Chapter 100: Chapter 90: Are You Really Planning to Win?

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The surrounding environment was noisy, but with Lin Guang’s level of the Meditation Contract Technique, he could sit in a bustling city and meditate without being disturbed. The deafening cheers occasionally coming from outside couldn’t shake him.

It wasn’t until his phone on the table suddenly vibrated that he opened his eyes and checked his phone.

Miaomiao: [How’s our ace preparing?]

Miaomiao: [I’m in the special seats now, right outside the lounge.]

Lin Guang didn’t respond, instead he put down his phone, said a word to Vishdair, and then pushed the door open and went out.

The lounge had rooms on both the east and west sides, also built on raised platforms of earth and stone. This was a VIP position, where participants could overlook the entire scene. Walking down from these positions amid the embraces and cheers of students on both sides could boost morale and add a sense of ceremony.

Miaomiao was sitting nearby in the special seats, and upon seeing Lin Guang come out, she waved at him vigorously and smiled, “Hello, how’s your status?”

Lin Guang sat next to her, “Not bad. What’s the current score?”

“Meditating again… are you really human?” Miaomiao shook her head slightly, a bit speechless, sighed, and then continued watching the field, “One draw, one loss, it’s all up to Senior Leng now.”

Sitting beside Miaomiao, Lin Guang peered out at the battleground below.

The field’s plot roared under the power source underground, segmented and flipped like a gigantic puzzle, and soon reassembled, quickly changing the field.

It was a golden-yellow desert, where the “Sunny Day” released by a Tier Three Spirit Beast hung above, draining what little moisture there was from the air. The wind blew, constantly changing the shape of the dunes, and numerous quicksand traps were hidden throughout.

“This field is somewhat disadvantageous for Senior Leng, must have been chosen by the opponent.”

Lin Guang couldn’t help but turn his gaze to the girl standing in the desert; her arms crossed, wearing a school-issued dust-proof goggle over her plain face with masculine contours.

Leng Shengnan, a second-year student.

Apart from the third-year school team captain heading to the Coastal City points tournament, she was the only Purple Talent bearer in the Experimental School, named [Frost Power], serial number 973.

Like all talents named after attributes, as the name suggests, this talent enhances Ice Attribute Spirit Beasts’ combat power, recovery ability, and skills learning speed in all aspects, greatly boosting her affinity with Ice Attribute Spirit Beasts and Ice Spirit Pattern comprehension capability, but at the expense of rejecting Spirit Beasts of other attributes.

However, the Spirit Beast she contracted, “Ice Fairy,” was somewhat regrettable. Although it was a Blue Elite Level, its evolution method hadn’t been discovered.

And tens of meters away stood Zhang Zhibin from the First Middle School, with a Purple Talent [High Tier Power], serial number 916. Besides offering the standard boost of Purple Talents to Spirit Masters and Spirit Beasts, when his Spirit Beast “which had undergone evolution” was utilized, the bonus was exceptionally high. The Spirit Beast was the Blue Elite Level “Earth Kelon.”

At the referee’s command, Leng Shengnan extended her right hand and released the Ice Fairy.

It wore a hood, draped in a ghostly blue dress—or perhaps a cloak—like a ragdoll, with six ice crystal wings floating behind it. As soon as it appeared, two thirty-centimeter-long frost blades swooshed out from under the cloak, exuding an eerie chill that even froze the sand several meters around.

As soon as the summoning was complete, they communicated and charged forward.

The Ice Fairy let out a soft hum, its frost blades gently dancing as it sprinted, seemingly using some skill—not aimed at the opponent, but slightly behind it towards Leng Shengnan.

The next moment, Leng Shengnan’s shoes suddenly glistened with frost, and underfoot a trail of ice formed unexpectedly. Her speed soared as she navigated the sandy field, skating skillfully, almost as swiftly and flexibly as the Ice Fairy beside her.

