Chapter 46
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Chapter 46: The Mountain
One by one, detection patches were pressed onto the students’ arms.
Then, the judge gently tapped each student’s arm, slowly infusing them with a unique magic power.
Simultaneously, the panels on the detection patches displayed numbers that steadily climbed as the Magic Power was infused, starting at 0.5, rising to 1.3, then 2.4, until they finally stopped at 5.
This indicated that the judge had infused a total of 5 units of unique magic power into the student’s arm.
Throughout this process, the judge was extremely cautious, fearing a mistake that could inadvertently kill the student.
Even if it were just an ordinary High School student, causing injury or death would still require compensation, with the price varying depending on the student’s “breed” or background.
If the student had signed a contract with a sponsor, the compensation would be even more exorbitant.
After all, there had been news reports of Foundation Establishment cultivators accidentally killing bystanders with the residual energy from their battles, only to discover that the victims were a dozen third-year students who had received massive investments. The resulting compensation for training fees, boarding expenses, tuition, tutoring fees, and sterilization costs had bankrupted the cultivators.
During those few seconds of Magic Power infusion, the student’s body tensed abruptly and their breathing grew labored, clearly affected by the unique magic power now coursing through them.
Even without anyone actively directing this unique magic power to attack, its mere presence within the body would cause a degree of damage.
Fortunately, the student had taken a painkiller. While uncomfortable, the sensation was still bearable.
As the infused Magic Power reached 5 units, the detection patch’s panel began a timer to record the time the student needed to dispel the unique magic power. The shorter this time, the higher their score would obviously be.
Since each student was infused with magic power at a different time, they could not be ranked by who finished first. Instead, their scores would be based on the duration recorded by their individual timers.
After stopping the magic power infusion, the judge took a capsule handed to him by an assistant.
He swallowed the capsule and smiled into the camera before him. “For Magic Power replenishment, choose Purple Cloud. Just one Purple Cloud spirit gathering capsule like this and my magic power will be quickly restored. I could infuse another fifty students without a problem.”
As the match began, several judges injected unique magic power into the students’ hands one after another.
More and more contestants closed their eyes, focusing intently on dispelling the unique magic power invading their bodies. The venue grew increasingly quiet and was gradually filled only by the sound of breathing techniques.
***
Ever since the judge had injected the unique magic power, Zhang Yu had felt a burning sensation in his right arm. As the judge continued to infuse him with Magic Power, the fire grew hotter and more intense.
Excruciating pain shot from his arm to his brain, making Zhang Yu understand why so many contestants took painkillers.
Right now, he was in so much pain that he wanted to punch the old geezer still injecting him with a unique magic power.
Damn it. No wonder I saw someone selling Insurance earlier. This competition is way too easy to get injured in.
Zhang Yu immediately activated the Desolate Bull Soul-Pacifying Mind Art. Only then did the unbearable pain gradually subside.
Immediately afterward, Zhang Yu mobilized the Magic Power within his Dantian, sending it surging toward his right arm.
The invading force is a heating-type unique magic power.
Then I need to counter it with cold-based energy.
Recalling Teacher Yan’s teachings on Magic Power conversion pathways, Zhang Yu channelled the Magic Power in his Dantian, transforming it into a stream of cold energy that surged toward his right arm.
As the cold energy flowed through him, a wave of coolness spread throughout his body, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him.
When Zhang Yu’s cold energy collided with the invading heating-type magic power, he could feel the burning sensation in his arm begin to cool down.
However, his cold energy was rapidly consumed in the process, like using a bucket of water to extinguish a fire. While the flames subsided, the water also ran out.
Zhang Yu could only do his best to convert more Magic Power to fight the fire.
Fortunately, the full-body Magic Power circulation of the Cosmic Orbit Energy Gathering Method continuously replenished his Magic Power. The Desolate Bull Soul-Pacifying Mind Art stabilized his mind, and his powerful Magic Power control allowed him to constantly convert it into cold energy.
***
A short while ago.
Before the judges had reached the Songyang High School section.
Inside the Bailong High School competition area.
Han Xingye glanced at Song Hailong, who was dispelling the unique magic power within his body, then turned to the large screen ahead thinking to himself, It should be almost time, right?
Within Song Hailong’s body, his magic power surged like a mighty river, flowing relentlessly toward the scorching mass of magic power in his right arm.
The Kangling Injection continuously replenished his magic power. Combined with his own astonishing reserves, this allowed him to circulate his magic power without restraint. He even enveloped the entire mass of scorching magic power, intending to extinguish it in one fell swoop.
During the process of dispelling the magic power, the pain was suppressed by the drugs until it was almost nonexistent, leaving Song Hailong barely feeling any discomfort. He only needed to focus on the task at hand.
With my magic power reserves and my control over it, who in this competition could possibly be faster than me?
Just then, a cry for help echoed through the arena.
A student groaned and collapsed to the ground. Others immediately rushed over to administer a magic-dispelling elixir.
“It’s nothing serious. He just exhausted his magic power. We’ve already given him the elixir.”
Moments later, another student let out a bloodcurdling scream and collapsed, vomiting blood.
This was the result of mishandling the dispelling process, causing the unique magic power to disperse throughout the body and inflict internal injuries.
