Global Deities: Rising as Wood Elves' God

As for Zhang Yi, who stood between the two, Candidate Saint Child Elias figured he was just putting up a brave front. Elias believed that if he just made his Divine Suppression a little stronger, the calm facade his opponent was maintaining would shatter. But just then, the person opposite him, the one he detested most, spoke up again.

"The power of a Ninth Transformation Demigod. Is that supposed to be impressive?"

The voice wasn’t loud, but it soothed the panicked students of the Yanhuang Federation. In an instant, it pierced through the suffocating Holy Light Suppression, and the taut nerves of many students finally loosened. All eyes turned back to the source of the voice.

"I’ll say it again. Mass-produced goods are mass-produced goods. Once one, always one!"

At some point, Zhang Yi had moved to stand in front of Hong Tianyi and Gu Yun. His expression was nonchalant as he calmly met the gaze of Candidate Saint Child Elias. He showed no trace of fear, as if the Holy Light Suppression his opponent was unleashing were nothing more than a gentle afternoon sunbeam.

What was even more astonishing was that Zhang Yi had, at some point, released his own Divine Suppression as well. This Divine Suppression was hazy and indistinct, yet it teemed with vitality. It was neither overbearing nor scorching. Instead, it carried a power that seemed to embrace all things, effortlessly neutralizing the Holy Light Suppression from the other side. Candidate Saint Child Elias’s Holy Light Suppression, upon contact with the edge of the emerald-green halo, melted away as swiftly as snow in the warm sun. Not a trace of the Holy Light Suppression’s aura remained.

Forget about suppressing Zhang Yi; the moment Zhang Yi stepped forward, even Hong Tianyi and Gu Yun behind him felt the pressure on them lighten dramatically.

"This... This is impossible!"

Seeing this, the arrogance on Candidate Saint Child Elias’s face froze instantly. His most prized asset—his power, his Divine Suppression—had just been rendered completely ineffective.

How is this possible?

But the reality was undeniable. Unwilling to accept it, Candidate Saint Child Elias pushed his Divine Suppression to its absolute limit. But this time, not only was his Holy Light Suppression completely dismantled by his opponent’s pressure, but he could also sense that the student across from him wasn’t even using his full power!

Candidate Saint Child Elias’s pupils contracted sharply, his eyes locking onto Zhang Yi. At this moment, Hong Tianyi, who had recovered his breath, seemed to have found his courage.

He roared at Candidate Saint Child Elias, "What are you gaping at? You look like you’ve never seen anything in your life! Our team captain, Zhang Yi, is also a Ninth Transformation Demigod, and he’s a hell of a lot stronger than you!"

Hong Tianyi’s roar was like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, sending massive waves through the student cafeteria!

"What? Another student with the power of a Ninth Transformation Demigod?"

"When did students with the power of a Ninth Transformation Demigod become so common?!" a student from the Giant Bear Federation exclaimed.

"My God! How did so many powerful monsters end up in this year’s University Alliance Training Camp?"

"No wonder he could so easily stand up to the Divine Suppression of Elias, a Ninth Transformation Demigod. So he’s also a Ninth Transformation Demigod!"

"That explains it," said a student from the Third World Federation.

A roar of amazed chatter and discussion erupted! The gazes of the students from the other federations, which had been watching the spectacle with amusement, now shifted to shock and deep wariness.

Meanwhile, Candidate Saint Child Elias’s expression flashed from horror to an ashen gray, then to a furious red. Humiliation, disbelief, and the rage of being publicly slapped in the face surged through him once more! The Holy Light surrounding his body fluctuated violently. His desire to kill Zhang Yi was even more intense than before!

"You... You..." Candidate Saint Child Elias pointed a trembling finger at Zhang Yi, wanting to say something, but no words came out. The Holy Light Divine Power within him was churning violently, as if it would erupt uncontrollably at any second!

"Elias, calm down!"

Emily, the Candidate Saintess, intervened once more. This time, however, it wasn’t with a quiet word of persuasion, but by physically blocking him in front of all the other students. Having reached her limit, she stepped forward and gripped Candidate Saint Child Elias’s arm tightly, her voice laced with a stern warning.

"Don’t forget how we obtained our positions. Do you really want to get kicked out of the University Alliance Training Camp and have your eligibility to continue revoked?"

At the same time, Candidate Saintess Emily gave Zhang Yi a deep, wary look. Clearly, the Candidate Saint Child and Candidate Saintess shared some common interest that bound them to advance and retreat together. Otherwise, if there were any internal competition between them, the Candidate Saintess would not have been so quick to stop the Candidate Saint Child. Watching him get eliminated would have been the better choice.

Under the Candidate Saintess’s repeated reminders, Candidate Saint Child Elias’s reason finally regained control. Disqualification, expulsion from the University Alliance Training Camp, losing the attention of the higher-ups... The cold reality of what he stood to lose once again suppressed his anger.

In truth, Candidate Saint Child Elias knew his own Talent wasn’t particularly outstanding. For example, when he first awakened his Divine Realm, the Effect he awakened wasn’t top-tier. He was chosen by the Church of Light only because the specific Talent born from his Divine Realm upon awakening was special. If he really lost the chance to make it to the end of this University Alliance Training Camp, his status as a Candidate Saint Child would likely be torn from him by a pack of hungry wolves. Therefore, he had to see the University Alliance Training Camp through to the end, win or lose.

Candidate Saint Child Elias forcefully retracted all the Divine Power in his body. His chest heaved violently as he clenched his jaw and glared at Zhang Yi. "Fine. Very good. I’ll remember you. The team captain of the Yanhuang Federation, is that it? Possessing the power of a Ninth Transformation Demigod, right? I hope this isn’t the extent of your power. During the exchange tournament, I’ll show you my true strength. I’ll make you understand just how vast the gap between two Ninth Transformation Demigods can be!"

After spitting out his threat, Candidate Saint Child Elias whipped his head around and stalked off toward the other side of the cafeteria without a backward glance. Clearly, he was no longer going to compete for this section of the cafeteria—the one with the best light and the best view. However, his retreating figure looked utterly pathetic. The students from the White Eagle Federation who had been following Candidate Saint Child Elias exchanged glances before choosing to follow him.

A conflict that had been on the verge of escalating and breaking the University Alliance Training Camp’s rules, after Zhang Yi’s appearance, came to a dramatic conclusion just like that. The once arrogant and disdainful Candidate Saint Child Elias had looked so pathetic as he left.

The student cafeteria fell silent for several seconds before a faint murmur began to spread. The students from the Holy Roman Federation cast complex gazes in their direction. Their three leaders exchanged glances, their gazes on Zhang Yi turning much more serious. The eyes of the students from the Third World Federation were filled with deep envy.

Only the leader from the Giant Bear Federation, a burly, brown-haired young man over two meters tall, walked toward Zhang Yi.

"Hello. Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Andre, from the Giant Bear Federation." He extended his hand.

"It’s a pleasure to meet you, too." Zhang Yi extended his own hand. After all, you don’t hit someone who’s offering a smile.

After the handshake, Zhang Yi and Andre from the Giant Bear Federation didn’t exchange any more words. After all, while the third round of the University Alliance Training Camp was called an "exchange tournament," it was a competition in reality. Therefore, there was no possibility of cooperation. A brief introduction was sufficient.

As the students from the other federations dispersed, Zhang Yi turned to face the students from his own federation.

"Alright, the show’s over. Now, we can get back to eating. Hopefully, no more assholes will come to bother us. Get plenty of rest. We’ll be arriving at the exchange tournament location in a few days."

With that said, Zhang Yi walked over to the buffet line to pick out his own food.