Mocked to her face by Mu Jin, Zhou Yi's chest heaved violently. She swept a cold gaze toward Mu Jin and retorted unceremoniously:
"Mu Jin, besides flapping your tongue here, what else can you do? My students, even if they lose, will lose with dignity, unlike some people whose own students are disappointing, eliminated early, and can only watch other people's excitement here."
Zhou Yi's words undoubtedly poked at Mu Jin's sore spot—the pride of class nine, the Ning Tian team, was exactly the team eliminated by Zhou Yi's class.
Mu Jin's face flushed red instantly, and her voice rose a few notches:
"Zhou Yi, say that again. If it weren't for your class one using some disgraceful methods..."
"Teacher Mu."
A slightly helpless and tired voice interrupted her.
It was Ning Tian, who had regretfully lost yesterday, standing to the side with Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er.
Ning Tian had a perfectly measured bitter smile on her face as she stepped forward and gently tugged on Mu Jin's sleeve.
Although she had lost to the Huo Yuhao team and was feeling down, as the Young Sect Master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she still possessed basic manners and the ability to read the room.
She could tell that her homeroom teacher was using the situation to vent frustration over yesterday's defeat and the bet. Continuing to argue with Zhou Yi in front of everyone would only make other teachers look down on class nine.
"Teacher Mu, the match is about to start. Let's go sit over there and watch."
Ning Tian said softly, her tone carrying a hint of imperceptible pleading and warning.
If they continued to argue, only they would be embarrassed.
Wu Feng also glared at Zhou Yi with a face full of indignation, wishing she could fight again, but she suppressed her anger and echoed: "Teacher, why bother lowering yourself to her level?"
Nanmen Yun'er stood quietly behind Ning Tian and gently tugged on the other side of Mu Jin's sleeve.
Encouraged by her students' tugs and pleas, especially seeing the hint of begging in Ning Tian's eyes, Mu Jin's heated head cooled down a bit.
Realizing that losing her composure in front of so many colleagues was indeed inappropriate, she huffed heavily, gave Zhou Yi one last glare, and allowed herself to be half-pushed and half-pulled toward the nearby seats by Ning Tian and the others, not forgetting to sneer:
"Fine. I'll let some people see with their own eyes what an absolute gap in strength is. Let's see how many minutes your class one can hold out."
Zhou Yi watched Mu Jin being pulled away, her fists clenched, but she said nothing more. She only locked her terrifyingly deep gaze onto the arena, a surge of stifled anger and unwillingness churning endlessly in her heart.
She absolutely could not accept her class stopping at the top sixteen in such a pathetic manner.
To the side, the homeroom teacher of freshman class six, Han Ruoruo, took in the whole disturbance that had started because of her students, a helpless smile appearing on her face.
She did not intervene in the dispute between Mu Jin and Zhou Yi, but instead cast her gaze gently and with a hint of pride onto the three members of Caelus on the arena.
No matter how chaotic the outside world was, she had absolute confidence in her students.
This small disturbance temporarily subsided, but everyone's attention became even more focused on the arena.
The tension permeating the air had almost condensed into substance.
On the arena, the team members from both sides had already taken their positions.
The three members of freshman class six, led by Caelus, had an aura as calm as water, as if this top sixteen to eight match was just an ordinary competition.
And opposite them, the three members of Huo Yuhao's team had extremely solemn expressions.
The pressure brought by three Soul Elders was like a tangible mountain, pressing heavily on their hearts.
The confidence that had just risen was subjected to a severe test at this moment.
An invisible pressure, centered on the arena, spread outward.
The Referee Teacher, feeling an atmosphere that far exceeded any previous match, took a deep breath and raised his right hand high.
"Match—start!"
The moment the Referee Teacher's voice fell, the atmosphere on the arena suddenly exploded.
Accompanied by successive shouts, brilliant radiance and powerful Soul Power fluctuations surged into the sky.
On Huo Yuhao's team side, the Spirit Eyes opened, glowing white spirit rings rose, and the Spiritual Detection network instantly opened.
Behind Wang Dong, that pair of incomparably magnificent Light Goddess Butterfly wings spread out, and two spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, exceeding the best ratio, caused a low murmur.
In front of Xiao Xiao, the Three-Life Soul Calming Cauldron appeared with a hum, and two yellow spirit rings emerged on her body.
However, their radiance appeared so dim in front of the three on the opposite side.
Caelus stood quietly in place, his body seemingly surrounded by invisible flowing wind. He did not release any spirit rings, yet that heart-palpitating sense of oppression was already present.
Gu Yuena stepped forward, a flash of silver light passing through her cold purple eyes.
A melodious Dragon roar seemed to ring out from the Void Realm, and brilliant silver light erupted from her body.
A pair of elegant and powerful silver Dragon wings suddenly unfolded behind her, stirring the airflow as they gently flapped.
On her forehead, a pair of delicate, small silver Dragon horns broke through the skin, shimmering with a mysterious luster.
Her exposed skin was instantly covered with a layer of fine and gorgeous silver Dragon scales, as if she were wearing armor crafted by gods.
In her right hand, a long, slender spear wrapped in silver Dragon patterns condensed—the silver dragon spear.
The spear tip pointed directly at the ground, chillingly cold.
Three spirit rings with the standard ratio, two yellow and one purple, rose from beneath her feet, circling and pulsing.
A noble and ancient Dragon might, originating from the source of life, erupted and spread, causing the three members of Huo Yuhao's team to choke on their breath.
Ye Guyi appeared holy and fierce. With her Sacred Angel Martial Soul possessed, she was enveloped in a layer of pale golden radiance. Although she also had two yellow and one purple spirit rings, that pure aura of light and holiness exerted a faint suppression on Wang Dong's Light Goddess Butterfly.
"Attack."
Huo Yuhao endured the discomfort brought by the Dragon might and holy pressure, shouting in the spiritual shared connection.
The battle erupted instantly.
Caelus did not move; he only raised his hand, and his innate ability—Wind of Time—was already activated.
It was not a gentle breeze, but rather transformed into streaks of visible, pale green wind blades carrying ear-piercing whistling sounds and cutting power, rolling toward the three members of Huo Yuhao's team like a flood.
Wherever the wind blades passed, the flow of air seemed to become viscous and chaotic, greatly restricting the agility of Huo Yuhao's team.
Gu Yuena tapped her silver dragon spear lightly. Crimson fireballs, icy blue ice cones, purple thunder, cyan wind blades... various basic elemental attacks seemed to come alive, precisely and densely covering every angle of evasion for Huo Yuhao's team, carrying out perfect firepower suppression and control.
As for Ye Guyi, she was like a drawn holy sword. Her angel wings flapped behind her, turning into a streak of golden light as she went straight for Wang Dong.
Her attacks were simple, direct, and swift, with holy energy condensing into a holy sword, and Sword Qi crisscrossing.
"Cauldron Vibration." "Cauldron Sway."
Xiao Xiao shouted repeatedly, and the massive Three-Life Soul Calming Cauldron in front of her erupted with intense black light.
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