Chapter 71

"What's going on?"

"Right, why did Senior Brother Li admit defeat? The fight just started!"

"Senior Brother Li probably doesn't want to fight with Senior Brother Fang?"

"Then why is that?"

The disciples watching from the training ground couldn't help but murmur, with very few understanding what had happened.

Only the sharp-eyed masters and martial instructors could see clearly that when Li Xiangdong admitted defeat, his arm was trembling uncontrollably, and sweat was beading on his forehead.

On the surface, he appeared calm, but in reality, he was enduring with great effort.

Fang Xiao's condition wasn't much better. His hands were tucked inside his sleeves, and his eyes, fixed on Li Xiangdong, were filled with ferocity, unwillingness, and a hint of pain.

The two rounds of confrontation just now seemed evenly matched, but in fact, both were severely injured!

Spar matches between junior disciples were rarely so fierce, starting with all-out efforts.

However, since Li Xiangdong had already admitted defeat, the match was over.

Fang Xiao glared at Li Xiangdong with hatred, then turned and jumped off the platform, leaving the training ground directly.

As the victor, he had the right to remain on the platform and defend it. According to the rules of the martial academy, winning three consecutive matches would earn a substantial reward.

Clearly, for Fang Xiao, this reward meant nothing!

The first platform match of the junior disciples' martial examination ended anticlimactically, but soon new disciples jumped onto the platform, taking the position of the platform master to accept challenges from their peers.

In Jingyun City, a border town of the Great Qin, where the people value martial arts, whether from noble families or commoners, most aspired to become powerful martial artists.

This martial spirit inspired countless young men to enter the Jingyun Martial Academy to learn and practice martial arts, producing many outstanding talents over the centuries, with the tradition continuing unbroken!

All the junior disciples who stepped onto the platform did their utmost to display their strength, hoping to defeat their opponents while leaving a good impression on the masters and elders watching.

One match after another continued for nearly two hours.

Bang!

With a loud clashing sound of fists and palms, two junior disciples were simultaneously thrown backward, both falling off the platform.

Fortunately, there were martial instructors below to ensure they weren't injured, but they lost the right to continue the match.

The platform was momentarily empty.

At this point, the junior disciples' platform matches were nearing their end.

Although there were thousands of junior disciples, not many dared to challenge or accept challenges, especially with many masters and elders present.

Those confident in their strength wanted to stand out, while those with lower cultivation naturally didn't want to be stepping stones for others.

On the main platform, after waiting for a moment, the arbitrating martial instructor looked around.

He asked in a deep voice, "Is there anyone else who wants to come up?"

Several junior disciples, eager to try, had just stood up but were pulled back by others.

Thud!

A muscular, robust man leaped onto the platform, his feet hitting the ground with a loud thud, instantly stirring up a cloud of dust.

His bulging muscles were visible under his tight shirt, his bald head particularly eye-catching. His dark face was full of rugged features, and his fierce eyes glared with a predatory look, making him appear like a wild beast ready to pounce!

His hands were covered in black arm guards, the metal plates on the surface gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

"Hao Xiong!"

"Senior Brother Hao is up!"

"The life-or-death match is about to start!"

Many disciples immediately recognized the bald man.

Thus, the name Hao Xiong spread like an epidemic throughout the training ground, reaching the ears of the masters, elders, and senior disciples on the various platforms.

Everyone, whether they knew him or not, focused their attention on him.

Everyone knew that Hao Xiong's appearance on the platform meant that the life-or-death match, which had been causing a stir in the academy, was about to begin!

"So this is Hao Xiong? He looks like he has some skills!"

On the training platform in the south corner, Yue Guanfei's expression turned serious, muttering to himself, "Sixth level of Body Refinement? Nearly at the Seventh level!"

As a先天 realm (Xiantian realm) strong, his eyes were incredibly sharp, able to easily judge Hao Xiong's strength based on the aura he exuded upon entering.

"Ha ha ha!"

Wang Anguo, on the same platform, laughed heartily.

Yue Guanfei's voice was very light, but how could it escape his notice? He couldn't help but feel elated, "Yue the Big Lump, are you afraid? Hmph, it's too late to regret now!"

Yue Guanfei sneered, "Mr. Wang, the match hasn't even started, what are you so smug about?"

Wang Anguo stroked his beard and said disdainfully, "Let you talk tough for a bit more. Wait and see if you can still laugh. I'm determined to secure one of the three positions as a librarian disciple!"

The formal match hadn't started, but the two masters and elders were already engaging in a verbal battle.

