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"This kid is really giving me a pleasant surprise!"

Zhou Huai also muttered as he watched Xia Hun Wu walk off the stage.

"Brat, you've hidden your strength quite well! But this time, the Xia Family will probably explode! " There was a sense of ridicule in his words. If Old Man Yuan knew that such a monstrous talent like this had been driven out of their family just like that, he probably wouldn't even be able to cover up the coffin.

Today's performance was enough to ruin the Xia family's reputation. Even normal people knew that from now on, Xia Hun Wu would be able to rise to prominence in the future.

"Heh heh."

Xia Hun Wu smiled embarrassedly. Luckily, Zhou Huai hadn't asked him how his strength had suddenly become so strong, and he had quietly let out a sigh of relief.

In the middle of the arena, other matches started one after another after the end of Xia Hun Wu's competition. Those who could enter the top six were all at the second level of the Spirit Dou Stage, so even though they weren't as stunning as the first match, they were still quite exciting. Occasionally, they would cause some cheers around the arena.

After six rounds of competition, the results were quickly decided. As expected, with Xia Ze's impressive strength, he easily surpassed the rest. In addition to Xia Hun Wu and another member of the Zhou Clan, he successfully entered the second round.

When Xia Hun Wu saw Zhou Yao, he felt a sense of familiarity.

"Zhou Yao, Zhou Yao!" Was it Grandpa Zhou's grandson?

Zhou Huai saw the look of shock on Xia Hengwu's face, and then he smiled and said, "At least you have some conscience. Remember Zhou Yao. You cheated on him quite a bit when you were young."

Hearing this, Xia Wuwu gave an awkward smile. Indeed, when he was young, he often brought Zhou Yao out of the city to hunt for treasures. In the end, it was always Zhou Yao who ended up being the scapegoat.

Following the start of the second round, the atmosphere around the arena gradually became lively. This was because everyone knew that the second round of the battles was the main highlight of the selection.

After the first round of lots was drawn, Xia Hun Wu's opponent was a student from the Cloud Sea Academy called Lu Xiaobao. It was said that his strength was also at the second level of the Spirit Dou Stage.

The battle between the two quickly began after drawing the bamboo sticks. The result was that Xia Hun Wu emerged victorious. Under the terrifying pressure of the Twin Dragons of the Abyss, even with Lu Xiaobao's full strength, the outcome of the battle did not change.

Because of this, in this battle, Xia Hailou had firmly won the selection of the five great academies.

This match was not that surprising. Thus, after the end of the match, everyone's target shifted to the two figures that were going to fight.

Xia Ze calmly stood up and walked into the arena.

As for many people, their gazes immediately fell on Zhou Yao, whose face had turned slightly pale. At this moment, Zhou Huai also lightly patted his shoulder. Only then did the latter grit his teeth and walk up.

Xia Ze coldly glanced at Xia Hwu for a moment before turning to Zhou Yao, who was standing on the stage. He gently fiddled with his hands for a moment before asking, "Are you going to admit defeat yourself, or do you want me to take action?"

Zhou Yao was stunned by Xia Ze's imposing manner. Soon after, he seemed to recall something, clenched his teeth, and said, "Please enlighten me."

Seeing that the former had taken the initiative to challenge him, Xia Ze's face revealed a teasing expression. He immediately shook his head: "Just like that idiot Xia Hengwu, not knowing how to appreciate favors."

However, of these six people, the strength that Xia Ze was currently displaying was indeed the strongest. He simply had no chance of winning this battle, and the only thing he could do now was to not let himself lose too badly and lose Zhou's face.

"Hu …!"

Zhou Yao took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly. A powerful soul power surged out of his body. Feeling the strength of his palms, Zhou Yao finally felt a bit of confidence. He took a step forward and initiated an attack.

In terms of strength, he was slightly stronger than Li Fan and Li Yun. However, at the same time, he also understood that the Xia Ze in front of him had dominated the top position of the Soul Duel Ranking for all these years. In the entire Cloud Sea City, there was no one who could shake him.

Facing such a powerful opponent, if he didn't go all out from the start, he probably wouldn't have any chance of winning at all.

Xia Ze's eyes were cold as he stared at Zhou Yao, who was rushing towards him like a escaping rabbit. He slightly leaned backwards, before a deep explosion sounded out from the left side of his face.

"Soul Art of the Third Rank of the Human Ranked, Eight Desolations Palm?"

"Interesting, but this little bit of strength is not enough in my eyes!"

Feeling the soul power undulations on the left side of his face, Xia Ze also smiled. He never thought that Zhou Yao would actually have a third rank soul technique. However, this didn't seem to pose much of a threat to him.

Xia Ze's arm stretched out nimbly and directly dodged Zhou Yao's incoming palm strike, which landed on his left shoulder.

Ah!

With a palm strike, Zhou Yao let out a blood-curdling scream. His body became unstable, and he was forced back several steps before he managed to stabilize himself.

"Hua!"

This scene on the arena immediately caused a commotion among the onlookers. Zhou Yao, who was ranked fifth in Cloudy Sea City, was actually unable to block one of Xia Ze's attacks?

"I'm afraid that with Xia Ze's power, he'll have to enter the third meridian to be able to maintain a stable pressure." Zhou Huai slowly said as he watched Zhou Yao being defeated with a single palm strike. His expression also didn't look too good.

At this moment, Xia Hun Wu was also staring intently at the scene. When Xia Ze made his move, his eyes slightly narrowed. Xia Ze's soul power was actually much richer than his. With such ability, it was no wonder that Xia He would spare his life to protect him.

"Hehe, they are on completely different levels!" "My Ze'er can't be compared to someone like Zhou Yao." Xia Zhi, who was seated on the platform, had a much better expression after seeing Xia Ze defeat Zhou Yao with a single palm strike.

On the stage, Xia Ze indifferently looked at Zhou Yao, who had barely managed to stabilize himself after taking a few steps back. A look of disdain appeared on his face. To him, this kind of battle didn't have the slightest bit of interest.

"Continue!"

A hoarse voice slowly rang out from the corner of Zhou Yao's mouth. He stopped in his tracks for a moment and turned around with a frown on his face, only to see Zhou Yao half-kneeling with one hand supporting his body. He barely managed to stabilize his body.

In an instant, Xia Ze's face became gloomy.

Under Xia Ze's gloomy expression, Zhou Yao's body began to move once again. The soul power within his body surged out, furiously slamming down onto the former's chest once more.

"Eight Desolations Palm!"

Boom!

A muffled groan slowly rang out from the surroundings. At the same time, Zhou Yao's voice was heard, and he was once again struck in the chest by Xia Ze's palm. His figure was sent flying again. However, this time, Xia Ze's strength clearly increased.

"Puchi!"

The instant Zhou Yao landed on the ground, a stream of blood spurted out from his throat, making him look extremely miserable.

Just as everyone was feeling sorry for Zhou Yao, they were shocked to see him clench his teeth and stand up once more, trembling.