I Have Infinite Skill Points

With his Sunlight Wheel in Both Hands, Wang Lan slashed down the instant Duan Ziqi's dagger attacked.

Even with his dynamic vision, Wang Lan could clearly see the rapidly changing expression on Duan Ziqi's face: terror, bewilderment, disbelief.

If Wang Lan hadn't held back, this Solar Wheel strike could have beheaded Duan Ziqi. In an instant, Wang Lan's Solar Wheel slightly trembled, shifting at an angle and brushing past Duan Ziqi.

The scene froze, as if in a time replay, the previous image once again appearing before everyone's eyes.

Only this time, their positions were swapped, and there was something slightly off about Duan Ziqi's appearance...

Duan Ziqi originally sported a buzz cut with spiky hair, but having been grazed by Wang Lan's Solar Wheel, he was now prematurely balding.

"You've lost," Wang Lan said indifferently, turning to walk toward the stands.

If I hadn't shown mercy with that strike, it wouldn't have just been his hair taken off, but his head.

"What kind of joke is this? You cut a few strands of my hair and say you won?"

Wang Lan's footsteps halted. A breeze swept past him from behind.

Wang Lan hadn't expected Duan Ziqi to be so shameless. He turned his head to look at the on-site referee. The Star Martial Referee, merely a school teacher with a Star Shine Stage cultivation level, couldn't possibly discern such details.

The referee team hastily brought up the video for slow-motion playback. However, the results couldn't prove whether Wang Lan had mercifully aimed for the top of Duan Ziqi's head or if Duan Ziqi had dodged the strike.

"Wang Lan, Duan Ziqi, the video footage cannot determine the outcome of your match. Therefore, we've decided to continue the competition. Wang Lan, do you object?"

Wang Lan's brows furrowed, and he slowly shook his head. "No objections. But if it really comes to that, I cannot guarantee there won't be unforeseen consequences."

The referee nodded. The school had already taken this into account. "Duan Ziqi, I also hope you can face reality. If there is indeed a strength gap between you and Wang Lan, please don't push yourself..."

Even the referee felt a bit uncomfortable saying this. Advising a Star Cloud Stage cultivator not to overdo it against a Star Shine Stage opponent? This is truly absurd.

"Teacher, what makes you think I'm less capable than Wang Lan? Just because of my hair?" Duan Ziqi's face turned a shade of green with anger as he reached up to his head.

Wind-attribute Star Power surged. In the blink of an eye, sharp winds chopped his full head of black hair, leaving a shiny bald head under the sunlight.

The referee stepped back as Duan Ziqi suddenly WHOOSHED into the sky, his body enveloped by winds like fluttering ribbons. Duan Ziqi quietly ascended high into the air.

Seeing this, the expressions of Xu Xiangwen and the other three changed drastically.

"Shameless! Duan Ziqi had already lost, and he shamelessly refused to accept it just for this... He has mastered a flying-type Star Martial Skill!"

Flying-type Star Martial Skills were rare. This wasn't because they weren't needed, but because the conditions for flight were too exacting. Only the Wind attribute met the requirements for flight; other flying-type Star Martial Skills involved changes in the form of Star Power.

Moreover, any Form Changing Star Martial Skills that granted flight required an extremely high level of control over Star Power. This high barrier to entry limited the number of Star Martial Warriors who could fly.

Being able to fly was the source of Duan Ziqi's audacity to deny his loss.

From high above, it's a dimensional reduction strike! I'm already flying sky-high, shoulder to shoulder with the sun. How can I possibly lose?

"Duan Ziqi, can you use two Star Martial Skills at the same time?" Wang Lan looked up, smiling as he asked.

"I can't! But do you think I don't have a way?" Duan Ziqi sneered. His Star Power surged in an instant, and as it did, his flying-type Star Martial Skill faltered, and he began to fall from the sky.

But after falling no more than twenty meters, a vacuum bullet shot out from Duan Ziqi's mouth, targeting Wang Lan like a missile.

The moment the vacuum bullet struck, Duan Ziqi's Star Power surged again, and he ascended to the sky once more.

Damn it, this tactic is pure air raid bombing, isn't it? Dive, drop a bomb, then climb? If I hadn't mastered a shooting-type Star Martial Skill specifically designed to counteract flying types, I would have been in trouble.

"Wang Lan, just surrender! Otherwise, you're going to die," Duan Ziqi called from above, arms spread like a deity. Being so high, he had never felt so good.

That feeling of looking down on all living beings gave him a sense of being their master.

"There won't be a next time." Wang Lan slowly raised his right hand, shaping his fingers like a gun.

Seeing this stance, everyone was puzzled. Even Jiang Xinyu and the others had no idea what Wang Lan was about to do. Only Principal Zhang in the stands shot to his feet, his face filled with disbelief at the sight of the gesture.

In a trance, memories of glorious bygone days surfaced. It was a time when countless flying Exotic Beasts rampaged across the sky. These beasts not only flew at great speeds but could also spew scorching molten lava from their mouths.

It was a battlefield akin to hell, littered with charred corpses. A small city spanning ten kilometers was devastated by this sudden onslaught of flying Exotic Beasts.

Just as they, the volunteers, despaired, reinforcements arrived.

Facing thousands of flying Exotic Beasts, only fifty troops came as support. At the time, Principal Zhang and the others thought these reinforcements were just lambs to the slaughter.

But the moment they engaged in battle, an unforgettable image was seared into their minds. Each soldier made the same gesture as Wang Lan, pointing a finger gun towards the sky.

In an instant, as if countless laser cannons fired, the arrogant flying Exotic Beasts rained down from the sky. In just an hour, tens of thousands of powerful flying Exotic Beasts were wiped out.

Principal Zhang still remembered the name of those reinforcement troops.

