At this moment, dark spiritual energy continuously surged within Mu Chen's body, vaguely forming a mysterious dark pagoda.
The dark pagoda protected his body within, its dark radiance imbued with a mysterious fluctuation.
The faint appearance of the dark pagoda around Mu Chen's body naturally drew gasps of admiration. This battle truly had too many things to behold, too many shocking twists. At this moment, no one dared to underestimate these two youths who possessed the strength of the Spirit Wheel Stage.
Mu Feng also saw the dark pagoda, his eyes flickering as if reminiscing about something. He gripped the armrest of his chair, a storm brewing in his heart.
Though the dark pagoda was indistinct, he remembered it very clearly, for Mu Chen's mother also possessed a similar ability. However, her dark pagoda was far more powerful and transcendent than her son's.
"Could it be that his Great Pagoda Art has made progress?"
Mu Feng's eyes gleamed with immense surprise and delight. This boy truly made his father proud.
The Great Pagoda Art, which he had fumbled with for many years without understanding, was like a fish in water in Mu Chen's hands, transforming with ease.
"This is..."
Teacher Mo also looked at the dark pagoda around Mu Chen with astonishment. A mysterious fluctuation emanated from it, genuinely familiar, yet no one dared to underestimate it.
Teacher Mo looked back at that figure, clicking his tongue. This boy truly concealed too many abilities...
While everyone was lost in thought, the competition stage had already erupted. Liu Mubai, in mid-air, had clearly seen Mu Chen's movements, but the smile at the corner of his mouth grew even wider. With his current strength at the late Spirit Wheel Stage, and even utilizing the power of the Spirit Meridian, no one at the same level could possibly withstand him. Whatever that Mu Chen did would only be stubborn resistance.
That person's outcome could only be one.
To be trampled under my, Liu Mubai's, feet!
"To contend with me for a seed spot, you are not yet qualified!"
Liu Mubai's eyes flashed. The red sun in his hand expanded a little more, clearly intending to end the match with a single strike!
A powerful pressure descended from the sky. Mu Chen slowly raised his head, looking at the small sun flying down, and suddenly bent his knees, crouching slightly.
"Boom!"
Mu Chen shot straight up. Dark spiritual energy surged out from within him, merging into the dark pagoda, its mysterious runes flickering in and out of sight.
In the stands, the audience gasped in astonishment. No one expected Mu Chen to dare to actively attack. They couldn't take their eyes off this intense battle that would decide the match.
Two dazzling black and red lights charged towards each other, fiercely colliding in mid-air.
"Crash!"
A terrifying sound erupted as the two streams of light exploded like fireworks in the sky.
The ring formed by the crimson spiritual energy, that small sun, was impacting the dark pagoda, emitting piercing screeches. Both powerful cultivators looked through their attacks, glaring fiercely at each other.
"Break for me!"
Liu Mubai roared, his arms bulging with red and blue veins. The spiritual energy within him was pushed to its limit, frantically gushing from his hand down to the small sun below.
The two clashed head-on, yet the situation of one crushing the other, as he had imagined, did not occur. The dark pagoda surrounding Mu Chen looked fragile and weak, yet it possessed powerful defensive capabilities, brazenly withstanding his fierce strike!
This situation was completely unexpected!
"Early Spirit Wheel Stage, what makes you think you can fight me?"
Liu Mubai gritted his teeth, pulled his arm back, then struck fiercely. The Blazing Sun Wheel continuously shattered the fragile black pagoda, and the screeching collision echoed throughout the arena.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The black pagoda also rippled and bent under Liu Mubai's frantic bombardment. Mu Chen, protected inside, was also shaken, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Mu Chen licked the bloodstain, his eyes growing colder. The spiritual power in his Qi Sea surged out wildly, and the spiritual power halo grew brighter and brighter. All the spiritual power within it was fully mobilized, roaring like a surging beast tide.
The illusory black pagoda above him emitted strange, faint sounds, carrying an arrogant resonance that seemed like the emotions of a real person.
This emotion was like a powerful, high and mighty expert being provoked by a street ruffian!
The black spots within Mu Chen's body also brightened considerably. They, too, possessed their own arrogance; they were not some trashy Spiritual Veins that could be casually challenged!
The black pagoda, which enveloped his originally fragile and illusory body, suddenly glowed brightly, seemingly emitting strange hums. The black pagoda grew, instantly piercing through the raging, fiery Blazing Sun Wheel.
Mu Chen roared, letting out a loud shout. His toes moved, rapidly spinning in a spiral, and the black pagoda surrounding his body also transformed into a pitch-black vortex.
"Crack!"
The black pagoda spun, its peak drilling into the raging Blazing Sun Wheel, causing Liu Mubai to be horrified as he saw tiny cracks suddenly appear on his ultimate move.
What made him even more panicked was that the strange hums and fluctuations seemed to deliberately target the Spiritual Veins in his body, suppressing them to the point of trembling!
"Impossible?"
The glittering Spiritual Veins on his body had dimmed considerably, and Liu Mubai's expression changed drastically.
"Break!"
However, he didn't have time to panic for long. A terrifying shout erupted from the black pagoda, and the Blazing Sun Wheel shattered and vanished into thin air.
At that moment, the black pagoda also seemed to be on the verge of collapse, becoming much more illusory.
A black shadow shot out like lightning, a fist enveloped in dark spiritual power striking fiercely. On that fist, two overlapping black seals appeared.
