Everyone thought that Siffin was very ordinary. His companions, Lu Ping and Su Tang, two particularly eye-catching existences, immediately made him seem dispensable. He'd stayed until the end of the three battles, but no one could recall what he'd done at the time. It was as if he'd won in an ordinary fashion.
Once again, Siffin stood in front of everyone.
His opponent was Ning Shu, who was many times more attention-grabbing than he was. No one was optimistic about his chances, and everyone was bored to death waiting for his defeat.
However, Siffin was calm and composed. He didn't stare at his opponent before the examiner finally announced the start of the match, and instead turned to look at the Zhenfeng College students.
Lu Ping had been disqualified, Su Tang was heavily injured, and Morin … was still grazing in the Soul-Severing state. The heavy responsibility of being number one seemed to have completely fallen onto his shoulders.
What a bunch of troublesome fellows! Siffin sighed inwardly as he heard the examiner announce the start of the match.
He turned back to look at his opponent and made a gesture of invitation.
"Heh heh." Ning Shu laughed.
"Still pretending to be calm?" he said. "I've actually heard of you. The merchants from the Peak District said that they had a student who reached the top of the Tower of Souls in his second or third year. I vaguely remember that his name was Siffin? "
"Their tone always sounded quite proud, but it's a pity that they've been humiliated. This kind of result isn't even worth mentioning in any other school in the spiritualist district. Is it that rare to reach the top in a school like the Tower of Souls? Perhaps only your Peak District thinks so? "
"Look here, this is the Soul-Sealing Platform. If your confidence comes from the top of the Tower of Souls, I advise you to clean up carefully, or it'll be ugly, I promise. "Ning Shu said.
Siffin was silent for about three seconds before he spoke.
"Are you done?" Siffin asked. "If you are, then let's begin!"
Siffin's tone was as usual. It was not just confidence. It wasn't just calm, it was clear that he didn't think much of it. It was as if between the two of them, he was the one who should have a sense of superiority, the one who should look down on him.
"Good, very good." Ning Shu could feel the disapproval in his heart. He was so angry that he laughed.
"Then let's begin!" He said, "Since you're so confident, then I should also use my full strength to show my respect, right?"
"That's your business," Siffin said.
"Take this!" Ning Shu shouted. His originally empty right hand was now filled with energy. Suddenly, there was one more thing.
It wasn't a saber, it wasn't a sword, it wasn't a weapon that was commonly seen, because it couldn't be called a weapon at all. It was merely a book.
"God-fallen Book?"
The surrounding students were still at a loss, but one of the twelve examiners, Mu Yong, had already cried out. When the others heard this name, their expressions changed.
Many cultivation families didn't just have inherited bloodlines. They would also have some Divine Weapons that were passed down from generation to generation, especially those that complemented their own Bloodline Inheritance Special Ability. The value and status of that to the family was naturally different.
The Zhiling Ning Family was also somewhat famous, and they had both of these.
Tranquilizing Art, the Zhiling Ning Family's Bloodline Inheritance Special Ability.
God-fallen Book, a Level Four Divine Weapon passed down from generation to generation in the Zhiling Ning Family.
Compared to the Kuei sword in Qin Sang's hand, although it was one level lower, the Kuei sword and the Qin family's Bloodline Inheritance Special Ability, Flowing Light Dance, didn't have much connection. But the God-fallen Book paired with the Tranquilizing Art was very useful. Therefore, the power and effect produced might not be inferior to a Level Five Divine Weapon.
Ning Shu actually had the God-fallen Book in his hands, even the students of the Bipolar Academy didn't know. For the Ning Family, this was equivalent to a token of the head of the family, and now it was actually in Ning Shu's hands. How powerful was this Ning Shu? Everyone couldn't imagine. As for his opponent, no one paid any attention to it. Was there any meaning to who his opponent was? Perhaps even Qin Sang, who wielded a Level Five Divine Weapon, wouldn't dare to take Ning Shu lightly, right?
Many students couldn't help but look at Qin Sang, including Ning Shu.
The God-fallen Book was originally prepared to be taken out when he faced Qin Sang. Before that. Even if it was Shujihira, he had no intention of taking out this Level Four Divine Weapon.
But now, Siffin.
Facing this opponent that he didn't take seriously at all, for some reason, he suddenly couldn't suppress his impulse. Siffin's indifferent attitude completely aroused his fighting spirit, making him determined to use his greatest ability, to let Siffin thoroughly understand the gap between them, to see if he could still be so indifferent.
It's really a pity that I can't save this surprise for when I face Qin Sang … At this moment, Ning Shu thought to himself. He looked at Qin Sang, but Qin Sang didn't look at him. She was clearly looking at Ning Shu's opponent – Siffin.
Siffin was still unmoved. In Ning Shu's view, a Level Four Divine Weapon was enough to open the eyes of this country bumpkin from the mountains. But he was actually like Qin Sang, who had a deep background and was used to seeing all kinds of Divine Weapons, with an indifferent expression.
Go to hell!
Ning Shu was even more furious. Although he didn't say anything, his attack was already the strongest move he could display at this moment.
Tranquil Mind!
The outside world had always been wondering if Ning Shu had mastered the Ning Family's Tranquil Mind Technique, because during his time in the Academy, he had always used the ability he learned in the Academy and hadn't revealed it in the slightest.
Now, the answer was in front of everyone.
Tranquil Mind was already the strongest move of the Luoshen Art. It shouldn't have been a Level Five move that a Single Spirit Connected Realm could display.
But now, Ning Shu was relying on the realm of the Soul of Essence and Single Soul to perform this move.
Perhaps it was because he had the Book of Fallen God? People could only guess so. This kind of Blood Inheritance Special Ability, besides those who inherited the bloodline of the family, who would have more understanding?
It's over!
Everyone thought so. The pages of the Book of Fallen God were flipped by Ning Shu as he waved his hand. The words on the pages seemed to be alive, jumping out of the pages as they flipped, flashing with the brilliance of the Spirit Connected Realm. The attack of the Spirit Connected Realm had always been extremely fast.
The examiner in charge of the field looked at Ding Wen. This blow, in his view, was enough to end the match. According to his judgment, he should have already gone up to stop it. In his view, a Level Five Special Ability and a Level Four Divine Weapon was not something Siffin could withstand. But at the same time, he also knew that this match was arranged by Ding Wen. Whether to stop it or not, it was still up to Ding Wen.
Ding Wen shook his head slightly. His gaze had already turned to Lu Ping. In such a dangerous situation, this reckless guy still wouldn't rush in and cause trouble?
But Lu Ping didn't. When Ding Wen looked at Lu Ping, he saw that everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Ding Wen was stunned and quickly turned his head to look at the stage.
The Tranquil Mind had already been used. Countless characters flashed with the Spirit Connected Realm, spinning in circles. Ning Shu had a determined look on his face as he struggled to control this move that was already beyond his ability.
How could he still persist?
In his eyes, Siffin was in pain, struggling, and contending with the Tranquil Mind Technique, but he still hadn't lost consciousness.
It shouldn't be!
For a cultivator of this level, a First Revolution should be enough. How could he last for so long? The power he displayed was not enough?
Ning Shu gritted his teeth. Strengthen, and strengthen!
The brilliance of the spinning characters became brighter and more desperate. But in the eyes of others, Siffin stood outside the circle of brilliance of the spinning characters, a full two meters away. He was still so calm and indifferent.
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