Vermilion Bird!

A golden glow emerged around Wang Lan, a pair of wings spread, and in an instant, a silver-white Crescent Arrow shot from his fingertip.

"What?"

Duan Ziqi's face changed dramatically, and he hastily tried to dodge.

But Wang Lan instantly fired six Crescent Arrows, sealing off all of Duan Ziqi's escape routes. Panicked, Duan Ziqi attempted to climb higher, but his ascent was no match for the speed of the Crescent Arrows.

"Wind Barrier—" In his haste, Duan Ziqi quickly activated his Star Martial Skill, and his body began to fall from the sky.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Two arrows struck the barrier and exploded on impact, while the remaining four zipped past. Duan Ziqi, like a falling meteor, plummeted from the sky and, with everyone watching in stunned silence, landed headfirst precisely into a sandpit outside the combat arena.

Wang Lan coldly glanced at Duan Ziqi, then turned to the referee.

"First match, Wang Lan wins!"

"Successfully advanced to the top ten. Awarded five thousand experience points and two hundred skill points."

The moment the prompt sounded, the experience bar on the system's character panel leaped from ninety-seven to one hundred percent.

As the experience points filled up, a surge of Star Energy Fluctuation emanated from Wang Lan.

"What is Wang Lan doing? He's already won, so why is his Star Energy Fluctuation surging?" This spectacle was quickly noticed by the students who had regained their composure, immediately causing an uproar.

"He's so ruthless! He beat Duan Ziqi that badly and still doesn't plan to let him off? Is the referee blind? Why isn't he stopping Wang Lan?"

"Would the referee dare to stop him? If Wang Lan really got serious, he could take on all the Star Martial Art teachers in the school by himself..."

"You two idiots, that's enough! Can't you even tell the difference between the fluctuation of releasing a Star Martial Skill and that of a breakthrough?" As his words fell, the speaker suddenly slapped himself. "Damn it, he can break through like this?"

"A breakthrough? He can actually break through like this?"

This question spread like a virus in an instant.

He just finished a battle and released so many Star Martial Skills? Seriously? After consuming so much Star Power, how can he still break through?

The Star Energy Fluctuation grew even more pronounced and intense. Suddenly, with a series of crackling sounds, the Star Energy Fluctuation around Wang Lan calmed down.

His consciousness sank into the system. Character: Wang Lan.

Level: Star Shine Nine!

Just one more level. Just one more level to break through to the Star Cloud Stage! Sweet...

But when Wang Lan saw the experience points needed for Star Shine Nine, his face instantly darkened.

Ninety thousand experience points.

What does ninety thousand experience points even mean? Over the New Year, destroying an elite spy group plus finding the Demonic Transformation Potion production workshop combined only yielded ninety thousand experience points.

Such a huge reward from that mission is only enough for one level-up. The road ahead is long and arduous; I'll have to strive and scramble.

"Medical staff, quick, medical staff—"

"How is student Duan Ziqi?"

"He suffered shock from the intense explosion, resulting in a slight concussion and mild internal organ trauma. The problems aren't significant..." the medical staff quickly reported after a hasty check.

"He's okay? That's good. Carry Duan Ziqi off to rest. Next match, Zhuang Haotian versus... Jiang Xinyu!"

The moment this matchup was announced, Zhuang Haotian's expression instantly turned from schadenfreude to one of utter constipation. Originally, Zhuang Haotian had derived great pleasure from seeing Duan Ziqi pummeled by Wang Lan. Although it was Wang Lan doing the beating, Zhuang Haotian felt as if he were the one delivering the punches.

Before he could enjoy his delight for long, the next match plunged Zhuang Haotian's heart into the depths of despair. Wang Lan had defeated him with a single strike. Zhuang Haotian believed he had chosen a poor strategy. It was like using a hand full of bombs only to play a pair of threes.

But facing Jiang Xinyu... Damn it, she's a monster with a hand full of royal flushes! Watching Jiang Xinyu get up to enter the arena, Zhuang Haotian just wanted to grab the teacher who drew the matchups by the throat and ask.

What was the point of letting me revive in Xu Donghai's place? Just so I could make a brief appearance before being gloriously eliminated?

When Zhuang Haotian entered the arena, the stands immediately erupted into laughter, especially from those contestants who believed their strength was no less than Zhuang Haotian's yet had narrowly missed resurrection due to the comprehensive exam.

Zhuang Haotian, just stop struggling. The stands are where you belong. Come on back, buddy.

BEEP BEEP—

Just as Wang Lan returned to his seat, the phone in his pocket rang.

He picked it up and answered, "Hello, Xu?"

"You're at school now, right?"

"Yeah! I'm here."

"Is your competition over?"

"The morning session is done. There's still the challenge tournament this afternoon."

"I'm also at your school. Come to the back mountain for a bit."

"Alright!"

Suzhou No.1 Middle School was built strictly following the characteristics of Suzhou's gardens, emphasizing harmony between heaven and earth, and the blending of mountains and water. This was especially true for the Star Martial Arts Campus, which required an open field for wilderness training. Even without real mountains, a man-made hill spanning ninety thousand square meters had been constructed.

The so-called back mountain referred to that place.

When Wang Lan arrived at the back mountain, the school's Director of Academic Affairs and the homeroom teacher of Class Eight were both present.

"Wang Lan, what are you doing here? Go back! Is the competition over?" the Director of Academic Affairs shouted.

"Director Mo, I called Wang Lan over," Xu Shiyun said, beckoning to Wang Lan. "Besides being your student, Wang Lan is also a Red Elite of our Tianjian Bureau. Wang Lan, come take a look."

Within a few leaps, they were once again standing atop the hill.

Before Wang Lan's eyes, a field of four-leaf clovers stretched from the hilltop down to its base.