On the platform in the west corner, a senior disciple watching the match asked the person sitting next to him, "Junior Brother Wei, how many moves do you think your junior brother can withstand against Hao Xiong?"

The person he was asking was none other than Wei Yiping, Wei Changfeng's half-brother!

Wei Yiping's face was full of derision, and he said coldly, "I don't have a bastard brother!"

The senior disciple shook his head, "After all, there is still some blood relation. When Hao Xiong kills him, if it's inconvenient for you, I can take care of the body."

Wei Yiping and the other person clearly had a good relationship, and his expression relaxed as he said, "Alright, then I'll trouble Senior Brother Chen. Just let me have an explanation at home."

Senior Brother Chen smiled, "It's a small matter. I heard that Dongfang Lingtian of the Dongfang family was optimistic about Wei Changfeng and placed a heavy bet on him. He must be regretting it now!"

Wei Yiping sneered, "Dongfang Lingtian's judgment is poor. Wei Changfeng might have had some talent in the past, but now he's just a waste. It's laughable that someone is still deluded!"

Senior Brother Chen thought for a moment and said, "But he did gain the recognition of Ouyang Feng and became a disciple of Senior Master Dongfang. He must have some merit."

Wei Yiping said disdainfully, "Who knows what crooked methods this bastard used. Even if he has some merit, in just over half a month, can he become a powerhouse overnight?"

Pausing, he continued, "Senior Brother Chen, you don't need to probe anymore. I'll tell you, our Wei family doesn't consider this bastard's existence, so we haven't wasted any resources on him!"

Senior Brother Chen, whose thoughts were exposed, didn't get angry. He smiled and said, "Concern can make one lose one's head. I've been betting heavily at the Ruyi Gambling Hall recently!"

"Then you'll just have to wait and see the money roll in!"

Wei Yiping said proudly, "If I were to bet, I'd bet that he won't last a moment!"

Senior Brother Chen's eyes lit up, "Senior Brother Wei, then I'll take your good words to heart!"

The two exchanged a smile and laughed together.

At the same time, outside the Jingyun Martial Academy, the Ruyi Gambling Hall was already packed with gamblers holding chips.

Despite the cold weather outside, the hall was hot and noisy. The gamblers had been waiting for a long time, and many were showing signs of impatience.

Suddenly, a gambling hall attendant appeared at the door and shouted, "It's about to start! Hao Xiong is on the platform!"

The entire gambling hall erupted, and many gamblers asked in a cacophony, "What about Wei Changfeng?"

They were all gamblers who had placed bets on the life-or-death match at the Ruyi Gambling Hall. Since they couldn't enter the academy to watch the match, they had to gather in the gambling hall to wait for the final result.

Many had come early and waited for over two hours.

Finally, the life-or-death match was about to begin!

Hao Xiong was already on the platform, so where was Wei Changfeng?

"Wei Changfeng!"

On the main platform, Hao Xiong's gaze fixed on a spot, and he shouted loudly, "Do you dare to fight me?"

His voice, infused with true qi, thundered like a roar, and his intimidating aura reached its peak, his rugged face trembling with an indescribable ferocity!

The gazes of countless disciples followed Hao Xiong's focus, converging on Wei Changfeng, who was still sitting on the ground.

At this moment, he was the center of attention!

Wei Changfeng exhaled a deep breath, his expression calm and unchanged, and slowly stood up.

He walked step by step toward the platform.

The disciples blocking his path moved aside, making way for him.

Pity, mockery, regret, ridicule... all kinds of malicious gazes felt like invisible needles!

No one believed Wei Changfeng could win. To these disciples, he was stepping onto a path of no return.

"Senior Brother Wei... you... can definitely win..."

At this moment, Wei Changfeng suddenly heard a timid voice.

He couldn't help but turn his head.

The speaker was a twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl, a fellow New Moon disciple. Seeing Wei Changfeng's gaze, her face turned red with a hint of embarrassment.

Nie Xiaoling!

Wei Changfeng immediately remembered that this junior sister was Nie Xiaoling, whom he had helped when he returned to the academy.

"Definitely win... in your dreams!"

A light sneer came from the side, drawing more ridicule.

Among the New Moon disciples, Wei Changfeng was a complete outlier, becoming a librarian disciple and then a disciple of Senior Master Dongfang in just a few days.

Such treatment was hard not to envy and resent!

Nie Xiaoling's face turned bright red.

Wei Changfeng smiled faintly, nodded at her, and continued walking forward without stopping.

He stepped onto the platform and stood opposite Hao Xiong.

Their gazes collided in the air!

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