The Great Ruler wanted to lie down but was thrown into the Spirit Road.

Chapter 97 The Tournament Begins

As the martial arts practitioners sensed the horrifying commotion in the distance, their lips twitched slightly. It had been quite a while since they had fought Yun Mo, and they only knew some of his techniques.

However, judging from the power displayed by Yun Mo's punch that suppressed heaven and earth, even if they faced this punch, with their cultivation levels sealed, they could only run away if they could.

"How did they cultivate like this? The gap wasn't this big before—" Wu Ling blasted away his old rival's attack with his staff, but couldn't help but look over there.

In his eyes, the surging spiritual energy, superimposed with unparalleled divine might, was far more powerful than his staff intent.

Moreover, the ethereal spiritual power containing the characteristics of space and time was so strange that it was indescribable. It almost made him feel that Yun Mo's figure was in another space and time, as if I could hit you, but you couldn't hit me.

Even that terrifying physical strength was far beyond what he could currently contend with, considering he had also cultivated the Body Tempering Scripture.

"I'll be waiting for you inside."

Yun Mo put away one of the points, looked at the several people who were still fighting fiercely, and nodded with a smile.

After that, he used the points in his hand to create an invisible portal and walked straight into the space of the faintly visible teleportation array.

"Still too slow! I thought you could actually break through this barrier!"

Elder Wu Zhang stood before the teleportation array, watching Yun Mo's figure. He raised his hand and sent a wisp of pure spiritual energy down upon him, cleansing his body without affecting his current spirit and energy.

Yun Mo looked at the gradually forming Spirit Academy robes and the unique academy emblem on his body, and smiled slightly, "Even a Supreme Being wouldn't be able to break through that barrier, so how could I, a weakling in the eyes of an elder, possibly have that kind of strength—"

"Kid, calling you a weakling is just a way to spur you on, understand?"

Wu Zhang glared, but then laughed and continued, "Don't feel pressured. With your strength, I believe there won't be anyone who can rival you in the Spirit Academy Tournament."

Even if something unexpected happens, don't be resentful. As long as you remain steadfast in your martial arts heart, your future will never be bleak. The Martial Spirit Academy may not be able to keep you, but it will be your support in the vast world.

"Elder Wu Zhang is right. As long as you are firm in your martial arts heart, this is just a part of your journey to becoming a strong person." Wu Tianwang and some elders appeared from the void and smiled at Yun Mo.

Upon hearing this, Yun Mo felt somewhat dazed, and after a moment of silence, he nodded gently.

Although he didn't stay at the Martial Spirit Academy for long, the martial arts atmosphere there impressed him greatly.

At the same time, the elders of the Martial Arts Tower are not the kind of people who only stick to the old ways.

They also took good care of his cultivation. Basically, they would answer his questions about cultivation in detail, and even help him find the experiences of predecessors regarding those uncomprehending dimensions.

Elder Wu Zhang did not act superior because of his Earthly Supreme realm. On the contrary, he would test him almost every time he finished cultivating, worried that he would get lost in time and space.

Moreover, Elder Wu Ji and the other elders in charge of the Martial Arts Tower, though they complained about the lack of Battle Spirit Points, did not stop him from going to the ninth floor of the Martial Arts Tower to cultivate. In fact, those spiritual techniques about time and space were directly placed in front of him.

Looking back on this time, what's even more regrettable is that he wasn't able to fully experience the unique life of the Martial Spirit Academy, and he also had less interaction with his classmates.

"Buzz—"

Wu Ling, Qing He, Ruo Shui, Wu Yingying, and the other five senior students also passed through the barrier of this space and arrived at the front of the teleportation array.

"Dean! Elders!"

Wu Ling and the others took a deep breath, exchanged glances with those around them, and clasped their hands in unison towards the several imposing figures in front of them.

"Alright! The ten spots have finally been decided!"

Yun Mo, Wu Ling, Qing He — you will represent Wu Ling Academy in the Wu Ling Academy Tournament!

This time, fight for your own martial spirit! Fight for your own future!

Dean Wu Tianwang looked at the soaring fighting spirit of the group, his heroic face filled with satisfaction. Then, he clapped his hands, and the robes and emblems unique to the Martial Spirit Academy slowly condensed on their bodies.

Then, he waved his hand, causing the fifth floor of the Martial Arts Tower, this unique space, to open up and be revealed to all the students outside, causing them to be in an uproar.

The previous spectators had already made them incredibly excited, and as the moment of the final battle approached, their fighting spirit surged even higher. When the final ten stood before them, their clamor shook the very heavens.

"To all students of the Martial Spirit Academy, please send your sincerest wishes to your classmates, your seniors, and all those who have worked hard. May they display their true brilliance in the Martial Spirit Academy Tournament!"

A magnificent sound spread out, reverberating throughout the entire spiritual academy, making the sky seem to move in response.

At the same time, it also ignited a strong fighting spirit in the hearts of all the previous participants and the newly enrolled students.

As they gazed at the ten figures before the teleportation array, their blood began to boil, and their boundless fighting spirit seemed to coalesce into the four spirits of heaven and earth, showering down praises upon the universe.

They roared in unison, "Fight! May our seniors have no regrets, fight for themselves! Fight for the Spirit Academy!"

"Everyone in the Martial Spirit Academy, rises to power through battle, reigns supreme through battle! Fight!" Dean Martial Heaven King and all the elders echoed this sentiment.

They shouted in unison.

Yun Mo, Wu Ling, and the others stood tall, their boundless fighting spirit surging within them, as they shouted in unison, "Rise to power through battle! Sovereign through battle!"

The fighting spirit of the Martial Spirit Academy was as strong as that of the other academies.

At the Northern Cang Spiritual Academy, Shen Cangsheng waved his hand, his resolute face surveying all directions, and stepped into the teleportation array first. Mu Chen and Luo Li also stepped in amidst the blessings of all the students.

Ji Xuan's undeniable confidence shone through his extremely handsome face as he smiled slightly. "Some enemies will finally be completely eliminated in this Spiritual Academy Tournament. I just hope those people can provide me with enough fun—"

In the Myriad Phoenix Spirit Academy, Wen Qingxuan's red lips curved into a smile, her phoenix eyes fluttering slightly. More than a year had passed, and her appearance was undoubtedly even more perfect. Her tall figure and beautiful face seemed to draw the attention of heaven and earth: golden armor and a red skirt clung to her graceful body, revealing her proud curves. Moreover, the phoenix aura emanating from her made her extremely noble, making others feel ashamed of themselves.

The students of Qingtian Spiritual Academy and other powerful spiritual academies also stepped into the radiant teleportation array amidst cheers, leaving their own mark on the Relic Continent.

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