the Myriad Thunders Return to Void Guide, and her proficiency was actually even stronger than his own—that was the Grandmaster stage!

A martial skill or a spell would improve bit by bit through persistent, grinding effort.

The gap between a genius and an ordinary person was merely the time it took to cultivate a skill to Great Accomplishment.

But the Grandmaster stage was different; it required both extraordinary comprehension and a certain fortuitous opportunity.

This was also why so many of his martial skills were at Great Accomplishment, yet only his Black-tier Six Harmonies Golden Spear had reached the Grandmaster stage.

However, the dragon vein here was affecting Senior Sister's performance.

Just as Shen Xingchen was thinking this,

Bai Wanqing and Yan Chen had already clashed.

The two most outstanding figures of the academy immediately unleashed their strongest martial skills right from the start.

"Purple Heaven Divine Thunder!"

Purple-white electric arcs surrounded Bai Wanqing's body, and her delicate hair fluttered in the wind.

In her hand, she held a long spear condensed from pure thunder, and at the end of the spear, a heart-palpitating crackling sound burst forth.

This was the manifestation of driving the Myriad Thunders Return to Void Guide to the absolute extreme!

Yan Chen was equally unwilling to show weakness as magma-like patterns began to flow across his skin, and his eyes burned with flames, as if they were going to melt the surrounding air.

This was Yan Chen's Talent Divine Ability—the Blazing Rock Dragon.

A fire-attribute dragon species.

"I will make you understand the gap between you and me!"

As soon as Yan Chen's voice fell, his figure suddenly blurred.

The ground cracked open.

Yan Chen himself appeared right in front of Bai Wanqing, punching straight ahead with a fist imbued with dragon might.

Bai Wanqing did not dodge or evade; her thunder spear flipped over and precisely pierced toward that fist-edge.

Boom—

The purple-white electric light and crimson dragon qi fiercely collided.

This shockwave shattered the surrounding rocks into pieces.

This clash was evenly matched.

Bai Wanqing's beautiful eyes were calm as she focused entirely on dealing with the battlefield.

Yan Chen's heart was filled with shock.

It had only been a few months since his last fight with Bai Wanqing, yet her strength had actually advanced to this extent?

Seeing the opponent's calm expression, Yan Chen's anger reached its peak.

How could Bai Wanqing know what Yan Chen was thinking?

Leveraging the force, she retreated half a step as the purple thunder spear traced a perfect arc in the air, instantly splitting into dozens of thunder clones.

These clones pierced toward Yan Chen from different, extremely tricky angles.

Yan Chen suddenly felt a chill at the back of his head.

Amidst such a fierce collision, he had actually lost focus.

Reacting in a hurry, the dragon qi around his body erupted, transforming into a blazing flame shield.

Puff-hiss—

The purple-white thunder spear smashed into the shield, lighting up a dazzling radiance.

Although rushed,

Yan Chen's shield still blocked all the purple-white thunder spears of the clones.

Just as he was about to let out a breath of relief,

"Not good!"

Yan Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Bai Wanqing's true body had already appeared behind Yan Chen.

Maintaining her icy temperament, she gripped the purple-white thunder spear with both hands and lunged forward abruptly, transforming into a purple-white lightning bolt that pierced through heaven and earth.

Swish—

The purple-white lightning pierced into the dragon qi shield, making a harsh tearing sound like cloth being ripped apart.

Yan Chen let out a muffled groan.

His shield shattered, and he retreated repeatedly, leaving a charred wound on his left shoulder.

"Good heavens, Yan Chen has actually fallen into a disadvantage!" someone exclaimed.

"Bai Wanqing is so strong!" someone praised.

"I feel like Yan Chen's reaction was a bit slow by half a beat. Was he thinking about something?"

"That's right, Yan Chen grew careless!"

Yan Chen had ruled the prodigy ranking for too long, to the point that everyone had developed an absurd thought—how could Yan Chen possibly lose?

Shen Xingchen saw things in greater detail.

Senior Sister also cultivated spear techniques.

