Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 842: Humiliation

Chapter 842: Humiliation

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One powerful battle technique demolished Su Luyao's trio of moves completely.

The whole arena fell into stunned silence.

Su Luyao collapsed onto the ground, her gaze empty while fixed on Li Qingran's departing figure.

"I... I truly got defeated..."

"Defeated so swiftly... so utterly... No! Something's off!"

She shook her head fiercely, jabbing a finger toward Li Qingran. "The battle technique you used earlier wasn't this!

When exactly did you switch your battle technique!?

You... you definitely employed some banned secret art!"

Li Qingran offered no response to Su Luyao's claims, staying quiet without remark.

The oddities surrounding her would surely draw scrutiny from the academy's teachers and even the leaders above, yet it posed no major threat. The strength she had gained came from a righteous source, not some sinister detour. Should these Soul Masters probe further, they'd hit a dead end tracing it back.

All she had to do was feign ignorance.

Whispers and chatter spread among the students encircling the arena.

"No problem here, this marks the initial time I've witnessed the goddess deploy this battle technique as well."

"Exactly, exactly! Previously, the goddess's third battle technique appeared to be lightning-based, striking down with a blade, utterly unlike the current display."

"Still, regardless of anything, swapping battle techniques shouldn't be feasible, should it? How does something like this occur?"

Vice Dean Feng Wuyu descended into the arena's heart, his look toward Li Qingran flickering with doubt.

He felt assured about two facts now.

Firstly, the move Li Qingran just unleashed was her initial battle technique, implying her first World Ring spanned no less than three millennia. Secondly, Li Qingran's opening battle technique had genuinely transformed.

As a student dispatched by the Battle Soul Hall, Li Qingran commanded special watch. She even occupied a private dormitory, highlighting the Battle Soul Hall's high esteem for her.

Yet in his prior surveillance of Li Qingran, her debut battle technique differed from the one before him today.

Precisely what had transpired?

What extraordinary fortune had bestowed upon this pupil such a formidable enhancement?

"Li Qingran, please offer your hand briefly. I'll inspect for any forbidden techniques."

Li Qingran eyed Feng Wuyu and calmly presented her hand.

This Vice Dean had extended her notable kindness upon her academy arrival, fostering a favorable view of him, so she complied without hesitation. Moreover, allowing Feng Wuyu a glance could ease potential complications.

Feng Wuyu's right palm lingered above Li Qingran's wrist. Though not touching directly, the immense Battle Power from a Battle Saint already surrounded her fully.

After an extended period, he shook his head toward Su Luyao. "Li Qingran employed no forbidden techniques. Her Battle Soul and Battle Power remain entirely stable."

"Ah... but..." Su Luyao nibbled her lip.

Doubt surged within her heart, urging her to protest.

However, the speaker was Vice Dean Feng Wuyu, celebrated for his impartiality and rigor.

Challenging others might be acceptable, but defying Dean Feng... that lay beyond imagination...

Noticing Su Luyao's persistent skepticism, Feng Wuyu pressed on, "Should doubts linger in other aspects, gather proof. The accuser must provide evidence.

Leveling charges of forbidden methods against a student sans solid backing constitutes grave misconduct.

The Canglan World stretches endlessly, and even my understanding resembles a frog's view from the well's base.

Confronting the unfamiliar, we ought to inquire, yet preserve a measure of reverence!"

With his statement concluded, Feng Wuyu proclaimed resoundingly, "I declare!

The victor of this opening preliminary bout is—Li Qingran!"

Backed by Feng Wuyu's assurance, though surrounding students and faculty puzzled over Li Qingran's shifts, none contested the contest's integrity. In that instant, roaring cheers and claps thundered forth.

Li Qingran's renown already surpassed Su Luyao's by a level. Now, by decisively overpowering Su Luyao directly, she had thoroughly dominated her rival.

Su Luyao remained seated in a stupor on the arena stage, absorbing the surrounding roars and ovations, her soul brimming with injustice and confusion.

How could Li Qingran show no irregularities?

She had trained relentlessly for ages, even concealing her third battle technique on purpose, all aimed at this day?

These roars and ovations ought to have honored her!

Su Luyao balled her hands into fists, nails piercing deeply into her flesh. She scarcely felt the blood trickling from her clenched grip.

Her stare locked onto Li Qingran's silhouette as it descended the arena, torrents of reluctance and bitterness swirling deep in her gaze.

How could nothing be amiss?

It went beyond merely a millennial World Ring, an abrupt swap to a mighty battle technique, and Vice Dean Feng Wuyu's full-throated defense. Everything screamed of anomaly.

A covert tie must link Li Qingran to the Vice Dean.

This lacks justice! She raged inwardly.

Yet then she reflected: as a regular academy pupil without clan support, toiling solo in this Battle Soul Academy. Even brimming with suspicion, what means did she possess to probe?

Feng Wuyu held the rank of Soul Battle Saint, a station of immense prestige.

She, a simple 37th-level Battle Venerable, amounted to mere dust before him.

Sensations of injustice and helplessness crashed over her in waves.

The cheers and roars went to the triumphant one.

And for her, only darkness lingered.

Hauling her wounded form, Su Luyao lurched toward the academy's healing ward.

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