84 Assembling Spirit into Arrays (1/2)
After the match was concluded, the scores of the various contenders were updated on the Spirit Intranet. There had been over a hundred people who had managed to emerge victorious in the four matches so far.
Each of these hundred contestants received great attention. However, since they had never battled against each other before, it was difficult to distinguish who was superior. This was actually a deliberate arrangement by the Dao College, as the goal of the tournament was not to let one single person emerge champion but to see who was within the top thousand.
Even though that was the intention, students from the Dao College were still analyzing the results of the contenders by faculty. They eventually produced a ranking and estimated the fighting capabilities of everyone on the list.
The name sitting at the top of the list was not a senior student, nor was it Wang Baole. It was Zhao Yameng!
Her moves were too unpredictable. From the start to end, she only needed single a wave of her hand to create an array formation in seconds. Regardless of who went against her, they were unable to escape her clutches. She did not even need to use a second attack as her opponents were trapped in the array formation, eventually conceding defeat when they could no longer withstand the suppressive force.
None of her opponents were weaklings. These contenders who had made it to the fourth round, even if they were Head Prefects from the same faculty, were defeated within three breaths!
As a result, Zhao Yameng's fame rose exponentially. Some even said that she was the top performer among everyone of Ethereal Dao College in these recent years!
Other than Zhao Yameng, Zhuo Yifan and several elite senior students also won all four matches consecutively, but their fame was nothing compared to Zhao Yameng's.
Even though Wang Baole had won four consecutive matches as well, he had not gotten serious in the previous three matches. Therefore, his ranking was not high, trailing behind Zhuo Yifan and several others. However, with his recent victory in the fourth match, his ranking was raised by numerous students.
”Winning five out of five matches would be an easy feat for these people!”
”In the final match to come, the main focus will be to see who out of these hundred will go against each other!”
”That's right! It is only considered a true battle if they go against each other! Even if they lose, they will still receive a ranking. It is just that no one would willingly lose!
With everyone's anticipating the battles to come, the final match that determined one's ranking and ability to enter the mystic realm finally arrived!
The arena of Wang Baole's fifth match was arena Number One, located within the Combat faculty!
Wang Baole was in his peak state. When he arrived and appeared at the arena, the student spectators all had their eyes fixed on him.
They watched as Wang Baole neared the arena step by step. When he finally put his foot on the arena, there were still no whispers or discussion from the spectators. However, suddenly, expressions of shock and surprise spread from afar.
”Gosh! Wang Baole's opponent…”
”It's…”
”Zhao Yameng!”
As the commotion rippled through the crowd, the beautiful Zhao Yameng, dressed in her Head Prefect Daoist robe, slowly approached from the opposite direction with the company of many other students. When she noticed Wang Baole standing on the arena, the calm and elegant Zhao Yameng let out a curious gaze.
Noticing Zhao Yameng, Wang Baole momentarily gasped.
It's her!
He had been guessing who he would meet on the arena on his journey there, but he had never thought that he would actually meet Zhao Yameng! In reality, the person that Wang Baole was dreading meeting most was Zhao Yameng.
Wang Baole had never seen Zhao Yameng's array formation abilities in person, but based on the description by people on the Spirit Intranet, he got a sense of how bizarre and frightening it could be.
”I'm either the unlucky one, or she's the unfortunate one,” Wang Baole mumbled to himself. The pair looked directly at each other as Zhao Yameng finally stepped onto the arena.
Before they could even speak, the excitement of the spectators went out of control, spreading in all directions. Immediately, on the Spirit Intranet, numerous pieces of news of the match was spreading like wildfire.
After all, Zhao Yameng's fame had skyrocketed after her four previous battles, catching the attention of many. Wang Baole was also immensely famous as well. Therefore, their meeting generated great excitement among the masses.
”The match between Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng is probably the most exciting out of all the matches in this tournament!”
”Wang Baole specializes in using Dharmic artifacts, and his physical body could withstand attacks from a Head Prefect of the Combat faculty. Zhao Yameng, on the other hand, is mysterious and unpredictable, and she did not need to use a second attack in order to win in any of her previous four matches!”
”Does anyone want to bet who will win? My bet is on Wang Baole!”
”Ha, my bet goes to Zhao Yameng, my goddess!”
As the entire Dao College got riled up, people who had won four matches consecutively, such as Zhuo Yifan, also began to hear news of the matter. Some of them had already met their opponents while those who had not all heaved a sigh of relief.
Similar to Wang Baole, the other contenders also did not wish to meet Zhao Yameng. However, Wang Baole was another individual that they were very reluctant to meet in the arena.
”It's great that these two monsters are going against each other!”