The final round of the competition was quite fierce, with everyone revealing their last trump cards. Even Shi Shan, who was at the seventh level of the Awakening Realm, was almost defeated by an unknown student at the sixth level of the Awakening Realm.

On the arena between Jiang Xinghai and Gong Guangji, blood kept splattering. Of course, both of them had blood on them. Gong Guangji was afraid in the face of Jiang Xinghai's relentless attacks. After his right arm was pierced, he was trampled under Jiang Xinghai's feet, who kept forcing Gong Guangji to apologize.

Gong Guangji hadn't expected Jiang Xinghai to be so strong when he was enraged. He begged for mercy repeatedly, and he could sense that if he didn't apologize and beg for mercy, Jiang Xinghai might actually kill him.

After the five matches, whether they won or lost, they all left the arena and returned to the courtyard to rest. Some were carried away by the academy for treatment due to their serious injuries, while others gained a lot of insights from the battles.

For a moment, a bloody atmosphere filled the entire arena.

"The rest of you, enter the arena!"

Following Jia Yan's announcement, the remaining ten people entered the arena one after another.

After the previous battles, some of the arena was badly damaged, and some still had bloodstains on them, so there was no time to clean them up.

One was the leader of the Sword Gang and a leading figure in the Weaponry Academy, and the other was a dark horse among the new students. For a time, most of the students in the arena focused their attention on the two of them!

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Jinglei stood with his hands behind his back, adopting a superior posture.

"I never expected you to get this far, but to end your so-called new king, I have no choice but to take matters into my own hands." Lin Jinglei's words were full of domineering arrogance, as if foreshadowing Qin Xin's impending defeat.

"You talk too much nonsense. You Sword Gang members are good for nothing but being arrogant!"

Qin Xin smiled, gripped the Nine Flames Battle Immortal Staff, and plunged it down, the impact of which produced a metallic clang as it struck the floor tiles of the arena.

"court death!"

Lin Jinglei's eyes widened in surprise. He clenched his fist and flicked it gently. His six true acupoints seemed to flow with purple electricity, and a long sword with purple patterns slowly floated out.

He gripped the sword hilt with one hand, and a deep, muffled thunderous sound echoed across the arena.

Faced with the domineering aura that suddenly emerged from Lin Jinglei's body, Qin Xin dared not be careless and directly activated his Martial Spirit Pattern, only then did he feel a sense of relief throughout his body.

"Hmph! Let's see how long your Martial Spirit Mark can last!"

Seeing Qin Xin's sudden surge in aura, Lin Jinglei spoke disdainfully, his entire body instantly transforming into a streak of purple light, wielding the Purple Thunder Sky-Piercing Sword, and charging directly at Qin Xin.

Seeing this scene, Jin Yuanbao and the others outside the arena were on tenterhooks. They all knew that Qin Xin's martial spirit runes could enhance his strength, but they also knew that Qin Xin's true cultivation level was only the first level of the Aperture Opening Realm. Now, facing Lin Jinglei directly, they did not believe that Qin Xin could win.

After activating the Heavenly Phoenix Martial Spirit Pattern, Qin Xin felt his internal energy immediately become violent. The surging internal energy flowed like a rushing lake. With a flick of his arm, his sleeves made a clanging sound under the fluctuation of internal energy. The Nine Flames Battle Immortal Staff in his hand stood horizontally in front of him, surrounded by fire and wood internal energy, which transformed into a steaming, burning pale yellow flame. The air was scorched by this pale yellow flame and became somewhat distorted.

No one dared to blink, for the two, separated by only a dozen meters, were locked in combat in an instant, their violent true energy and sharp sword energy clashing continuously.

Under the watchful eyes of the students below the arena, the two figures collided like meteorites, producing a tremendous sound. Sparks flew from the collision on an ancient long staff.

"laugh!"

Qin Xin's long staff sliced ​​through the air, and dark red light instantly gathered within it. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth above the arena was instantly disrupted. With a light swing, the sonic boom generated by the friction with the air made the students watching the battle hold their breath.

"Earth-rank beginner martial art, Wildfire Hundred Slashes!"

With a light shout, the heat wave generated by the powerful energy of the martial art forced Lin Jinglei to squint his eyes. A faint smell of burning emanated from his body, yet his face remained arrogant, as if he didn't take Qin Xin's Earth-rank martial art seriously at all.

Just as the pale yellow giant blade was half a foot away from Lin Jinglei, Lin Jinglei took a step back. With a light wave of his Purple Thunder Sky-Piercing Sword, the martial spirit in his hand transformed into a streak of purple light and rushed towards the dark red fire blade in mid-air!

The seemingly terrifying dark red fire blade suddenly exploded out of Qin Xin's control the moment it came into contact with the purple light.

"boom!"

A huge, dark red fireball suddenly rose into the air, and the scorching heat wave swept across the ground, causing some students' clothes to catch fire.

Because Qin Xin was relatively close to the center of the explosion, he had to take several steps back before stopping due to the shockwave.

Before Qin Xin's eyes, Lin Jinglei, not expecting the sudden explosion to have hidden force that layered upon layer like waves, suffered a slight internal injury due to his carelessness, and his eyes instantly burned with anger.

"I didn't want to use this magical artifact, but to be defeated by it is an honor for you!"

Gently brushing away the flames from his body, Lin Jinglei grinned at Qin Xin and said, "It's time to end this!"

As the voice faded, a blood-red longsword appeared in Lin Jinglei's hand. The blade was covered with blood-red runes, giving it an extremely evil appearance. Just as Lin Jinglei grasped the blood-red longsword, the blood energy within his body seemed to be being devoured, which was very strange.

With the flow of true energy through Qin Xin's meridians, his true energy veil immediately covered his entire body.

"Yeah!"

As Qin Xin's voice fell, a powerful spiritual sense enveloped him, and the Nine Flames Battle Immortal Staff in his hand hummed, as if the blood-red longsword had ignited his fighting spirit.

Lin Jinglei moved like a ghost, his blood-red longsword already thrusting directly at Qin Xin, leaving a blood-red afterimage in the air.

"Clang! Clang!"

As Lin Jinglei unleashed his terrifying attack, Qin Xin's true qi veil grew increasingly thin, and he was actually sent flying by Lin Jinglei's single blow.

"puff!"

Qin Xin spat out a mouthful of dark blood, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The blood-red longsword in Lin Jinglei's hand was extremely strange. Each attack seemed to drain Qin Xin's inner energy upon contact, making him hesitant and afraid to directly confront it. He could only rely on his extraordinary spiritual sense to constantly dodge, and even so, he was still grazed by the sword's energy.

"It seems Qin Xin is going to lose."

On the high platform, Xia Yue and the others who had not left looked at Qin Xin in the arena and sighed.