Battle Through the Heavens: He possesses extraordinary comprehension and is born a Battle Emperor!

Chapter 89 What? Spatial teleportation?

Faced with the combined skills of Liu Qing and Lin Xiuya, Xiao Chong remained unfazed, standing still. Just when Liu Qing and Lin Xiuya thought they had successfully defeated Xiao Chong, they saw him vanish from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared on the other side of the arena, a mocking smile on his lips, as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than a game for him.

"Spatial teleportation?! How is that possible?!" Liu Qing and Lin Xiuya looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The combined attack of the two was one of the strongest in the entire academy, yet it was easily neutralized.

"Hmph." Xiao Chong's light laugh was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. As his voice fell, the longsword in his hand trembled slightly, and tiny sparks of electricity jumped on the tip of the sword, as if it contained the power of thunder.

The audience erupted in uproar.

No one expected that this match, which was thought to be a foregone conclusion, would take such a dramatic turn.

Those viewers who had initially favored Liu Qing and Lin Xiuya's joint efforts were now filled with shock and confusion.

"Lin Xiuya, haven't you always wanted to see my real kung fu? Well then, let me show you what real kung fu is!" Xiao Chong's figure flashed, transforming into a bolt of lightning, instantly closing in on the two. His speed was so fast that even the air seemed to be torn apart by tiny cracks.

"Xiao Chong, you're courting death!" Liu Qing roared angrily, not to be outdone. His Yuan Power surged, and the giant axe in his hand was enveloped in Yuan Power, like a small mountain, heading towards Xiao Chong with overwhelming force.

"Then let's give it a try!" Xiao Chong chuckled, his longsword pointing diagonally at the sky. Just as the sword tip was about to collide with the axe, his sword intent erupted, and the sword light surged, as if tearing through the void, bringing with it a series of sharp whistling sounds.

With a deafening roar, the clash between sword and axe unleashed a massive energy surge, causing the entire arena to tremble. Just when everyone expected a mutually destructive outcome, an astonishing scene unfolded—Xiao Chong's sword tip landed steadily on the axe's surface without even a spark being ignited. Liu Qing and Lin Xiuya, however, paled slightly and involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Just how many secrets does your sword hold?" Lin Xiuya asked breathlessly, his heart filled with an unprecedented sense of defeat.

Xiao Chong sheathed his sword, his smile remaining calm.

"A sword is merely a shell; what is truly powerful is the sword intent within my heart. Although you two are strong, your combined strength lacks that tacit understanding and spiritual connection. A true battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a clash of wisdom and spirit."

"Today's battle ends here."

As soon as Xiao Chong finished speaking, the atmosphere in the arena seemed to return to its usual tranquility, leaving only the audience still immersed in the shock of the scene just now, discussing among themselves.

"Xiao Chong, you have truly impressed me." Liu Qing said in a deep voice, though he was unwilling, he was more impressed by Xiao Chong's strength.

"The outcome between us is still undecided. One day, I will use my true strength to fight you again." Lin Xiuya's eyes burned with fighting spirit; he was not convinced of his defeat.

"I'll be waiting for you anytime." Xiao Chong smiled slightly, turned and left the arena, leaving behind only a proud and unrestrained figure.

"Just how much strength is this guy hiding?" Liu Qing murmured to himself, watching Xiao Chong's departing figure.

"Perhaps that's his charm. He's someone you can never truly understand, someone you can never fully anticipate," Lin Xiuya replied, his tone now tinged with a sense of relief.

From the audience, a girl's voice quietly rang out, filled with admiration: "This man is so handsome!"

The atmosphere in the audience was ignited by the girl's words, like a spring breeze rippling across a lake.

The girls around them responded one after another, shy yet unable to contain their excitement, standing up one by one, waving bouquets or light gauze in their hands, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Little brother, you are our hero!" a girl in a pink dress shouted, her eyes sparkling with an unusual light.

"That's right! So young, yet possessing such astonishing strength and charisma—it's truly irresistible!"

On the other side, a pretty young girl holding a fan echoed, her words filled with admiration.

Lin Xiuya and Liu Qing exchanged a glance, and both of them read a smile in each other's eyes.

This wasn't the first time they'd seen such a scene, but for Xiao Chong, it seemed to cause quite a stir every time.

"Looks like this guy has gained another batch of fans," Lin Xiuya joked, his tone relaxed, but he was secretly impressed.

"Yes, this kid's charm is truly remarkable." Liu Qing shook his head, a helpless yet indulgent smile playing on his lips. "But that's part of his strength, isn't it?"

Just as everyone was discussing the matter, in a corner of the arena, an old man sat quietly, his gaze piercing through the noise and landing directly on the receding figure.

"This child's future achievements are limitless," the old man murmured to himself, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

"I just hope he can stay true to himself and not let fame and fortune blind him."

Time passed slowly, and the crowds gradually dispersed from the plaza outside the arena, leaving only scattered discussions.

Just then, Xiao Chong slowly stepped out of the arena gate.

Sunlight shone on Xiao Chong's resolute face, and the embers of his recent battle flickered in his deep eyes.

Wearing a light purple dress, Zi Yan floated to him almost instantly, like a gentle breeze, her bright eyes full of anticipation.

"Oh, Brother Xiao Chong, you're finally out! The match just now was so exciting! I knew you could do it!"

As Zi Yan spoke, she excitedly circled around Xiao Chong, seemingly oblivious to the occasional strange looks she received from those around her.

Xiao Chong shook his head helplessly, but a gentle smile involuntarily appeared on his lips:

"Ziyan, can't you give me a break? I just finished my competition."

"Brother Xiao Chong, you don't know, I've recently hit a bottleneck in my cultivation, and my progress is so slow."

Zi Yan pouted, gazing expectantly at Xiao Chong, her large, watery eyes seemingly brimming with boundless anticipation.

"I heard that Canaan Academy has a secret chamber that contains some precious pills that can greatly increase cultivation speed."

Xiao Chong gently stroked her head, his eyes full of doting: "Your little head is always filled with these kinds of thoughts. Alright, since you want to go, we'll go take a look, but be careful not to let the dean find out."

Under the hazy moonlight, the two stealthily moved among the well-arranged buildings of Canaan Academy under the cover of darkness. Zi Yan followed closely behind Xiao Chong, her eyes gleaming with a sense of adventure, her heart filled with both nervousness and excitement.

(End of this chapter)