Shocking World War Emperor
Chapter 259: Fallen?

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Fallen?

On the main Observation Platform.

"Master Mo, you’ve kept your cards very close to the chest! Your True Martial Academy actually has such a genius in Spirit Art?"

Netherworld Academy’s Palace Master Cheng Yuan said with a face full of resentment.

Back when they were sparring at Netherworld Academy, Ye Zhenzhen seemed to have been defeated quite easily.

Indeed she had hidden her strength!

But what he did not expect was that Ye Zhenzhen had concealed it too deeply.

With such Body Technique Heavenly Spirit Technique, within his academy, only Luo Yue would be able to battle with her!

And yet, such a level of skill, and she’s still not the team captain?

What is Mo Han playing at?

Does he not know that the team captain is subject to a double-elimination rule?

Xu Qing, Li Xuan, and other palace masters also cast meaningful glances at Mo Han.

Taiyi Academy’s Palace Master Xu Qing suddenly looked towards Tianluo Academy’s Palace Master Wu Zhao and said, "Master Wu, that’s not very fair of you! To have such a student gifted in Spirit Art at True Martial Academy and not to inform us at all?"

"Pff!"

Wu Zhao spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with venomous resentment, staring intently at Mo Han.

If not for Mo Han, such a talent would still belong to his Tianluo Academy!

And to think, Ye Zhenzhen’s talent doesn’t stop there!

Xu Qing was taken aback.

Did she really not mention anything about the Cloud Mist Spirit Body?

Why did Wu Zhao spit out blood again?

...

Above the Star Luo River.

"Senior He Mu, you are not my opponent, admit defeat!"

Ye Zhenzhen said to He Mu.

After all, she had a bond of camaraderie with He Mu and didn’t wish to deliver a killing blow.

"Admit defeat? Before that, I’d have to force you to reveal your true strength!"

He Mu said coldly.

This was a consecutive challenge system, even if he lost, he needed to deplete some of Ye Zhenzhen’s Spiritual Power and make her reveal more of her abilities.

Who knew that after so long, Ye Zhenzhen’s Cloud Mist Technique had become so powerful?

Moreover, Ye Zhenzhen had defeated him before by relying on the Cloud Mist Technique!

But now, she didn’t even need to use the Cloud Mist Technique?

He really found it hard to accept.

Ye Zhenzhen shook her head and said, "Senior He Mu, I urge you once more, be more rational for the last time. My current identity doesn’t allow me to get entangled with you too much. I also have my own difficulties, which perhaps I will tell you about in the future."

"Difficulties?"

He Mu was stunned.

Could it be that Ye Zhenzhen’s defection wasn’t voluntary? That she was forced by someone else?

"Cut the talk, you can say that after you’ve defeated me!"

However, He Mu wasn’t willing to admit defeat on his own.

He had to do something for Tianluo Academy, at the very least deplete some of Ye Zhenzhen’s Spiritual Power!

"Alright then!"

Ye Zhenzhen nodded, no longer persuading.

"Immortal Steps Ghost Shadow!"

Ye Zhenzhen moved her feet, once again casting the lower-grade Body Technique Heavenly Spirit Technique, rushing toward He Mu.

Knowing he was not her match, He Mu didn’t try to attack but also used a movement technique to flee into the distance.

After all, the whole area above Star Luo River was a battleground.

However, he had only fled a few tens of meters when a white Sword Qi shot from behind, hitting his protective Spiritual Power and sending him flying.

His internal organs were shaken, and a trickle of fresh blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

"Admit defeat!"

Ye Zhenzhen instantly appeared in front of him, a Short Sword at his throat.

"Okay!"

He Mu nodded.

His life now hinged on someone else’s whim, he could only concede.

Though Ye Zhenzhen took their past camaraderie into account and didn’t deliver a killing blow,

if he refused to admit defeat, Ye Zhenzhen might not spare him.

He didn’t dare to gamble with his life.

"I concede!"

When He Mu’s voice echoed above the Star Luo River, Ye Zhenzhen finally retracted her longsword, turning into a streak of light shooting towards the sky.

