Swallowed Starry Sky Starts from the Secret Realm of the End of the World

Chapter 9 Battle with Bo Ming

The clear and long bell sounds echoed in the sky, and the lively atmosphere in the final examination venue reached its peak at this time.

Directly south of the venue, three figures emitting a powerful aura sat upright.

The first person on the left is Teacher Vala, who is dressed in blood-red armor and has an extraordinary aura.

There was a faint blood-red light flowing on the armor, as if it contained some ancient and powerful power, exuding endless majesty and domineering, which was daunting.

On the far right is a middle-aged man with a stern and tense expression.

The most eye-catching thing is his pair of eyes made entirely of lightning. They jump and flash in his eye sockets from time to time, releasing terrifying lightning and thunderous sounds that make people dare not look directly at them.

There was an indescribable majesty and coldness emanating from this middle-aged man, which made people feel awe and fear involuntarily.

"Haha, this college's final exam is quite lively."

Sitting in the main seat in the middle, a thin old man in a light blue robe, with a kind and amiable face, looked at the hot atmosphere in the venue below with a smile and couldn't help laughing.

"In previous final exams, the situation was relatively clear. But today's exam was a little unpredictable."

Teacher Vala on the left said with a smile.

"What's so unpredictable? That Bo Ming has won first place in the lower grades many times. With the help of the resource rewards he received, he has already reached the ninth level of the universe level, and he also has a good level of understanding of the law of wood."

"Not to mention the lower grades, even among the higher grades, I'm afraid he's at the top."

"That Feng Hui you're optimistic about is not bad, but he's only been born for a year and has too little time to practice. Even if he has great talent, there's probably still a big gap between him and Bo Ming."

The middle-aged man on the right whose eyes were made entirely of lightning said in a cold voice.

"Haha, just keep watching and you'll know. I'm afraid your famous Thunder Eyes will make a mistake today."

Teacher Wala smiled calmly.

"Really? Then I'd like to take a closer look at what's so special about this student that makes you so confident." The stern middle-aged man snorted.

"Alright, alright, just watch quietly. After all these years, you two still love to argue. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the students?"

The thin old man in the middle was obviously accustomed to the dispute between the two. His seemingly turbid eyes looked towards the seats of the younger students, and his sight rested on the student with two dark green dragon horns on his head.

"I think this little fellow is somewhat unusual. Let's wait and see what happens."

"Let's not talk about this for now. The bell has rung. Let's announce the start of the final exam." The thin old man waved his hand.

"Yes, Dean."

The stern middle-aged man nodded upon hearing this, stood up, and swept his thunderous gaze across the entire room. His deep and powerful voice rumbled like thunder in the ears of every student.

"The time has come, and the final exam has officially begun. Compete with your peers, but remember not to kill anyone!"

"You all know the rules. According to the draw, two people will go on stage, and the loser will be eliminated."

"Yes!"

In the venue, the huge crowd of people all stood up and responded respectfully.

The cold and stern middle-aged man waved his hand calmly, "If that's the case... let's get started."

"Boom"

After he waved his hand, another loud bell rang out, and in an instant it spread throughout the academy.

"Swish"

A group of students came on stage in pairs according to the order of the draw and started the competition.

The teachers who were originally sitting behind the three of them also came to the side of the arena and acted as referees, saving students when they were in danger.

The competition continued and Feng Hui went on stage several times, but his opponent was too weak and the fight ended quickly.

Finally, it was Feng Hui's turn to fight against Bo Ming.

The two of them came on stage at the same time and stood facing each other.

"I'll let you know that you are not worthy of being favored by Teacher Vala."

Bo Ming stared at Feng Hui fiercely and said slowly.

"Oh, so that's the reason. In this case, I can only defeat you to prove my qualifications." Feng Hui smiled and pursed his lips.

"No matter how eloquent you are, it still won't work. You are too young to defeat me!"

Bo Ming's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he took a step forward. The mighty force swept out of his body without reservation. He had made up his mind to exert all his strength and defeat Feng Hui at a lightning speed.

He wanted to prove to Teacher Wala that only he was qualified to be valued, and Feng Hui was just a fool who was misjudged.

Sensing Bo Ming's fierce pressure, Feng Hui took a deep breath and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.

Bo Ming was already at the ninth level of the cosmic realm, and although he had the help of Teacher Wala, he was only one year old and was only at the fifth level of the cosmic realm, four small realms behind Bo Ming.

Moreover, Bo Ming has been ranked first in the lower grades for many times, and he has mastered advanced secret techniques in cultivation, and his understanding of the law of wood should not be underestimated.

It seems that I have to show my real ability.

As soon as he entered the competition, Bo Ming's face was covered with a layer of indifference. He indeed had no intention of warming up. With a low roar, his whole body became murderous, and grass-green air currents kept surging around his body. He held a golden broadsword in his hand, and an astonishingly sharp wave emanated from it.

Bo Ming took a sudden step forward, and a shadow appeared on the spot.

His body turned into a streak of light, and in an instant, he displayed his strongest sword technique! The golden sword cut through the space, carrying an astonishing chill, and chopped down at Feng Hui as fast as lightning.

In an instant, a sword light that swept across the world and destroyed everything came towards them.

Feng Hui's eyes focused. Under this knife, his aura was completely locked, and the surrounding space was condensed.

Before the blade fell, the sharp aura had already left deep marks on the bluestone arena.

But at the moment when the knife was about to hit Feng Hui, Feng Hui flipped his palm and a black long knife appeared in his hand. It arrived first and collided fiercely with the golden knife.

Suddenly sparks flew everywhere, the sound of metal resounded around the ring, and a violent gust of wind erupted from the place where the fight took place. Bo Ming's body shook, and he was knocked back several steps by the huge force.

However, Bo Ming's combat experience was obviously richer. The moment he retreated, the golden sword light burst out again, turning into dozens of light shadows, and slashed towards Feng Hui fiercely.

"Swish"

Feng Hui's figure on the ring suddenly disappeared.

He moved, flashed a knife, and appeared on the other side of the ring. He stared at Bo Ming on the ring, and his eyes gradually became boiling with fighting spirit.

"You have some ability. Since you want to fight, let's fight to our heart's content!"

"buzz"

In an instant, two Feng Huis appeared in the ring, and the two figures were rushing towards Bo Ming at an incredibly terrifying speed.

"what?"

Bo Ming, who was holding the golden sword, was shocked. The most frightening thing in a battle is not being able to identify the target.

"One of these two Feng Hui must be fake. But from what I sense with the Force, they are both real. How is that possible?"

It's very simple to create an illusion.

In fact, for cosmic-level beings like Bo Ming, with their astonishing moving speed, in the eyes of ordinary people, due to the persistence of vision, a series of afterimages will be produced, as if they are all phantoms of the body.

But in fact, no matter how fast you move, you are still one person!

In the Force perception of a strong man of the same level, there is no way to escape.

"What? Space phantom!"

The teachers next to the ring were very casual before, watching the fight between students on the ring without caring, but now they all exclaimed in surprise.

"The original law of space!"

"It's the law of space!"

"And his comprehension is quite high, not much worse than his comprehension of the law of the origin of wood. He can even distort space and produce the effect of phantom."

"This kid, if I remember correctly, was born just one year ago!"

"Our academy hasn't produced such a peerless genius in many years."

He comprehended the laws of wood and space at the same time, and his comprehended them very deeply. And he is only a little guy who was born one year ago. This is simply incredible.

(End of this chapter)