Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Young Man! Thaumaturge...

  "Really?"

  Ling Jie's eyebrows suddenly furrowed.

  In the tutorials of God Shield Academy, after the Condensation Technique particles are released, every strike by the practitioner aims to thoroughly knock down the opponent, not giving them any chance to counterattack.

  He was very clear about the power of that blow, and in theory, the opponent should have been absolutely unable to get up again.

  But now Ailin actually stood up in front of him, what's going on!

  "Not even a college team can get in, and yet someone of this level dares to mock Chris!"

  Ailin lifted his head, his face was full of painful expressions, but in his eyes, there was no pain or fear, only a burning fighting spirit.

  This gaze caused Ling Jie, who had been confident of his victory, to involuntarily take a step back.

  "Not even a single acupuncture point has been blocked, and yet with such a blow, many of the bones on his back would have fractured, and he can still get up?"

  "Could it be that Ling Jie showed mercy?"

  "It's impossible, just like that sound of being hit and being knocked out so far... there was no mercy at all."

  "This kid from Sheng Li Ming College..."

  The mocking voices in the surrounding crowd also turned into astonished discussions at this time.

  "It hurts so much!"

  At this time, Ailin's heart was actually screaming wildly.

  The pain on his back was more painful than all the times he had been hit before, and he even suspected that many of the bones on his back were actually covered with fine cracks, the kind of deep-seated pain that made his entire back constantly break out in cold sweat.

  But he still wants to fight!

  Because they insulted Chris!

  How dare you insult Chris, who fought for Seirei Gakuen until she almost lost her life... This is unforgivable!

  "It's too fast, can't keep up, have no choice but to use that method!"

  Looking at Ling Jie who took a step back, Ailin made up her mind and let out another loud shout: "Come on, you useless trash who can't even get into your own college team!"

  "You're too arrogant, kid!"

  Ling Jie's face turned extremely ugly! Clearly it was himself who had knocked the opponent down with one blow, but now the momentum seemed to be as if the opponent had won instead.

  This atmosphere was really unbearable for him.

  "It serves you right!"

  "Silent Shadow Shift!"

  Ling Jie's feet surged with countless purple-red elemental particles, and in the blink of an eye, his entire person had silently disappeared from his original position, crossing over ten meters of distance to appear behind Ailin.

  "Bang!"

  A deafening crash shook the air, a heavy blow to the flesh.

  His fist slammed heavily into Elin's body once again.

  "Whirlwind!"

  But at this moment, ten intersecting wind whips shot out from Ailin's hands and struck towards Ling Jie.

  "You!"

  Ling Jie's feet touched the ground for a brief moment before his entire body flew backward.

  But even so, the left cheek was still hit by a whip of wind, and suddenly turned red with a burning pain.

  "Actually using this method."

  "How could you hit me!"

  Ling Jie covered his scorchingly painful face with one hand and stared at Ailin in shock and anger.

  "Sure enough, it's this kind of fighting style!" Moss's fists were clenched with a cracking sound, and his palms were all sweaty. His red hair was slowly standing up, he knew that Ailin had adopted the tactic of mutual destruction when he felt completely unable to cope with his opponent, but in an opponent like Ling Jie, one move would cause him what kind of injury, what kind of pain, could he still stand up?

  Ailin's body heavily fell to the ground and rolled over repeatedly.

  "When being hit, he can still endure the pain and counterattack, this guy from Sheng Li Ming College..."

  "Ling Jie is so strong, but his face was still slapped and half of it is swollen."

  "Ling Jie himself was biased towards speed-type techniques, and the glasses he always wore were a valuable 'Differential Crystal Glasses'. In his eyes, all slow movements appeared especially fast, and this was how he trained his reaction ability. Although he didn't pass the college team's selection, in the third grade, he was still a formidable character. Unexpectedly, this Sheng Li Ming College student hadn't even condensed a Yuan particle, yet he could hit Ling Jie's face!"

  "If it's on the same level of spiritual energy, if the opponent can still stand up after taking Ling Jie's first hit, then with this kind of fighting style, it's possible that Ling Jie would be the one who can't stand up. But this Sheng Li Ming Academy is just a freshman who hasn't even condensed his spiritual energy yet. This fight is over."

  "What! He can still get up!"

  "Has this guy gone mad? He still wants to continue fighting!"

  What shocked all the onlookers was that just as Ling Jie pressed his scorching face, looking at Ailin in front of him who wanted to say something, Ailin suddenly straightened up again, with both hands propping himself up on the ground!

  "Isn't this enough?"

  "It's actually like this and still can't really hit you, just grazed you!"

  As Ailin made such a sound from his throat, he was in so much pain that his entire back seemed to be slightly convulsing, and he could hardly lift his head, but he still stood up.

  "It seems like I still need to do something..."

  In everyone's shocked and bewildered gaze, Ailin surprisingly slowly walked towards the nearby barbecue shop.

