The sword in his hand condensed into a true meteor, compressed to the absolute limit. Dragging behind it a tail of light that could incinerate all things, it came crashing down toward Su Yuehe below.
This strike locked down space, time, and even causality.
It was An Changqing’s most glorious and powerful attack, born from pushing his swordsmanship and supernatural ability to their utmost limits.
Faced with this unavoidable and unstoppable killing blow, Su Yuehe’s face instead revealed a peaceful smile.
This was the moment she had been waiting for.
She slowly raised her hand, her fair fingertip pointing toward the falling meteor, toward the dazzling figure suspended in midair.
Her voice was soft, yet it rang clearly in everyone’s ears, reaching deep into An Changqing’s soul.
“Fall.”
She wasn’t speaking to the meteor.
She was speaking to the boundless starry sky behind it—the source of An Changqing’s power.
In an instant, An Changqing felt his world collapse.
His connection to the stars filling the heavens—that innate bond, as natural to him as breathing—was forcibly severed by an unreasonable will.
The dazzling meteor that carried all his glory and strength suddenly froze in midair.
The flames of light on the blade, bright enough to illuminate all things, flickered out like a snuffed candle.
An Changqing’s body immediately lost control, and he fell helplessly from the sky.
The sword that had lost all its radiance slipped from his hand and clattered to the ground, letting out a mournful cry.
An invisible force gently caught his falling body.
Su Yuehe stood before him, apology and tenderness interwoven in her eyes.
“Changqing, you lost.”
An Changqing stared blankly at her. After a long while, a complicated, bitter smile appeared on his face.
He had lost.
The referee dutifully carried out his responsibility.
“Winner: Su Yuehe of Huaxia Academy.”
An Changqing turned over and rose to his feet. The two exchanged smiles. In the face of their many years of friendship, victory and defeat were insignificant.
Inside the private box, Santai looked utterly miserable.
An Changqing, you tricked me…
White Tiger, on the other hand, was grinning from ear to ear.
“Heh heh, don’t forget—debts must be paid, and bets must be honored.” White Tiger wore a sly smile. He had received the latest information long ago and knew just how terrifying Su Yuehe had become.
Southern Dipper shot him an exasperated glance. White Tiger was as bored and childish as ever.
As the person in charge of intelligence, he had known the news just as early as White Tiger.
As a member of the Great Wall and a teacher at the school, Chen Beixuan probably knew some of it as well.
Clearly, there was only one clueless person among them.
Santai had been played.
…
After a brief round of repairs and cleanup, An Changsong’s voice rang out once more, pulling everyone’s thoughts back to reality.
“Third match of the semifinals.”
The giant holographic screen lit up again, and two portraits slowly locked into place.
Ross of Zero Academy.
Chen Guan of Huaxia Academy.
“Boom!”
The entire arena erupted. Every spectator was reveling in someone else’s misfortune.
The universally acknowledged weakest player versus the universally acknowledged strongest.
In the audience’s eyes, the result was already a foregone conclusion.
[The luckiest man in this year’s competition has finally encountered his final boss.]
[Ross: I think I can still be saved. Chen Guan: No, you can’t.]
[This is a battle of revenge. I’m betting it ends in three seconds.]
[Three seconds? Are you looking down on Brother Coffin? One second—at most one second. Any longer would be disrespectful to Brother Coffin’s professional standards!]
The barrage of comments was immersed in a festive atmosphere.
Meanwhile, in Zero Academy’s rest area, Ross wore a troubled expression. He knew his journey ended here, but he really didn’t want to face Chen Guan.
“I’m going.”
After saying goodbye to his teammates, Ross began walking forward.
At the same time, in Huaxia Academy’s rest area, Chen Guan rose from the sofa and headed toward the arena as well.
The two took their positions at the center of the arena, a hundred meters apart.
The referee looked at the two competitors. When his gaze fell on Ross in particular, even he felt a hint of sympathy.
He raised his hand and called out at top speed, “The match… begins!”
The moment his voice fell, Ross raised both hands.
Countless metal particles surged wildly from beneath the arena tiles, rapidly gathering in front of him.
They condensed into a line of perfectly clear characters made entirely of metal.
[I forfeit.]
The entire arena erupted in an uproar.
Inside the VIP box above the main platform, Santai had just raised his wineglass. When he saw this, his hand froze in midair, and he nearly spilled the wine.
“H-That’s it? He forfeited just like that?”
White Tiger was stunned for a moment before bursting into applause and laughter.
“Hahaha, this kid’s pretty smart!”
Southern Dipper pushed up his glasses. Data streams flashed wildly across his lenses before finally settling down.
“With a zero percent chance of victory, preserving himself is the optimal solution. Otherwise, he might be seriously injured and forced to withdraw before the next match.”
In the arena, Chen Guan looked at the line of text and stopped the motion of the scythe he had been preparing to swing.
He regarded Ross with some surprise.
“But…”
Ross’s voice rang out. “Before I leave, I have one request.”
Chen Guan rested the scythe on his shoulder and tilted his head, signaling for him to continue.
“I know I can’t beat you. I don’t even have the qualifications to withstand one of your attacks.”
“I only want to know whether my strongest attack, using everything I have, can break through your defenses.”
As he spoke, the line of metal reading “I forfeit” suddenly disintegrated.
“Please!”
Chen Guan put away his scythe. The enormous killing weapon silently vanished from his hand. He then extended one hand toward Ross, palm facing upward.
“Come on.”
Chen Guan had no reason to refuse such a request.
Having received permission, Ross instead revealed a relieved smile.
“Thank you!”
The moment his words fell, the entire arena began to tremble violently.
The alloy tiles that had just been repaired, the metallic dust scattered across the arena, and even the metal supports beneath the audience seats all let out groans of unbearable strain.
Countless visible metal particles transformed into a silver torrent, converging from every direction and rushing toward Ross.
They formed a rapidly spinning metallic sphere that compressed inward to the extreme.
At first, the sphere was only the size of a fist, its surface a dazzling silver-white.
As more and more metal was forcibly drawn in and compressed, its size did not increase. Instead, its color rapidly deepened—from silver-white to crimson, and then to dark violet.
The temperature inside the arena soared. Even the air warped as it burned, letting out a sizzling, mournful cry.
“Take this!”
Ross let out one final roar.
The dark-violet sphere, compressed to its absolute limit, shot silently toward Chen Guan at unimaginable speed.
Wherever it passed, it left behind a black crack in space that refused to heal for a long time.
This single strike was powerful enough to vaporize a small mountain in an instant.
Facing Ross’s ultimate attack, which embodied all his glory, Chen Guan crossed his hands over his chest, seemingly preparing to endure it head-on.
In truth, Guardian had already been activated in secret.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
