Chapter 0252: Geniuses and Prodigies

Chapter 0252: Geniuses and Prodigies

Qin Yun was stunned, not expecting that he had passed the ten months so quickly. He looked at his left arm, where the Thunderfire Inner Energy had transformed into a Diamond Inner Pearl more than ten days ago.

Now, he was a ninth-level Martial Body stage warrior with three Diamond Inner Pearls!

He dismantled the Nine Sun Spirit Gathering Formation on the ground and then looked around the stone room, smiling. "Farewell; I won't return here."

Qin Yun left the stone room and followed the middle-aged man out of the dungeon.

Coming up from the dungeon, he was still inside the Combat Arena. He hurried to the main hall of the arena, rented a room, and took a good shower, changed into clean white clothes, and trimmed his beard and hair.

After spending ten months in the dungeon, he looked paler but more refined. In a crisp white outfit, he looked refreshed, handsome, and composed.

Qin Yun left the room and came to the main hall of the arena, where he suddenly heard loud cheers. A fierce battle was underway in the arena, drawing cheers from the crowd.

He hurried towards the passage to the spectator seats and, as soon as he stepped out, saw three familiar faces standing on the martial stage.

It was Huo Zhong, Murong Daren, and Xue Ziyeh.

The three of them were struggling to fend off waves of attacks from four young warriors on the stage.

Qin Yun looked to the side of the stage and saw many badly injured students from the Heavenly Prodigy Academy!

The match between the Heavenly Prodigy Academy and the Genius Academy had already begun!

Qin Yun had originally planned to see who was competing, but it turned out to be a clash between the two academies. He hurried to the side of the stage and stood behind Lan Fengjin.

Lan Fengjin looked worried, her eyes fixed on the stage, unaware that Qin Yun had approached.

Many students and mentors from the Heavenly Prodigy Academy, upon seeing Qin Yun, had a glimmer of hope in their previously disappointed eyes.

"Sister Lan, what's the situation?" Qin Yun asked, looking at the students from the Genius Academy on the other side of the stage, who were mostly uninjured.

Seeing Qin Yun, Lan Fengjin was pleasantly surprised and quickly shouted to Huo Zhong and the others on the stage, "Qin Yun is out; you guys get down now."

Huo Zhong and the others, all bearing various injuries and looking extremely exhausted as if they had been through many battles, heard Lan Fengjin and hurriedly stepped down from the stage, panting heavily.

Qin Yun was confused. None of the Heavenly Prodigy Academy students were in any condition to fight and were all sitting below the stage, injured.

On the other hand, most of the students from the Genius Academy were full of energy and vigor.

"Qin Yun, the situation is very dire!" Lan Fengjin said with a serious expression. "We were ambushed by the other side. They began with several ninth-level Martial Body students, catching us off guard, causing many of our teams to lose."

Lan Fengjin quickly explained the details to Qin Yun.

After hearing her out, Qin Yun also found the situation quite tricky.

The match between the Heavenly Prodigy Academy and the Genius Academy involved each team sending a squad to the stage to fight. As long as they won, they could continue to defend the stage. The losing side couldn't return to the stage.

In the end, the academy with any squad still standing on the stage would win, and all the students of that academy would receive 100 million Xuan points.

Both the Heavenly Prodigy Academy and the Genius Academy had twenty-five squads each.

Now, all the squads from the Heavenly Prodigy Academy had been defeated, while only ten squads from the Genius Academy had lost, and those were defeated by Huo Zhong and his team, which was very difficult.

Fortunately, the opposing ninth-level Martial Body squad withdrew after exhausting themselves. There were no more ninth-level Martial Body warriors left to compete.

"Qin Yun, you are the only one who hasn't competed yet and can still go up! Our chances of winning now depend on you." Lan Fengjin knew that Qin Yun's cultivation was approaching, if not already at, the ninth-level Martial Body stage.

A mentor walked over and said, "Qin Yun, currently, only your team from the Heavenly Prodigy Academy has achieved a victory. If our Heavenly Prodigy Academy wins in the end, there will be a total of ten billion Xuan points for distribution. If each team wins one match, each student will receive one hundred million Xuan points."

"Right now, only your team has achieved a victory. If you can win fifteen consecutive matches, your team will receive a total of two billion Xuan points, which will be split evenly among the four of you, giving each of you five hundred million Xuan points."

Lan Fengjin nodded at Qin Yun. "Exactly! Qin Yun, if we win, we’ll not only get the Xuan points, but our team will also earn an Earth-level lightness technique!"

Qin Yun was eager to step onto the stage.

The audience also saw Qin Yun and guessed that the Heavenly Prodigy Academy was placing all their hopes on him.

Qin Yun had to win fifteen consecutive matches by himself to achieve the final victory, with each match consisting of four opponents.

Previously, Qin Yun had defeated Zhou Zhonghui with overwhelming strength, so no one dared to question his abilities anymore. Even though they thought victory was impossible, they didn’t jump to conclusions.

"Qin Yun has been in the dungeon for ten months; his cultivation might have improved."

