Chapter 93: Finality
In the audience, Zhao Wuji could no longer care about anything else. He stood up with a 'whoosh,' ready to intervene and save her.
Losing face was one thing, but it was better than losing a life.
Just then, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.
Zhao Wuji's hair stood on end. He spun around abruptly: "Who?"
As he turned, he saw an exceptionally handsome youth.
Lin Yang said with a smile, "Teacher Zhao, don't worry. Xiao Wu won't lose."
Hearing this, the anger in Zhao Wuji's heart flared up instantly. Ignoring the strangeness from earlier, he barked at Lin Yang, "Who are you? It's easy for you to stand there and talk, isn't it? Will you take responsibility if something goes wrong?"
Zhao Wuji was so furious he was speaking incoherently, not even noticing that Lin Yang had called her Xiao Wu by name instead of her code name.
Meanwhile, Flender took a deep look at Lin Yang. He felt this face was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a moment.
However, he didn't overthink it. He pulled Zhao Wuji's arm and said, "Old Zhao, look closely. Xiao Wu is fine."
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji turned his head back to the arena.
With just one glance, he noticed something was off about Xiao Wu.
If Xiao Wu was previously as agile as a rabbit and swift as the wind, with Moves as explosive as fire...
Then the current Xiao Wu was like an infant who had just learned to walk—staggering and swaying, as if she might collapse at any moment.
"Playing tricks!"
Shadow Cat barked coldly.
Despite his words, the vigilance in his heart only increased. He immediately activated his third Soul Ring.
Third Soul skills: Hundred Claw Shadow Strike!
Accompanied by a violent surge of Soul Power, dozens of crescent-shaped claw shadows exploded from his fingers in an instant, nearly enveloping the entire arena.
But strangely, just as these attacks were about to land on Xiao Wu, her staggering steps managed to evade them every single time by a hair's breadth.
Once or twice could be luck, but evading them all?
"How is this possible?"
Zhao Wuji's eyes nearly bulged out. This little brat had this kind of skill?
Behind Flender's glasses, a light flashed.
Old Zhao was too blinded by concern to see the truth, but could he fail to see it too?
Xiao Wu wasn't dodging the Soul skills with speed; she was using anticipation.
Before each attack even reached her, Xiao Wu was already moving.
Her movements were minimal, but they were perfectly timed to avoid the attacks. This was much harder and more dangerous than simple dodging.
At the same time, Xiao Wu felt as if her consciousness had been pulled from her body, experiencing everything from a third-person perspective.
She felt like she could see many things clearly.
The opponent's seemingly fierce attacks looked slowed down in her eyes, with every Move full of openings.
Furthermore, she seemed able to control every single muscle in her body. She was just a bit unpracticed, which made her look awkward.
Is this what Lin Yang called... Transparent World?
At this moment, it wasn't just the audience below who were shocked; even Shadow Cat had his mouth wide open, his face filled with bewilderment and disbelief.
No, impossible.
How did she dodge that?
Luck, it must be luck.
Just as Shadow Cat was about to continue channeling Soul Power, the swaying Xiao Wu suddenly vanished.
A sense of extreme danger, like a cold venomous snake, crawled up his spine straight to his skull.
Run!
Without hesitation, Shadow Cat pulled back and retreated violently.
But that feeling of danger was like a maggot on a bone, sticking to him relentlessly.
Where is she?
Where is she?!
While moving at high speed, Shadow Cat frantically searched for Charming Rabbit's trace, but despite the arena being only so large, he had completely lost sight of her.
"Hiss—!"
A sharp, rapid hiss sounded behind him. Shadow Cat's scalp went numb, and his hair stood on end.
That was an aura that felt extremely dangerous to him.
Xiao Wu's eyes flickered with a bloody light, and invisible gusts of wind seemed to surge around her.
Softness Breathing Technique, Ninth Form: Finality!
Her right leg bent slightly and then snapped straight, kicking toward Shadow Cat's back.
"I concede!"
Shadow Cat's voice was shrill and piercing.
Bang!
A shockwave spread out, causing the entire arena to vibrate.
At that moment, only a few people could see that at the instant Shadow Cat conceded, a shield had been placed over him.
Crack!
A crack appeared on the shield.
Inside the shield, Shadow Cat was drenched in cold sweat. He felt as though he had truly walked past the gates of Hell just now.
One could concede in the Life-and-Death Zone, but the price was having one's points reset to zero.
But compared to his life, what did these points matter?
The moment Shadow Cat said the words "I concede," Zhao Wuji let out a long breath and leaned back in his chair as if he had just finished a hard-fought battle.
But in the next second, the expression on his face changed from tension to annoyance.
"Just wait until I get back and teach this little brat a lesson. She's really outdone herself this time."
"That's enough!"
Flender glanced at Zhao Wuji, remaining much calmer. "As long as she's fine. The academy only has these few Little Monsters; we can't afford for anything to happen to them."
"Hmph, what Little Monster?" Zhao Wuji snorted, though the corners of his mouth were already curling up uncontrollably. "Flender, how is my student?"
Flender's face darkened and he didn't speak, which made Zhao Wuji even more smug.
Although Ma Hongjun's Martial Soul was a top-tier one, in terms of performance, he couldn't even compare to a single leg hair of his student.
On the arena, when the host announced the result, the audience erupted.
Some cheered, while others cursed.
Those cursing were the ones who had bet on Shadow Cat's victory. Now that Shadow Cat had lost, they had lost everything.
The happiest party was undoubtedly the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
No matter who won or lost, they were the house that always profited; it was just a matter of how much.
Coming down from the arena, Xiao Wu felt a surge of joy. She had finally reached the Realm of Transparent World.
She could go find Lin Yang now.
At this moment, the joy in her heart even outweighed the pain of her wounds.
Suddenly, she felt lightheaded, and double vision flashed before her eyes.
This was a sign of excessive blood loss.
"Oh no, I got too carried away."
The Little Rabbit shook her head, trying to clear her mind.
She needed to at least find a place with no people before using her healing skill.
However, in the next second, her vision went black, and she collapsed toward the ground.
Bang!
A figure appeared before Xiao Wu like a Gui Mei, reaching out to catch her.
Lin Yang looked at the Little Rabbit who had fainted in his arms and shook his head: "What a mess!"
He then reached out to lift her legs and carried her up.
Just then, a furious shout suddenly rang out, "Kid, what are you doing?"
Lin Yang turned back and met Zhao Wuji's fiery gaze. It seemed the other party had misunderstood something.
"Put her down for me!"
Zhao Wuji said coldly.
"Teacher Zhao, don't be excited," Lin Yang quickly spoke up. "I am Xiao Wu's friend!"
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