The spear technique's power is perfectly integrated.

No Catfish Demon could escape wherever the long spear passed.

Ling Feng sped through the tunnel.

A light ahead guided him, like a whole new world waiting for him to explore.

He didn't remember how many Catfish Demons he had killed, nor how many times he had thrust his spear. In the crisscrossing tunnels, he was not alone.

He encountered other martial arts students along the way.

Eager to leave, he always passed through as quickly as possible.

The martial arts students who met him only saw the shadow of his spear flashing past. The Catfish Demons, which had been evenly matched with them, fell one by one, and by the time they came to their senses, Ling Feng's figure had already disappeared at the end of the tunnel.

"Da da da!"

Ling Feng sprinted all the way.

The complex tunnels seemed endless, but with a coasting mentality, he maintained a balanced speed, like Forrest Gump, running all the way forward.

He was like the wind on a marathon track, whizzing past people and quickly disappearing in front of everyone.

The points on him were also increasing at an incredible rate.

First, he emerged from Ninth Middle School, quickly accumulating 50 points, ranking among the top in Ninth Middle School. Then his points broke through the hundred mark, surpassing talents like Kang Ning from Outer Ring City.

He became the undisputed number one in Outer Ring City.

Then he entered the martial arts student leaderboard of Inner Ring City, climbing from the twenty-third position.

He surpassed Ye Chen, surpassed Chen Duling, surpassed everyone.

Finally, his figure appeared in the first place window.

In the window, there was his image speeding through the tunnel, crossing the barrier of Catfish Demons, running forward. The Catfish Demons stabbed by him fell one after another.

His figure was so graceful and domineering.

With a spear technique realm perfectly integrated with power, Ling Feng not only left everyone in the dust, but also made his forward steps like a beautiful painting, slowly unfolding.

"Is that... Ling Feng?"

Finally, people saw his figure clearly.

Liu Qing shouted in disbelief, the person appearing in the first place window was unexpectedly Ling Feng from Ninth Middle School, with points already reaching two hundred and still increasing, a hundred more than Ye Xuan, fifty more than Ye Chen.

And this gap continued to widen.

At this rate, Ling Feng's points will exceed four hundred, maybe even five hundred, before the competition ends.

"Ling... Ling Feng, how could it be him?"

Huang Ling's eyes widened, couldn't help but stand up, even rubbed her eyes, carefully looking at the figure speeding through the tunnel in the first window.

She found that it really was Ling Feng.

At this moment, like Liu Qing in the observation room at Zhengxing High School, she too was like struck by lightning, with a terrifying thought emerging in her mind.

That thought was that the senior martial arts student in the Dharma Realm was Ling Feng!

As this thought appeared, Huang Ling could no longer control herself and collapsed onto her chair.

"Teacher Huang."

A teacher from First Middle School asked with concern.

Huang Ling seemed not to hear, as the thought of Ling Feng being the senior martial arts student in the Dharma Realm echoed in her mind.

As a Mental Telekinesis Master, Huang Ling was always confident in her assessment results. Though Ling Feng's subsequent performance caught her off guard, she always felt she just misjudged because Ling Feng didn't cooperate with the assessment, resulting in minor issues.

Even if the assessment result was off, Ling Feng's potential couldn't possibly differ that much from her estimation.

She had predicted his combat power would cap at 30.0, and that in serious cultivation.

Yet, before his senior year was over, Ling Feng's strength had reached the Dharma Realm, a groundbreaking existence in South City's history.

Thus, she kept watching the leaderboard.

She hoped that the senior martial arts student in the Dharma Realm was someone else, someone who hadn't yet shown full strength and was working hard to catch up, expected to appear on the leaderboard soon.

But then she saw Ling Feng's points quickly exceed three hundred, creating a gap over a hundred points with second place.

Second place was Chen Duling, who with the double advantage of potions and mental telekinesis baptism, managed to boost his combat power to 40.2.

To make Chen Duling first and apprentice under Ao Dagang, Huang Ling practically used all her connections and forces, spending a huge cost for Chen Duling to achieve a qualitative leap in combat power in a short time.

She had thought Chen Duling would be the biggest highlight of this semester test.

Unexpectedly, his glory was completely overshadowed by Ling Feng.

The point contrast between the two was a cliff-like disparity.

Ling Feng not only left everyone in the dust but presented a crushing stance, leaving all martial arts students from second place and below far behind.

It was as if he came from a third world, not part of this year's martial arts students at all.

This relentless face-slapping made Huang Ling slump onto the sofa chair, speechless for a long time.

Ling Feng, rushing through the tunnel, continuously cutting down Catfish Demons, didn't know how much mental shock he brought to Huang Ling.

He never intended to slap Huang Ling in the face nor derived pleasure from it; instead, he was full of respect for Huang Ling. As a Mental Telekinesis Master, Huang Ling contributed substantially to South City.

However, Huang Ling's claim that his combat power limit was about 30.0 had long spread and became a joke for gossip mongers. Whenever a miracle by Ling Feng appeared, people would use this statement to mock Huang Ling.

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