Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 67: The Grand Battle Selection

The next three days were a normal campus life for Wu Xuan. Apart from attending classes and studying, he only practiced.

"Ring!" The bell rang, signaling the end of the day's classes. The students in Class 1, Grade 2, relaxed.

Wang Yan sorted out his teaching plan and said, "All the core disciples will stay here and come with me to the Soul Fighting Area later."

It's here! All the core disciples were excited. They knew the selection competition was about to begin. However, unlike what they had imagined, the test did not take up their class time. Instead, it took place after school in the afternoon.

Wu Xuan's class had a very large number of core disciples, more than any previous class. Including him, their class alone had twelve members. Add to that Xie Huanyue and Nanmen Yuner from Class Two, and Ning Tian from Class Three, and that brought the total to fifteen. This was extremely rare in Shrek Academy's outer courtyard.

The number of students in the third and fourth grades who are older than them combined is still less than the number of students in their class.

After leaving the classroom, Wu Xuan also saw Xie Huanyue, Ning Tian and Nanmen Yuner following their respective class teachers towards the fighting spirit area.

After arriving at the fighting spirit area and waiting for a while, Wu Xuan saw familiar faces appearing one after another.

Beibei, Xu Sanshi, and Jiang Nannan appeared in sight one after another. They were all core disciples in the fifth grade. The most eye-catching ones are still the twin stars Beibei and Xu Sanshi.

Of course, there were more than just the three of them in the fifth grade. But they were the only three who had not yet turned fifteen. Undoubtedly, they were also the most powerful among all the core disciples in the outer courtyard.

On the Soul Guidance Department side, only He Caitou had arrived, along with Huo Yuhao from the Martial Soul Department. The total number of people finally settled at thirty, of which the second-year core disciples accounted for a small half.

Students from different classes stood behind their teachers, waiting quietly.

At this moment, a staggering old man came over from the distance. He was staggering with every step, and it seemed that he might fall down at any time.

Although most of his face was covered by his wild hair, the iconic movements of the wine gourd in his left hand and the drumstick in his right hand immediately revealed his identity.

The person who came was none other than Master Xuan.

Mr. Xuan wandered up to the students, raised his head with drunken eyes and said, "Xiao Wang."

"Mr. Xuan." Wang Yan hurried forward and saluted respectfully.

"Is everyone here?" Mr. Xuan asked.

Wang Yan said, "They're all here. There are twenty-eight core disciples from the Spirit Martial Arts Department, and only two from the Spirit Guidance Department. That's thirty people in total."

"Well. Let's go in then."

Elder Xuan stopped when he reached the center of the soul fighting area, and the core disciples also stood still under the leadership of their teachers.

Elder Xuan said in a deep voice, "Listen up, little ones! The core disciple assessment you're about to take is very simple. I call it a mass brawl. Within this fighting spirit area, you may attack as you please and fight however you wish. There are no rules. Those who surrender or are rescued will be eliminated. The last seven remaining will be the winners. Okay, teachers, please leave. When I say start, you may begin fighting."

"Is this even possible?" Hearing Master Xuan's words, the students' eyes widened. They looked at each other in bewilderment. Thirty people, these were all there. And everyone had different levels of cultivation and strengths. What could be learned from such a chaotic battle?

Wu Xuanze twisted his neck excitedly. He would not hold back in the upcoming fight.

Under Master Xuan's order, the teachers withdrew from the fighting spirit area one after another.

Before the other students in the fighting spirit area could react, Master Xuan suddenly raised the wine gourd in his hand and shouted.

"start."

With a whoosh, Xuan Lao's body disappeared. Only thirty core disciples from the outer courtyard remained in the fighting arena.

All these changes happened so suddenly that most of the students were stunned for a moment when Master Xuan shouted "Start".

Then, everyone made a different choice.

What should we do if dozens of people fight? Although there is definitely a big gap in cultivation between students from second grade to fifth grade, this gap can never make up for the problem of numbers.

