Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Young Man! Thaumaturge...

  "Chris brought him into the contestant waiting area! Is he really participating in the audition?!"

  "How can he and Chris be so close? Isn't Chris usually only focused on practicing, and also has severe face blindness, who can't even remember anyone?"

  "Newborn participating in this selection? Can he win so many games and enter the college team?"

  In the midst of all the commotion, Ailin didn't quite catch the murmurs from the spectator stands, but her heart was slowly rising with excitement.

  He likes this feeling of welcoming battle, he likes this atmosphere!

  "I love this thrilling feeling, I love this match!"

  He said to himself in his heart.

  "This time, there are more sign-ups than before, and they're divided into twenty small groups. The competition within each group is a knockout tournament until the top player emerges, after which it becomes a double-elimination tournament. So every match counts and can't be given up." Chris didn't notice the gazes from the surrounding spectator stands either, and she made a cheering gesture towards Ailin: "Next, several matches will start at the same time. Just listen for the teacher to call your name, then go to the teacher to get ready for the match."

  "Good!"

  Eilin's hot blood was also boiling, and she swung her fist with force.

  He has made up his mind, no matter who stands in front of him, he will knock them down!

  In the originally unmarked arena, five areas of equal size had been simply drawn in the middle. In the center of each area stood a teacher from Saint Leiming Academy.

  Christie didn't waste any time and within two or three minutes, a familiar Kate Ailin walked to the center of the venue and announced the start of the competition.

  "Ailing!"

  Suddenly, someone called out his name beside him.

  "Huh?" Ailin turned his head, and immediately recognized the one shouting his name as Jibaiwei, who was beaten by him in a fight at the Giant Tree Forest along with Bero and Lin Luolan. "Jibaiwei, you're also participating in the selection tournament?" He actually smiled as if he had seen an old friend, "Where's Difei? Why didn't he come to participate in the selection tournament?"

  "You guy..." Seeing Ailin, who had just fought with him, waving at him like a friend, Kiba's fighting spirit was ignited, but he found himself unable to get angry no matter what. "Ailin, I've already condensed my jūryōki! Last time I lost to you, this time I'll definitely win!"

  "You've already condensed your yuan pellets! So fast!" Ailin's face was filled with envy, and she immediately moved closer to Jibaiwei. "How does it feel to have yuan pellets in the first meridian? Is it like having small stars shining brightly, feeling especially powerful? What about when you're condensing the yuan pellets? And what about when they're flowing through your body?"

  Is this an enemy or a good friend?

  Gibbs was momentarily speechless.

  "Yan Sen Zhong dui ruo feng..." translates to "Strictly sealed against leakage..."

  "The fifth group was surprisingly a heavyweight match from the very beginning."

  "They're all tough guys, don't know who will win."

  At this moment, a burst of exclamations and discussions erupted from both the spectator stands and the contestant area.

  "What's wrong?"

  Ailin's first reaction was that it sounded familiar, then in the next second he remembered, this was the class tyrant that Bero had told him about and they were going to take down together.

  He looked up and immediately saw a boy standing in the center of the field, with a pointed chin and scattered black hair, just like the card of Verona. On the opposite side, however, was a boy who was nearly two meters tall, exceptionally sturdy and robust.

  "Is that him? Beruo said he was the strongest in his second-year class, close combat skills are almost as good as yours, but his technical skills are even stronger than Difei's. Is it really that person?" He couldn't help but ask Rofou while pointing at him: "Who is that Jinba Wei, is he very strong too?"

  Kijibayu was taken aback by the sight of these two people competing, and subconsciously said: "Ginshou is a third-year student, known as 'the impenetrable iron wall' in his third year, with exceptionally strong defense. Like Wakabayashi, he's also one of the popular candidates expected to pass the selection match."

  "Defense? A big guy like you doesn't look like Moss who crashes into people?" Elington couldn't understand: "What's the use of just defending?"

  "You know what! The one who takes the initiative to attack, if it doesn't work, will naturally consume more physical strength and magic particles. Moreover, he is good at using his body to defend against close combat techniques, and the mage who duels with him, as long as they can't break through his defense, there's no way to truly harm him, and the consumption of magic particles will be exhausted by him! When the magic particles are consumed too much, it's definitely impossible to withstand his final counterattack!" Gilbiew looked at Ailin with disdain, but suddenly became speechless, unable to understand why he had said so much to Ailin.

  "It turns out that's how it is, I don't know who will win." But Ailin shifted his buttocks and got closer to him, which made Gijibai even more helpless against Ailin.

  The match has officially started, although five games are played simultaneously in each round, but it is obvious that the eyes of the vast majority of students from Sheng Li Ming College on the stands are focused on Yan Senrong and Ruo Feng.

