·Chapter 100: Super Announcement! Suppressing Contemporary Geniuses
Since no one ste23 Mar·For saleShareforward to challenge the ring leader position, the defending mode ended prematurely. This also meant the martial arts competition came to an abrupt conclusion.
It did not switch to the standard martial arts format because Ben had already been the ring leader once, eliminating numerous participants and accumulating an overwhelming amount of points. If the competition continued, no one else could possibly surpass him.
As soon as the martial arts competition ended, a notification appeared in the left eye of every participant simultaneously:
[Please note: This Spirit Realm has ended. You will be teleported back in 60 seconds. 59, 58, 57...]
Watching the countdown, everyone was filled with emotion.
Compared to the ten-hour duration of the second-level Spirit Realm, the time spent in the third level felt excessively long. Including rest periods, the total time reached nearly 80 hours!
This was largely because Ben had chosen the defending mode, speeding up the process significantly. Had no one opted for this mode from the start, leading to a conventional martial arts format, the competition could have lasted well over 100 hours.
As the teleportation countdown continued, Ben casually placed the glasses into his pants pocket.
It didn't matter since this item couldn't be destroyed. He had already tested it—even with his current strength, he couldn't bend or break the glasses in the slightest.
While the Amnesia Spirit Realm did not allow participants to take items with them—except for the clothes on their bodies—extraordinary tools obtained within the Spirit Realm were exempt from this restriction.
At that moment, Joe Root suddenly stood up and said, "Brother Ben, Sister Leo, I want to express my gratitude. Thank you!"
"No need to be so polite," Ben waved his hand. "When we get back, you'll still want to thank us."
"It's different," Joe Root responded. "Once we're back, we'll lose our memories of what happened here. I might still feel gratitude toward you both, but… I won't fully understand why."
This guy was certainly honest—he knew himself well.
Realizing time was running out, Joe Root quickly continued,
"I also had some misunderstandings about you, Brother Ben. After returning, I might only thank Sister Leo.
"At first, I thought this was just a normal martial arts tournament for freshmen. I assumed we just needed to follow you two and coast to victory. I never imagined that our total team points would determine the rankings. In the end, we were the ones holding you back.
"Even though we won the championship across all three races, we all know that it was entirely thanks to you, Brother Ben, fighting with your life on the line.
"While I still remember everything, I must express my gratitude.
"Thank you, Brother Ben! Thank you, Sister Leo!"
After speaking, Joe Root solemnly bowed toward the two of them.
Seeing this, the others followed suit, standing up one by one and expressing their gratitude as well.
Ben and Leo exchanged glances, feeling slightly embarrassed to remain seated.
Luckily, the 60 seconds passed quickly.
As the countdown hit zero, everyone disappeared simultaneously.
The once lively All Heavens Arena became eerily empty—a ghost town.
Chicago University
On the university's main field, several teachers gathered, chatting and laughing. There were no signs of concern on their faces.
This was because the third-level Spirit Realm was considered relatively safe. Even students from less prestigious extraordinary academies typically experienced low attrition rates, rarely exceeding 15%.
For a well-known institution like Chicago University, with a strong student foundation, the rate was even lower.
"The time is almost up. Everyone, prepare to welcome our students back!"
A senior administrator gave the order, and the teachers wrapped up their conversation, taking their designated positions.
Moments later, on the empty field, dozens of students appeared out of thin air.
The teachers scanned the crowd, counting heads, and soon displayed satisfied smiles.
As expected, the third-level Spirit Realm had resulted in minimal losses for Chicago University.
A final count revealed that more than 180 students had returned. Only two unlucky individuals were missing…
Despite this, the school's leadership remained pleased.
"Students, welcome back!"
As the school leader spoke, the returning students gradually recovered from their dazed state.
This was normal. Since their memories of the Spirit Realm had been erased, it was natural to feel some confusion upon returning.
Then, as expected, all eyes turned toward Leo.
From the moment she secured an SSS-level mission evaluation in the first-level Spirit Realm, she had been recognized as the strongest freshman.
Achieving another SSS-level evaluation in the second-level Spirit Realm only cemented her reputation further.
Now, everyone was curious—could she, leading a team of ten, achieve the same level of success in the third-level Spirit Realm?
Even within Leo's own team, Joe Root, Duminy, and others waited in anticipation.
They would soon find out whether they had truly been carried by Leo.
A teacher raised their voice, "Next, we will begin scoring assessments. Students who have received mission rewards, please report immediately!"
As soon as the announcement was made, many students raised their hands.
The teachers promptly began tallying their scores.
Because the third-level Spirit Realm required teamwork, rewards were distributed to groups of ten, making the calculation process efficient.
However, as the scores were compiled, the teachers' expressions darkened.
Most teams had received a C-grade evaluation.
Not a single A-grade appeared. Only three teams managed a B-grade.
The school leader frowned deeply.
For Chicago University, a prestigious institution, failing to produce a single A-grade mission evaluation was embarrassing.
The only remaining team yet to report was Leo's.
All eyes turned toward her.
Even the school leader personally approached her team.
Seeing this, Teacher Shen spoke up, "Leo, has your score not been released yet?"
Leo shook her head. "Not yet."
So, they continued to wait…
Capital City Transcendent University
Meanwhile, at Capital City University, numerous teachers and leaders stood before their students, awaiting results.
Unlike Chicago University, today's situation was unique.
To reclaim their title as the number one extraordinary school, Capital City University had teamed up with Martial University of the Magic Metropolis to form elite squads.
In Conrad's team, half the members were top students from Martial University.
Viktor's team had taken it a step further, assembling the best freshmen from various universities in the Great Bear Country, forming an international powerhouse.
Since the Martial Spirit Realm was not about monster hunting, but more about teamwork, this strategy seemed sound.
Suddenly, a student from Conrad's team raised his hand.
"Our score is out."
The teachers and leaders immediately perked up.
A male teacher rushed over and asked, "Conrad, what's your score?"
Conrad shook his head, visibly disappointed.
"Still S-grade. No breakthrough."
Hearing this, the leaders frowned slightly.
This was supposed to be their comeback opportunity—a chance to defeat Chicago University.
Instead, their results mirrored the second-level Spirit Realm.
"What's our ranking?" another teacher asked.
"Third place globally," Conrad muttered, frustration evident.
This was far from what they had hoped for.
The school leaders exchanged glances, their dissatisfaction apparent.
Just then…
A super announcement popped up on everyone's screens.
A chilling silence swept through the students.
Because whenever that announcement appeared, it always meant one thing—
Leo had done it again.
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