The Blazing Sun Wheel dissipated, leaving Liu Mubai pale. The spiritual power in his body vanished. Facing the fiercely attacking black seals, he could only cross his arms over his chest, protecting his heart.
"Boom!"
The two black seals struck Liu Mubai's arms, and an overwhelmingly tyrannical power erupted like a sudden flood.
"Pfft...!"
His arms ached, a mouthful of blood surged up his throat, and he couldn't help but spit it out. His body was thrown backward in disarray.
At the same time, a kick landed on Mu Chen's abdomen.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two figures fell from mid-air, creating two meter-wide craters on the ground. Both individuals spat out blood profusely.
"Wow..."
The stands erupted once again. No one expected both of them to be so severely injured.
Mu Chen wiped the blood from his face, shook himself, and stood up, his cold gaze fixed on Liu Mubai not far away. Although his entire body ached immensely, his strong will made him ignore everything and continue to charge forward, extending both hands, with dark golden light appearing on his fingertips. Having fought to this extent, the spiritual power in both their Qi Seas was almost depleted.
The current contest was about whose will was stronger.
Mu Chen charged straight at Liu Mubai, his face cold and emotionless, yet carrying a sharp, murderous aura. That killing intent made many who had experienced life-and-death battles understand clearly: he truly wanted to kill Liu Mubai, the eldest young master of the Liu Territory!
Liu Mubai saw Mu Chen charging wildly towards him, his face turning pale. He struggled to get up, stumbling back two steps. The spiritual energy in his body was so depleted that it was difficult to scrape together even a trace; he simply couldn't resist.
The situation on the arena was clear, but Liu Mubai had not yet conceded, so the match had not ended.
Mu Chen aimed directly at Liu Mubai. Just as his two fingers were about to pierce the other's throat, Liu Qingtian suddenly stood up, his face ashen, and roared piercingly:
"You little beast, how dare you!?"
As his shout rang out, he had already shot forward, immense spiritual energy surging out, enveloping the entire arena.
"Liu Qingtian, how dare you lay a hand on my son?"
Mu Feng also cursed angrily, slamming his hand on the armrest of his chair. His body also shot out fiercely, appearing above Mu Chen, striking a palm at Liu Qingtian's furious attack.
"Boom!"
The two late-stage Spirit Soul Realm powerhouses fiercely clashed in mid-air. The explosive wave of energy directly sent Mu Chen and Liu Mubai flying backward, both of them spitting out another mouthful of blood.
"Liu Qingtian, Mu Feng, what do you two want to do?"
Dean Xiao saw the two of them make a move, and he also roared in anger. With a flicker of his body, he appeared in between them, blocking the two.
Seeing Dean Xiao appear, the two powerhouses stopped, glaring fiercely at each other.
"Mu Chen's attack was ruthless; he clearly wanted to take Mubai's life. To be so cruel in a sparring match, his qualification must be revoked!"
Liu Qingtian said through gritted teeth.
"Damn you, you dog! You lose but don't know how to concede. Your Liu Territory truly doesn't know how to write the word 'shame'!"
Mu Feng scoffed.
"You two, if you continue to disrupt the match, don't blame the Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy for being disrespectful!"
Dean Xiao was furious.
Liu Qingtian gritted his teeth and said loudly:
"Who ultimately won this match? I see both of them are exhausted and collapsed. If not, let's call it a draw."
"Oh..."
"Ugh..."
"Ah..."
As soon as he finished speaking, sounds of disdainful protest erupted from the stands. If Liu Qingtian hadn't intervened just now, Liu Mubai might not have had any breath left.
Dean Xiao frowned in thought, then spoke:
"This matter must be decided by Mister Hao."
He turned to Mister Hao's seat, cupped his hands, and said:
"Mister Hao, what do you think of the outcome of this battle?"
Mister Hao heard this and merely smiled faintly:
"Mu Chen wins..."
"On what basis?"
Liu Qingtian roared in anger.
"See for yourself..."
Mister Hao pointed down at the arena and continued:
"Mu Chen is still on the arena, Liu Mubai has been thrown off, therefore he loses."
Liu Qingtian quickly looked back, his face turning ashen. It turned out that when he and Mu Feng had clashed earlier, the impact force had sent Liu Mubai flying far away.
Although Mu Chen was also thrown back, he was still on the edge of the arena, not having fallen off.
Laughter filled the stands, full of contempt. Liu Qingtian had truly shot himself in the foot. He had originally intended to split the situation, but unexpectedly, he had personally sent his son flying out. The death of this swan was truly a comedy.
Mister Hao slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping across the arena, his calm voice echoing.
"I now declare that the seed quota at the Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy belongs to Mu Chen of the East Campus!"
In the east courtyard, Su Ling, Tang Tian'er, and their companions were still dazed, then suddenly erupted in joyous cheers, roaring like thunder.
In the stands, countless spectators also rose, applauding in congratulations. The battle that had just occurred was incredibly exhilarating, truly befitting a top-tier disciple battle of the Bei Ling Academy. The academy's reputation was indeed well-deserved.
Amidst the resounding cheers, Mu Chen, his face pale, struggled to his feet. Seeing his father, Mu Feng, smiling brightly and looking at him with approval, a surge of joy welled up in his heart, dispelling the pain and forming a brilliant smile on his lips.
My things, they originally belonged to me. No one can steal them!