Huo Yuhao instantly pulled Wang Dong closer to Beibei and the others. Beibei called out, "Sanshi, Nannan, let's team up with Junior Brother Caitou and the others." They were the only three fifth-year students, all at the Fourth Ring level. They would be easy targets, especially since they already had a close relationship.

The others also took the opportunity to find their own companions. Dai Huabin, Xie Huanyue, and Zhu Lu naturally formed a team. They also brought in Wu Feng, a classmate, and Ning Tian, ​​who was only a short distance away, to form a small team of five.

Other third- and fourth-year students also formed their own groups. Naturally, the sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo from Grade 1 Class 1 are still with Huang Chutian.

Zhou Sichen and Cao Jinxuan followed Qiangu Ming and Xiao Xiao and quickly approached Wu Xuan.

Meanwhile, on the other side, He Caitou, standing at the edge of the fighting arena, was like a steel machine, with numerous metal tubes emerging from various locations on his body. He looked like a giant hedgehog.

The most terrifying thing was the two massive metal cannon barrels he carried on his shoulders, each as thick as his thigh. Even if the martial arts students didn't know that they were fixed-mount soul guide launchers, they could still sense the terrifying danger they exuded.

Wu Xuan flexed his wrist disdainfully, just as he was about to strike. A sudden voice rang out beside him. "You must be the second-year Wu Xuan, right? I heard you're known as the most versatile spirit master in the entire outer courtyard."

Wu Xuan turned his head and saw that several senior students had already gathered around him.

Wu Xuan smiled faintly and said, "I can't say I'm the most versatile, but at least I'm more versatile than all of you combined."

"You're so brave! Since you're so courageous, our fourth-grade seniors will have to test your abilities." Another core disciple in a purple uniform stepped forward and said coldly.

"Haha! We'll know what it is like after a fight." Wu Xuan sneered.

yellow!
purple!
purple!
black!
Four soul rings emerged from under Wu Xuan's feet one after another. The violent hurricane and the oppressive feeling brought by the black fourth ring instantly swept the entire venue.

"Ten thousand year soul ring? Soul Sect?" The people gathered around couldn't help but exclaimed.

"He's only in the second grade, how is that possible?" another person said in disbelief.

"Don't hesitate! Attack with all your strength." A man on the left roared, and his long hair turned all orange-red. A majestic lion instantly gathered behind him.

His second soul ring lit up instantly, and a pair of giant palms rushed towards Wu Xuan.

The powerful attack-type combat soul on the right was a spear. The moment the purple soul ring lit up, the spear turned into a beam of light like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and pierced Wu Xuan's chest.

It was obvious that this was not the first time that the two of them cooperated. One in front and the other behind, they had a very tacit understanding. The spear soul master standing behind attacked first, and the sharp tip of the spear reached Wu Xuan first.

Facing the attacks of the two, Wu Xuan took a deep breath.
"Third soul skill, Jade Wind!"

The third soul ring shone brightly, and in an instant, the emerald green wind around Wu Xuan seemed to have texture.

The spear and tiger claws were almost in front of Wu Xuan at this moment, but no matter how hard the two tried, the attack could not move forward at all.

"Snapped!"

Wu Xuan clasped his hands together, and the jade-colored wind instantly solidified. The next moment, the two of them turned into two angular jade crystals and fell to the ground.

Wu Xuan kicked out with both feet, and the next moment, the two fourth-year students who were trapped by the crystal were both sent flying backwards. In the instant they flew backwards, Elder Xuan stepped in and pulled them out of the fighting arena.

Wu Xuan snapped his fingers, and the crystals around the two eliminated people instantly dissipated.

Two attacking Soul Masters were killed instantly, and the faces of the people who were preparing to encircle Wu Xuan turned pale instantly.

"What are you looking at? It's right here!" A cold voice suddenly appeared behind them. They were about to turn around and fight back, but before they could turn around, Wu Xuan's fists, swirling with strong winds, landed on them with a bang.

Several Soul Master-level students instantly flew out with howls, eliminated.

"Hi~~!"

Wu Xuan's thundering move instantly killed six or seven people, shocking all the students.

(End of this chapter)