Ren Tianyou followed the crowd down the school building and headed east. After walking for about ten minutes, a large row of rooms appeared in front of Ren Tianyou's eyes. The muscular man led the crowd to door number six. He took out a card and inserted it into the groove in front of the door. With a flash of magic, the door opened.
Ren Tianyou followed the crowd in. A wide training field appeared in front of Ren Tianyou. It had a radius of more than 60 meters. On the far right of the training field, there was a long arena.
"Alright, I see that there are new faces in the class. Let me introduce myself. My name is Yun Leixiao, and I am the teacher of your combat class. I am a Berserk Thunder Warrior, and my cultivation is at the peak of Great Battle Master. The two of you, step forward for a moment." After the muscular man introduced himself, he pointed at Ren Tianyou and Yan Xinluo and gestured for them to step forward.
"Alright, tell me your names first."
"My name is Ren Tianyou."
"Yan Xinluo."
"Alright. Since you two are new students, I need to have some confidence in your strength. Wang Haiqing and Sun Chuqian, the two of you step forward." Yun Leixiao said a few words to Ren Tianyou and Sun Chuqian, then turned to the crowd beside him and called out the names of two people. Soon after, a man and a woman walked out.
"The two of you, spar with them first and test your strength. Since you have entered this special class, your strength should be pretty good. I hope you won't disappoint me too much. Alright, Yan Xinluo, you and Wang Haiqing can fight first. " After Yun Leixiao gave his instructions, he turned around and pulled a chair over to sit down. He was ready to watch the match between Yan Xinluo and Wang Haiqing. The surrounding students also spread out and surrounded the arena to watch the next match. When Ren Tianyou saw that he still had to wait for the next match, he turned around and leaned against the wall beside him, carefully watching Yan Xinluo in the arena. In fact, the result of this match had long been decided. However, how could Wang Haiqing, who was an advanced Great Warrior, be a match for Yan Xinluo? Ren Tianyou only wanted to see what kind of special abilities the Death God race possessed.
On the stage, Yan Xinluo and Wang Haiqing stood opposite each other, staring at each other. Yan Xinluo's face was still as cold as ever, and no expression could be seen on his face. Wang Haiqing, on the other hand, had unknowingly started to break out in a cold sweat. In Wang Haiqing's eyes, Yan Xinluo's body was full of flaws. However, whenever he wanted to attack, those flaws would disappear. Wang Haiqing's heart began to feel a great pressure.
"I can't wait any longer. Otherwise, I will lose before even fighting." Wang Haiqing's heart tightened. Next, he gritted his teeth and a cyan colored fighting energy emerged from his body. He could feel the movement of the wind. Next, he raised the sword in his hand and, with the support of the wind type fighting energy, charged at Yan Xinluo.
Yan Xinluo merely watched indifferently as Wang Haiqing charged towards him. He did not react at all. To outsiders, it seemed as though he had been scared silly. As the distance between them gradually shortened, Yan Xinluo still did not react. Wang Haiqing could no longer care so much. An intense cyan colored wind type fighting energy enveloped the sword in his right hand, and he stabbed at Yan Xinluo.
Just when everyone thought that Wang Haiqing's sword was about to pierce Yan Xinluo's body, a grey crescent-shaped light suddenly flashed in front of everyone's eyes. "Ding!" The sound of metal colliding rang out. Yan Xinluo, who was on the stage, suddenly held a dagger in his right hand and blocked Wang Haiqing's sword.
When Wang Haiqing saw that his attack was suddenly blocked, a trace of surprise flashed in his heart. The Dou Qi in his body was like a tide that rushed towards the longsword in his right hand. He used all of his strength in his right hand, but the longsword was still firmly blocked by the dagger. It didn't move at all.
"Is that all you have?" Yan Xinluo expressionlessly watched Wang Haiqing's reaction and said in an indifferent tone.
"What?" Wang Haiqing reflexively raised his head and replied. However, his pupils immediately contracted. He saw that Yan Xinluo's body had also changed.
A gray fighting energy filled with the aura of death suddenly surged out of Yan Xinluo's body. Then, the corner of Yan Xinluo's mouth silently squirmed a few times, and the gray fighting energy on his body immediately changed. A circular fighting energy halo slowly formed around Yan Xinluo's body.
"Not good." Wang Haiqing's pupils shrank. He quickly retracted his sword with his right hand, and then slashed it on his left hand. Then, he returned the sword to its sheath with his right hand, and then he put his palms together. Immediately after, a cyan light beam filled with a violent aura suddenly flashed above his body.
"Bloodline Secret Technique, Wind Spirit Flash!"
"Undead Shock Wave!"
"Rumble!" As a gray light flashed, a deafening explosion sounded, and a huge cloud of dust immediately floated on the stage.
"Huh, interesting." Ren Tianyou muttered a few words as he looked at the scene on the stage. A pair of blood-red eyes stared closely at the stage. Unknowingly, his eyes had already changed into the shape of a Mangekyou Sharingan. The spectating students covered their eyes because of the smoke brought by the sudden explosion. When the dust on the stage disappeared and their vision recovered, they all looked at the stage.
The originally flat stage was now filled with potholes. Yan Xinluo's figure stood straight in the middle of the stage. With Yan Xinluo at the center, the surrounding stage had disappeared by roughly 10 centimeters, forming a large, shallow pit. At this moment, a cyan pillar of light suddenly flashed past and landed at the edge of the stage. When the cyan pillar of light disappeared, Wang Haiqing's figure appeared before everyone's eyes.
Wang Haiqing was half-kneeling on the ground, panting heavily. Looking at the surrounding stage that had been destroyed, he stared at Yan Xinluo with eyes full of horror.
"Fortunately, I reacted quickly and used my Bloodline Skill to escape, otherwise …" Wang Haiqing slowly straightened his body and stared at Yan Xinluo. Just now, Wang Haiqing had relied on the power of his Bloodline to activate the power of his Bloodline, turning his body into a pillar of wind and instantly escaping into the sky. Moreover, the function of this Wind Spirit Flash was not limited to this. As long as the user had enough Strength, he could transform himself into the wind element and float in the air. Moreover, it could also allow the user to instantly fly at the speed of the wind element. It could be said to be the best choice for survival and escape. However, this skill also consumed a lot of Strength. After using it for two hours, the user would feel sore all over and temporarily be unable to use the power of his Bloodline for three days. The side effects were similar to Wang Li's Divine Earth Armor. After recovering slightly, Wang Haiqing immediately raised his sword and charged at Yan Xinluo once more. The light from the Wind-attributed Combat Energy around his body rapidly intensified. When Wang Haiqing was around five metres away from Yan Xinluo, the Wind-attributed Combat Energy around Wang Haiqing's body created a powerful whirlwind, which rapidly spun around Wang Haiqing. As the whirlwind spun faster, Wang Haiqing's figure disappeared from sight, leaving only a small, powerful tornado charging towards Yan Xinluo. Additionally, there were also streams of powerful sword energy drifting around the tornado.
"Wind Spirit Thousand Blade Dance!"
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