After switching jobs to Navelette, the school beauty turns out to be Funina!

Jiang Chen sang softly.

His body slowly lifted off the ground and hovered in mid-air. This illogical scene instantly silenced the entire audience.

You can fly at level 10?!

What kind of skill is that?!

Before anyone could react, a huge blue magic circle suddenly formed in the void behind Jiang Chen.

"Since you think your shell is too hard, then try this."

"Cover-up mode activated."

boom--!!!

A terrifying high-pressure torrent, like divine punishment, erupted from behind Jiang Chen!

That wasn't an ordinary water column.

That was a torrent of heavy water compressed to the extreme and flowing at an extreme speed!

The torrent crashed against Zhou Yan's rock armor, producing a teeth-grinding cutting sound.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!

Zhou Yan, who was originally full of confidence, froze instantly with a smile.

His rocky skin, which he was so proud of, was like tofu in front of that blue torrent, instantly stripped away and pulverized!

"This...this is impossible! I have magic immunity!" Zhou Yan shouted in horror.

"Magic immunity?" Jiang Chen's voice came from the air, cold and authoritative.

"That applies to magic. But this is physical cleaning."

That's right, high-pressure water jets are essentially a physical attack!

As long as the water pressure is high enough, I can cut not only rocks, but even diamonds for you!

boom!

First layer of armor, shattered!

Second layer of armor, shattered!

The third floor...

In just two seconds, all five layers of armor on Zhou Yan's body were rendered useless.

The torrent didn't stop; instead, it pressed directly against Zhou Yan's chest, pushing this burly man weighing over 200 pounds backward like a bulldozer.

"Aaaaaah! Stop! Stop! I'm going to fly out!"

Zhou Yan's feet plowed two deep furrows in the ground, but he was no match for the terrifying impact.

Jiang Chen hovered in the air, even having the leisure to adjust his angle.

"Go on."

With a flick of Jiang Chen's finger, the torrent suddenly increased its output.

whoosh-

Zhou Yan flew directly off the stage, tracing a graceful parabola in the air before finally landing with a "plop" in the decorative pool outside the audience seating area, splashing up a huge spray of water.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Only the occasional bubbles rising from the decorative pool proved that the unfortunate "rock giant" was still alive.

Jiang Chen landed slowly, his clothes still dry and clean. He dispelled the magic array behind him and waved at the still bubbling pool.

"You don't need to take my surname anymore. I won't take such a weak son."

The referee swallowed hard and raised his hand shakily.

"The winner is... Jiang Chen!"

boom!

The audience erupted in chaos.

"Holy crap! That's a water mage?!"

"Water guns flying in the sky? That's so cheating!"

"That Zhou Yan must have had at least a thousand points of defense, right? His defense was breached in just two seconds?"

"This isn't whitewashing, it's practically demolition!"

Zhao Wuji sat below the stage, his face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

He stared intently at Jiang Chen on the stage, the contempt in his eyes finally disappearing, replaced by deep apprehension.

"It can fly, it can break through defenses, and its burst damage is extremely high..." Zhao Wuji muttered to himself.

"Looks like I really need some real skills to win you over."

"However..." He touched the burning dragon scales on his arm, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Mages are ultimately fragile. Once I get close, one combo and you're dead!"

……

The following matches were simply easy wins for Jiang Chen and Xia Qingyu.

Xia Qingyu used the "Seafood Summoning Style" to disgust her opponents until they surrendered.

That crab even became a popular star of the competition, and every time it appeared, it would elicit cheers from the audience saying "Crush his butt!"

Jiang Chen, on the other hand, was straightforward and brutal.

Go on stage -> float in the air -> spray water -> lift away.

The whole process was smooth and seamless, without any frills. Whether you're a warrior, assassin, or mage, if you can't withstand one high-pressure water jet, you'll have to obediently go take a bath in the pool.

Some even gave Jiang Chen a nickname – "Director of the Imperial Bath Center".

Finally, after two days of competition, the qualifying rounds reached the finals.

As everyone expected, the two people standing on the final stage were Jiang Chen and Zhao Wuji.

This battle was known as the "Battle of the True and False Dragon Kings".

Because Zhao Wuji's class is [Dragon Blood War God], while Jiang Chen's class stats show him to be a mage, the sense of oppression he exudes is even more like a dragon than a dragon.

On the arena.

The two faced off, ten meters apart.

Zhao Wuji took off his shirt, revealing his muscles that looked like they were cast in steel. Red dragon scales covered half of his body, and a scorching aura emanated from him.

"Jiang Chen, I have to admit, you're very strong." Zhao Wuji grinned maliciously and cracked his neck.

"But I'll show you how different real dragon blood is from your tricks."

"Today, I will crush every single bone in your body, one by one, until you kneel on the ground begging me!"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh as he listened to this childish remark.

"Why do all the villains have almost the same lines? Aren't they ever coming up with anything new?"

He raised his head, and his once dark eyes had now quietly turned into purple vertical pupils.

The sky had darkened at some point, with thick clouds and the faint rumble of thunder.

"Real dragon blood?"

Jiang Chen took a step forward, and his aura was no longer restrained, but was released wildly like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami!

In that instant, Zhao Wuji felt as if he was facing someone other than himself.

Rather, it is a mythical creature that has awakened from the ancient abyss and looks down upon all living beings!

"You dare utter that word?"

Jiang Chen's voice became somewhat ethereal, as if it came from all directions.

"Since you wish to see a real dragon..."

"Then I'll show you what... the might of the Ancient Dragon really means."

[Passive Skill - Ancient Dragon's Authority, activated!]

boom!

An invisible wave instantly swept across the entire arena.

Below the arena, several animal trainers with their pets were horrified to find that all their pets were lying on the ground, trembling, and some had even wet themselves in fear.

Zhao Wuji on the stage turned deathly pale instantly.

His prized dragon blood was now flowing wildly backwards within his body!

It's the instinctive fear of a lower being encountering a higher being!

His legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

His knees began to buckle.

"No...impossible! I am the Dragonblood War God! How could I possibly be afraid of you!"

Zhao Wuji roared, trying to charge forward, but he found that he didn't even have the strength to lift his foot.

Jiang Chen walked towards him step by step, and with each step, the sense of oppression grew stronger.

When Jiang Chen finally stood before Zhao Wuji, he looked down at his opponent, who was covered in sweat and had a distorted face.

"Is this your dragon blood?"

Jiang Chen extended a finger and gently tapped Zhao Wuji's forehead.

"It's too dirty."

"Kneel down."

thump!

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people in the audience.

That arrogant S+ level genius, Zhao Wuji, the descendant of the Zhao family's dragon blood.

His knees buckled, and he knelt heavily before Jiang Chen!

Head bowed, body trembling, as if bowing to the king!

The entire audience: ? ? ?

They didn't even fight? They were defeated on the spot?

What kind of dimensional reduction attack is this?!