Judging from her standard just now, Senior Sister's spear technique was not the least bit weaker than his own.

You must know that his Fire Dance Flowing Flame Style was a Heaven-tier martial skill, and he had cultivated it to Great Accomplishment.

"Senior Sister's talent is really… talented enough to make people jealous," Shen Xingchen complained helplessly.

As for Yan Chen,

to Shen Xingchen, there were actually no bright spots.

A dragon-attribute Talent Divine Ability that was restrained by him...

Dragon-attribute fist techniques that were restrained by him...

That shield martial skill, although also Heaven-tier, was only at Minor Accomplishment.

On the other side,

Yan Chen naturally wouldn't be defeated so easily.

He formed hand seals with both hands, causing the entire dragon vein to shake slightly. The ground cracked, and red light seeped out from deep underground—that was the resonance of dragon might.

"If it were anywhere else, perhaps I really couldn't do anything to you, but this place is the Dragon Transformation Pool!"

Yan Chen's body already exhibited a dragon shadow, which was a sign of preliminary draconic transformation.

Bai Wanqing frowned slightly, sensing the changes in the opponent's aura.

She knew Yan Chen was already stirring up the surrounding dragon vein.

She didn't dare to be the least bit careless.

Bai Wanqing leaped backward, landing on a high rock.

Bringing her fingers together, she traced a triangle in the void before her, and spiritual qi flowed along the patterns like water in a canal.

In just a moment, it condensed into a solemn and stern grand seal.

"Purple Heaven Seal, Heavenly Annihilation!"

Within the majestic purple seal, a huge longbow appeared, flashing with electric arcs.

This was the trump card carefully chosen for her by her teacher, matching her Talent Divine Ability the most.

Once this martial skill was unleashed, it would be the moment to decide the victory and defeat.

Bai Wanqing pulled the longbow.

On the bowstring, a sharp arrow formed, its shaft entwined with purple-white electric arcs.

Although it was called an arrow, its size could already be considered a long spear.

Yan Chen had also finished charging his power.

His body transformed into a true blazing giant dragon, pouncing over with a momentum capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Swoosh—

The arrow shot toward Yan Chen like a thread of lightning.

This time, there was no earth-shattering loud noise, only a dazzling white light.

The arena fell into silence.

Everyone watched with burning eyes, afraid of missing any detail.

When the light dissipated,

Bai Wanqing was still standing on the rock, the grand seal in front of her had dissipated, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

On the ground, Yan Chen knelt on one knee, his draconic transformation receding, and a charred wound pierced through his chest.

Anyone could see that Bai Wanqing's condition was somewhat better.

"Bai Wanqing actually won!"

"Could the number one spot on the prodigy ranking really be changing hands?"

"I can tell now, the students under Vice President Xue are all monsters: Marshal Gu Qinglin, Bai Wanqing, and Shen Xingchen!"

The onlookers had already begun discussing.

These words fell into Yan Chen's ears, sounding exceptionally grating.

"Lost!?"

Yan Chen's lips twitched slightly.

Do they have any idea what this baptism meant to him!?

From the moment he entered the Dragon Transformation Pool, it was impossible for him to lose.

Yan Chen's body began to crawl with bizarre blood-colored runes.

His originally withered aura began to recover rapidly, returning to its peak in just the span of a breath.

His eyes were filled with blood, and his aura gradually became bloody, resembling an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Bai Wanqing's pale, pretty face turned solemn once more, her pretty brows arching as she looked at Yan Chen in his bizarre state.

The people around once again discussed in murmurs.

"What is going on!?"

"Blood color pervades, a tyrannical aura—could this be the effect of the Blood Fiend Pill?"

"Are you kidding me? This is the Dragon Transformation Pool; bringing external items isn't allowed, and Yan Chen didn't take any pills at all!"

After a brief silence among the crowd,

someone suddenly said weakly, "What if... Yan Chen took a pill beforehand, stored its medicinal power in his dantian, and melted it away at this moment?"

"!?"

This sentence was extremely constructive, making everything seem so reasonable.