Damn it!
Gao Yifan was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead.
If this continues, forget about coming in first place; we'll probably end up in last place, and we'll lose all face.
This can't go on.
Gao Yifan secretly reached into his pants pocket, turned the small opening of a porcelain bottle, and muttered incantations. Soon, a dark shadow flew out of the bottle.
The shadowy figure existed in spirit form, so even though there were nearly a thousand people on the playground, no one could see it except Zhang Yuan.
The dark figure rolled its eyes back, its face was deathly pale, and it had no expression. Moreover, it only had a lower body; its wide robes concealed no feet or legs, and half of its body floated in mid-air.
"Ghost Servant, stop him!"
The monster, known as the Ghost Servant, transformed into a wisp of black smoke and caught up with Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan was trying his best to catch up with the six students in front of him when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if something was approaching him.
He turned his head and glanced at it.
Oh my god!
A gray, half-dead ghost-like creature rushed up from behind, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged to bite.
The ghostly spirit exuded a chilling aura, possessing the presence of someone at the mid-stage of the Meridian Opening Realm!
Just as the ghost was about to bite, Zhang Yuan used his hand to chop at it and said: "Spirit Slaying Technique!"
A golden blade of true energy, transformed into a spiritual form, slashed out instantly, cutting the lunging ghost spirit in two.
When Zhang Yuan struck the ghost's spirit, Wang Yuan had already run his tenth lap!
Zhang Yuan quickly accelerated, as it would be too late if he didn't chase after it. But just as he was about to speed up, the ghostly spirit, which had already been broken in two, was still able to attack.
All that could be seen was a head and a headless upper body, which lunged forward again.
Zhang Yuan was careless, and his thigh was bitten by that terrifying head spirit. Instantly, his thigh was surrounded by darkness and a foul stench!
hateful!
Blade & Soul, come forth!
A pale gold, ancient-looking short sword flew out from Zhang Yuan's chest and pierced the ghost's head. The head seemed to be in great pain, and its face became twisted and ferocious!
Finally, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and vanished!
The little sword spirit is also a spirit, so the students on the playground cannot see it.
Then the little sword spirit cleaved the headless ghost servant spirit, leaving only half of its body, with another sword strike.
While Zhang Yuan was fighting the ghost servant spirit, Gao Yifan mobilized his true energy, broke through the magical interference that Zhang Yuan had placed on him, increased his speed, and chased after him with all his might.
"Look, Gao Yifan's speed has picked up too!"
Wow, he surpassed Zhang Yuan!!
Go Gao Yifan!
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At the art academy, some girls screamed excitedly.
Zeng Jingxue and Chen Li stood in the crowd by the playground.
Chen Li stroked her proud little chin and said, "Jingxue, don't you think Zhang Yuan and Gao Yifan are acting strangely? They started off so fast, but then their speed suddenly dropped in the middle, becoming as slow as walking, and they looked like they were having a hard time. How come they're running so fast again now?"
Not only Chen Li found it strange, but all the students and teachers watching the game were also a little puzzled. However, they did not know that Zhang Yuan and Gao Yifan were having a battle of wits!
While Zhang Yuan was locked in battle with the ghost, Gao Yifan had already overtaken Zhang Yuan and even surpassed him by half a lap, leaving Zhang Yuan in last place!
Zhang Yuan watched Gao Yifan's retreating figure and stopped being polite.
Little sword spirit, keep that guy in front occupied!
Okay, Master, I'm here to help you!
The little sword spirit was in a great mood after devouring half of a ghost servant's body; a ghost servant at the Meridian Opening Realm was a great tonic for it.
Suddenly, the little sword spirit bent its blade, and a pair of short legs materialized from the tip of the sword. The short legs quickly curled up, transformed into a stream of light, and rushed out, entangling Gao Yifan and beginning to harass him in various ways!
"Huh, why has Gao Yifan slowed down again!"
"What happened?"
Zeng Jingxue asked in confusion.
"Oh no, Zhang Yuan has surpassed Gao Yifan!"
"Zhang Yuan is so fast!"
Chen Li shouted excitedly, her eyes sparkling.
While the sword spirit was entangled with Gao Yifan, Zhang Yuan sprinted forward with all his might, and finally caught up with the contestants from the other 6 academies in the eleventh lap.
On the twelfth lap, Zhang Yuan overtook Wang Yuancong and was the first to cross the finish line.
It took 13 minutes and 51 seconds!
Wang Yuancong from the School of Physical Education was the second to reach the finish line, with a time of 14 minutes and 34 seconds.
After Zhang Yuan reached the finish line, he retrieved the little sword spirit.
Gao Yifan's face was ashen. Although he sprinted forward with all his might, it was too late to turn the tide, and he ultimately finished fourth!
The match is over.
