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“Sigh!”

Homeroom teacher Wu Hai looked at his class’s only hope, who seemed about to kneel, and couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

Meng Hui was eliminated early, Yuan Hong and Wan Chuan were also eliminated one after another just a minute ago, and now Lin Xiao was the last one standing, but the difference in strength was too great, and a turnaround seemed impossible.

However, when he thought about how in the entire year with ten classes, only Yan Renjie and Wan Ying passed this round, and all other classes were wiped out, he felt somewhat better considering that everyone was faring poorly.

At the fourth minute, the Naga’s skills finally cooled down. The Naga leader, tucked away in the bottom right corner of the plane, raised his spear and let out a long howl. Naga squads scattered at the edges of the plane ceased their movement, a look of wrath in their eyes as they raised their weapons and turned to attack the Half-Elves in the center.

The Half-Elf Archers, unconcerned, continued to methodically shoot down the oncoming Fishmen and Naga.

The Black Scale Naga’s scales were completely powerless against the arrows of the Half-Elves. A hit meant injury, a critical hit meant death, and within a short time, fewer than half of the Naga remained, with less than four hundred Fishmen still alive.

Despite there being just over six hundred Naga and Fishmen left, Wu Hai was pessimistic and felt that retaliating now was too late.

Just then, a streak of gold light flew toward him from afar, and he turned around subconsciously, smiling as he met it.

Within the demiplane, a group of about seventy to eighty Naga and around one hundred and forty Grey Mist Fish People charged at the Half-Elves in what looked to ordinary people like a suicidal attack. A volley of arrows took down seven Naga and pegged over thirty Fishmen directly to the ground, twitching.

The Half-Elves gracefully pulled out an arrow from behind, ready to string it to their bows, when suddenly, the charging Fishmen all looked up simultaneously, revealing their ghastly white teeth with a grimace. Their figures instantly flashed, leaving behind a slight afterimage as they hurtled toward the Half-Elves with incredible speed.

The Half-Elf warriors, who had gotten a bit careless from the prolonged slaughter, panicked and raised their shields, only to feel a darkness before their eyes as a massive black shadow slammed into them. Along with that came a severe pain in the chest, and the tremendous force made them stagger backward uncontrollably, many falling to the ground.

The surprise attack momentarily stunned the Half-Elves in the back, who quickly strung their bows and, on instinct, aimed their arrows at the Fishmen who had knocked over their comrades and shot them simultaneously in a flurry of ‘swooshes.’

The Fishmen, weakened from their burst of speed, couldn’t resist and were all shot down without exception.

But before the Half-Elf warriors could get back up, the incoming Naga decisively activated their Salted Fish Charge Skill, and a massive black shadow slammed into the just-risen Half-Elf warriors, sending them flying four or five meters away.

The other Half-Elf warriors and the archers behind them were taken by surprise and fumbled to draw arrows and string their bows.

However, by that time the scattered Naga and Fishmen had already closed in. Shadows of various sizes shot toward the group of Half-Elves like arrows leaving their bows, knocking them to the ground, where they writhed in pain.

The Half-Elves’ combat power was superior to that of the Furious Demons, but they fell far short in terms of vitality. The magic affixed to their Leather Armour was designed to defend against distant arrows, providing no extra defense against close-quarters physical attacks. The explosive onslaught resulted in instant kills.

The sudden outburst from the Naga merpeople completely caught the Half-Elves off guard, especially since the Naga Fish People had previously dispersed. The Half-Elves had taken up positions in the center of the plane for better annihilation, but this now became their death knell. Attacks coming from all directions left them clueless about where to defend, and their morale had long since collapsed.

Although they were summoned beings, they were still living creatures with intelligence, capable of experiencing both high morale and fear.

Outside the demiplane, homeroom teacher Wu Hai exchanged a few words with another homeroom teacher. When he turned his head back, ready to console his students, his gaze fell on the inside of the demiplane, and his eyes almost popped out in shock.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, then quickly flew above the demiplane. Looking down, he found it hard to believe as he murmured to himself:

“How is this possible? What happened?”

Eagerly extending a finger, he summoned a surface of water that acted as a mirror, which displayed the scene from just moments ago. He rapidly rewinded it, quickly going back to the scene one minute prior.

Half a minute later, he suddenly slapped his thigh:

“Good!”

In the time he had been observing, the last of the half-elves, fewer than thirty, had finally been killed by the nagas.

Level 6, Lin Xiao had passed!

At this point, there were only about a hundred and twenty to a hundred and thirty Black Scale Nagas remaining in the plane, and the fish people were reduced to single digits; they definitely could not survive the next round.

He looked up beyond the half-plane and asked:

“Teacher, what rank am 1 now?”

The class advisor did not appear, but his voice came through:

“Third.”

“Thank you!”

Knowing his position, a figure enveloped in golden divine light slowly emerged, waved his hand, and the sky was dotted with blue starlight sprinkling down as Seawater Essence began nourishing their wounded bodies. A grand voice echoed in the minds of all the surviving Nagas and fish people:

“I have witnessed your strength and courage; my glory shines brighter because of you. In the name of the Lord of the Ocean, the god of Nagas and fish people, 1 bestow upon you glory!”

He extended his golden finger again and, looking at the faith value of just over two million on his interface, he silently commanded:

“Level up!”

A total of one million three hundred and ten thousand units of faith value were consumed, turning into dazzling golden light bursting forth from his body. It split into one hundred and twenty-eight golden pillars of mist descending from the sky, landing precisely on each living believer, infusing into them.

The next second, all the injuries on the living clan members healed instantly, and their aura visibly grew stronger.

“Lin Xiao of Class 13, Grade 1, you have violated the rules of the examination. According to the regulations, you can no longer continue the upcoming challenges. Your score will be recorded as it currently stands. If you have any objections, please file an appeal with the school after the exam ends. Thank you for your cooperation.”

The sudden notification was within his expectations; he smiled, closed the interface, and allowed a force of Grand Power from an unknown origin to bounce him out of the half-plane.

With the clan members he had left, survival in the next round was impossible; it was likely to end in an instant defeat.

Having already ranked in the top three, there was no point in aiming for the first or second places. Continuing to fight was pointless. It was better to make use of what was available and significantly enhance the faith of his clan members.

In Lin Xiao’s understanding, this was the best time to elevate the faith of his clan.

Although it was a projection, the happenings during the projection period were known by the true bodies of the nagas and fish people in the Divine Realm.

Surviving the cruel battle to the end and receiving praise and rewards from their revered deity was an unimaginable spiritual impact on these already devout believers.

By using faith value ten times more than the normal promotion, he forcibly elevated the level of all the surviving clan members. All the Black Scale Nagas were upgraded to Level 2 Naga warriors, and all the fish people were promoted twice, ascending directly to Level 2 Fishman warriors..