The effect of the Spiritual Power Chains had reached its limit.
Soon, they shattered into tiny blue fragments of spiritual power, dissipating into the air.
Ye Ling leisurely jumped out from Blood Phantom’s somewhat chilly embrace.
He couldn’t help but feel a bit nostalgic about being held like that just now.
The sensation was cold, but the embrace was incredibly comfortable.
Especially in hot weather, it felt like holding a refreshing block of ice—super comfortable.
Ye Ling even considered that if he ever went to a hot place, Blood Phantom would be his perfect cooling tool.
Opposite him, the Blue Bird, now free from the chains, stood up, dragging its injured wing.
Next to the Blue Bird was Feng Haotian, with two broken ribs.
The pain from the broken ribs made the veins on Feng Haotian’s forehead bulge.
The pain was so intense that he didn’t even dare to breathe deeply.
Forcing himself to stand up despite the pain, he looked at the unscathed Ye Ling across from him, feeling a deep sense of frustration.
He had thought his victory was assured, but he hadn’t expected this outcome.
He had to stop here.
Unwilling as he was, he glanced at his heavily injured Blue Bird, knowing it could no longer take to the skies.
A flying spiritual pet that lost its air superiority would see its strength greatly diminished.
In this situation, Feng Haotian saw no chance of winning.
Moreover, Ye Ling’s mysterious spiritual pet hadn’t even exerted much effort from start to finish.
But from the way it had leaped with Ye Ling to such a height, Feng Haotian could guess that its power must be formidable.
Given the circumstances, even if he persisted, it would be meaningless.
Reluctantly raising his right hand, Feng Haotian’s low voice echoed.
“I… concede!”
Unwilling as he was, it was useless; he had already lost.
Conceding now would be more dignified; continuing to fight might mean being carried off the arena.
“Come back, Blue Bird. You’ve done well.”
Focusing on his battered Blue Bird, Feng Haotian retracted it into the Spiritual Pet Seal.
With Feng Haotian’s concession, the referee stepped onto the stage to announce the result.
“The victor, Ye Ling!”
As the referee declared Ye Ling the winner, the system notification sounded.
“Ding! Successfully defeated an opponent, gaining ten percent progress in current experience points.”
Blood Phantom’s experience points rose again, from 9.4% to 19.4%.
“Oh!”
“Amazing!”
“A Second Level Spiritual Power Chain, how could it not be amazing?”
“This guy is a dark horse!”
“He might even make it to the top ten, no, maybe even the top five!”
…
The crowd buzzed with discussion, filled with curiosity about the suddenly emerging Ye Ling.
Information about Ye Ling had been dug up by the crowd.
Ye Ling, raised with the Federation’s support, was a bottom-tier student at Skyshine High School, with the weakest strength in his grade.
He had a zombie spiritual pet considered to be a waste…
From the information they had, it didn’t seem like the same person at all.
The difference was just too great; how could it be the same person?
And how could a zombie spiritual pet grow to be like that? If it could, they’d want a dozen, no, a whole truckload.
Almost everyone found the information about Ye Ling hard to believe; the disparity was just too vast.
“It seems Ye Ling might have a shot at the top three.”
Lu Feng, the representative of Azure Dragon Spirit Tamer Academy, smiled as he looked at the victorious Ye Ling.
He had initially thought Ye Ling might face a tough battle, but he hadn’t expected this outcome.
Sitting beside him, Bai Tong, the representative of White Tiger Spirit Tamer Academy, nodded in agreement.
“No one expected this kid to have such guts, daring to do something like this at the First Rank. It was too risky. If the timing had been off, he might have lost already.”
In Bai Tong’s view, Ye Ling’s actions had been extremely risky.
If Blood Phantom had been a bit slower, Ye Ling would have fallen to the ground.
Falling from such a height would have resulted in serious injuries at the very least.
“I don’t think so.”
A clear, ethereal voice came from Huo Ling, the representative of Black Tortoise Academy.
“Oh? It seems Teacher Huo has some insights. Please, share them.”
Lu Feng looked at Huo Ling with curiosity.
Gazing at Huo Xian’er’s ongoing battle in the arena, Huo Ling slowly spoke.
“I don’t think he was taking a risk. On the contrary, it felt like everything was part of his plan, as if everything was within his control.
Making such a move in the heat of battle, if it were just a risk, it would seem too coincidental.”
Huo Ling wasn’t deliberately speaking in Ye Ling’s favor; it was her genuine feeling.
From his previous performance in the Secret Realm, Ye Ling appeared to be a very cautious person who wouldn’t do anything unprepared.
Doing something like this meant he already had a plan.
At this moment, the last representative of Vermilion Bird Academy, Hong Xiu, also sided with Huo Ling.
“I agree with Teacher Huo’s perspective.”
She also believed that everything Ye Ling did was very calm, without any panic throughout.
If it wasn’t a planned action, it would be hard to believe.
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