Double Moon

The heat was tremendous; however, seeing this, the silver wolf directly stepped forward. Darkness converged toward him and formed another layer of defense. It also coated another layer to its claws for its attack, and another wing happily sprouted out, giving three pairs of wings on each side.

This time, the speed was entirely different from what the spectator had seen, well, except for the twelve leaders, who had all seen more. The silver wolf struck the jetting flame heavily; he began to compress the fire back to the mouth of the white and black wolf. However, halfway through the struggle, the silver wolf noticed that the black and white wolf was putting everything into that assault and that his second defense and claws were melting away.

The spectators could see these changes; the leaders could see the situation—everyone began to relax; hope sprouted and smiled at each of them. What is happening? Can these listed geniuses actually win? Now the sacrifice of Jinhai Kuo will be worth it. Mingli Fan watched expressionlessly. In fact, he was not worried at all. Clearly, this wouldn't be the height of display this young one could pull out, else he wouldn't have been worthy of being the child of those two. So he was not bothered at all.

The silver wolf coldly snorted when he saw that the fire was about to rip off all of his defense. If I increase my defense and attack to five or even ten layers, there is no guarantee that I might succeed in snuffing out this flame. Even so, there is no guarantee that I could maximize that power, nor do I have the time to do so. There is only one thing left to do now, and that is the 'no-phase moon,' this very thought lingered with Chi An—he snorted angrily and proceeded. There is either feat or defeat, heaven or hell. Either you fight or fight not. Even though this technique has side effects. So what? The trouble it caused is a fart compared to this tenth evolution: there is no harm.

At this moment, a shattering light descended on Chi An, and darkness like a bottomless pit rushed out like the buzzing of many insects—it spread like a blanket as it covered the whole academy where the fight took place. The moon sat proudly in the sky, scoffing at everyone. Everything went silent, everything went dumb, and everything anticipated death. It was a horrible feeling.

Just when they thought it was over, a thick black cloud covered the majestic moon—it drained every strength by half.

"No phase moon," The silver wolf spoke.

The strength of the black and white wolf instantly diminished by half as the burning bite reduced. This time the speed of the silver wolf overcame the black and white wolf and exploded the fire right at him.

Boom!

It was a horrendous sight as the wolf exploded and slammed on the ground, directly separating from one another. Five people laid on the ground miserable. The spectators were awed by what they saw. Just what the hell is happening?—was their inner question. The place was quiet for a while, and it looked as though no one wanted to speak to avoid the evil spirits.

The referee walked out dumb-folded and overwhelmingly speechless—he didn't know what to say. He checked the people's pulses to understand if they were alive before calling the result.

"The winner of the fight is Chi An." Teacher Li announced unwillingly.

The silver wolf directly changed to his human form. He was panting seriously. Still, he looked at the spectator arrogantly. In his thought, these people touted the uniqueness and bravery of the listed geniuses. (He just wanted to prove them wrong). Nobody said anything, nobody dared to breathe contempt, and nobody disapproved. It was that simple. Did they regret looking down on him? That would be unlikely. However, what would ire them is yet to come.

There was breaking out of the wind, four people already holding four pathetic figures. Shun Yunru (the leader of Nanpinq and a crazy man) held Jinhai Kuo, the most miserable one of the five listed geniuses. He was rapidly bleeding from all of his apertures; Wencheng Qiu (the leader of Fuzhou and a gloomy and isolated man who would never smile by mistake) held Huan HongHeng. He was also not looking good. At the same time, TengFeng SiHong, (the leader of Wanzhou and a mad and frenzy man) held Guotin Hai; Yanlin Shi (the leader of Hechuan and an arrogant and unwelcoming man) carried Qiao Rufen. Among these leaders, the only one that did not appear was Pingfei Yang (the leader of Chongqing and a man who was always angry). This situation made people wonder if he waited for the Old Man, Mingli Fan. Or, he wasn't just interested, to come forward. Chi An naturally had this thought as well. However, before the idea could settle, someone broke the wind again: Pingfei Yang. This man was always frowning. It makes people wonder if he had an augment with the brides of heavens (angelic being).

Chi An spoke after he saw him carrying a young girl (Nuwa Qianru) on the cratered floor. "Leaders, I know this request would sound disrespectful; honorability, I understood this plea bears not, but I don't find it easy either. I challenge the twelve leaders to a fight, and I will accept the consequences if I lose. How?" Chi An did not want to care about respect and disrespect—after all, fair is foul, and foul is fair. What are the heaven-defying differences there?

With this request, the faces of the leaders changed (the spectators were the same). The leader had already anticipated this kid's intention. No, to be precise, they were well aware of it. But how could they be prepared for this boldness? In their heart, they understood that this young man must end the war, or the war would end him—it was miserable. At this moment, the remaining seven leaders came on stage. Even if they wanted to, they could not directly avoid a confrontation. In addition, this was a hurdle Chi An needed to overcome to go back to the lower realm—he must fight to live, not live to fight. Freedom was all he asked for, nothing too demanding that the heavens couldn't close their eyes and grant it to him.

"Fine! Since you beg to die, we shall fulfill you." Pengfei Yang spoke with irked. He was the least happy about this situation, but what choice did these leaders have now? They thought that this arse could not keep up the farce, but they saw wrongly.

A contract descended from heaven, and the leaders beckoned Chi An to sign and complete his blood oat, which he did. Then Pengfei Yang spoke again. Obviously, this situation (allowing Pengfie Yang to speak) must have been agreed upon by the leaders anonymously.

"In one month, we would send a letter to you with the fighting arrangement, and for the first fight, when you solve the person's assignment, you would be qualified to fight that person before you progress to the next person with the same arrangement."

The crowd was angered, but what's done is done—he had already angered them, and clearly, there was no going back.. The news diffused.