"Wait!"

The proctor, who was in the midst of the test, was instantly stopped.

He looked up, puzzled, searching for the source of the voice. After a quick scan, he realized that it was Qiao Yu, the heavily injured student, who had yelled.

"Student Qiao Yu, you're too badly injured. You're not fit to continue the competition!"

The proctor tried to persuade Qiao Yu. Although the rules stated that failure only occurred when blood reached 1, every examinee who managed to pass the points elimination round...

…was a pillar of the country's future. If they were left with severe psychological trauma, it would be a greater loss! m..oΓg

One had to know that the pain experienced in the Otherworld was a hundred percent simulation of the real world.

With so many penetrating wounds, how much pain must he be in?

"Thank you, but I can still compete!" Qiao Yu said, shaking his head.

"Well… alright! But if you feel unwell, you must stop the competition immediately!"

The proctor retreated to his original position, a bit worried. Since the examinee wasn't willing to give up, he couldn't force him to stop.

The situation quickly caused exclamations from the audience in the stands.

"To insist on competing with such severe injuries! That's the spirit of perseverance!"

"Student Qiao Yu, keep going!"

With the first cheer, the scene quickly filled with rhythmic shouts of encouragement.

"Qiao Yu!"

"Keep going!"

"Qiao Yu!"

"Keep going!"

Countless people were cheering for Qiao Yu's actions, while Qiao Yu's expression was a bit strange.

Due to his excessive health, the penetrating wounds felt almost like a shot to him…

…similar to when you get a small cut on your hand, and a group of people surround you, urging you to go to the hospital, and cheering you on.

That was how Qiao Yu felt at the moment.

"If you don't admit defeat, I won't show mercy," Shi Shaorong said with an icy expression. Having learned her lesson, she summoned a pile of ice spears again when she saw that Qiao Yu had no intention of giving up, not giving Qiao Yu any chance to breathe.

*Pfft pfft pfft!*

Numerous sounds of flesh being pierced rang out again, and Qiao Yu's body had several more wounds. Another wave of exclamations echoed from the stands.

Qiao Yu seemed not to feel anything as he walked towards Shi Shaorong, dragging his knife.

Shi Shaorong's expression changed as well. Was this man using some kind of invincibility cheat?

A normal mage would have been killed by her Ice Arrow Technique, but this person had been hit by hundreds of them and was still moving, looking like a hedgehog.

"I don't believe it! You can't possibly be unkillable!" Shi Shaorong gritted her silver teeth.

Last time, she tried to use Ice Seal to compete with Qiao Yu's health points, but she failed. This time, she abandoned her best skill, Ice Seal, and used all her mana to deal damage.

She didn't believe that she still couldn't kill Qiao Yu this way!

"Ice Arrow Technique!"

Countless more ice spears shot out.

Every step Qiao Yu took left a bloody footprint on the arena. After he left, the bloody footprints froze into ice. Blood had already dyed his entire body red.

His lonely, thin figure made the audience in the stands feel extremely sorry for him.

What kind of belief was supporting this young man to continue defending the arena?

"Student Qiao Yu! Don't compete anymore!"

Finally, a girl couldn't bear to watch this cruel scene any longer and cried out, trying to persuade Qiao Yu.

The cheers in the stands also died down.

In the distance, at the principal's seat, the four principals were also silent. They had never seen such a determined student.

With such severe injuries, he would be enduring intense pain every second. How did this young man persevere?

Judging from his heavy steps, he was clearly running out of strength!

"Damn it, 9 Agility is increasingly insufficient!"

Qiao Yu cursed inwardly. The reason he was walking slowly was entirely because his Agility was too low, and it had nothing to do with his injuries.

Moreover, the ice flowers flying all over the place were also greatly affecting his already slow speed.

His health still had two thousand, almost three thousand points left. Shi Shaorong's spell burst was far inferior to Yang Xiangdi's.

After all, Shi Shaorong's specialty was Ice Seal control. Even with the Ice Domain bonus, she was still a bit different from someone like Yang Xiangdi, who used Ground Burst Technique as a regular attack.

"It seems that you really have a reason why you can't lose…" Shi Shaorong's expression was somewhat complicated.

She had never seen anyone try so hard.

"I'm sorry, Qiao Yu! I also have a reason to win at all costs!" Shi Shaorong's eyes sharpened.

"Wrath of the Frost!"

Shi Shaorong raised her staff, and terrifying fluctuations continuously gathered at the top of her staff.

The temperature of the entire arena began to drop, and even the audience in the stands felt a chill.

"This little girl is very good! Your Second High School has indeed recruited a good seedling this time!"

The principal of First High School didn't hide his admiration at all.

If nothing unexpected happened, Shi Shaorong would definitely become a coveted examinee for major universities after the college entrance examination, just like Qiao Yu and the others.

"A charge-up skill. Brother Yu, you need to be careful…" Yang Xiangdi muttered to himself.

No one knew how powerful a charge-up skill could be. It completely depended on the charging time and the skill's level.

Theoretically speaking, if one charged for long enough, it was possible for an Apprentice Realm cultivator to kill an Archmage.

Qiao Yu naturally wouldn't sit still and wait for death. When he discovered that Shi Shaorong was charging up, he held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in reverse grip.

Charge-up skills had a drawback: the caster couldn't do anything during the charging period, including moving!

With a forceful throw, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade shot towards Shi Shaorong like a long rainbow.

However, he still underestimated the horror of the cold. When the Green Dragon Crescent Blade flew in front of Shi Shaorong, its speed gradually slowed down.

The blade was covered in frost, and then a layer of thin ice congealed on the surface of the crescent blade.

*Clang!*

When the crescent blade fell to the ground, it had already been frozen in the ice pile.

Qiao Yu's expression changed. He was still some distance away from Shi Shaorong, and with his current Agility, he wouldn't be able to get there in time.

"Qiao Yu, it's not too late to admit defeat now."

Shi Shaorong's face was pale, and even her lips had lost their color. Countless ice crystals hung on her long eyelashes.

Clearly, using this move, Wrath of the Frost, was quite taxing on her as well.

"It's not too late for you to shave your head now."

Qiao Yu stared intently at the top of Shi Shaorong's staff. He couldn't judge whether he could withstand this attack.

"Hopeless."

Shi Shaorong shook her head and pointed her staff directly forward.

A terrifying gust of chilling air rushed directly towards Qiao Yu. Qiao Yu even heard a roar in his ears.

"The outcome has been decided."

Long Xiang shook his head. He was the top scorer in the Warrior class of the previous college entrance examination and had extremely sharp eyes.

Against such a terrifying charge-up skill, even if he were on the stage, he could only choose to interrupt Shi Shaorong's casting in advance or temporarily avoid the attack.

Once hit head-on, even Long Xiang would not be able to handle it.

This Qiao Yu was going to lose.