Chapter 45

No one present had thought that the people from the Heavenly Enlightenment Martial Academy would actually win. Not only that, they would even win so cleanly and cleanly.

That huge bear like man Li Hu didn't show any of his advantage in front of the thin and small Qu Liuxi.

This was such a stark contrast. One of them was a delicate girl, while the other was a strong man. In the end, the seemingly weak side won in an extremely domineering manner.

When Qu Liuxi's two feet lightly landed on the ground, she cupped her fists and said, "Heavenly Awakening Sect's Qu Liuxi, thank you for your teachings."

Many of those who won the Academy couldn't help but shout along.

At this moment, Qu Liuxi's eyes shone with confidence.

He looked at Qu Liuxi and smiled.

Qu Liuxi also looked at him, her face slightly red.

The fat guy's palms turned red and he shouted with the loudest voice possible, "Little Liu'er, you're awesome!"

Qu Liuxi walked back with a blush, her small steps appearing extremely adorable.

On the other hand, Zhen Zhuang Bi's face was twisted even more.

Originally, he didn't care too much about the competition. Those guys in the martial academy didn't have Mister to teach them, and they lacked cultivation methods. It would be strange if such a few kids could defeat the carefully taught disciples of the academy.

But now that something strange had happened, he could not accept it.

Several of the Institute's disciples went up to carry Li Hu back. Li Hu was still in a half unconscious state due to the lack of oxygen in his brain.

Qu Liuxi had already been very merciful, otherwise the palm strike that landed on the back of Li Hu's neck would have been enough to cripple him.

"Consider yourselves lucky."

Zhen Zhuang Bi said with a cold face, "When people are lucky, no matter who goes out, they might just step on dog shit."

"Don't be complacent, there are still two more matches left, and if you all lose one match, it will be your complete loss."

Andersen shrugged his shoulders, not even saying a word.

"Who will fight the second round?"

Chen Zhou looked at An Zeng but didn't move, so he looked at Feng Xiao who was standing beside him.

Feng Xiaoxiao seemed very afraid of Chen Zhou, so he took a step forward, "Vice Principal, this disciple is willing to fight for the Institute."

Zhen Zhuang Bi nodded. "That's fine, don't embarrass the academy again!"

Feng Xiao cupped his fist and said, "Vice Principal, don't worry. I am not that stupid Li Hu."

Fatty stretched his shoulders and took a step forward. "It's my turn this time."

Just as he was about to step forward, An Zhe took a step forward. "I'll go first."

The fatty was stunned for a moment. He wanted to say that if you haven't entered the game, you won't be able to go up.

An Zeng, however, had already walked to the middle of the main road and was cupping his hands in respect.

Halfway there, Feng Xiaoxiao saw that it was An Zaixin. He hesitated for a moment before turning around to look at Chen Zhou. He found that Chen Zhou's face was also somewhat ugly.

Chen Zhou thought that An Zaiyue would wait until the last moment to make his move, but it was too late for An Zaiyue to think of anything else.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then said to Zhen Zhuangbi, "Vice Principal, let me fight this match."

Of course, Zhen Zhuangbi would not object to Chen Zhou's benefits.

However, the third senior sitting opposite him sneered: "What, you know that your side is no match for someone else, and you want to switch to another one?"

Vice Principal Zhen, do you still want the face of this academy?

If Principal Mu were to come back and hear about how you've ruined the academy's reputation, I'm afraid your life won't be going well.

"Fantasy world doesn't have a single good person living in the city. Everyone knows their character very well, but we all want face."

Zhen Zhuang Bi slapped her face: "No matter what, you can't be so shameless, right?"

Zhen Zhuang Bi's expression did not stop changing as she subconsciously turned to look at Qiu Changchen.

Qiu Changchen said, "You'll be the one presiding over the competition this time. I'll be fine, but you'll have to take into account the academy's face in the end."

