I Have Infinite Skill Points

Upon hearing Gong Feiyu's words, Wang Lan instantly understood. Wang Lan had said before that to use a complex Star Martial Skill, one needed four minds to act as one. Normally, it is very difficult for a person to divide their attention four ways. However, Xu Xiangwen, who could split into four Physical Clones, with each clone dominating a part, plus the collective unity of the clones, had truly achieved the feat of dividing his attention four ways. If Xu Xiangwen had more than just the Yang Attribute, performing a complex Star Martial Skill would have been much simpler for him than for other people.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! A swirl of dust enveloped the area as a figure was violently blasted backward from the forceful strikes. Duan Ziqi retreated continuously until he reached the edge of the competition arena where he suddenly choked, vomiting a pool of fresh blood.

"Classmate Duan Ziqi, how are your injuries? Can you continue the competition?" the referee standing beside the arena quickly asked.

"I'm fine." After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Duan Ziqi stood up again and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He looked up at the Thousand Hands Buddha phantom formed by Xu Xiangwen.

"This move already has the strength of the Star Cloud Stage. It's just a pity that your Star Martial Skill is launched by four people working together. Being unable to move is this move's biggest flaw," he said.

"Even if I stand still, I can still beat you till you crap yourself."

The hem of Duan Ziqi's clothes fluttered. Enveloped by a gentle breeze, he slowly ascended high into the sky. From his vantage point, he looked down upon Xu Xiangwen like a deity.

Hundreds of meters in the air, Duan Ziqi's figure was obscured by sunlight. Everyone craned their necks, holding their breath and enduring the glaring sun as they watched tensely.

Suddenly, Star Power surged in the sky, and fierce winds whipped up a storm. The clear sky changed dramatically in an instant as wild winds gathered the clouds.

Wang Lan watched with a grave expression as Duan Ziqi plummeted from the sky, his heart leaping into his throat. This attack exuded an intense pressure that Wang Lan could feel.

If it were Wang Lan, he would have had to use the Purple Flame Arrow to counter Duan Ziqi's attack, and that was only because his flames countered Duan Ziqi's Wind Attribute.

Head down, Duan Ziqi transformed into a rapidly spinning wind drill. The wind blades concentrated at his fingertips seemed to turn into lightning.

Lightning's characteristic is its focused power. The combination of the wind blades' cutting force and lightning's terrifying speed made this attack not only incredibly sharp but also frighteningly fast.

"Xu Xiangwen won't be able to withstand this move," Jiang Xinyu suddenly said, her voice filled with tension.

Not only would Xu Xiangwen be unable to withstand it, but no Star Martial Warrior below the Galaxy Stage could, not even a Gold Attribute Star Martial Warrior known for their defense.

In an instant, Duan Ziqi's attack descended upon Xu Xiangwen's head. Xu Xiangwen's Thousand Hands Buddha immediately launched a dense barrage of terrifying attacks at Duan Ziqi in the sky. However, Duan Ziqi, like a Ghost in the wind, deftly evaded the Thousand Hands' bombardment and fiercely slammed into the Buddha phantom's forehead.

BOOM— The intense air pressure exploded instantly, and a violent wind swept through the area.

"Xiangwen, retreat—" Wang Lan shouted.

BOOM—

The moment Wang Lan's voice rang out, an explosion erupted. A figure was sent flying outward by the shockwave from the center of the blast.

Wang Lan's figure flashed and disappeared from the preparation platform. He moved like a nimble snake, taking a serpentine path to catch Xu Xiangwen before he hit the ground.

The moment he caught Xu Xiangwen, Wang Lan's face immediately darkened. Xu Xiangwen's injuries were ten times more severe than he had imagined. His entire body was covered with dense wind blade cuts.

Through his senses, Wang Lan detected countless tiny wind blades still cutting through Xu Xiangwen's muscle tissue. Without the intervention of a powerful Medical Attribute Star Martial Warrior, all of Xu Xiangwen's organs and limbs would lose connection. Even if he survived, he would be nothing more than a senseless lump of flesh.

As Wang Lan caught Xu Xiangwen, Jiang Xinyu and Gong Feiyu instantly appeared beside him. Wang Lan had already torn open Xu Xiangwen's clothes and pressed his palm onto Xu Xiangwen's chest. Star Power surged as he activated his Healing Star Martial Skill.

"How is Xiangwen?"

"Give me a Soul Bead!" Wang Lan demanded in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xinyu's expression changed instantly. Her icy eyes stared coldly at Duan Ziqi, who had created a large crater in the competition arena. Duan Ziqi was currently kneeling on one knee, surrounded by a hazy mist of wind.

Jiang Xinyu knew how potent Wang Lan's healing abilities were. With his Star Power reserves, he could save two people on the brink of death. The more severe the injury, the more Star Power was required. The fact that Wang Lan needed a Soul Bead to complete the healing meant Xu Xiangwen's injuries were many times worse than near-fatal.

It could be said that tiny wind needles were slicing every part of Xu Xiangwen's body, down to every square millimeter. Therefore, Wang Lan's treatment was tantamount to completely reconstructing Xu Xiangwen's physical body.

With such injuries, no one but a deity—or Wang Lan—could save him.

Without hesitation, Jiang Xinyu took out a Soul Bead from her waist bag and handed it to Wang Lan. With the Soul Bead as support, Wang Lan's heart settled down.

"Classmate Wang Lan, how are Classmate Xu Xiangwen's injuries?" the referee asked urgently as he ran over.

The sheer force of that last blow had given him quite a fright. The violent collision had almost made him think both contestants would perish together. Fortunately, Duan Ziqi was unharmed, and Xu Xiangwen also seemed to be alive.

