"What?! Mei Yiqi actually won?"
"What kind of ability was that? I've never seen it before."
"I've never seen him before either, but with such a serious injury, will he still be able to play in the upcoming matches?"
"I don't know, but the opponent is not weak either, and its defense is too strong, and its strength is also great. If it weren't for that last tornado, the outcome would be hard to say."
...
Listening to the whispers of his classmates, Wang Zheng looked at Mei Yiqi, who was being helped over by the medical teacher, and said softly, "I didn't expect you to be so popular. You played well."
His arm has now been re-immobilized and treated, but he still looks exhausted.
It seems that the battle just now not only used up all his spiritual energy, but also exhausted his physical strength.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Zheng still cast two Holy Light spells on him. Given his condition, it was uncertain whether he could participate in the afternoon's competition.
Moreover, Wang Zheng now understood why he had hesitated and struggled before.
His tornado attack wasn't particularly fast, and it clearly required charging up, but its power was still quite considerable. If one wasn't controlled or caught off guard, it wouldn't have been difficult to dodge.
He probably didn't want to use it so that he could catch himself off guard when he encountered him.
And looking at himself at the last moment, he probably wanted his approval.
Zhu Canyang could be considered a competitor of his own type, and he was probably trying to tell him, "This move was prepared for you. Can you block it?"
Looking at the exhausted Mei Yiqi, who was still wriggling unnaturally under the holy light, Wang Zheng was moved by his perseverance and said with a smile, "With this much skill, you're still a long way from beating me!"
Although Mei Yiqi was angry when he heard this, he quickly calmed down when he saw that there was no mockery in Wang Zheng's eyes. Besides, he didn't have the energy to argue with Wang Zheng anymore.
Despite the injuries, the matches will continue.
As time went by, before anyone knew it, only Wang Zheng, Wu Huan, and a student from the opposing Magic University remained who hadn't yet taken the stage.
Two out of the three people are randomly selected, and the rest are left without a turn.
Wang Zheng didn't seem to care, but Wu Huan felt a little nervous looking at Wang Zheng's calm expression.
On one hand, they hoped that either they or Wang Zheng would get a bye, so that at least they could both advance.
On the one hand, he couldn't suppress his excitement and wanted to have a proper match with Wang Zheng again, to show him the progress he had made over this period of time.
Seeing her hesitant and anxious expression, Wang Zheng smiled and said, "If we really face off later, I won't hold back. Don't cry if you lose."
Upon hearing Wang Zheng's words, Wu Huan's expression turned serious, and his composure returned.
She knew that the captain was telling her that he considered her an opponent, and thinking about it made her feel a little excited.
The site was cleared.
The referee shouted loudly, "Wu Huan!"
It seemed even the referee knew what Wu Huan was feeling, pausing slightly before calling out the next name.
"Luan Zhidong!"
Upon not hearing Wang Zheng's name, Wu Huan's expression changed, it was hard to tell whether he was happy or disappointed.
Wang Zheng didn't care, but he didn't expect to be so lucky as to get a bye.
I was still shamelessly speculating in my mind, was it because the university was scared and wanted to send me to the finals?
But when he turned around and saw Wu Huan's expression, he knew that the girl had too many distracting thoughts in her mind, probably because she was a little disappointed that she hadn't met him.
He found it funny when he thought about it. So many people were glad that they wouldn't fight him, but she was the only one who was eager to come.
Wang Zheng cleared his throat and said softly, "You're lucky. Your opponent is also a speed-type Awakener, but I see that he's very skilled with his weapon. If you go on stage like this, you'll probably lose."
"If you really want a proper fight with me, you'd better at least make it to the next round. Look at Mei Yiqi, he has such low skill but dares to say he'll wait for me in the finals. Do you want to lose this round?"
Upon hearing Wang Zheng's words, Wu Huan's expression changed.
'Wu Huan, aren't you ashamed of yourself? Your opponents are all formidable. You're thinking about all this right before you go on stage. Do you really want to lose here?'
"Smack—!"
She suddenly took a deep breath, stretched out her hands and slapped her face hard. The sound was so loud that even the other students looked over, and saw several red finger marks appear on her fair face.
Wang Zheng knew she was clearing her mind, and he was afraid of affecting Wu Huan's state, so he didn't cast Holy Light on her.
The battles between Awakened Ones, especially among these newcomers, show differences, but they are definitely not as great as one might imagine. Momentum and spiritual beliefs are also factors that cannot be ignored.
Then Wu Huan looked at Wang Zheng with a firm gaze and said only three words.
I will win!
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