Zhen Zhuang and Bi felt that something was wrong, but Qiu Changchen still dared not disobey.

Therefore, he turned to look at Chen Zhou and said, "Wait for the next match."

Chen Zhou was about to say something else, but Zhen Zhuang Bi's face turned cold. "Shut up!"

A hint of viciousness flashed across Chen Zhou's eyes, but in the end, he did not dare to step forward.

He wasn't afraid of Zhen Zhuangbi; he was afraid of Qiu Changchen.

Qiu Changchen was the vice general of the Yan Kingdom's Iron Liuhuo, and behind him was the entire Yan Kingdom's military force.

Even if he accepted the hidden strength of the Chen family, there was no way for him to compete with the strength of a country.

At this moment, if he let Qiu Changchen down in public, Qiu Changchen definitely wouldn't let him have a good outcome.

Thus, Chen Zhou could only look at An Zaihai with hatred in his eyes, as if he could kill him.

An Zhan smiled and looked at Feng Xiao, "Can we begin?"

Feng Xiao was a bit perturbed. He guessed that An Zhe was the most powerful person in the Martial Arts Academy. It was said that those children all respected him as their leader, so they were definitely the hardest to deal with.

Chen Zhou had originally planned to fight it out with him, but instead, it was him and An He. Feng Xiaoxiao's confidence vanished in an instant.

Now that it was difficult for him to back down, he could only brace himself and return the bow, "When Feng Xiao of the Fantasy World Academy was down, he rose to the second grade."

He actually wanted to show weakness, thinking that he wouldn't win anyway, so he might as well let the other party have mercy on him.

He had sensed the arrival of advancement not too long ago, so he should soon advance to the Third Pin Ascending.

This year, he was already seventeen years old. His cultivation progress was not very good, but he could still be ranked in the middle of the pack.

He was half a head taller than An Ying, but his polite manner of speaking made people feel that it was a little strange.

Those who had placed their bets on the Academy winning felt their hearts trembling.

"Arguing for peace …" "Arguing for peace …" "Arguing for peace …" … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

An Zhan smiled and said, "I haven't finished it yet."

When these four words left his mouth, the crowd went into an uproar.

"What … what did you say?"

When Feng Xiao spoke, he didn't believe his ears. Since the other party was the leader of the children in the martial field, how could he not have reached the standard yet?

Even though the girl said she won with trickery, she must have gotten into it already.

How did he get the others to obey him, if he didn't have the quality?

Thus, Feng Xiao's first reaction was that An Zou was playing with him. He was joking.

Feng Xiaoxiao said, "This... Senior Brother, we are cultivators. We can't lie when we compete."

"I'm not lying," said Anjou.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask your academy's teacher to test me and see if I lied."

The surrounding commoners began to discuss amongst themselves, none of them believing that An Zaihai didn't have an inferior quality.

Not believing it, he strode forward and reached out to grab Anjou's wrist.

The look in his eyes meant, See how I find out about your lies.

However, when he started to feel around the infighting, his face immediately changed. "You … you really don't have an Inferior Grade … Hahahaha, you really don't have an Inferior Grade!" … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

"He actually didn't have any grade?"

"He really doesn't know how to die. He actually wants to challenge a Grade Two Martial Cultivator. I wonder if he's bold or stupid!"

"This time, my money was saved. He was courting his own death.

Even though he was inferior, he still boasted about winning in all three battles.

So they were trying to scare him off? "

"What kind of place is the academy? How can it be so easily scared by others?"

"This is the end, let's see how he'll end this by lifting a rock and smashing his own foot!"

The voices in the crowd immediately grew louder, all jeering and jeering at the peace.

Those who thought that they had made a mistake suddenly became spirited.

They all joined in the hubbub, and for a moment the situation went out of control.

As for the third year, he looked at Huo Dong with a puzzled expression, his eyes full of questioning.

Old Huo smiled apologetically at him, but the third year helplessly shook his head and muttered to himself, "My spirit stones have been wasted."

