Instantly, a surge of intense spiritual energy erupted from his body. This energy rapidly coalesced in front of him, forming a massive shield.
The outer layer of the shield was ablaze with emerald-green spiritual flames, like a giant, menacing fire dragon coiled around it.
The spiritual flame emitted an extremely high temperature, scorching and distorting the surrounding air. Even before it got close, the icy blue spiritual energy storm was forced to sizzle by the high temperature, sounding like the painful wails of cold under intense heat.
Each approaching ice blade was instantly melted by the intense heat of the spirit flame, turning into wisps of white vapor that drifted into the air.
Upon witnessing this scene, Yu, who was suspended in mid-air, was instantly filled with an indescribable sense of dejection.
His resolute gaze was instantly replaced by a hint of sadness. He hadn't expected that his powerful attack, unleashed with all his spiritual energy, would be so easily countered by Qin Luo, like a child's game.
For this attack, he squeezed almost all the spiritual energy in his body to its limit. He thought that with this all-or-nothing gamble, even if this fierce attack couldn't win him, it would at least make Qin Luo look bad.
However, reality delivered a harsh slap to his face.
Looking at Qin Luo's relaxed defensive posture in the distance, he was like an unshakable mountain, standing firmly there, while his own attack was like a fragile wave, easily dissolved and disappeared without a trace the moment it hit the mountain.
This stark contrast plunged the usually confident man into a deep state of self-doubt.
The body, which had been suspended in the air, slowly descended, and its feet landed once again on the uneven ground that had been cratered by the impact of spiritual energy.
Fang Yu was panting heavily. The large amount of spiritual energy he had just consumed had left his body somewhat overwhelmed, but at this moment, his physical exhaustion was far less than his frustration.
Looking at the still-burning emerald flame shield and Qin Luo's calm expression behind it, I suddenly felt as if there was an insurmountable chasm between us.
"I... admit defeat!"
With a struggle, Fang Yu managed to utter these words. Though his voice was soft, it was clearly audible in the otherwise quiet space, ravaged by spiritual energy.
The stands erupted in uproar. The students of Wanxuan Academy were incredulous upon hearing this; they never expected that the person most anticipated by the academy would admit defeat.
In their eyes, whether it was daily training or past competitions, Fang Yu always managed to stand out with his unique resilience and exquisite martial arts skills.
"How is this possible? How could Senior Brother Fang Yu admit defeat?" A lower-grade student stared wide-eyed, his face full of shock and confusion.
The senior sitting next to him also frowned and muttered to himself, "We all know Fang Yu's strength. Could this man named Qin Luo really be this strong?"
Whispers began to circulate among the crowd, and most people's eyes were filled with doubt, disappointment, and even a little dissatisfaction.
Some students who were originally full of confidence in Fang Yu and cheered him on before the competition felt as if they had been doused with a bucket of cold water. Their enthusiasm was instantly extinguished, and they fell silent with drooping faces.
However, those on that high platform held a different view.
Seeing this result, a hint of surprise flashed in Dean Wan Xuan's eyes. After a slight sigh, he said softly:
"Fang Yu is already a representative of the higher level of our Wanxuan Academy. I originally thought he could secure a spot this time. But there are always people better than you, and there is always something beyond your reach. I must congratulate Lord Xia on acquiring such a promising young man."
Dean Wan Xuan smiled at Xia Chaozong, a hint of amazement flickering in his usually calm eyes.
With his sharp eyes, he naturally noticed Qin Luo's actions of honing his spiritual energy during his battle with Fang Yu. It's important to know that honing spiritual energy in battle is an extremely dangerous activity.
Unless one has immense confidence in oneself or overwhelming strength, a momentary loss of mental and emotional balance could lead to disaster and cause serious harm to oneself.
Upon hearing Dean Wan Xuan's praise, a smile appeared on Xia Chaozong's usually calm face:
"Dean, you flatter me. This child does have some talent, but he still needs more experience in a big place like Tianmen."
"Lord Xia is too modest. This child's future is limitless." Dean Wan Xuan stroked his beard before turning his gaze back to the arena, observing the situation in the other areas.
As the battle on the field intensified, after a thrilling contest, the six spots for the Heavenly Gate were finally decided.
At this moment, although the arena was still filled with lingering spiritual energy, six figures in different robes stood there.
The spectators in the stands watched these outstanding young women and discussed them animatedly.
"Xia Yu has really stole the show this time, with two people selected all at once."
"Liu Yu is not bad either, and the strength of those two should not be underestimated."
"That man from the Flame Domain looks powerful. Even from a distance, I could feel the sharp aura emanating from his blazing spiritual energy."
"It's a pity that Wanxuan Academy only has one spot this time. It seems that it is still not as good as the other three major domains."
......
Just as everyone was discussing, on the high platform, Dean Wan Xuan slowly stood up, slightly raised his hands, and a gentle spiritual energy wave spread out, instantly silencing the noisy stands.
Dean Wan Xuan's gaze swept calmly over the crowd, finally settling on the six winners in the arena. A satisfied smile appeared on his face, and a loud voice echoed across the vast arena:
"Today, after fierce competition, the results of the contest for the Tianmen quota have been announced."
"These six spots at the Heavenly Gate represent not only honor, but also a heavy responsibility. The Nine Heavenly Gates are the holy lands that we cultivators dream of, where there are countless opportunities and challenges."
"Tomorrow you will officially depart for the Nine Heavenly Gates. There, you will encounter more profound cultivation techniques, more powerful opponents, and meet talents from all over the world. I hope you will cherish this opportunity, cultivate diligently within the Heavenly Gates, continuously improve your strength, and not waste your talents."
Upon hearing Dean Wan Xuan's impassioned words, Qin Luo raised his head and focused his gaze on the high platform.
But the next moment, he was suddenly shaken and stared at the elegant woman in white behind Dean Wan Xuan.
A brand new name appeared in the column of investable individuals that had remained unchanged for a long time in the system interface!
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