In the game "High Martial Arts," players start with the blessing of the Martial God.

"Oh?"

Song Zhirou seemed a little surprised, after all, Chen Jun had never won against these two in previous battles.

How do you know?

Seeing her serious expression, as if she genuinely wanted to ask for advice, Ji Ming felt a strange sensation rise in his heart.

Without much thought, he continued to look at the arena. At this moment, the battle between the two was in full swing. Chen Jun, with a blood-red phantom above his head, was wielding his spear and was constantly getting closer. In close combat, a mage is no match for a martial artist.

As a genius in the mage class, Luke Wen naturally understood this principle, but he did not take to the air. Firstly, the arena was limited in size, making it easy for him to be knocked down. Secondly, flying consumed too much energy, and he was not confident that he could break through Chen Jun's tortoise shell before running out of magic power.

A gentle breeze blew beneath Luke's feet, keeping him at a safe distance, while magic surged wildly in his hands, unleashing Fire Rain and Golden Blade spells as if they were free, causing Chen Jun's blood-red phantom to fade more and more.

He was muttering incantations, clearly preparing a powerful move to deliver the final blow.

Judging from the situation on the field, Chen Jun's defeat was inevitable.

Most people in the room thought so, including Song Zhirou. So why did Ji Ming think Chen Jun could win?

Song Zhirou looked at him, eager to know the answer. Gu Yi was also watching the battle not far away, but his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care much about who won or lost.

Ji Ming remained calm, his tone even yet firm, "Because Chen Jun has further developed his own talent!"

"Huh? What?"

Song Zhirou was startled, and Gu Yi also paused slightly, unable to resist casting a glance at her.

Before they could even ask a question, Chen Jun gave the answer.

"drink!"

"Luke Wen, you're doomed this time!"

Chen Jun's blood-red aura trembled, deflecting countless fiery meteors. Lu Kewen's expression darkened, and he scoffed disdainfully, "How arrogant!"

"Haha, you'll soon find out if I'm being arrogant. This was originally a trick prepared for Gu Yi, but today I'll test it on you first!"

"ha!"

Chen Jun formed hand seals, his internal energy surging wildly, and then shouted, "Iron-Blooded Soul Shadow, transform!"

The next moment, the blood shadow covering him solidified rapidly, transforming into a heavily armored and wielding iron-blooded general. An extremely strong sense of oppression emanated from him, as if one could smell the blood and feel as if they were on a battlefield.

"Iron-Blooded Soul Shadow, Kill!"

With a sharp shout, Chen Jun drew his sword and slashed out. A streak of blood-red light flew out with lightning speed, reflecting Lu Kewen's frozen expression in the crimson light.

"I don't believe it!"

Luke Wen roared.

"Golden Blazing Sword, unleash!"

He finally unleashed his long-prepared trump card, determined to fight back with all his might!

"Buzz!"

A crisp sword cry resounded through the sky. A magic circle lit up beneath Luke's feet, and a massive, pure gold sword interwoven with flames extended from it. This was the strongest technique he had combined with his innate talent.

"go!"

Luke pointed at the sword, thrusting it forward with force, and the Golden Blazing Sword emitted a clear hum as it pierced through.

"boom!"

The crimson ribbon collided with the golden fire greatsword, producing a deafening sound. Golden fire intertwined, and bloodlust permeated the air. The arena was filled with aftershocks of energy. A hemispherical energy shield rose up, blocking all the aftershocks and preventing them from reaching the classroom.

The students present all stared wide-eyed at the scene, clearly the intense battle between the two on stage had exceeded everyone's expectations.

"It's really true? How did he do that?"

Song Zhirou's red lips parted slightly, as if she couldn't believe it. Gu Yi's pupils also contracted, and his expression was no longer nonchalant.

Ji Ming shrugged, a hint of amazement hidden in his eyes.

These individuals with extraordinary talents are truly blessed by heaven; no wonder they possess the power to contend with the top races of all realms.

