Chapter 389: Final Offensive

Chapter 389: The Final Offensive

Amidst the fierce struggle on the arena floor,

The conversation among Zhang Yu, Shi Huaiyu, and the others in the competition chat group never ceased.

Shi Huaiyu: Zhang Yu, you have indeed slowed their progress.

Shi Huaiyu: But Su Yanyang and his team’s construction capability is too formidable; their share of the spirit vein has already exceeded 50%.

Che Yufei: Then why hasn't he launched his offensive yet?

Shi Huaiyu: Given Su Yanyang’s temperament, he is likely hoarding the power of his formation, waiting until the final moment before the match ends to unleash a cataclysmic strike.

Shi Huaiyu: This way, he inflicts maximum destruction while leaving us no time to perform any repairs.

Xiao Qingxuan: I fear he intends to suppress our final completion rate to 20%, or perhaps even below 10%.

Xiao Qingxuan: After all, the result of this battle indirectly determines who secures a spot in the top seven.

Hearing Xiao Qingxuan’s words in the group, Yu Xinghan felt a lingering confusion and turned to ask Ying Xin, who was also sitting on the substitute bench.

Ying Xin explained: "Among the top ten, the strongest are naturally the teams of Mo Shangjin and Xuan Liangtian; after all, they possess the mountain-moving divine power of Tiankunlun, and their teammates are each more exceptional than the last."

"But the opponents of those two teams are miserable; their scores in this round of the competition will likely be at the very bottom."

"Among the remaining matchups, the greatest disparity in overall strength is surely between our team and Su Yanyang’s."

"If our completion rate is suppressed below 20%, there is a high probability we will fall into the bottom three, alongside the opponents of Mo Shangjin and Xuan Liangtian."

Yu Xinghan realized it instantly: "So that’s it. Once the bottom three are determined, the remainder will naturally be the top seven, and Su Yanyang’s team can guarantee themselves the rewards of the Seven Wonders of Civil Engineering."

Ying Xin nodded: "Exactly. That is why Su Yanyang will exhaust every effort to suppress us."

As for what Ying Xin said, the official team members had either realized it long ago or had been reminded during the competition.

Everyone knew that Su Yanyang was operating his formation, absorbing spiritual energy, and continuously accumulating power, like a spring being compressed tighter and tighter, gathering the force for one final, devastating blow.

Zhang Yu and his team, naturally, would not sit idly by; they were each preparing their own defenses.

When the match reached its final three minutes, the entire arena suddenly began to tremble.

Shi Huaiyu felt the tremors of the simulated spirit vein beneath the earth, and his gaze instantly sharpened: "It’s here!"

At the same time, the earth surged like rolling waves, and Su Yanyang floated atop the crest, standing in the void with the aid of his Dharma remains, positioned at the very front and highest point of the roiling mud waves.

At this moment, he had complete control over the power of the grand formation; the surging spiritual energy accumulated within the array erupted at his will, and the spirit vein beneath the earth was slowly drawn forth by his command, the terrain shifting gradually according to his design.

He intended to grind the enemy’s bunker into dust, suppress their completion rate below 10%, and definitively cement his place in the top seven.

"Shi Huaiyu, Zhang Yu, Xiao Qingxuan..."

Su Yanyang looked toward the direction of their construction site and said coldly: "Your defeat today is not to me, but to the new technologies of intelligent construction and financial innovation."

"Your defeat is a failure of technology, and even more so, a failure of outdated concepts."

Zhang Yu’s figure flickered as he raced toward the construction site, thinking to himself: "This guy... he knows many teachers are watching this match, which is why he’s saying these things on purpose, isn't he?"

...

In the Spirit Realm space.

A teacher immediately nodded in agreement: "Su Yanyang is right. Only by cross-referencing multiple disciplines and empowering traditional industries with intelligent technology, information technology, and financial technology can we spark new vitality."

Wei Huai also nodded repeatedly: "Without financial innovation to provide capital support, and without intelligent technology as a reserve, how can one excel in intelligent construction? How can one advance the new generation of civil engineering reform?"

Listening to the Peace Faction and Neutral Faction teachers flattering one another, Tu Lishan sneered inwardly.

He knew that the Neutral Faction’s Spirit Peak True Monarch, back when he was more active, had been pushing for cooperation between the Civil Engineering and Talisman departments to promote intelligent construction, intelligent factories, and intelligent cities, with the goal of urban renovation across the 2nd to 6th, or even 7th to 10th levels.

However, once the Spirit Peak True Monarch became preoccupied with his own longevity, he stopped paying much attention to these matters.

Although the school offered relevant courses, there were very few applied projects.

Meanwhile, the Finance and Talisman departments had long enjoyed extensive cooperation, churning out numerous financial innovations and Spirit Realm financial products every year.

"Could it be that after the Peace and Neutral factions got into bed with each other, they invited the Talisman department to stir the pot as well? Are they planning to push intelligent construction forward together with the Neutral Faction?"

Thinking of this, Tu Lishan could not help but knit his brows, looking at the duel between Zhang Yu and Su Yanyang as if he were witnessing the War Faction fighting the Neutral and Peace factions single-handedly.

Just then, Su Yanyang, who had been poised to strike, suddenly stopped.