When Gao Yifan saw Zeng Jingxue and Chen Li walking towards him hand in hand outside the playground, his face immediately turned ugly. He remembered the boast he had made in front of the two girls before the competition.
Well, not only did they fail to get first place, they didn't even make it into the top three.
So Gao Yifan turned around and left, blending into the crowd.
His fists were clenched so tightly that the veins bulged.
"Damn Zhang Yuan, I'll let you live for two more days, and then I'll settle the score with you for the Moon-Stealing Sword!"
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The school sports meet has ended.
Zhang Yuan won four championships and accumulated 14 points, becoming the athlete with the highest score in the school sports meet.
A reporter from the Student Union's editorial department, through the counselor's connections, arranged an exclusive interview with Zhang Yuan and dedicated a page to him in the latest issue of the school's monthly magazine.
Zhang Yuanyi inadvertently became the subject of heated discussion among his classmates once again.
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Life returned to normal, and Zhang Yuan continued to focus on his cultivation. Now, his initial Golden Core stage was stable.
After reaching the initial stage of the Golden Core realm, Zhang Yuan opened several more acupoints in his body, and now he can cultivate the Fiery Tiger Palm and the second level of the Azure Cloud Step.
The Fiery Tiger Paw is a Rank 4 cultivation technique of the Tiger Demon Clan, which can be cultivated all the way up to the Demon King Realm, which is equivalent to the Yin God Realm in humans.
That night, Zhang Yuan was in the center of the dormitory hall, absorbing spiritual energy with the help of the Spirit Gathering Array while practicing the Fiery Tiger Palm.
After the four acupoints—Daling, Zhongzhu, Zhongchong, and Laogong—were opened, the true qi within them circulated throughout the palm according to the Qi circulation method of the Blazing Palm, and Zhang Yuan's palm quickly turned crimson.
The strength and hardness of his palms are much greater than before, and he can easily crush bluestone and steel.
If you successfully cultivate the second level of the Fiery Tiger Palm, your palm will turn crimson red and become incredibly hard after circulating your energy, just like a third-tier magic weapon.
However, to fully master the second level of the Fiery Tiger Palm, one must practice swinging the palm tens of thousands of times to achieve the desired effect.
Zhang Yuan can only be considered to have achieved minor success at this point.
Inside the dormitory, Zhang Yuan kept waving his hands, his pale red hands appearing like phantoms.
Before we knew it, it was already past midnight.
Outside the window, it was pitch black, and everyone was fast asleep.
The little fox didn't come to cultivate today.
After swinging his Fiery Palm hundreds of times, Zhang Yuan's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat; he was a little tired.
So he began to practice the Moon-Gazing and Spirit-Refining Technique.
The leaves outside the window rustled.
A dark figure suddenly appeared on the deserted student street.
It was a man dressed in black wearing a black hood.
The man in black looked up at the streetlight not far away. The streetlight flickered twice and then went out.
Then the man in black swayed, leaving a blur before disappearing into the night.
The next moment, a dark figure stood on the wall of the courtyard under the banyan tree. The figure stared at the half-open window on the second floor of the courtyard, where the bedside lamp emitted a faint light.
Then, the dark figure flashed and disappeared over the courtyard wall.
The small courtyard under the banyan tree, second floor.
A dark figure tiptoed into a bedroom on the second floor and silently searched through Zeng Jingxue's room.
The man in black searched around but couldn't find it, so he went back to the bedside.
Zeng Jingxue was fast asleep in bed, breathing evenly, her fine hair scattered on the pillow, and a thin blanket covering her body.
Under the blanket, Zeng Jingxue wore a beaded pendant around her neck.
It is a jade bead.
The jade bead was of excellent quality. Unbeknownst to Zeng Jingxue, who was fast asleep, the jade bead on her chest was absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit-gathering array, which was why the bead emitted a faint glow.
The light was very faint and covered by the blankets, making it difficult to spot without careful observation.
"Huh?"
The man in black let out a soft exclamation, seemingly noticing the strange bead under the blanket. He reached out to take it.
Suddenly, a loud noise rang in the man's mind.
"Who goes there!"
The sound was ordinary, yet it caused the black-clad man's blood and qi to surge, and his soul to buzz.
The man in black was startled, thinking to himself, "Such powerful strength!"
He quickly mobilized his internal energy to calm his surging blood and calm his mind. At the same time, he looked in the direction of the sound and saw a short-haired young man standing outside the window through the gap in the curtains.
The movement of the man in black made Zeng Jingxue, who was fast asleep on the bed, stir, as if she was about to wake up.
So, the man in black quickly pushed open the window crack on the other side of the wall, used his teleportation technique to pass through the window crack, which was only a dozen centimeters wide, and then disappeared into the dark buildings to escape.
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