Wu Qi paid no attention to the noise from the audience.
On the stage, he already held absolute advantage.
With the enhancement of the Azure Luan Aerial Technique, a fierce wind swirled around him. Each strike of his wing blades grew progressively stronger.
In essence, the Azure Luan Aerial Technique was similar to the Clear Sky Sect's Chaotic Splitting Wind Hammer Technique.
However, its method of stacking attack power was not as explosive. Instead, as gusts of wind gathered around him, his movements became as fluid as a roaming dragon, making it nearly impossible for his opponent to lock onto him.
Wu Qi had never witnessed the true Chaotic Splitting Wind Hammer Technique, but if compared directly, the Azure Luan Aerial Technique would undoubtedly surpass it.
Dai Mubai was thrown into confusion by the relentless assault. He wanted to counterattack, yet he lacked the strength to do so.
Relying on White Tiger Vajra Transformation, he could only endure.
"Why does an agility-type Spirit Master have such powerful attack strength?"
Dai Mubai was filled with confusion.
In his understanding, agility-type Spirit Masters held no advantage against assault-type Spirit Masters, especially within the limited space of an arena stage.
Yet Wu Qi completely defied conventional reasoning.
Possessing overwhelming attack power while maintaining extreme speed, how was he supposed to fight that?
Dai Mubai had no doubt that if he did not have the advantage in Spirit Power Level, he would have already lost.
Just as he expected Wu Qi to press the attack and eliminate him, Wu Qi suddenly withdrew and hovered in midair.
Defeating Dai Mubai with the full extent of the Azure Luan Aerial Technique would consume a large amount of Spirit Power.
He had a more economical method. There was no need to use excessive force for such an opponent.
Dai Mubai finally caught his breath. Looking at Wu Qi suspended in the air, he laughed. "Such fierce attacks must consume a lot of your Spirit Power."
"Your strength is indeed impressive. I, Dai Mubai, acknowledge you as a brother. But I'll gladly accept the victory in this Spirit Arena match."
Wu Qi did not reply. He flapped his wings once more.
Dai Mubai was no fool. After the earlier exchanges, he believed he understood what Spirit Ring skill Wu Qi was about to use.
He grew even more confident in his judgment.
"It's only your first Spirit Ring skill. That won't defeat me."
His White Tiger Vajra Transformation had ended, but he still had enough Spirit Power to use his first Spirit Ring skill.
Based on their earlier clash, his first Spirit Ring skill was sufficient to block Wu Qi's first Spirit Ring skill.
"Arrogant."
Wu Qi sneered inwardly.
This time, he was not using his first Spirit Ring skill.
Wind Blade had long been refined into a self-created skill, and the power of self-created skills increased with the user's Spirit Power.
At this moment, Wind Blade's strength was equivalent to that of his third Spirit Ring skill.
Countless feather blades condensed into a massive blade, which he directed toward his opponent.
Dai Mubai assumed a defensive stance.
No matter how it was altered, a first Spirit Ring skill had an upper limit.
Wu Qi's earlier misdirection had worked.
Aside from activating his first Spirit Ring skill, Dai Mubai used no other means of defense.
The massive blade descended, instantly shattering the White Tiger Barrier. Dai Mubai's expression changed drastically. By the time he tried to defend further, it was already too late.
The match ended, and the audience erupted in thunderous cheers, shouting Wu Qi's alias.
"Blue Bird!"
With graceful movements and overwhelming strength, Wu Qi had dominated the match.
People naturally admired the strong, especially when the victor was also strikingly handsome.
Dai Mubai sat collapsed on the stage, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
At the final moment, had he not voluntarily conceded, the massive blade formed from feather blades could have easily taken his life.
After the match, he realized that he had underestimated his opponent. Wu Qi's earlier misdirection had also laid the groundwork for his defeat.
At this point, Dai Mubai still retained his carefree demeanor, his mindset not yet influenced by Yu Xiaogang's teachings.
This was not his first loss in a Spirit Arena match, and he treated it lightly.
"Brother, impressive. What's your name?" Dai Mubai stood up, showing no sign of disappointment. Instead, he seemed eager for another bout in the future.
Wu Qi nodded and calmly gave his name.
"Alright, Brother Wu. I'll be waiting for you at Shrek Academy. After the term begins, we'll have another match."
Without giving Wu Qi a chance to respond, Dai Mubai laughed freely and walked off the stage.
Wu Qi thought to himself, You'll probably be waiting forever.
When he returned to the audience seats, Chang Kong's match had also concluded.
After securing his first victory, Chang Kong did not forget to boast about his record.
"That old man has lived for so many years, yet his control over his Martial Spirit is quite crude. I barely exerted any strength before he was defeated."
As for Wu Qi's result, there was no need to ask, he already knew.
Wu Qi had even killed a Spirit Ancestor before. How could he possibly lose to an inexperienced young Spirit Elder who had never faced real danger?
Wu Qi said calmly, "We are the beneficiaries. The older generation spent years exploring their Martial Spirits and achieved remarkable mastery. We may be walking the same path they once did, but many of the 'pitfalls' along the way have already been identified and avoided."
"That's why we have our current strength. We should still be grateful for what the previous generation contributed."
"Of course, don't get carried away. In the early stages, we can rely on the experience of our predecessors. But in the future, we must walk our own path if we want a chance to reach the level of someone like the Grand Worship."
"And you should break through to Level 30 as soon as possible. After that, we'll participate in two-versus-two Spirit Arena matches."
According to the Spirit Arena's rules, each person could only participate in one match of each type per day.
Once they began two-versus-two matches, their point accumulation would only increase faster.
Chang Kong replied helplessly, "Haste makes waste. My grandfather said I still need more time to consolidate my foundation."
After finishing their matches and leaving the Grand Spirit Arena, more than a dozen young women suddenly rushed forward and surrounded Wu Qi.
Their clothing and demeanor suggested wealthy family backgrounds.
Wu Qi's performance in the Spirit Arena had completely captured their admiration.
He looked helpless as they crowded around him, making it impossible to break free.
With no other choice, he cast a pleading glance toward Chang Kong.
Although feeling slightly jealous, Chang Kong was still willing to help.
"Look! It's Chrysanthemum Douluo!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs.
A Titled Douluo naturally drew far more attention than Wu Qi. The women immediately turned their heads to look. Seizing the opportunity, Wu Qi released his Martial Spirit and flew into the air, escaping the overly enthusiastic admirers.
After Wu Qi defeated Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun behaved himself and no longer dared to cause trouble for them.
Three days later, on the day before Shrek Academy's term began, Tang San and Xiao Wu arrived in Suotuo City.
Just like in the original timeline, they fought Dai Mubai at the Rose Hotel over a guest room.
That afternoon, the two wandered through the city and eventually came across Flender's small shop.
The Crystal Hair Gold had already been purchased by Wu Qi, so Tang San was destined to leave empty-handed.
As he stepped out of Flender's shop, Tang San suddenly felt an inexplicable pang in his heart, as though something that should have belonged to him had slipped away.
"Tang San, what's wrong?" Xiao Wu asked with concern upon noticing his unusual expression.
"It's nothing." Tang San could not explain the strange feeling and chose not to dwell on it.
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