Battle Through the Heavens: Attribute Draw, Top-Tier Comprehension at the Start

"Qin Yu!"

Just as Qin Yu handed the points book to the registration staff, a gloomy voice came from behind him.

He turned around at the sound and saw Bai Cheng standing a few steps away, arms crossed, staring at him with a sinister look.

"Let's settle this once and for all?"

Qin Yu took the initiative to speak, which caused Bai Cheng to frown slightly.

In his memory, Qin Yu was not the kind of hothead who would get angry at the first provocation and only knew the words "get him."

The area near the competition registration area was already bustling with people, and now many trainees had stopped and were whispering among themselves.

Qin Yu is now quite famous in the School of Foreign Languages.

After all, he was only a one-star Dou Zhe when he enrolled, and in just over half a year, he has advanced to Dou Shi. It's hard for him not to attract attention.

"What? If you have something else to take care of, you can go ahead and handle it. I'll be waiting for you anytime."

"Heh, junior, you're quite the straightforward one. Please, then."

Bai Cheng's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and turned to stride towards the arena.

Stepping onto the arena, Bai Cheng flipped his right hand, and a long spear appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The gun barrel was about seven feet long, the tip of the gun gleamed with a cold, eerie light, and the shaft was faintly engraved with snake-scale-like patterns.

Bai Cheng held a gun in one hand, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground. His fighting spirit surged around him, and a layer of fighting spirit veil slowly emerged, enveloping his body.

Seven Star Fighter.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Yu spread his hands, and his fighting spirit condensed between his palms. The dark brown earth-attribute fighting spirit was faintly tinged with gray-white.

Unless you're completely out of your mind, you can easily handle Bai Cheng's spear technique by directly confronting his spear tip with the metal elemental fighting spirit generated from earth elemental energy.

As the referee finished speaking, Bai Cheng stepped forward with his right foot, and the tip of his spear, carrying a sharp gust of wind, pierced straight into Qin Yu's chest.

Qin Yu remained calm and dodged to the side, his right palm striking the side of the gun barrel precisely, deflecting the trajectory of the gun tip by three points.

The hard, metallic edge of his palm struck the gun barrel, producing a crisp metallic clang.

Bai Cheng's wrist jerked as he felt the force coming from the gun barrel, and he was slightly startled.

But he didn't stop. He flicked the shaft, and the tip of the gun drew an arc as it swept across from the side.

Qin Yu took a half step back, slapped the gun barrel open with his left hand again, and simultaneously reached forward with his right hand to grab Bai Cheng's wrist that was holding the gun.

Bai Cheng hurriedly drew his gun to defend, holding the barrel horizontally in front of him to block Qin Yu's palm strike.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Bai Cheng staggered back two steps, his hand slightly numb.

"Hiss...Isn't this guy supposed to have the same earth-attribute battle aura as me? How come he's so tough?"

Qin Yu seized the opportunity to catch up, but Bai Cheng's spear stance suddenly changed. The spear tip began to move in a strange arc, like a venomous snake that would devour its prey, its movements unpredictable and making it difficult to predict from which direction the next strike would come.

"The Dance of the Eight-Headed Serpent"

Bai Cheng's spear fighting technique was something he had seen before while watching a battle. It consisted of eight moves, each with several variations, totaling at least twenty or thirty different attack routes.

Moreover, the spear's movements are like a snake, cunning and unpredictable, its greatest strength being its ability to confuse opponents, making it impossible to defend against.

"Let's see how you handle this."

Bai Cheng smiled, seemingly very confident in his marksmanship. However, Qin Yu's response almost made Bai Cheng's jaw drop.

His figure moved nimbly and twirled among the shadows of the spears, and even without using any movement techniques, Bai Cheng still couldn't touch the hem of his clothes.

No matter how unorthodox a marksmanship may be, it ultimately depends on the skill of the person using it.

By observing the movements of his shoulders, hips, and wrists, Qin Yu could completely predict Bai Cheng's intentions, even with his unpredictable marksmanship, and anticipate how Bai Cheng would strike next.

"hateful!"

The Eight-Headed Serpent Dance consumes a lot of battle qi. After performing more than a dozen moves in a row, Bai Cheng's battle qi veil had dimmed a bit.

Can't delay any longer.

A ruthless glint flashed in Bai Cheng's eyes, and he suddenly retreated, putting several feet of distance between himself and Qin Yu.

He gripped the gun barrel with both hands, and his fighting spirit surged wildly into the gun. The snake scale patterns on the black gun seemed to come alive and began to slowly writhe.

The fighting spirit at the tip of the spear seemed to condense into the phantom of a snake's head, its fangs bared.

"Eight-Headed Serpent Slash!"

Bai Cheng roared and leaped high into the air, his spear wrapped in eight serpentine battle qi, slashing fiercely down at Qin Yu from mid-air!

Bai Cheng showed no mercy in this move.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuan, sitting in the audience, had a flash of excitement in his eyes.

The Earth-Splitting Eight-Headed Serpent Slash is Bai Cheng's strongest killing move, and it is with this move that he has secured his place in the top fifty.

Qin Yu looked up at the menacing Bai Cheng and slapped his hands together in front of him.

"Smack."

A crisp round of applause rang out on the stage.

The next second, the ground of the arena began to tremble violently, as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years had been awakened, and an earthy yellow light spread out from under Qin Yu's feet.

The ground began to rise, collapse, and rise again, layer by layer, like waves.

The stone slabs on the arena were as fragile as paper in the face of this force, easily torn apart and blown away.

Bai Cheng's Earth-Splitting Eight-Headed Serpent Slash came down.

Eight serpentine battle energies slammed into the ground, but Qin Yu was no longer there.

The rolling ground lifted and pushed him up, as if he were standing on the back of a giant dragon.

"What kind of fighting technique is this?"

Bai Cheng's pupils constricted sharply. He had seen many earth-attribute fighting techniques, but none could make the entire earth churn as if it were alive...

It's impossible to use this skill at least at the Battle Master stage.

What alarmed him even more was that, under Qin Yu's control, the earth's churning and cracking force was already crashing down on him.