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"Young Lord Feng is willing to admit his defeat! What an honorable thing to do!"2

"Guys, come and get paid!"

Immediately, the students felt as though their birthdays had arrived early, and they all rushed toward Chaoge in excitement.

Feng Xun was nervously watching Feng Wu and waiting for her to give up. However —

When he looked at the crown prince, what he saw baffled him.

"She hasn't lost." The light in the crown prince's eyes reminded Feng Xun of twinkling stars.

What? Feng Xun didn't believe him; he was convinced that Feng Wu was cornered and her only option was to admit defeat.

However —

Rumble —

The sound of rumbling continued above Feng Wu's head, and everyone looked in that direction.

Spiritual essence streaked down toward Feng Wu.

"That, that…"

"That sounds so familiar. Isn't that the sound of thunder?"

"The lightning tribulation earlier was brought down by Feng Wu's breakthrough."

"So what do we have here…"

"Holy crap! Look! The lightning has come back! What does that mean?!"

Instantly, all eyes were on Feng Wu.

They saw General Zhongliang's war hammer smash into a streak of lightning again!

Sparks flew everywhere, and the flash was blinding!

The sounds of clashing metal and thunderclaps filled the air.

That was incredible!

"If I'm guessing correctly, this is…"

"Look at Feng Wu! She… she's making another breakthrough!"

"Oh god, not again…"

"Is she even human?! How can she…"

Just as everyone expected, Feng Wu had sat down with her legs crossed and her eyes closed. The look on her face had never been so serious.

Her body was enveloped in a translucent white glow, and she looked more resplendent than the stars overhead.

"She's a Level 2 Spiritual Elder now!" Zuo Qingyu clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

She had mocked Feng Wu for being a mere Spiritual Grandmaster just minutes ago, but now, Feng Wu was already a Level 2 Spiritual Elder!

She couldn't possibly be human!

"She has to die!" Zuo Qingyu had never felt so threatened.

And she wasn't the only one who felt that way.

Qiao Yi was visibly jealous.

And the other Year 2 students all watched with their mouths agape.

"She made another breakthrough!"

"She made two breakthroughs in a row. It's been years since I last saw that happen!"

"We all thought she was doomed, but we were wrong again, and she made another breakthrough! Is her purpose in life to slap our faces?"

"Fine, I admit that she's incredibly talented, but even if the lightning tribulation helped her twice, what about this time? General Zhongliang isn't done yet."

Song Yichen, who was 7th, narrowed his eyes.

Feng Wu had just surpassed Bu Jingyu, who was 8th, and was threatening Song Yichen's position now.

He prayed inwardly for Feng Wu to fail.

That was because —

If Feng Wu failed to make it to the insane level as stated in the terms of the bet, she wouldn't be able to get into Year 2. That way, he would be able to keep his position as 7th on the billboard.

Here in Initial, students received resources which corresponded to their ranks, and there was a huge difference between 7th and 8th place!

He was right —

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