Chapter 21:Bibi Dong Goes on a Killing Spree.
"It's been a long time since we've seen the new generation of the three upper sects. They are truly formidable."
After Qian Xunji took his seat, his gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on the sect leaders of the three upper sects, and he spoke in a loud voice.
"Young Master Qian, you flatter me!"
Smiles immediately appeared on Yu Zhentian and the others' faces. They all cupped their hands in response, speaking politely, but their eyes revealed their own thoughts.
Then, Chihiro turned her head and saw the disciples on the stage wearing the uniforms of the Divine Wind Academy, and said:
"Even the Four Elements Academy is full of talented people. Dong'er, why don't you go up on stage and have a friendly competition?"
"Yes, teacher!"
Bibi Dong's eyes revealed a determination beyond her years as she answered crisply.
This simple conversation was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the three sect leaders changed drastically.
They knew in their hearts that this sparring match was probably not going to be so simple.
Bibi Dong stepped lightly onto the stage, her posture upright. Despite her young age, she could not hide the innate aura emanating from her.
"Look! That little girl went up there!"
"I heard she is the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, and Qian Xunji personally taught her cultivation."
"She looks quite pretty, but I wonder how good she is."
"He looks to be only about 10 years old, how skilled could he be?"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, their gazes sweeping back and forth over Bibi Dong.
In fact, before this first trip, Bibi Dong had already reached level 32 in soul power, far surpassing her peers in strength.
However, Qian Xunji was a deep thinker. On the one hand, he worried that her dazzling talent would attract the schemes of various forces too early.
On the other hand, I also want to take this opportunity to comprehensively train her mental strength and practical adaptability.
Therefore, before setting off, Qian Xunji secretly sealed her level 10 soul power, so Bibi Dong, who was standing on the stage at this moment, only had level 22 soul power left.
"Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, Spirit Soul Death Spider Emperor, Level 22 Great Soul Master, please!"
When Bibi Dong uttered the words "Level 22," the originally noisy arena instantly fell silent, as if all sound had been sucked out.
Chen Yu's confident smile froze instantly, her eyes widening in disbelief.
The disciples around him stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with shock.
"How old is this Bibi Dong? She's already level 22!"
"This talent is simply unheard of!"
The crowd whispered amongst themselves, their gazes towards Bibi Dong a mixture of envy and jealousy.
The sect leaders of the three upper sects could no longer sit still. Yu Zhentian's expressionless face trembled slightly, and his clenched hands tightened unconsciously.
Ning Huaijin's brows furrowed into a tight knot, and he thought to himself: What kind of monster has the Spirit Hall produced!
Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in the crowd, his mind blank.
His throat was dry, and only one thought occupied his mind: in front of her, everyone else was worthless...
The surrounding noise became a blurry background sound; all he could see was Bibi Dong's small figure, and a sense of powerlessness welled up from the bottom of his heart.
"Chen Yu, Shenfeng Academy, Martial Soul: Wind Spirit Sword, 18 Soul Masters, please enlighten me!"
After saying that, he launched an attack on Bibi Dong.
He moved like lightning, closing in instantly, with wind elements frantically gathering around him.
"First Soul Skill - The Invisible Sword!"
He shouted, and the light of his century-old soul rings burst forth. Countless transparent swords formed from wind flew swiftly toward Bibi Dong, accompanied by the sound of wind.
Bibi Dong remained calm and nimbly dodged to the side, her hair flying wildly in the gust of wind whipped up by the sharp blade.
"Poisonous Shadow Web!"
With a delicate shout, she moved her hands rapidly, and her first spirit ring also lit up, the light emanating from that century-old spirit ring reflecting off Chen Yu's.
In an instant, countless eerie green spider silks shot out from Bibi Dong's palm. The spider silks intertwined and spread in the air at an extremely fast speed, forming a huge spider web in the blink of an eye.
The invisible sword that was attacking was blocked, and the venom on the spider web quickly corroded the wind blades, making a sizzling sound, and a thick poisonous mist spread out.
Upon seeing this, Chen Yu was startled and wanted to retreat.
But Bibi Dong wouldn't give him the chance. She manipulated the spider web to pursue him and ensnare him within it.
Chen Yu dashed left and right, but he could not break free from the poisonous web. The deadly poison on the spider silk gradually eroded his body.
A moment later, Chen Yu tumbled out of the poisonous fog in a disheveled state, his body covered in spider silk cuts, the wounds quickly turning blackish-purple, with blood and venom slowly trickling down.
He knelt on the ground, his breathing erratic, his eyes filled with fear and pain.
