Gu Yuena wasn't sure, but Qian Mo, as a time-traveler, knew that Long Yue's initial awakening wasn't the Mountain Dragon King Spirit, but was later granted by a Dragon Soul, which was likely related to the Dragon Valley.
It was precisely because Long Yue's Mountain Dragon King Spirit didn't originate from himself that he couldn't control his Spirit and went berserk.
At this moment, the battle on the competition stage had entered a heated phase.
After revealing his Mountain Dragon King Spirit, Long Yue's aura had escalated to an incredibly terrifying level.
Long Yue's eyes were fixed on Le Zhengyu.
Suddenly, he burst into laughter, bent down, and slammed his right fist onto the ground.
His first spirit ring also lit up accordingly.
"First Spirit Ability, Mountain River!"
The ground of the competition stage cracked, and small mountains, like sword tips, surged out from the ground, as if connecting the Sky and the earth, instantly covering the entire competition area.
The Mountain Dragon King possessed the authority to create mountains and continents, which was quite exaggerated.
Holy Angel Martial Soul, Fourth Spirit Ability, Angel Descent!
Brilliant golden light enveloped his entire body, and Le Zhengyu turned completely golden.
His golden wings flapped, and intense Sacred Light radiated from his body.
Mountains soared into the Sky, chasing his figure.
He constantly changed his shape in the air, continuously dodging those terrifying attacks.
Le Zhengyu flapped his wings and finally found an opportunity, passing through several mountain peaks and rushing to Long Yue's front.
He gripped his Sacred Sword with both hands and descended from the Sky.
All his strength was concentrated on the Sacred Sword.
Sacred Light and Judgment Light were completely attached at this moment, and the fusion of the four Spirit Abilities caused his entire body to burn with scorching Sacred Flame.
He knew that he didn't have many opportunities, so he absolutely couldn't waste a single bit and had to erupt when he was at his strongest.
Looking at Le Zhengyu descending from the Sky, Long Yue grinned, and his second spirit ring lit up.
"Rivers!"
Suddenly, the Sky seemed to collapse, and countless streams of water descended from the Sky, like the Milky Way pouring down, instantly crashing down.
Le Zhengyu's body and his Sacred Sword were instantly swallowed by the terrifying Rivers.
This powerful impact made it difficult for him, wearing One-Word Battle Armor, to resist.
At this moment, he was like a small blade of grass on the ground, facing a storm, fragile and utterly defenseless.
Le Zhengyu only felt intense pain as if his entire body was about to fall apart; his bones and meridians were in unbearable agony.
It seemed he wasn't facing a Spirit Master, but the entire natural world.
Transforming his body into mountains and Rivers, when the Mountain Dragon King erupted, it was the arrival of a natural disaster.
With a low roar, Long Yue threw a punch out of nowhere, aimed directly at Le Zhengyu's chest.
He was five meters tall, and even just a fist was the size of a washbasin.
The terrifying force compressed the air, causing it to explode violently.
Le Zhengyu flapped his wings, gripping his sword with both hands.
The pain in his body and the burden of the One-Word Battle Armor made him sway in the air.
But facing Long Yue's attack, Le Zhengyu gritted his teeth.
Sacred Flame rose from the Sacred Sword again, and he met the attack stubbornly.
"Boom--"
Facing Long Yue's dark red fist, the Sacred Sword in Le Zhengyu's hand was knocked away, and a fist print was deeply imprinted on the chest of his Dou Armor.
A fierce look flashed in Le Zhengyu's eyes.
Sacred Flame ignited in his hands, and he punched Long Yue's steel-hard body.
Le Zhengyu was sent flying by Long Yue's punch.
Long Yue stood still, shook his body, and patted himself with one hand, extinguishing the Sacred Flame.
Looking at his charred shoulder, a hint of madness flashed in Long Yue's eyes.
Looking at Le Zhengyu, who stood up stubbornly, he threw another powerful and heavy punch.
This punch was something the exhausted Le Zhengyu couldn't resist or dodge at all.
He could only watch as Long Yue got closer and closer to him.
Just as this punch was about to land on Le Zhengyu, the Angel mark on his forehead suddenly appeared and lit up, and a holy light enveloped Le Zhengyu.
"Boom--"
A dazzling and piercing holy light lit up on the stage, colliding with Long Yue's powerful fist wind.
"We concede this round!"
A calm and magnetic voice sounded on the stage.
Long Yue's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at Qian Mo, who had appeared on the stage at some point.
The wind brought by the fist lifted Qian Mo's clothes.
Qian Mo's expression was calm, his eyes golden, and he steadily caught Long Yue's fist with one hand.
Qian Mo frowned slightly.
As his right hand exerted force, Long Yue was surprised to find that his strength was being dispersed by a clever force, and his massive body was pushed away by a strange force.
"This participant, you, this..." The referee on the side said, somewhat bewildered.
"Didn't you hear? We concede this round."
Qian Mo said impatiently.
He turned around to support the swaying Le Zhengyu and said with worry and anger.
"If you couldn't hold on, conceding would have been fine.
Do you know how foolish you are?"
"Hehe, I don't want to concede!"
Le Zhengyu grinned and fainted in Qian Mo's arms.
Qian Mo raised one hand slightly, and Le Zhengyu was lifted by a gentle spirit power, floating steadily in the air.
"Hmph," Qian Mo looked at Long Yue coldly.
Sacred Flame ignited out of thin air.
The mountains and Rivers on the stage were burned to ashes in the Sacred Flame, and a passage was burned out.
Qian Mo took Le Zhengyu, walked through the passage, and went straight down the stage.
Long Yue put away his Mountain Dragon King Spirit, and his loud voice sounded, "I look forward to facing you in the individual competition."
Qian Mo stopped, tilted his head slightly, and said indifferently, "When you meet me in the individual competition, I'm afraid you won't look forward to facing me again."
After speaking, ignoring Long Yue's livid face, Qian Mo returned to Shrek Academy's waiting area without looking back.
As the referee announced Long Yue's victory, cheers like a mountain tsunami echoed throughout the entire Star Luo Grand Stadium.
However, in the highest viewing stands, Dai Tianling put down the hand he was about to clap with, looked at Qian Mo below the stage with a solemn expression, and asked in a deep voice, "Teacher, can you tell me the background of this Shrek Academy student named Qian Mo?"
After all, Dai Tianling was the Emperor of the Star Luo Empire.
Unlike the ordinary people who only saw Long Yue's victory, what he saw was much more profound.
For example, the move Qian Mo just revealed not only easily took Long Yue's punch but also instantly broke through Long Yue's blockade of mountains and Rivers.
This meant that Long Yue might not be invincible in this competition, and Qian Mo was very likely to threaten Long Yue's position.
En Ci's vision was also extraordinary; he also saw that Qian Mo was not simple.
"Although this young man named Qian Mo is indeed extraordinary, I have confidence in Long Yue.
The abilities of a Spirit Emperor and a Two-Word Battle Armor Master are absolutely unmatched in this competition."