"He'll be fine, just give me three minutes."

In the stands above, after a brief silence, a buzz of discussion arose.

"Damn, I used to think we were classmates, all just ordinary folks with two shoulders and a head. But now I realize, they're gods and we're mere mortals."

"With that kind of display, if we could achieve that in our lifetime, we could die content. Is this how two Star Cloud Stage warriors fight? If you told me they were at the Galaxy Stage, I'd believe it."

"Forget it. What's the point of a bunch of us at the Star Shine Stage guessing? Maybe that's really the normal combat power of the Star Cloud Stage. Galaxy Stage warriors are probably the kind who can destroy a city with one punch," someone said.

"Yeah, you've watched too much anime! Galaxy Stage warriors destroying a city with a punch, Star Sea Stage crushing a country with a stomp... Then the Five Emperors can blow up a planet with one punch, and the Five Elders can wipe out half a galaxy with a single shockwave!"

"Hey, you've got that wrong. The Five Emperors are Jade Country's strongest fighting force. It's not certain that the Five Elders are stronger than the Five Emperors."

The buzzing discussion continued. After depleting two Soul Beads, Wang Lan finally moved his hand away from Xu Xiangwen's chest.

"How is he?" Gong Feiyu asked anxiously.

"He should be fine now."

"Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"Xinyu, how about chilling him a bit?"

HISSS—

A stream of cold mist shot from Jiang Xinyu's palm, blasting Xu Xiangwen right in the face.

"I'll get right up, immediately—" Xu Xiangwen let out a strange yell and flipped over to sit up. But even as he sat up, his eyes remained closed as he groped around with his hands.

"What are you looking for?"

"My clothes..."

"Can't you freaking open your eyes?"

It was then that Xu Xiangwen finally opened his blurry eyes. "Huh? How come I'm here? This is the sports field, right? What day is it today?"

After suffering a severe impact, a person might experience a brief period of memory loss. This is the body's self-preservation mechanism. The memories gradually return once the mind determines that recalling them won't cause further harm.

"Today is the challenge match." Wang Lan grabbed Xu Xiangwen's hand and pulled him up. As long as Xu Xiangwen was okay, Wang Lan and the others' mood immediately improved, and they resumed their usual teasing.

"To avoid being late, you decided to simply sleep at the school last night. Now we're waking you up for the match."

"Bullshit, even if I slept at the school, there's no way I'd sleep on the sports field... Wait, it seems like I was in a match... I didn't get my memory knocked out of me, did I?"

"Your memory might be fuzzy, but your IQ is still online. You're fine. Stay in the stands for now. You can challenge again later; you still have one more chance."

After sending Xu Xiangwen off, Wang Lan, Jiang Xinyu, and Gong Feiyu returned to the stands, where Duan Ziqi had already taken Xu Xiangwen's seat.

"That's my spot, and I'll definitely get it back. Wang Lan, your Medical Star Martial Skill is truly impressive. After the provincial martial arts competition, I hope I can count on your support, alright? You wouldn't hold a grudge over this little incident and retaliate officially, would you?" Duan Ziqi said to Wang Lan with a faint smile, as if nothing had happened.

"I won't," Wang Lan replied with a smile, shaking his head.

"Wang Lan, actually, I was thinking of challenging you again, but the principal sought me out earlier and said that you must participate in the provincial competition. Not because of your strength, but because your identity as a Medical Star Martial Warrior is indispensable to the city's representative team."

Duan Ziqi chattered endlessly. Beside him, Jiang Xinyu and Gong Feiyu maintained cold expressions, not even glancing at him. Jiang Xinyu tapped her fingers lightly, while Gong Feiyu stroked his chin, Hmm, should I take care of this after school…

"Hmm... have you finished talking? What makes you so confident that you're already on the team?" Wang Lan asked with a full-faced smile, looking at Duan Ziqi.

"I'm already sitting here, do you think anyone can kick me out?"

Wang Lan quietly pulled out his phone. "Hello, Sisi, how is Xiangwen doing? Can he still fight?"

"His thoughts are still a bit scattered. It might take him another hour to recover."

"You participate in the challenge."

"Ah? Me? Challenge who? I can't beat any of them."

"Challenge me."

When those two words landed, Jiang Xinyu smiled. Gong Feiyu snapped his head around, looking at Wang Lan with an expression of sheer admiration. Damn, what a genius! Why didn't I think of that?

Meanwhile, Duan Ziqi, who had overheard the entire conversation, felt his face turn pitch black. He had never expected Wang Lan to pull such a stunt. Wang Lan had fought his way into the top ten; even if he lost a challenge, he still had one more chance to challenge someone else.

"Ah? Isn't that a bit improper?"

"Don't worry. My goal is to participate in the challenge match; you understand."

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge? If you want to challenge, please come and register. If there are no more challengers, the challenge match will conclude."

"I challenge!" Xie Sisi shouted, approaching the registration desk for the challenges.

"You?"

The Dean of Discipline frowned. He knew Xie Sisi; she was indeed a promising seedling. However, Xie Sisi's platform to shine was definitely at university, not in high school. With her current strength, she wouldn't even pass the first round of the provincial martial arts competition.

But the rules were the rules. Although he was reluctant for Xie Sisi to participate in the challenge, he still nodded and approved her application.

"Classmate Xie Sisi, whom do you wish to challenge?" the Dean of Discipline asked perfunctorily. In his view, she was bound to lose regardless of whom she challenged.

"Classmate Wang Lan."

PFFT—COUGH! COUGH! COUGH... The Dean of Discipline choked, nearly spitting out the goji berries he was presumably chewing.