  ……

  It's clear that he also understood the characteristics of being heavily defensive, so in the midst of the enthusiastic cheers and shouts from many second-year students, he stood still on the spot, not taking the initiative to launch an attack.

  But Yan Sen was also prepared for his plan, slowly and steadily, step by step, approaching him.

  With a loud crackling sound, the air split open, and the intense battle that had been sealed and suppressed burst forth in an instant.

  If he had just tapped his toes on the ground twice, he would have already arrived in front of Yan Sen.

  "Ranbu Yō!"

  Ji Baiwei let out an involuntary low growl, and the severe and stern surroundings in all directions were already filled with figures and palm shadows that seemed to be sealed.

  "Bang bang bang bang bang..."

  A sudden loud explosion instantly overwhelmed the voices of the rest of the troops.

  His sturdy body was spinning like a top in place, all the palms that were slapped towards him were blocked by his arms. The periphery of his body was actually all flying elbow shadows!

  One strike failed, and Yue Feng's hands retreated back. However, his body began to revolve around Shen Sen at high speed, forming a whirlwind on the outer periphery of Shen Sen. Yue Feng's figure completely disappeared into this whirlwind.

  "Hurricane Dodge!"

  Kijibay's face immediately turned ugly. This was a technique that emphasized physical strength, and just the way Yifeng displayed it showed that his physical strength far surpassed Kijibay's.

  "Hah!"

  A steel-like sharp gust of wind suddenly stabbed out in the rotating hurricane, behind the heavily forested back, at a diagonal angle towards his waist.

  "Bang!"

  Yan Senzhong was like having eyes on the back of his head, slightly bowing and striking with a reverse elbow, directly shattering the wind blade. But at the same time, a chorus of gasps erupted from the spectator stands, even Ailin let out an "ah". Suddenly, another steel-like wind blade almost scraping the ground flew up, stabbing straight at his lower abdomen.

  Just as the severe wind slash seemed to be unavoidable, his right foot suddenly moved, a piece of glittering yuan energy burst forth, and a fireball accurately hit the center of the gust, dispersing it.

  "Flying Fire Meteor! This is an attacking technique that's slightly weaker than Raging Fire Lotus, and yet he's using it for defense!"

  "This guy would even resort to such tactics!"

  Ji Baiwei was taken aback.

  In the next second, sharp gusts of wind were constantly pouring out of the rotating hurricane, colliding with the heavily armed hands and feet that kicked out fireballs.

  From the surface, Yan Senhao looked extremely flustered, completely only busy fending off with his hands and feet, but amidst the whirlwind surrounding him, a thread of determined self-confidence slowly emerged on his face.

  If he continued to attack at this speed, the consumption of his Yuan particles would be much greater than that of his opponent. As long as he had enough patience, after a few minutes, it would be his turn to counterattack and win!

  "If I fight like this, my physical strength and spiritual energy will be consumed too much, and I will definitely lose."

  "A second-year student, quite capable, but after all, a bit lacking in combat experience."

  There was such a voice in Ailin's ear.

  At this moment, a loud shout suddenly rang out from Yue Feng, and the tornado that was rotating heavily around Yan Senhao suddenly disappeared. Yue Feng appeared behind Yan Senhao, his hands wrapped in thick spiritual energy particles, pressed against Yan Senhao's back.

  His eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body was about to spin around.

  "You've been had!"

  But at this moment, Ye Feng let out a cold laugh.

  The entire arena erupted in a chorus of gasps.

  His face suddenly turned pale, and his confident expression stiffened on his face.

  His body was unable to move, a thick circle of mud bound his two feet, all the way up to his knees, and like two tightening giant hands, pressed his two legs into heart-wrenching pain!

  Pong!

  Before he could let out a pained cry, Ruo Feng's hands had transformed from palms to fists and heavily struck the back of his neck.

  His consciousness suddenly dissipated, and he fainted, but his feet were wrapped in two bundles of tightly bound mud, yet only his upper body fell forward, looking as if he had suddenly bent over.

  "It's Earth Bind!"

  "If he had used the hurricane evasion from the start, surrounding himself with a heavy whirlwind, his body would have stirred up some mud that wouldn't stop falling at Seung's feet, so Seung wouldn't have noticed this move! His initial hurricane evasion was calculated, just to trick Seung!"

  "Yan Sen actually lost, what a sinister move!"

  "Awesome!" Ailin also didn't expect the duel to end in such a way, and the surrounding gasps and murmurs poured into his ears like a parched sapling absorbing raindrops.

  This most intuitive impression made him start feeling the true importance of targeted fighting and tactics!