Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

The voice was soft and lacked any persuasiveness.

"Really? But now, you're already in my hands."

As he spoke, he gently bounced the little guy on his back.

Zhu Zhuqing was jolted upwards by the jolt, then fell back onto his back, her small body pressed even closer to his.

She exclaimed "Ah!" and quickly wrapped her little arms around his neck, clinging to him.

Liu Erlong followed closely, listening to their conversation, his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

She finally couldn't help but speak, her voice carrying a hint of danger:

"If you're going to carry her, then carry her properly and stop talking nonsense."

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of warning, his gaze lingering on Yue Qingge for a moment, "Also, she's only six years old."

"Ahem, okay, teacher." Yue Qingge immediately composed herself and answered seriously.

The others who saw this also covered their mouths and chuckled.

Hu Liena had somehow ended up beside Yue Qingge, her sweat dampening the stray hairs on her forehead, which clung to her fair skin.

She moved closer to him, her foxy eyes full of mischief.

Her red lips moved silently, gesturing a few words.

"Junior brother is really fickle..."

She didn't utter the last word, but Yue Qingge clearly saw the shape of her lips.

When Nobuko uttered that word, it peeked out slightly, flashing between her lips and teeth, carrying a hint of playfulness and provocation.

He glared at her.

Hu Liena flicked her tongue and ran off with a grin.

Liya also moved closer. Unlike Hu Liena, she didn't tease her, but instead leaned close to Yue Qingge's ear and whispered:

"If you want... you can contact me. But don't bully a six-year-old child."

But Zhu Zhuqing still overheard these words.

The little one peeked out from under Yue Qingge's shoulder, asking sleepily with the innocent charm and confusion typical of children.

"Big brother, how are you going to bully me?"

Holy crap, that was a critical hit.

He quickly shook his head, took a deep breath, and banished those inappropriate thoughts.

"Don't make a sound, I'm going to speed up."

He suddenly exerted force with his feet, his body shot out like an arrow, constantly diverting attention.

As dusk falls.

The women had already collapsed onto the grass, completely losing their composure, to rest.

As far as the eye can see, there are snow hares undulating.

The air was filled with the unique fragrance of young girls, which blended into a strange scent that brushed against Yue Qingge.

Hu Liena lay on her back on the grass, her long hair scattered among the blades of grass, a few strands clinging to her flushed cheeks.

Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her red lips were slightly parted, and her breath was soft and long.

After everyone had rested for a while, Liu Erlong came forward.

"Slap, clap."

The crisp sound of clapping drew everyone's attention to her.

"Alright, now we can proceed with the next step."

His gaze swept across everyone's faces, finally lingering for a moment on Yue Qingge. A meaningful glint flashed in his almond-shaped eyes before he began to speak:

"All of you, attack Yue Qingge alone."

Upon hearing this, a low gasp of surprise rippled through the grass.

Liu Erlong added unhurriedly, "But Yue Qingge cannot release her pressure to end the match directly."

He looked at Yue Qingge: "If there are no objections, we can begin now."

Yue Qingge looked around.

Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuqing, Ye Lingling, Meng Yiran, Hu Liena, Liya... plus others, a total of twenty-two.

One against twenty-two.

The advantage lies with me.

"I'm fine."

The others looked at each other and shook their heads to indicate that they had no objections.

Seeing this, Liu Erlong quickly assigned them to different formations.

High-attack and agility-based characters are positioned in the front row, while support and control characters are positioned in the back row to provide support.

"Let's begin."

The moment the words left his mouth, the airflow across the entire playground suddenly became turbulent.

The soul power of various elements came from all directions.

The colorful soul skills intertwined in the air to form an impenetrable net, descending upon Yue Qingge.

At the same time, three agile attackers had already circled around from the flanks to his back, their movements as fast as ghosts, attempting to launch a surprise attack from his blind spot.

They attacked from both sides, leaving no room for escape.

However, Yue Qingge did not even try to dodge the overwhelming attack.

He simply took a step forward.

A ring of frost emanated from the grass beneath his feet, radiating outwards from him.

The Frosty Moon Bow appeared in his palm; his right hand rested on the bowstring, and he gently pulled it back.