Bibi Dong looked at the injured and disheveled Chen Yu, a hint of worry flashing across her cold eyes. Her fingers twitched unconsciously, as if she wanted to step forward and examine him.
But in that instant, her master Qian Xunji's teachings resounded in her mind.
"To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself."
These words struck her like a hammer blow, instantly waking her up.
She took a deep breath, and her previously gentle gaze sharpened once more.
"Next."
The voice was calm and resonant, echoing throughout the venue, carrying a sense of decisiveness, as if the fleeting worry from just moments before had never existed.
Various murmurs immediately arose from the audience.
"They lost already? So quickly?"
"That Chen Yu is seriously injured. He looks like he's in agony."
"This little girl's martial spirit is truly terrifying..."
As Chen Yu was carried off the stage by the teachers and students of Shenfeng Academy, another student from Chihuo Academy strode onto the arena.
"Blazing Fire Academy, Puppet Master, Martial Soul: Blazing Fiery Wolf, Level 24 Great Soul Master, please enlighten me!"
He was tall and strong, a full two and a half heads taller than the petite Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong remained calm, tilting her head back and staring intently at the "big brother" in front of her. Her small body stood straight, showing no sign of backing down.
"The contrast is too stark, it's like an older brother beating up a younger sister."
"Yes, but can the Blazing Fire Academy defeat Bibi Dong?"
The disciples on the viewing platform began whispering among themselves again.
Kuiyi stomped his feet heavily on the ground and launched the first attack, with raging flames surging around his body.
"First Soul Skill: Blazing Assault!"
In an instant, it transformed into a streak of fire carrying a scorching heatwave, shooting towards Bibi Dong like an arrow released from a bow, the air crackling and hissing as it burned.
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed suddenly. She lightly touched the ground with her toes, and dodged to the side with a light and graceful movement.
The puppet's surprise attack missed its target, and it crashed into the edge of the arena, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Puyi missed his attack, a hint of annoyance flashing across his face, and he roared.
"Second Soul Skill: Roar of Flames!"
Activated instantly.
A giant pillar of fire shot out from his mouth, sweeping towards Bibi Dong, the air along its path sizzling as it burned.
Bibi Dong's eyes sharpened, and her soul power surged.
"First Soul Skill: Poisonous Shadow Spider Web!"
Ethereal green spider silk shot out from her palms like a torrential rain, attempting to block the surging pillar of fire.
The moment the spider silk came into contact with the flame, it hissed, and a large amount of poisonous mist rose and spread.
Kuiyi's gaze sharpened, and his body leaped through the gaps between spider silk and flames, skillfully dodging the entanglement of the poisonous shadow spider web.
Despite missing her first attack, Bibi Dong remained completely calm.
Her hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals, and her soul power surged wildly around her.
"Second Soul Skill: Spider Venom Thrust!"
Suddenly, a huge, dark green spider phantom appeared behind Bibi Dong, its eight spider legs gleaming with a cold light.
As she moved, countless venomous spider stingers shot out from the spider phantom's legs, raining down on the puppet like a storm.
Before Kuiyi could dodge, the spider stinger pierced through his defenses and embedded itself in his body.
Kuiyi let out a painful scream and crashed heavily to the ground with a loud bang.
He struggled to get up, but found himself in excruciating pain, his limbs weak, and the poison rapidly spreading through his body.
Kuiyi's face turned ashen, black poisonous blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with terror.
He lost the match and was seriously injured.
Bibi Dong's expression was cold and stern as she quietly watched the fallen Kuiyi. There was no pity in her eyes, only the pride and determination of a strong person.
"Her second soul skill is also extremely powerful!"
"As expected of the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall."
"However, such a young age and such ruthlessness!"
Everyone had different thoughts.
At this moment, Kuiyi was carried away, leaving only Bibi Dong in the center of the stage.
The stadium was deathly silent.
The students of the Four Elements Academy stood frozen in place, their faces filled with fear and apprehension.
The image of Kuiyi collapsing in agony was still vivid in their minds. They knew all too well that it was terrifying that Kuiyi, a level 24 student and one of the best among the younger generation of the academy, had ended up like this.
Losing a match is one thing, but Kuiyi's injury instilled fear in them, and no one dared to easily step onto the stage to challenge Bibi Dong again.
It's unclear who first turned their gaze towards the direction of the three upper sects, but everyone else followed suit.
The young disciples of the three upper sects felt countless gazes focused upon them.
The leaders of the three upper sects sat upright in their seats, each with a different expression.
At this moment of great anticipation, everyone is waiting to see if this challenge and contest will continue, and whether any of the three sects will step forward to break this suffocating stalemate.
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