The moment that raging fireball touched Caelus's palm, it was as if it had met its nemesis, and the violent roaring of the flames ceased abruptly.
The flames on its surface extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into billowing white steam.
Immediately after, the entire fireball was rapidly frozen, transforming into an ice ball encasing a crimson core.
Caelus closed his palm slightly.
Crack.
The ice ball shattered at the sound, turning into countless ice crystals and red fire elemental light spots that dissipated into the air.
At the same time, that hair-thin gray Spiritual Impact sent out by Huo Yuhao had already arrived in front of Caelus.
Caelus didn't even look; he raised his left hand, and his palm was covered in a faint, almost invisible golden halo.
The air around that halo seemed to become viscous.
He reached his left hand forward, accurately pinching that invisible gray thread.
The power of time, activated.
That terrifying attack, capable of easily piercing the spiritual defense of a Soul King, abruptly came to a halt in mid-air, less than an inch away from Caelus's fingertips.
It vibrated frantically, yet it could not advance even a fraction further, nor could it dissipate.
It seems that in my absence as class monitor, you all have been quite active.
Caelus said indifferently.
It's... it's the class monitor.
Boss, the boss is back.
Off the stage, the silent atmosphere was broken by a few surprised shouts.
Zhou Sichen and Cao Jinxuan excitedly pointed at the figure on the competition stage, almost jumping up.
Boss, you're finally back.
Oh my god, what was that just now? Boss... he actually caught Wu Feng's fireball with his bare hands?
Did you guys feel it? As soon as the class monitor appeared, I felt the surrounding temperature drop by several degrees.
Boss has become so cool, those heterochromatic eyes are just amazing.
The few underlings of Caelus, led by Zhou Sichen, immediately began their flattery.
Meanwhile, the other students in the class were also looking with shock at this youth who had suddenly appeared and resolved a desperate situation with lightning-fast methods.
Is this the strength of the class monitor? It's too strong.
As expected of the number one freshman, he's excessively strong.
Caelus paid no attention to the discussion below the stage.
He swept his gaze across, first glancing at Wu Feng, who was half-kneeling on the ground with a face full of resentment, and then looking at Huo Yuhao, who was standing in place with his eyes showing an eerie gray color.
What's going on here? Why are you fighting?
His voice was very flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Wu Feng was panting heavily; she stared fixedly at Caelus. The intense mental pain and the anger of having her attack blocked made her speak without thinking.
Caelus, stop meddling in other people's business; this is between Huo Yuhao and me.
She was very dissatisfied, extremely dissatisfied.
By what right did this man interfere in her affairs the moment he returned? By what right did he adopt such a condescending attitude?
I am the class monitor.
Caelus replied indifferently, as if stating a fact that couldn't be simpler.
There is nothing in this class that I cannot manage.
He paused, lowered his right hand covered in ice crystals, and turned his gaze to Wu Feng. His tone remained indifferent, but the content made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Moreover, if I hadn't taken action, you would have already lost.
Impossible.
Wu Feng, like a cat whose Tail had been stepped on, immediately retorted excitedly.
He had no ability to resist anymore, he was already a cripple. That move of mine would definitely have burned him to ashes.
In her view, Caelus was favoring Huo Yuhao and humiliating her.
Are you questioning my judgment?
Caelus finally turned his head slowly, his pair of golden and green eyes looking directly at Wu Feng for the first time.
There was no anger, no mockery, only coldness.
It was a coldness like looking at a dead object.
As his gaze focused, a silent chill suddenly descended.
This chill was not merely low temperature, but an absolute suppression originating from the level of life itself.
The temperature on the stage, which had risen due to Wu Feng's Dragons Fire, was completely reversed in that instant.
Ice crystals visible to the naked eye condensed in the air and slowly drifted down.
The surface of the hard stone stage was quickly covered by a thin layer of white frost.
The students below the stage collectively shivered.
What... what's going on? It's so cold.
Hiss... I feel like my bones are about to be frozen.
Zhou Sichen even shrank his neck, looking at Caelus's back with a face full of horror, and whispered to Cao Jinxuan:
I feel... I feel like the boss went out for a trip and has become so scary upon returning. Before, although he was strong, he felt very gentle. Now... now just with one look from him, I feel like I'm going to be killed.
Cao Jinxuan nodded in deep agreement, not daring to speak.
On the stage, Wu Feng, facing this chill directly, felt it most profoundly.
She felt as if she had been instantly thrown from a hot summer day into the core of the Extreme North Ice Plain.
That chill followed her pores, drilled into her Bloodline, and even threatened to freeze her Soul.
Her Red Dragon Bloodline, which she prided herself on, was trembling in the face of this extreme cold, unable to even muster a single thought of resistance.
Her body stiffened, her mouth agape, and the words of rebuttal were choked in her throat; she couldn't say a single word.
Fear.
Unprecedented fear gripped her heart.
I...
She wanted to say something, but her teeth were chattering.
Just then, Han Ruoruo's figure also appeared on the stage. She waved her hand, and a gentle Soul Power dispersed the suffocating chill.
She first looked at Caelus with some delight, and then said to Wu Feng:
Wu Feng, Caelus is right.
Just now, if he hadn't taken action, your attack would have, at most, heavily injured Huo Yuhao, making him lose his ability to fight.
Han Ruoruo's gaze turned to the space on Caelus's left side that was frozen in time, her eyes gleaming with brilliance.
But you would absolutely not have been able to block his second Spiritual Impact.
She explained with lingering fear:
Once that attack hits you, your Sea of Consciousness will be instantly pierced. If things go badly, you will become a living dead person without thoughts.
Hearing the personal confirmation from her class teacher, Wu Feng's face turned pale instantly, devoid of any color.
She looked at Huo Yuhao in disbelief, and then looked at Caelus.
So... so he wasn't favoring Huo Yuhao; he was... saving me?
This truth made her feel even worse than if he had killed her.
Caelus paid no more attention to the dejected Wu Feng.
He dispelled the time power on his left hand; that frozen gray thread lost its restraint, turning into spots of gray light and dissipating into the air.
At the same time, the gray in Huo Yuhao's eyes quickly faded, returning to normal black.
His body went limp, losing all support, and he fell backward.
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