With each step the distance increased, a ring of icy blue ripples spread outwards from its body.

The two closest wind blades collided with the ripples, instantly freezing into ice crystals that hovered in mid-air, maintaining their rotating shape.

Three fireballs crashed in, freezing the flames into orange-red ice sculptures.

Ripples spread outwards in concentric circles, drawing away and condensing all the moisture in the air wherever they passed.

The moment the bowstring is pulled to its limit—

All attacks, all soul skills, and all elements were condensed in mid-air.

It was precisely positioned at a distance of three to ten feet from Yue Qingge.

The entire playground was completely silent.

Those that circled around and maintained their forward-rushing posture remained suspended in mid-air.

Zhu Zhuyun's claws stopped just three inches from the back of Yue Qingge's neck, the claws still glowing with the light of soul power.

Everyone's expression froze at that moment.

Liu Erlong's brows furrowed more and more, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on the ice bow in Yue Qingge's hand, growing increasingly alarmed with each glance.

Just how many trump cards does this guy have up his sleeve?

A slight smile played on Yue Qingge's lips.

"First Soul Skill! Starfall from the Nine Heavens!"

The bowstring vibrated, emitting a humming sound like a dragon's roar.

The arrow shot through the air, trailing a long, icy blue flame.

When it reached its highest point in the sky above the playground, the arrow suddenly exploded.

Like the most dazzling fireworks in the night sky, or like stars falling from the heavens.

Countless streams of light poured down, landing precisely in the crowd.

However, beneath the beauty lies a destructive force.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ground shook violently, sending debris flying and dust billowing up.

The playground was riddled with ravines, crisscrossing and shocking to behold.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the playground was completely unrecognizable.

In that instant, only six out of the twenty-two people remained standing on the field.

Moreover, this was the result of Yue Qingge holding back her strength.

Hu Liena knelt on one knee, a fine layer of sweat beading on her forehead.

Looking at the deep ravines around them and their sisters lying paralyzed on the ground, their eyes were filled with shock:

"Junior brother's strength... how can he be so amazing..."

Take a deep breath, steady yourself, and leap up from the ground.

As his second spirit ring lit up, his figure suddenly became ethereal, rushing towards Yue Qingge like a fox shadow.

The speed was astonishing, yet the real body kept cutting through the afterimages.

The change is elusive and difficult to capture.

Liya stood in the back row, her long, dark hair flying in the wind, her blue eyes gleaming with a deep light.

Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Gift

The mental detection, like an invisible tentacle, takes Yue Qingge's every move into its perception and then transmits this information to everyone on the field.

Hu Liena provides direct support, Liya provides overall strategic support, and Zhu Zhuyun waits for the opportune moment to deliver a fatal blow.

Just as Yue Qingge was about to draw her bow again, a ripple suddenly appeared in her mind.

That was a mental shock to Liya, like an invisible wave.

It was an attempt to break through his mental defenses. His movements faltered slightly; his hand, drawing the bow, paused.

But that's all.

Calming his mind, he drew the bowstring taut once more.

One arrow, and the world is shaken!

Upon seeing this, Liya immediately began to chant.

The singing, like layers of ocean waves, intertwined with the previous spiritual impact, forming a duet that transformed into an even more surging spiritual wave, sweeping towards Yue Qingge.

However, before the spiritual waves could touch Yue Qingge's body, they were completely blocked by an invisible barrier, not even lifting a single corner of his clothes.

At the same time, Huliena was hit head-on by that arrow.

The arrow exploded in front of her, its icy blue light engulfing her figure, sending her flying and tumbling through the air.

It spun twice before landing heavily.

But at the very last moment after landing, she smiled.

Because one-

Zhu Zhuyun had already arrived behind Yue Qingge.

She was never the main attacker; from the beginning, she was just covering for others.

Hu Liena's charge and Liya's mental assault were all for this moment.

This allows Zhu Zhuyun to approach Yue Qingge's blind spot undetected.

The black phantom of the spirit cat solidified behind Yue Qingge, its claws already raised high, the tips of which were wrapped with black soul power.

A smirk played on his lips, and a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes.

She was determined to succeed with this strike.