  "What are you going to do?" The owner of the barbecue shop in his thirties let out a cry, thinking that Ailin's current state was terrifying.

  "Damn it, hurry up and grill my 50 skewers of barbecue!"

  Ailin yelled at the store owner and then grabbed a handful of spices from the barbecue rack beside him.

  "What's this guy doing with spices, does he like eating spices or something?"

  "Could this seasoning on the barbecue really relieve pain?"

  Everyone, even Moss didn't know what Elin was going to do.

  "Come on! You can't even get into your own college team, yet you dare to mock other colleges' teams, you moron!"

  Ailin walked towards Ling Jie, and suddenly, he forcefully sprinkled the spices in his hand towards Ling Jie.

  The fragrance spread through the air, and Ling Jie's body also scattered a lot.

  "You!"

  Ling Jie was enraged again by Ailin's inexplicable action and his previous sentence, but what everyone didn't know was that in Ailin's eyes, Ling Jie, who was covered with barbecue spices, was now a giant walking barbecue!

  "It hurts! I'm so hungry!"

  "We must defeat him!"

  "Defeat him and you'll get fifty skewers of barbecue!"

  Under the stimulation of food aroma and Ailin's self-encouragement, just like when he was training hard in the rebound ball room at the gym, Ailin's entire body burned with an even more intense fighting spirit!

  "I'd like to see if you can get back on your feet this time!"

  Ling Jie, under Ailin's coercion, also inexplicably lost control of his emotions, and a faint sense of fear emerged in his heart. Now Ling Jie had only one thought: he must thoroughly defeat Ailin!

  "Silent Shadow Shift!"

  His figure, with the eruption of the Yuan particles, disappeared from the spot once again. This time, he did not appear behind Ailin, but instead appeared right in front of her.

  "Whoosh!"

  His fist tore through the air and slammed heavily into Ailin's chest.

  A dull thud of a physical impact made everyone's chest jump, as if their own chest had been heavily pounded by a large hammer.

  "What?!"

  But in this instant, everyone, including Ling Jie who had punched Elin in the chest, was holding their breath.

  "Pffft!" "Pffft!"

  Two loud crashing sounds rang out simultaneously under Ailin's feet, and in that instant, Ailin suddenly exerted his strength, unleashing a wild and violent power from within his body, bursting forth from his legs.

  His legs firmly supported his body, and under Ling Jie's blow, he didn't fly backward, but instead stood firmly in place.

  "Not good!"

  Ling Jie's mind only flashed with an unbelievable thought. He saw Ailin suddenly raise his head, and he saw Ailin's face burning with a fierce war intent that looked particularly ferocious. "Bursting Void Fist!" Then his line of sight was filled with a fist and a whirlwind.

  "Bang!"

  Ling Jie's entire body flew backward and heavily fell to the ground!

  "What?!"

  The surroundings fell silent in an instant, then erupted into a massive gasp of shock.

  Ling Jie was on the ground with both hands pressing against his abdomen, his entire body curled up, in so much pain that he couldn't even breathe for a moment, and not even a miserable cry could be let out.

  It wasn't until then that Ailin's two feet, which had been supporting his body like iron pillars, suddenly shook a few times and fell backwards.

  "Ah!"

  Both fists aching from being clenched too tightly and overexerted, Moss sprang up from the ground like a madman the moment Ling Jie was knocked down by Ailin's punch, wildly waving his hands and shouting crazily.

  The next moment, seeing Ailin fall to the ground, he immediately shouted like a madman: "Ailin, how are you? Ailin, is anything wrong?"

  "Don't... come over... This is a fight between us two..."

  Ailin's voice rose again, though disjointed, it was with a stunning power that stopped Moss from advancing.

  A faint, chilling gasp echoed through the air...

  Everyone saw that Ailing was still persisting and struggling to get up.

  His hands were propped up on the ground, constantly exerting force, although repeatedly failing to support his body, he was still using force, still wanting to stand up!

  "You... you're dead meat!"

  Ling Jie's voice also rang out.

  He panted painfully, his face twisted in agony, and sat up on the ground.

  He seemed unable to get up for a while, but compared to Ailin, he seemed slightly better.

  "Come on! Barbecue!"

  Ailing's consciousness was somewhat blurred, and he even forgot Ling Jie's name for a moment, calling him "roasted meat" instead. Every muscle and bone in his body seemed to be trembling with cracking pain, but what made everyone hold their breath again was that he actually stood up shakily, earlier than Ling Jie.

  "I'm going to kill you!"

  Ling Jie also stood up, his face was extremely pale, due to the intense pain, his whole body had been drenched in cold sweat, and a drop of sweat trickled down from his hair.

  Being forced to this extent by a newborn who hasn't even condensed a single grain of spiritual energy, and being knocked to the ground, is absolutely a huge humiliation!

  His body emitted an astonishing killing intent, and purple-red magical yuan particles seemed to emerge uncontrollably from his hands and feet.

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