Magic: Reincarnate from high-voltage electricity at the start, level up independently.

The sudden, stern shout stunned the entire audience.

Tang Xiaoran's second slap, which was raised in mid-air, suddenly stopped.

"That's enough!"

Wang Jian's voice was as cold as ice.

Before Tang Xiaoran could speak, her body began to disintegrate into data, and her consciousness was forcibly extracted.

Chu Hong was the same.

The two figures disappeared together in the virtual arena.

The people in the stands looked at each other in bewilderment.

So?

"Oh, my dear, go in peace. I will carry your will and fight my way out of this encirclement." Xu Wan sighed softly, looking regretful.

In a secluded corner, Chu Ge closed his eyes in deep thought, his brows furrowed, and a rare look of confusion on his face.

She couldn't understand why Tang Xiaoran slapped Chu Hong in the end, as if she had a deep-seated hatred for him.

But this is for the best.

Chu Ge secretly thought that Chu Hong had had a smooth life since childhood and had basically never experienced any setbacks.

This is precisely why he became twisted and developed inappropriate thoughts about his younger sister.

Therefore, that slap was actually a good medicine for Chu Hong, coming at just the right time.

Avoid arrogance and impetuosity, calm your mind and temper your will.

After this minor incident, the competition continued as usual.

The two groups were locked in a fierce battle.

After this incident, everyone became much more polite, deferring to each other on the stage and letting the other person make the first move.

Xu Wan was the seventh player to go on stage, and her opponent was the fifth-ranked student from No. 2 Middle School.

Both were mid-level mages, but Xu Wan's level was clearly a step higher. Her control and use of magic was also much more skillful than during the monthly exam, leaving her opponent with no chance to fight back.

But... she's become even more of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur).

In the center of the arena, Xu Wan was surrounded by swirling water vapor and a brilliant azure light.

She pointed forward with one finger, her eyes flashing with a sharp light, her voice booming:

"Listen, primordial water spirit slumbering in the depths of countless worlds!"

"In the name of Empress Xu Wan, I forge the Pact of the Tides!"

"Break through illusion, sever chaos, and draw the myriad streams of the starry sea back to this body!"

"Let the ocean judge!"

"Let the flood drown all evil!"

"Using the heavens as a vessel, and the stars as a guide!"

"Flow on, endless ocean!"

"Roar, eternal raging waves!"

"Descend, my ultimate water-based technique—"

"Ocean Judgment: The End of the Vast Ocean!!!"

The moment the incantation ended, the water vapor around Xu Wan exploded, transforming into a giant azure wave that swept across the arena.

The next moment, a torrent powerful enough to devour everything surged forth with overwhelming force.

The moment the final, surging sea broke through the sky, the opponent's expression froze.

The terrifying tidal force descended, and before the man could even scream, he was instantly crushed and vanished into code.

Between heaven and earth, only a mist of water slowly drifted down.

Xu Wan stood in the center of the field with her hands behind her back, and the blue light gradually faded.

Her gaze swept indifferently over the surroundings, like that of a deity, and she softly recited:

"Having endured fifty-four tribulations, the clouds of calamity still obscure the sky."

"His inner light shines upon all living beings, and his fists wield sword energy that sweeps across the northern plains."

"Pilgrims, devout and sincere, come from across the sea..."

"Listen to the final funeral song; before the absolute tide, all resistance is futile."

As soon as he finished speaking, the stands fell into dead silence, and then erupted into thunderous cheers.

"This scene with the class monitor gave me a sense of déjà vu; it seems to be a girl named Huihui..."

"Holy crap, Xu Baisheng from Donghai No. 1 High School, is that you? May I ask, sir, do you know any sword techniques that involve raising one hand above your head?"

"Don't make your Uncle Qin laugh," someone chimed in. "He doesn't even have many sword Dao traces or sword Dao immortal Gu. He almost got stabbed to death by Feng Jiuge with a beggar's version of the Five Fingers Fist Heart Sword."

Even the students from No. 2 High School had to admit their admiration.

"As expected of the top students at No. 1 High School, only Chu Hongye You at his peak could withstand this move."

"With her here, the outcome is already decided today."

When Xu Wan returned to the stands, Chu Ge happened to get up.