A teacher asked in surprise: "Why did he stop? Did a malfunction occur?"

Another teacher remarked with surprise: "Is the formation overloaded?"

The Spirit Peak True Monarch said calmly: "No matter. Intelligent construction has self-diagnostic capabilities; it will identify the problem soon."

In the competition footage, Su Yanyang indeed found the source of the problem through the building’s self-diagnosis; it turned out that many spiritual energy circuits had malfunctioned.

Lang Yougong used the playback function, his eyes shifting: "Ha, so that’s it. After Zhang Yu’s brat digested the building materials, he spat out high-strength digestive waste, and then had Tian Yang plug it into key locations of the spiritual energy circuits."

"It works fine under normal operation, but it malfunctions when pushed to full capacity."

Seeing that Su Yanyang’s construction site was littered with the digestive waste Zhang Yu had stolen, eaten, and spat out, many teachers had a single thought: This kid can really eat... if he ever comes to my construction site, I must monitor him at all times. Wei Huai shook his head: "Just a moment’s delay. It matters little."

In the blink of an eye, following the building’s self-diagnosis, Su Yanyang directed a round of repairs, leaving only two minutes until the end of the match.

...

Although he had been interrupted, not a trace of emotion could be seen on Su Yanyang’s face as he continued his previous actions.

He raised both hands, and with a violent tug on the spirit vein, the earth across the entire arena shook violently.

Terrifying shockwaves, using the soil as a medium, traveled from the spirit vein toward Zhang Yu’s bunker.

Wherever they passed, the earth cracked and mud flew; everything in the arena seemed destined to be leveled, and the bunker built by Zhang Yu and the others shook violently.

Inside and outside the bunker, Zhang Yu and his team moved with agility, their aura rolling as they struggled to stabilize the structure.

...

In the Spirit Realm space.

Lang Yougong nodded slightly: "A portion of the high-strength materials Zhang Yu created have been transported by Tian Yang to reinforce the bunker."

"The bunker also utilized a blood sacrifice method, incorporating ashes to increase its strength."

"With them there to patch it up, this wave of tremors shouldn't destroy the bunker."

Wei Huai said coldly: "This is merely Su Yanyang’s prelude."

Twenty seconds later, as the violent tremors subsided, 100 seconds remained until the end of the match.

And Su Yanyang’s true offensive arrived.

Following the previous spirit vein traction and terrain changes, vast swathes of mud and sand transformed into a roiling, turbid torrent, roaring and surging toward the bunker with the force of a collapsing sky and shattering earth, intent on swallowing Zhang Yu and his team, along with their fortress.

From a distance, it looked as if black dragons were baring their fangs and claws, crashing toward the bunker.

Amidst shouts of defiance, Zhang Yu and his five teammates saw their muscles swell and their bones stretch, transforming in an instant into giants ranging from seven to over ten meters tall.

Transformed into giants, they whipped up waves of aura, bombarding the oncoming torrent.

Under their cover, the force of the mudslide was significantly weakened, but the aftershocks still caused the bunker to sway with every impact.

Wei Huai remarked: "Their magic power is already heavily depleted; they won't last long under such an assault."

Watching as the group’s strength was continuously drained, with some mudslides becoming impossible to block and the bunker’s swaying growing increasingly violent, Che Yufei shrank his form, his aura dropping rapidly as he dove into the bunker.

Lang Yougong’s gaze flickered as he remarked, "A feigned-death living pillar? Inducing a state of suspended animation to temporarily serve as a structural anchor, reinforcing the architecture."

The professors standing nearby arched their brows slightly, yet offered no further commentary.

Tu Lishan understood that this practice involved recruiting laborers of waning vitality to act as stopgaps, a deceptive measure to bypass quality inspections. It was the sort of illicit knowledge omitted from civil engineering textbooks, a dark secret the faculty tacitly chose to ignore.

Despite their collective efforts to hold the line, the relentless onslaught of the mudslide soon swallowed a floor and a half of the three-story bunker.

Watching the scene unfold, Su Yanyang sneered coldly, "Look at the pathetic methods you resort to."

"Pilfering materials, skimming off the top, fouling my construction site with your filth, and now, resorting to these wretched living pillars."

"Do you truly believe such base, gutter-tier tactics are enough to challenge me?"

"Lacking both capital and expertise, you cling to obsolete parlor tricks, imagining they can withstand the pinnacle of intelligent architectural technology?"

Listening to Su Yanyang’s diatribe, many of the non-combatant professors within the spirit realm nodded in silent agreement.

With only sixty seconds remaining, Su Yanyang unleashed his next wave of destruction.

As the topography shifted, the subterranean structure supporting the bunker underwent a violent transformation.

A thunderous boom echoed as massive craters erupted around the bunker’s perimeter; the very earth was collapsing.

Shi Huaiyu let out a roar, "Rise!"

As the "Small Tri-Harmony" technique took effect, the churning, loosened silt broke free from the bunker’s foundation.

Simultaneously, Shi Huaiyu and Zhang Yu invoked the Profound Yellow Mountain-Suppressing Seal, channeling streams of primordial energy into the bunker to strip away the crushing weight of its materials.

Then, with a unified surge of effort from all present, they wrenched the entire bunker from the earth.