"Very possible! His cultivation is close to the ninth level of the Martial Body stage! The Genius Academy doesn’t have any ninth-level warriors, so it’s hard to say how they’ll fare against Qin Yun."

"The Three Shines is the strongest eighth-level warrior team, but they’ve lost to Qin Yun twice. It’s hard to say…"

"The Heavenly Prodigy Academy is bound to lose; they don’t have enough time. Look at the hourglass; there’s only a little over half an hour left. As long as the Genius Academy can stall for time on the stage, the Heavenly Prodigy Academy will ultimately lose."

Seeing that time was running out, Lan Fengjin said, "Qin Yun, it’s up to you, hurry up and get on stage!"

Qin Yun nodded, then sprang onto the stage; he had to win. If he won, Lan Fengjin, as his mentor, would receive a generous reward.

He owed Lan Fengjin several hundred million crystal coins, and if he could secure the reward for her, the debt would be canceled. Additionally, if he won, he would also receive five hundred million Xuan points and an Earth-level lightness technique.

"We don’t need to defeat him—just stall for time on the stage!" Xiao Yanglong from the Genius Academy, filled with resentment, knew it wouldn’t be easy to take down Qin Yun.

Qin Yun’s strength had improved significantly; even Zhou Zhonghui, a warrior with a totem martial soul at the ninth level of the Martial Body stage, had been killed by him. Even several eighth-level warriors struggled against Qin Yun.

The four youths from the Genius Academy quickly moved erratically on the stage, occasionally launching a ball of inner energy at Qin Yun.

Qin Yun stood still; when the inner energy came toward him, he vibrated his body, releasing his own energy to easily deflect it.

"Running around like this is dizzying!" Qin Yun suddenly sprang into action, covering over a hundred meters in an instant. He arrived behind one of the youths and struck down with his palm, executing the Wave-Cutting Strike!

The inner energy Qin Yun unleashed carried the force of breaking waves and hit the back of the youth.

Puke!

The youth spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked off the stage.

Being knocked off the stage meant losing.

Qin Yun had confirmed with Lan Fengjin that in this type of match, injuring an opponent wouldn’t result in punishment, since this was just a temporary arrangement between the two academies.

With one opponent down, Qin Yun felt even more confident, quickly moving to another youth. With a single move, he used the Wave-Cutting Strike to blast the opponent off the stage.

Only two seventh-level warriors remained, and Qin Yun dispatched them just as easily, sending them flying off the stage, coughing up blood.

"The Heavenly Prodigy Academy wins; the Genius Academy, please send someone up immediately!" the old referee said, as time was running very short and the Genius Academy wasn’t allowed to waste time.

Of course, it was acceptable for the Heavenly Prodigy Academy to stall for time.

Seeing Qin Yun win so easily, Lan Fengjin felt much more relieved.

"Is Qin Yun really at the ninth level? He’s handling them like they’re children—it’s almost too easy for him!"

"That's right, the people from Genius Academy are simply not in the same league as Qin Yun."

"Genius Academy has sent someone up, but there's only one person. Are they trying to stall for time?"

Qin Yun looked at the young man sent up by the opposing side, his brows furrowing slightly. He also felt a sense of urgency as he looked at the hourglass, since the other side still had dozens of people left.

"Begin!" the old referee shouted.

Right from the start, Qin Yun took the initiative, his speed and attacks swift and fierce. Using his hand like a blade, he unleashed the Wind-Chopping Mountain-Opening Style, sending the young man crashing into the distant stone wall.

"You keep sending one person at a time? Fine, I’ll take out anyone you send!" Qin Yun said coldly as he shot a cold glance at Xiao Yanglong.

The students from Genius Academy followed Xiao Yanglong, but Qin Yun would not show any mercy.

Seeing the grim fate of the previous student, many of the students began to worry secretly. Even if they were killed, Qin Yun would not be at fault, since this was a no-holds-barred sparring match.

Xiao Yanglong was also aware that if he only sent one person up, no one would dare to go next. Helpless, he had no choice but to send a squad up.

The squad that just went up was immediately thrown off the sparring platform by Qin Yun's overwhelming Inner Energy, all suffering severe injuries.

The students from Heavenly Prodigy Academy were shocked by Qin Yun’s strength. But they were also thrilled, knowing that if he won, they’d get millions of Xuan points as a reward.

Genius Academy could not stall for time anymore. If they lost again, they had to send someone up within five seconds, or they’d automatically lose.

The students now stepping onto the sparring platform all wore fearful expressions, especially those at the Seventh Level of the Martial Body, who were no match for Qin Yun at all.

Xiao Yanglong cursed under his breath. If Qin Yun had been delayed by just one more day, they would have won this easily.

But Qin Yun had appeared at the most critical moment.

Each squad lasted barely ten seconds before being knocked down, all sustaining severe injuries.

One after another, five squads from Genius Academy were thrown off the platform, each member left battered and bruised.

Qin Yun kept winning, but the pressure was mounting. Time was running out, and he didn’t know if he could hold on until the final bell.