The two brushed past each other, and Chu Ge spoke calmly:

"That move you just made was pretty good."

"What do you want to do?"

Xu Wan raised an eyebrow, as if she had thought of something, and glared at her, "Chu Ge, you're not thinking of stealing my skills again, are you?"

"Um."

Xu Wan instantly became agitated: "You bastard! You can't be this shameless!"

"I spent ages coming up with these lyrics! Do you know how much effort I put into them?!"

"I know," Chu Ge nodded calmly.

To be able to string out such a long string without getting stuck, it's clear that they've put in the effort.

Xu Wan: "...You knew it, yet you still stole it."

Chu Ge: "It's a private horse race, because I can't think of anything else."

Xu Wan: "..."

"...You're quite honest."

She watched Chu Ge's retreating figure walk onto the stage, took a deep breath, and tried to comfort herself.

"Xu Wan, calm down."

"As the older cousin, I'll just consider it an advance payment of part of the dowry to that love-struck younger cousin."

"Yes, this is the betrothal gift for Chu Ge!"

When the topic of betrothal gifts came up, Xu Wan suddenly paused.

She recalled a day after school when she chatted with Tang Xiaoran.

The setting sun cast its rays on the street as Tang Xiaoran kept swiping her phone.

She stared intently at the photo album of Chu Ge that she had just secretly taken, chuckling foolishly, almost drooling from the corners of her mouth.

"Hakiran?"

Seeing the other woman's infatuated expression, Xu Wan leaned closer to take a look and was immediately stunned.

In the video, a white-haired girl is napping on a table. Sunlight streams through the window and falls on her face. A gentle breeze ruffles her hair, and her fair face is flushed with a light pink. The scene is clean and gentle.

But upon closer inspection—

The girl had drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, which spilled onto the table, and she was muttering to herself:

"Ugh... I can't fit it in... I can't fit it in..."

"Hehe... Crystal cores... So many crystal cores... I'm about to break through..."

"It's almost done... Daoist Master, I'm almost... done..."

Xu Wan stood in the wind, completely bewildered.

She simply couldn't understand why anyone would laugh so hard at a video of a teenage girl drooling and talking in her sleep.

How is this any different from being a pervert?

Xu Wan: I don't understand.

But as the class monitor, her cousin, and her best friend, she had to correct Tang Xiaoran's values.

She said in a deep voice, "Hakiran, isn't that... a little too lewd?"

I advise you to delete it immediately.

"Really?" Tang Xiaoran looked up, her eyes innocent and pure. "But I think it's super cute. Don't you think so? I'm already planning to go home and import it into my computer to play on repeat 24/7."

Xu Wan was still persistent, and said seriously, "Tang Xiaoran, as an ambitious young person, do you still remember those twenty-four words?"

"Memorize it now, immediately, right away."

"Of course I remember."

Tang Xiaoran spoke with confidence, her words flowing effortlessly:

"Songs of Chu, songs of Chu, songs of Chu, songs of Chu."

"Songs of Chu, songs of Chu, songs of Chu, songs of Chu."

"Patriotism, Chu songs, Chu songs, Chu songs."

Xu Wan: "..."

She looked at Tang Xiaoran, speechless for a moment.

"...It's alright," she silently comforted herself. "At least she remembers one thing, there's still hope..."

If she can't remember any of them, she really needs to consider sending her to a juvenile correctional center.

Seeing Tang Xiaoran looking down at the photo and grinning foolishly again, Xu Wan casually teased:

"If Chu Ge really gets together with you, how much dowry are you prepared to give?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaoran paused, and actually began to think about it seriously.

After a moment, she spoke softly:

"If it's Chu Ge, I'll give her as much as she wants."

"What if she wants a googler?"

"Then I'll find a way to get it."

Tang Xiaoran looked at Xu Wan with a clean and earnest smile, her eyes filled with sincerity and affection. "As long as she's happy, that's all that matters."

Xu Wan: "..."

"Fine, whatever makes you happy."

What else is there to say?

That makes you a pure lover.

She snapped out of her reverie and turned her gaze back to the ring.

On the stage, two girls faced each other from a distance.

A white-haired man with red eyes, his demeanor as cold and aloof as frost.

A black dress with pigtails, a gothic Lolita style.