Chen Jun's extraordinary talent, [Iron-Blooded Soul Shadow], is no secret. It is a talent that combines cultivation and combat.

During cultivation, one can refine a large number of treasures related to "blood" to accelerate cultivation and weaken bottlenecks. In battle, it transforms into the blood-colored projection from before, possessing both defensive and offensive capabilities.

However, talent is not static; it can be developed according to the owner's abilities. Chen Jun has clearly made a breakthrough in this regard. His Blood Shadow has become more refined and has added some attack methods, resulting in a qualitative change in its power.

Clearly, Chen Jun is ahead of everyone else in terms of talent development, even Gu Yi hasn't reached that level!

As for why he was able to detect it in advance?

Alas, it's all thanks to the Qian Tian Yi Qi Gong. His sensitivity to the energy of heaven and earth is now far greater than that of ordinary Jade Purity Realm cultivators. From the very beginning, he noticed that the energy gathered by Chen Jun was not right, and seeing the changes in his blood shadow, everything became clear.

"Who's winning?"

The venue remained silent for a long time, until someone asked a question.

At this moment, the aftershocks on the stage subsided, and clarity returned. Lu Kewen was lying on the ground, pale and ragged, while Chen Jun, though breathing unsteadily, stood tall and proud not far away.

He won this time!

"Hahaha!"

Chen Jun let out a long burst of laughter, feeling smug and triumphant. His gaze swept around, first grabbing Ji Ming, then looking at Gu Yi.

Since that monthly exam, Chen Jun has realized that it would be difficult for him to surpass Ji Ming in martial arts skills, and that he would be no match for the latter once his cultivation level improved!

So what should we do?

Innate talent!

After much deliberation, Chen Jun came to this conclusion: in terms of innate talent, he far surpassed Ji Ming. If he wanted to maintain his advantage over Ji Ming, developing his talent was his only way.

To his surprise, he had such a keen understanding of talent development; everything went smoothly, and he achieved results in just a few days.

"Ji Ming, I really need to thank you!"

Chen Jun muttered to himself, admitting that because of his Star King body, he harbored the intention to compete with Ji Ming. In the past, Ji Ming gradually became mediocre due to the limitations of his innate talent, and he disdained bullying the weak. But now that Ji Ming has risen like a comet, he felt that the two of them were bound to have a battle!

"Good! Very good!"

Chen Jun looked down on the entire field, feeling invincible. Sure enough, his opponents only made him stronger!

"Gu Yi, come up and fight!"

Chen Jun's voice was powerful. Lu Kewen was just an appetizer. His goal today was to remove the mountain that was blocking the Baichuan region, Gu Yi!

"Whoosh!"

The entire audience erupted in cheers. They had thought it would just be a casual sparring match, but they never expected to witness such a spectacular show. Everyone turned to look at Gu Yi.

Ji Ming and Song Zhirou's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of curiosity as they wanted to probe into the true strength of this person.

Chen Jun in his current state should be able to take this seriously, right?

Gu Yi's gaze remained calm, as if his earlier attention was merely an illusion. He slightly opened his eyes and glanced at Chen Jun, seemingly showing some impatience.

"One move!"

"What?"

Chen Jun was taken aback.

The next moment, Gu Yi appeared directly on the arena, his movements as swift as a ghost, and no one noticed how he got there.

Chen Jun became alert, a bad premonition suddenly creeping into his heart.

"Are you ready?"

Gu Yi said calmly.

"boom!"

In an instant, a thunderous roar flashed across the arena, and a figure was sent flying backward, falling asleep immediately.

"hiss!"

Upon closer inspection, Chen Jun was lying on the ground, his eyes rolled back and he had fainted. On the other side, "Gu Yi" on the arena gradually disappeared, revealing that it was just an afterimage, while the real person had already appeared at the entrance of the arena.

As he stepped out, a calm voice rang out, "His talent development is commendable, but his overall strength is still just average!"