Zhenghuang let go of An Zeng's hand, walked to Feng Xiao's side and smiled, "An unskilled opponent, if you don't win, then you will lose all face for the Institute."

"But now I finally understand why he said that he cannot kill others in the competition. So it's because he's afraid of death … Hahahaha, Feng Xiao, it's up to you now."

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, "Vice Principal, please rest assured that I will be gentler. I promise not to beat him to death."

As for Chen Zhou, he had a very complicated expression on his face. Never had he imagined that his opponent would be this weak.

He made plans for himself in several phases. The first phase was to transcend the struggle to cripple one of his arms and humiliate him.

But now, he realized that he had long since left An Zhe far behind.

For a moment, his heart was full of mixed feelings, disappointed and happy.

Thin Du shouted at the chattering crowd, but his voice was so pale and weak.

He ran up to try to stop it, but it was already moving forward. "Please," he said.

Feng Xiaoxiao pinched the joints of his fingers, letting out a cracking sound, "An Zou, I admire your courage, but in my opinion, this courage is too foolish."

An Zeng did not speak and made a please gesture.

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Then don't blame me. You have to be careful and save your life first. If I hurt you with my fists and legs, you can't say that I am bullying you."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward.

Amongst the disciples of the Academy, his strength could be considered to be in the upper middle ranks.

His previous nervousness had been swept away, and without the subsequent release of the pressure, he had become even more merciless.

He wanted to deliberately humiliate An Zaiyue, so he took a step forward. However, this step was three meters away, and he directly arrived in front of An Zhe, then he slapped him in the face.

He did not take action for the sake of hurting An He, but for the sake of humiliating him.

If he were to slap his face, the academy would have no way to gain a foothold.

An Xuan stood there, waiting for Feng Xiao's hand to come close to his face.

But this movement was like the coiling dragon rising into the sky.

The duration of An Zhe's cultivation in the Heaven Defying Seal was much longer than Du skinny and the others.

Because An Zhe knew that his talent was lacking, he had to make his body techniques stronger.

When cultivated to the pinnacle of body art, one could contend against cultivators within the Ascending Realm.

His hand suddenly grabbed Feng Xiaoxiao's wrist and pulled him into his arms.

At the same time, he exerted force through his legs, pulling Feng Xiaoxiao up in an instant.

"Front chest, hit!"

When An Zizheng said these three words, his fist landed twelve times on Feng Xiao's chest, and hit him right in the face.

"Little abdomen, hit!"

An Zou pulled Feng Xiao's body flat, Feng Xiao was now parallel to the ground, there was no reaction.

Anjou's knee flew up and slammed into Feng's stomach.

"Vertebral bone, medium!"

Before Feng Xiao even landed on the ground, An Zhe's fist had already landed on his back at least twenty times.

With a bang, Feng Xiaoxiao's body hit the ground, causing dust to fly up into the air.

"You're too slow."

An Zeng bent over, grabbed Feng Xiaoxiao's head with both hands and turned around. His fist landed on Feng Xiaoxiao's forehead three times, and he immediately punched Feng Xiaoxiao's face, causing him to bleed profusely.

Then, he stood up, grabbed one of Feng Xiao's arms and twisted it. Then, his arm was dislocated and hung down from his shoulder.

He grabbed the other arm, nimbly, and twisted again, unable to lift the other arm.

From the time An Zaiyue made his move until Feng Xiao was defeated, only around thirty seconds had passed.

"My God!"

Someone exclaimed, "He's not an Inferior Grade, but even if his body technique hasn't reached the highest level, it's still about the same."

"No wonder he's so fearless. He's simply a complete masochist!"

An Zeng straightened his body, then suddenly rushed towards Chen Zhou. "The third match shall begin. The Heavenly Ascension Sect shall fight for you. I challenge you!"

Chen Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he grinned evilly, "Good timing!"