At the same time, the opponent released the Earth Kelon.

This Spirit Beast resembled an antlion from the previous world, with a grey-white body covered in hair and thorns, as large as a car.

Zhang Zhibin leapt, landing on the Earth Kelon’s rear end, with a stone-like mark appearing on his right hand.

At that moment, the Earth Kelon’s abdomen exerted force, and in an instant it burrowed into the sand with Zhang Zhibin.

This was the effect of the Two-Star Earth Attribute Spirit Pattern [Solid Guard], which could lock the air, enabling this man-burrowing tactic.

The ground began to shake, the sands trembling, seemingly primed for an assault from anywhere.

But Leng Shengnan appeared to have anticipated this, her skating stance on the sand agile and graceful, weaving unpredictably alongside the Ice Fairy, seemingly using her spiritual power to perceive the enemy beneath the surface.

Undoubtedly, both sides were engaged in strategic play.

The stalemate lasted for about ten seconds before she seemed to sense something, stopping abruptly with eyes glowing blue, cold air emanating from her entire body.

Her right hand bore an ice crystal-like Spirit Pattern mark—Two-Star Ice Attribute Spirit Pattern [Ice Vein]—and within the small body of the Ice Fairy, a terrifying aura formed, manifesting as a deep blue ice ball. Initially the size of a ping pong ball, it swiftly grew to the size of a basketball, plunging directly toward the ground.

At the same time, the Earth Kelon’s form, shrouded in earth-yellow energy, erupted into sight at this location, launching an attack.

Their first collision happened suddenly.

The next moment, an explosion soared skyward.

The result, however, was not an even match.

It was clear that at the moment of impact, despite the Earth Kelon having terrain advantage, it was still at a disadvantage. What was supposed to be a decisive strike before returning to the sand was forcefully interrupted, slowed down, seizing the opportunity for another chance. Before it returned underground, the pair of frost blades delivered a strike with [Ice Blade], inflicting suffering.

Facing the masterfully executed [Ice Burst], Zhang Zhibin and his Earth Kelon seemed somewhat unable to resist.

“The result is decided,” Lin Guang adjusted his glasses, but his eyes showed not much delight.

Not surprising.

The Earth Kelon was a Spirit Beast with initial Blue Potential, meaning the unique bonuses of [High Tier Power] didn’t apply since the start.

They never really intended to win, but rather to fight earnestly to see the gap.

As expected, a few rounds later, the Earth Kelon ceased its attack, leaving the ground from a distance, as Zhang Zhibin awkwardly emerged from the Earth Kelon’s belly, raising his left hand to the referee, signaling surrender.

The Experimental School erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

Watching the match’s outcome, Principal Liu Feifan wiped sweat from his forehead, gently sighing with little joy.

As the “defeated,” Principal Liang Xing showed no regret on his face, saying with a smile, “Old Liu, you’ve indeed picked a good seedling, though this girl is good, she’s still lacking something.”

“I’ll let you know, I’ve already invited a Four-Star Miracle Master. By this time next year, the Earth Kelon will evolve into a Desert Dragonfly, fully capitalizing on Zhang Zhibin’s talent. What will this girl do then?”

Catching the moment, Han Lingxi also picked up the microphone, offering brief praise to Zhang Zhibin for the audience. Although defeated, his tactical choice wasn’t wrong, and his combat performance was impressive, leaving goodwill and anticipation for next year’s tournament.

Leaving aside the detail that Han Lingxi was invited by Liang Xing, she, as the owner of the “Swift Eagle Daoist School,” excelled in Wind Attribute, and although the Earth Kelon was Earth Attribute, its next two evolutions would involve Wind Attribute, which naturally earned her favor.

Principal Liu Feifan winced slightly but couldn’t help retorting, “Why talk about next year when this year’s competition isn’t over yet?”

“Oh?” Principal Liang Xing laughed, “You’re really planning on using that freshman lineup to beat us?”

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