Han Xingye glanced in the direction of the collapsed student.
Worthless, Worthless, Worthless…
He knew that more and more students from ordinary high schools would likely succumb next. It could be due to insufficient magic power, poor control over their magic power, or the low quality of their drugs. One by one, they would be eliminated.
He remained indifferent to their plight.
Did they really think taking the same drugs would close the gap?
With everyone taking drugs, the disparity between ordinary high schools and the top three famous schools will only widen…
As he was thinking this, the large screen before him suddenly flashed, revealing a name.
Bailong High School, Song Hailong, 1:29
Seeing this, Han Xingye smiled slightly. Oh? Faster than he was at school. Looks like the atmosphere here is getting him fired up.
One after another, names began appearing on the screen, quickly filling ten rows.
The screen only displayed the top ten names.
The names on the screen shifted constantly as students ranked second through tenth changed positions again and again. Yet Song Hailong’s name remained firmly at the top, as if he alone was suppressing all the other students in the arena.
But soon, more and more names began to stabilize. From the second to the tenth rows, the rankings gradually stopped changing.
The crowd stared in shock at the ten unchanging names on the screen. A student quickly noticed the obvious fact. “These ten people… they’re all from Bailong High School!”
Although Bailong High School was not among the first group of contestants to receive the infusion of magic power, after Song Hailong claimed the top spot, the rest of their students also quickly dispelled the unique magic power within them. Based on their individual completion times, all ten of them had completely dominated the leaderboard.
Teacher Yan watched the ten motionless names on the big screen, feeling as if a mountain had risen before Songyang High School.
Sigh, the top three famous schools… In the end, this competition is still their domain.
Just then, the names from second to ninth place suddenly shifted down one spot each. A newcomer had surged into second place in a single burst.
Red Pagoda High School, Xiong Bufan, 1:35
The students from Red Pagoda High School had also begun to finish dispelling the unique magic power within them.
Shortly after Xiong Bufan claimed second place, two more students from Red Pagoda High School squeezed into the top ten.
Han Xingye turned his head toward Red Pagoda High School and immediately spotted the most conspicuous thing within his Heavenly Eye Talisman’s field of vision.
Protected Area | Medicine Barrel | High-Speed Magic Power
The “Protected Area” evaluation was easy to understand. Han Xingye guessed this demon must have come from the Monsterfolk Sanctuary.
High-Speed Magic Power… Han Xingye was not quite sure about that yet, but he understood “Medicine Barrel” perfectly.
How many drugs did they pump into this demon?
Damn it, are they secretly using demons for drug experiments?
That monster must be full of banned substances. I should really report you guys.
What? Our school is doing it too? And on humans?
Ah… Never mind then.
Though Xiong Bufan’s performance had put Red Pagoda High School in the spotlight, he had not reached first place. Bailong High School still held a dominant position on the leaderboard.
But a moment later, the top nine students all dropped one spot.
As Le Mulan from Purple Cloud High School’s name appeared in first place as if from nowhere, a resounding boom seemed to echo through the air.
Purple Cloud High School, Le Mulan, 00:25
“25 seconds!”
More and more students gasped in disbelief.
They could not fathom how someone could dispel the foreign magic power in just 25 seconds when they themselves were still struggling desperately against it.
Is she even human?
Everyone could imagine Le Mulan earning a perfect score of 100 in this second round. But it was precisely that perfect score that held her back. Otherwise, the gap between her and the others would have been even wider.
Han Xingye was stunned for the third time today. He frowned, staring at the words “Ice Jade Physique” above Le Mulan’s head. He suspected that her ability to dispel the foreign magic power so quickly must be linked to her unique constitution.
Not far away, Song Hailong showed no anger. Instead, he laughed heartily, gazing toward Purple Cloud High School. “Interesting, interesting. It seems my greatest rival for the next three years of high school will be this Le Mulan.”
It took over a minute for the other students from Purple Cloud High School to dispel the foreign magic power within them. Eventually, Lian Tianji and another student managed to break into the top ten.
The final rankings saw Le Mulan, Song Hailong, and Xiong Bufan securing first, second, and third place, respectively.
The top ten were completely dominated by four students from Bailong High School, three from Purple Cloud High School, and three from Red Pagoda High School.
As the rankings remained unchanged, a sense of gloom settled over the high school students in the audience.
For most of them, this was their first experience of the gap between themselves and the top three famous schools.
The ten names and scores on the screen pressed down on them like a mountain, revealing the vast chasm between the top three famous schools and their own abilities.
Just then, the rankings on the large screen shifted again.
All the students ranked fourth through tenth had dropped down one spot.
Amidst the near-total dominance of the top three famous schools, someone had unexpectedly crashed into fourth place.
Songyang High School, Zhang Yu, 1:38
It was Zhang Yu from Songyang High School, with a time of one minute and thirty-eight seconds.
The moment Zhang Yu dispelled the unique magic power within him, the timer emitted a soft beep.
This gentle sound was like a boulder dropped into the hearts of the Songyang High School students nearby.
The students from the top three famous schools instinctively glanced toward Songyang High School, surprised to find a student there who was nearly on par with them.
Teacher Yan, watching the rankings, quickly pulled out her phone and snapped a photo.
These were her crucial teaching material.