After landing, Ye Zhenzhen quickly took out a Returning Essence Pill and swallowed it to restore the Spiritual Power within her body.

There were still several battles to come, and she must seize all the time to maintain the fullness of her Spiritual Power!

"May the second contestant from Tianluo Academy, Qin Feiyang, come forward to battle."

Xiao Yun announced loudly.

"Whoosh!"

A streak of light shot out from the Tianluo Academy’s Observation Platform and finally landed opposite Ye Zhenzhen.

"Ye Zhenzhen, how ruthless of you! How could you injure Junior Brother He Mu without considering the camaraderie among fellow students?"

Qin Feiyang said coldly.

Ye Zhenzhen replied indifferently, "I precisely spared him because of our camaraderie, allowing him only a minor injury. I originally did not wish to hurt him, but he refused to concede!"

"Do not make excuses!"

Qin Feiyang’s face was like ice.

Ye Zhenzhen continued, "If your strength is not even on par with Senior Brother He Mu’s, then I advise you to surrender actively. You are no match for me. You’d better save your strength to defeat other academies. You absolutely cannot defeat our True Martial Academy."

"How would we know without trying?"

Qin Feiyang stated coldly.

At this moment, Xiao Yun’s voice announced the start of the match.

"Boom!"

Qin Feiyang was well-prepared, his Spiritual Power immediately swept out, a low-grade Spiritual Weapon Longsword materialized in his hand, Spiritual Power poured into it, and a Purple Sword Qi slashed towards Ye Zhenzhen.

Facing such an unpredictable and powerful opponent as Ye Zhenzhen, Qin Feiyang unleashed his full power from the start.

Directly exerting Spiritual Power comparable to the mid-third layer of the Primordial Pill Realm!

The distance between the two was not far, such a short distance, there was no time to use any Spirit Art.

"Traitor, meet your death!"

After releasing the Sword Qi, Qin Feiyang then executed the high-grade Body Technique Xuanling Technique and once again charged towards Ye Zhenzhen.

This Sword Qi, Ye Zhenzhen would absolutely not be able to block!

Because, her Spiritual Power was significantly weaker than his.

Without the enhancement of Spirit Art, what mattered was Spiritual Power!

"If that’s the case, then don’t blame me for being heartless!"

A cold glint surged in Ye Zhenzhen’s beautiful eyes.

She considered the sentiment among classmates and had shown mercy.

However, what she received in return was Qin Feiyang’s sneak attack.

Fortunately, Young Master Ling was well-prepared.

Staring at the oncoming Sword Qi, Ye Zhenzhen’s expression was icy, her hand reached out, and a black longsword suddenly appeared.

White Spiritual Power flowed into the longsword, equally unleashing a Sword Qi.

"Bang!"

The two Sword Qi collided with a thunderous noise.

Then, under Qin Feiyang’s incredulous gaze, his Purple Sword Qi was unexpectedly shattered like decayed wood!

"How is this possible?"

Qin Feiyang immediately stopped his charge towards Ye Zhenzhen, and cried out in disbelief.

His Spiritual Power was clearly stronger than Ye Zhenzhen’s, so how could he be the one at a disadvantage?

Suddenly, his attention sharply focused on the black longsword in Ye Zhenzhen’s hand.

"A mid-grade Spiritual Weapon?!"

These words practically popped out word by word from Qin Feiyang’s mouth.

He remembered, Ye Zhenzhen’s weapon, was clearly a short sword.

Now, it has become a longsword!

And the attack was so powerful, if not a mid-grade Spiritual Weapon, then what else could it be?

As he was stunned, Ye Zhenzhen had already appeared in front of Qin Feiyang.

With a flick of her wrist, the black longsword slashed towards Qin Feiyang.

"No!"

On the main Observation Platform, Wu Zhao stood up and shouted.

He couldn’t believe that a student from his academy was about to perish at the hands of Ye Zhenzhen whom he had nurtured?

However, at this moment, Qin Feiyang was completely dumbfounded, and he didn’t even have the chance to yell out ’I concede’!

"Could it be that a genius is truly about to fall?"

At this moment, nearly all the contesting participants were as silent as cicadas in winter.