Of course, Liu Yuan had absolute confidence in his own strength.
No matter who his opponent was, he would not waver in the slightest.
Lin Xi—
One of the official members of the original Sun Moon Team.
His strength was formidable, ranking among the best in the entire Sun Moon Royal Academy.
Most people would feel immense pressure facing such an opponent.
But Liu Yuan would not.
---
At this moment,
under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands, Liu Yuan stepped out from the crowd with a calm expression, walking toward the highly anticipated Arena Number One at an unhurried pace.
His steps were steady—not fast.
Yet each step seemed to land precisely on the heartbeat of the crowd.
The noisy discussions that had erupted after the draw fell eerily silent wherever he passed.
Countless gazes converged on him—
Curiosity.
Speculation.
Shock.
And… a faint, barely perceptible trace of fear.
---
Across the arena, the true elites of the academy had also taken notice.
In the sixth-year viewing section—
Ma Rulong sat firmly in the front row, arms crossed.
His sharp, hawk-like eyes locked onto Liu Yuan as he approached the stage, his brows slightly furrowed.
So this is the powerful second-year student…
He had long heard of Liu Yuan.
A freshman.
A Core Disciple.
And someone who had reportedly suppressed even Xiao Hongchen.
That alone was enough to draw his attention.
"How interesting…"
"A good show is about to begin."
"I wonder who will win—Lin Xi or this junior."
Ma Rulong muttered softly.
For the first time, he felt genuine curiosity.
---
Meanwhile—
At the top floor of Mingde Hall, inside a hidden chamber.
The Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire, Xu Yunhan, sat with regal composure.
Beside him stood Kong Deming, Vice Hall Master of Mingde Hall.
And serving them personally—
Jing Hongchen.
They weren't physically present at the arena.
Instead, a massive spirit tool screen displayed everything happening below from a god's-eye view.
When Liu Yuan's name appeared—
Xu Yunhan, who had remained calm until now, finally showed interest.
He set down his teacup and leaned forward slightly.
"Oh? It's his turn already?"
"Then I must see this for myself."
Beside him, Kong Deming stroked his beard, his gaze filled with scrutiny.
"I hope he lives up to the expectations."
Unlike others, Kong Deming valued true foundation and potential, not empty reputation.
To him, Liu Yuan still needed to prove himself.
Jing Hongchen, however, simply laughed confidently.
Walking up to the screen, he pointed at Liu Yuan's figure and said:
"Rest assured, Your Majesty, Elder Kong."
"You are about to witness… a surprise."
---
The Battle Begins
On the arena.
Liu Yuan and Lin Xi stood facing each other.
The referee glanced at Liu Yuan once before announcing:
"Match—begin!"
---
At the very instant the words fell—
Lin Xi moved first!
His expression was grave.
He didn't dare underestimate Liu Yuan in the slightest.
Because he knew—
This seemingly harmless junior was a true monster.
He had to seize the initiative!
"Hah!"
With a shout, Lin Xi summoned his Spirit.
A massive Golden Eagle with a wingspan of over four meters appeared behind him!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple—
Four optimal spirit rings flared to life!
A sharp, oppressive aura surged outward.
At the same time, he raised his right hand—
A silver-white Rapid-Fire Ray Gun appeared, engraved with intricate formations.
A genuine Level 4 spirit tool.
---
But—
At that very moment—
Liu Yuan moved.
And he was faster.
Far faster.
So fast that it exceeded the limits of human perception.
"Buzz—!"
There was no flashy Spirit summoning.
No dazzling spirit ring display.
Only a faint golden halo lit up around his body—
Like a sacred armor.
Spirit Possession.
---
The next second—
He vanished.
No—
Not vanished.
A golden afterimage flashed across everyone's vision!
The air itself screamed, torn apart by his speed.
Extreme Speed!
---
Lin Xi's pupils shrank to pinpoints.
A terrifying sense of danger exploded in his chest!
His brain couldn't even process what was happening.
His finger had just touched the trigger—
And Liu Yuan was already in front of him.
Silent.
Like a ghost.
---
A palm—
Not large.
Yet it filled Lin Xi's entire vision.
He couldn't even see the movement clearly.
Only—
"Thud!"
A dull impact.
Like something bursting under pressure.
A terrifying force surged from Liu Yuan's palm—
Like a collapsing mountain.
Like a raging tsunami.
---
"Crack…"
Lin Xi felt his chest cave under the force.
His body was sent flying like a broken kite.
He soared through the air—
Then crashed heavily outside the arena.
"Boom!"
Dust erupted.
---
Instant Victory
From the start of the match—
To Lin Xi's defeat—
Less than one second had passed.
---
Silence.
Total silence.
The tens of thousands of spectators in the Central Plaza fell completely still.
No cheers.
No discussion.
Only shock.
Because no one—
Absolutely no one—
Had expected this result.
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