86 Gao Quans Plan (1/2)

With the conclusion of the match, Ethereal Dao College's tournament had passed its half way mark. What was to follow were the additional matches held between those who had won three matches for the few remaining slots.

Seventy-four contenders had won all five matches that they competed in!

Of those seventy-four, many were senior students while first and second year students made up the minority. After all, no matter how outstanding they were, they were still lacking compared to the senior students who had honed their skills for many years. Therefore, the number of new students who had won all five matches only made up about ten percent of the group.

In this tournament, however, no matter how extraordinary seventy-two of those people were, they were but mere accompaniments simply because of the groundbreaking match that had happened between Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng!

The match between Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng had shaken the entire Dao College, throwing many students into amazement and astounding them. There had not been many paying attention to it at first, but as tales spread and the match was being vividly described, those who had been unable to watch the match managed to gain a relatively complete picture of it from the descriptions of the masses.

Even though their match had only progressed past its midpoint and was not considered completed to a certain extent, the combat abilities that they had both demonstrated in this match astounded everyone. Even other contenders like Zhuo Yifan, who had won all five matches, felt chills down their spine, their emotions turbulent, as any kind of competition always incited agitation. Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng were far too superior!

The methods and responses that both Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng adopted in this match were summarized by countless students on the Spirit Intranet. Discussion was bountiful, and the entire Spirit Intranet was hot with activity. As a result, there were not many spectators watching the additional follow-up matches.

”Zhao Yameng's method of forming arrays within three breaths was actually through the manipulation of Spirit Qi. Her natural spirit body isn't for nothing! When she's in the True Breath realm, her sensitivity for Spirit Qi will greatly surpass her peers'!”

”Wang Baole is impressive, too. He actually depended on refining Spirit Kernels to absorb the Spirit Qi from all directions so that the array formation would implode from within in order to create a path out for himself! He really lives up to his name as the Dharmic Armament faculty's only Head Prefect!”

”Also, Zhao Yameng's ability to react swiftly to Wang Baole's retaliation is a valuable skill that is rarely seen!”

In the innumerable discussions, there were two points… two key points that made everyone shake with excitement. The first was the emergence of the blue glow in Zhao Yameng's eyes at the final moments of the match, and the second was the dexterity with which Wang Baole manipulated the dozens of flying swords.

These two aspects were also the areas that made everyone immensely amazed!

”Zhao Yameng's burst at the end must be a secret technique that carries immense power!”

”What was it that Wang Baole used that allowed him to manipulate the flying swords so nimbly? This… this is not something we can achieve in the Ancient Martial realm!”

Countless discussions emerged unendingly. With the ending of the additional matches, Ethereal Dao College's tournament finally came to an end. The list of the top one thousand contenders had been tabulated and would be announced three days later.

In reality, there was little significance regardless of whether the names on the list were announced. Long before the list was formed, there were already people who had summarized the accumulated points on the Spirit Intranet. Everyone knew deep in their hearts who would make it to the top 1,000.

Of everyone, the most despondent would be those who were ranked just after the 1,000th position and those who had been eliminated in the additional matches. However, there was nothing that they could do. Sometimes, the seemingly small distance of a single step could feel like the distance between heaven and earth.

With the conclusion of the matches, the atmosphere in the Dao College significantly livened up. It was as if everyone could finally take a breather and relax. Wang Baole also took the time to recuperate in his own cave abode in order to replenish the energy that he had spent battling Zhao Yameng.

However, he did not head outside. Rather, even after his rest, the scene of Zhao Yameng's burst in the final moments of the match replayed itself in his mind recurrently.

With a blue glow in her eyes, she seemed to have lost control. It is also definite that the mystic technique has already far exceeded what she can withstand, explaining why she fell unconscious after that. Wang Baole was still shaken even after analyzing the scenario. If the Chancellor had not stepped forward to put a halt on matters, Wang Baole was unable to imagine what would eventually have happened.

In that state, Zhao Yameng is too powerful. It's as if… she became one with the Spirit Qi! Wang Baole became solemn and took a seat on the veranda before closing his eyes. The events of the match between him and Zhao Yameng were continuously replayed in his mind as he thought about how his performance could have been better.

Wang Baole liked to reflect. This was something that he had learned from the high officials' autobiographies. Whether it was in the way he treated others or the way he trained his skills, reflection had always been an important component.

…

At the center of the Chancellor's peak was a great hall made of jade carvings. This great hall was not as grand as the Chancellor's hall, but it was still extremely majestic.

That great hall was where the Vice-Chancellor worked and lived.

Even if his authority in the College Discipline Department had been stripped and transferred to others due to the incident involving Wang Baole in the Pond Cloud Rainforest, he was still the Vice-Chancellor and possessed a level of authority.

Right now, in the attic behind the great hall overlooking the land afar, there was a middle-aged man in black standing silently behind him. That man was the teacher of the Dao College who was currently leading the College Discipline Department. At the same time, he was also the person who had publicly announced that Wang Baole had cheated a year ago. He hesitated but eventually still decided to speak, his voice low.