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Chapter 3731: 4.1331 Continuous Contribution Points

Tianhua Academy had suffered three consecutive losses, and everyone was simmering with suppressed frustration. Seeing Ma Ta standing proudly and arrogantly on the arena, some Tianhua Academy students naturally felt indignant.

So, Biaoliang, a Twelfth-Level Grand Spirit Master, swiftly leaped onto the arena and cupped his fists towards Ma Ta. "Little brother, please enlighten me."

Ma Ta's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately felt eager to try. Before this, Qiao Qiao had found a very suitable cultivation technique for each of them in the Chaoyang Tower. Since he had learned that spiritual skill, he hadn't had the chance to use it. Now, encountering this unlucky Biaoliang, he finally had someone to practice on.

Ma Ta, always a bit of a scoundrel, actually grinned at Biaoliang. To be honest, this guy was better off not smiling; his smile sent shivers down Biaoliang's spine, inexplicably raising his guard. His eyes were fixed on Ma Ta, not daring to move an inch.

Biaoliang was a Twelfth-Level Grand Spirit Master with eight layers of spirit fire; his inherent strength was not weak. Ma Ta had also made rapid progress recently, having now broken through to the Twelfth-Level Grand Spirit Master realm. These two should, in theory, be evenly matched, but it's well-known that different spiritual skills, even with the same Five Spirit origin realm, can produce vastly different effects.

Ma Ta's New Skill

The spiritual skill Ma Ta learned from the Chaoyang Tower, called Smoke Water Mist, was a Heaven-tier spiritual skill, extremely rare in the world. For an ordinary small family, possessing even one high-level spiritual skill was considered good. For example, the tattered book Divine Soul-Splitting Record that Lord Qiao Qiao obtained from the Listening Maple Pavilion was considered a supreme Saint-tier cultivation method. The difference in spiritual skill levels meant a world of difference in the spiritual energy effects they could produce.

Ma Ta wielded his Hongji Spear flawlessly, leaving no openings around him. Biaoliang, who was battling him, couldn't even get close enough to touch a corner of his clothes. As time went on, Biaoliang's mood grew increasingly frustrated. He mobilized all his spiritual energy, forming a fireball, and hurled it towards Ma Ta's chest.

Ma Ta, however, chuckled. With a slight flick of his water spirit, he effortlessly dissolved the fireball Biaoliang had unleashed. At the same time, wisps of smoke-like water spirit energy rose around Ma Ta, densely arranged like countless tiny water droplets scattered around Biaoliang's body.

Instructor Ximen Chang and many students from Tianhua Academy, watching from below the arena, couldn't help but slightly contract their pupils. Biaoliang, standing on the arena, hadn't noticed, but those below had. At this moment, Biaoliang seemed to be enveloped in a misty rain, completely surrounded by his opponent's water spirit power.

Ma Ta raised his hand, and thousands of tiny water droplets, transformed into countless hidden weapons, shot towards Biaoliang's body. Biaoliang's skin immediately turned red and swollen when hit by the first round of tiny water droplets. He quickly activated his defensive ring as an emergency measure, boosting his defense. Simultaneously, countless tiny water droplets surged up, splattering and crackling all over his defensive shield.

Biaoliang's face suddenly changed. He quickly retreated step by step, inwardly cursing at the seemingly insignificant yet incredibly dense water droplets hitting him. Just as the dense water droplets were about to pierce his defensive shield, a swiftly moving silver spear suddenly hooked the sharp blade in his hand, and with a "smack," flung it onto the arena.