Malfa: ? ? ?

What's going on? My ears are fine...

Under such intense bombardment,

How can that kid's voice be so steady? Is he even human?

Just as Malfa was completely bewildered,

Amidst the frenzied bombardment, Lan Moyan's voice rang out once more.

He still used the same tone of praise he used for younger people:

"This level of difficulty is alright, barely enough to be a student of Teacher Ye..."

As Lan Moyan's voice faded away...

Malfa felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

A chill ran from his tailbone straight up to the top of his head.

A terrifying sharpness,

Malfa's consciousness instantly collapsed.

My body and soul were trembling inexplicably...

He collapsed to the ground, trembling all over...

In a short time,

Malfa couldn't even maintain his own laws of all elements.

Those various elemental laws instantly collapsed and vanished into nothingness....

All the bombardment dissipated.

Lan Moyan remained standing unharmed, without even moving an inch...

At this moment, Lan Moyan looked at Malfa, who was still sitting on the ground, with a smile.

He slowly walked forward.

He knelt down and gently helped Malfa up.

Then he bent down and gently patted the dust off Malfa's trousers.

He spoke with a slightly teasing tone:

"It seems our genius who gets up at four in the morning still isn't early enough. Next time, I suggest you just stop sleeping altogether."

Malfa slowly came to his senses.

At this moment, he was internally devastated.

The boy in front of me,

He didn't make a single move, not even a slight shift in his body.

This directly thwarted their long-planned attack.

Not only that, but their sheer aura completely overwhelmed me, causing my consciousness to collapse...

This is platinum level?!

Malfa stared in horror at the boy who was about the same age as him.

The fear in my heart kept rising...

At this moment, Lan Moyan's feelings for him continued to swell.

Slowly,

Lan Moyan was like a towering mountain, pressing down on him and making it hard for him to breathe...

One competition completely traumatized Lan Moyan, leaving her with a deep-seated psychological scar.

"You...you're really a Platinum-level player??"

Malfa suppressed his fear.

With trembling hands, she managed to squeeze out those words, asking the question she most wanted to ask...

"You don't believe me???" Lan Moyan looked at Malfa.

Then he extended his hand, demonstrating his strength.

Its strength is indeed only at the platinum level...

"But......"

At this moment, Malfa wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

He stammered and couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Lan Moyan smiled and looked at Malfa, then gently patted Malfa's cheek:

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Junior, it seems you failed your challenge today. Looks like you'll be my fellow disciple for another day."

Then Lan Moyan helped Ma Erfa straighten the wrinkles on his shoulders.

He patted Malfa on the shoulder with both hands:

"Try again next time."

Lan Moyan turned around:

"Alright, it's getting late. Adjust your mindset, compose yourself, and go with Teacher Ye to participate in today's exchange competition."

After saying that, Lan Moyan left the training room.

Listening to Lan Moyan's last few words,

Malfa recalled Ye Ran's promise to him the night before.

At this moment, his heart shattered once again.

He gazed westward, tears streaming down his face.

He slowly knelt on the ground, muttering to himself:

"Professor Viktor, I... I feel like I can't go back..."

...

The playground was once again filled with teachers and students.

Everyone eagerly anticipated the rematch between the two major academies, Magic and Martial Arts.

"Hurry up and start, why hasn't it started yet...?"

"What's the rush? It's only 8:30, the sun hasn't even risen yet..."

"These past two days of matches have been so much fun for me. Just thinking about beating up that golden retriever again makes me tremble with excitement..."

"By the way, which student did the Magic and Martial Arts Academy send today?"

"I checked our school's team, and logically speaking, it should be that girl."

"That girl? She looks so gentle and sweet, like a pretty face but no substance?"

"That's indeed the case. During the freshman assessment, Wang Dachun and Huang Dongdong both showed outstanding combat performances, but this girl seems to have barely made a move..."

"Holy crap, could she really just be a pretty face?? Then who's the contestant the magic academy sent?"

"The one filmed over there looks like a female player, what's her name, Anna?"

"Saint Sophia, Anna??"

"Yes, yes, that's her name. How come you know her?"

"We're doomed! This Anna is the current Holy Maiden of the Western Holy See, known as the Light Priestess kissed by angels. At such a young age, her healing abilities are already comparable to those of the cardinals..."

"The last time I saw her in a news report, I think she was already platinum-level..."

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