Chapter 815 Is It Her? (3k)
“Boom!”
Hu Yang’s appearance made the atmosphere on the field even more intense. The local students in Magic City began to cheer. No one expected that a former opponent would draw his sword and point it at the female reporter.
“I…”
The female reporter’s body turned cold, and her face looked abnormal. She then shifted her gaze back to the right side of the judging panel, trying to gain a sense of security from Mr. Murong Cheng.
His eyes narrowed, but Murong Cheng said nothing. Under everyone’s gaze, he walked down from the stage with one hand behind his back. He stopped before the two and spoke to Hu Yang calmly:
“This student, this is a competition between priests. If you are an outsider, please leave…”
“From the Murong family, others fear you, but I don’t.”
Upon hearing this, Hu Yang turned his head and grinned. His face, combined with the braid behind him, made him look like a little lion ready to pounce. His eyes were fixed on Murong Cheng.
“Someone is slandering my Magic Capital University’s champion. As the chief leader, I naturally have to teach them a lesson.”
As he got a year older, the chief leader had indeed restrained himself a lot, but one thing remained unchanged: like his sister, he had a strong sense of honor and self-esteem.
“Can’t people from Magic Capital University even hear the truth? I originally wanted to have my students compete with you, but now I am truly disappointed.”
Murong Cheng still wore a smile, but instead of confronting Hu Yang, he used the microphone’s amplification to ask the audience below. His expression was as if he were bathed in spring breeze.
“That seems to be the case. If Magic Capital University’s champion is here, why aren’t they on stage now…”
“Could it be that what they said is true?”
“If that junior schoolmate Su were here, could she come out quickly and prove herself?”
His voice also resonated with the crowd below. For a moment, the bystanders began to conclude the matter. Many of the Magic Capital University’s local students also voiced some doubts, as people are prone to herd mentality.
On the stage, the expressions of these directors and teachers changed. Most of the people from Magic City looked unhappy. Dean Zi seized the opportunity to stand up, walk to the left side, and say in a low voice:
“The school board is a bit angry. You go out and prove yourself.”
“Beep, beep!”
Hearing this, Su Jiu looked at the situation below and nodded. Just as she was about to get up, her phone rang again…
“A gilded brat, acting like a big shot!”
“Whoosh!”
However, amidst everyone’s discussion, Hu Yang let out a low growl, stomped on the ground, and the person suddenly shot towards Murong Cheng in front of him. The red long sword in his hand was burning with flames, directly tearing through the air.
“Heh, you’re going to make a move immediately…”
Facing Hu Yang’s furious attack, Murong Cheng didn’t move. However, just as the attack was about to hit his body, he let out a cold snort, and a curved long blade appeared in his hand to meet the attack.
“Ding!”
As the two collided, a surge of energy erupted. Hu Yang was repelled more than ten steps, while Murong Cheng merely twitched his shoulder and flicked his arm to dissipate the force, suffering no damage…
Hu Yang gripped his long sword and inserted it into the ground, barely stabilizing himself. His eyes carried a slight fighting spirit, and dazzling sword qi floated around him.
The clash between the two caused the entire square to erupt in an uproar. No one expected Hu Yang to make the first move, nor did they expect that this chief leader, who was enough to rival some teachers, would be at a disadvantage after just one blow.
On the stage, the gray-robed elder glanced at the school director surnamed Yun beside him. Seeing his intention to act, he stroked his beard and said softly, “Brother Yun, let Little Cheng teach this student this matter. It is a matter for young people, so you should not interfere.”
“Hmph!”
Hearing this, Director Yun withdrew his actions and his gaze fell on the female reporter who was taking pictures. He smiled faintly and said, “Huang Xia, you have good methods. You said it was a joint exchange between two schools, yet you invited reporters…”
The gray-robed elder chuckled but did not elaborate further. “Brother Yun, don’t you know my character? It is normal to have some reporters at a joint exchange between two schools.”
Below the stage, the two sides’ auras occupied separate areas.
“There is no Hu family or Murong family here. Since you disrespect your elders, I will admonish you on behalf of the chief minister of the Hu family.”
Murong Cheng walked forward with a cold smile. The edge of his sword was coated with the glow of law, and the aura unique to the Demigod Level was clearly revealed. It suppressed forward like a great mountain, causing the sword qi to shatter like fragile glass.
Behind him, a solid form of an Ice Knight emerged, tall and majestic, adorned with complex runes, holding a similar ice blade in his hand.
“Are these old fogeys trying to watch me fight a Demigod?”
Sensing this aura, Hu Yang glanced at the school leaders on stage who remained motionless. Then, his expression became serious, and he closed his eyes. Crimson flames surged from his sword…
“Do you know about laws?”
Walking slowly, Murong Cheng’s smile remained rich. A chill erupted from him, and his gold-threaded robe swayed casually on the stage. This pressure made the audience below feel a sense of impending suffocation.
“It’s just a Demigod. In another year, I might be able to reach that level.”
Hu Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and a cluster of flames appeared in them. The phantom of a Flame Giant suddenly stood behind him, also holding a flaming broadsword, which dispelled much of the chill.
Seeing that his domain had been partially broken by the opponent, Murong Cheng’s eyes narrowed. Under everyone’s gaze, he raised his blade high and then lowered it slightly.
“Is that so? Then try to block this strike.”
The indifferent voice, accompanied by the explosive sound of air being squeezed, echoed through the square.
“Heaven Splitting.”
Sensing the law amplification on the sword, Hu Yang’s expression became extremely solemn. He muttered and held his long sword horizontally in front of him, also adopting a defensive posture.
A Demigod’s strike…
Can he block it?
“Crack!”
As everyone was speculating whether Hu Yang could block the strike, a white light flashed from the judging panel. The Ice Knight’s movements suddenly froze, as if encountering an insurmountable resistance.
“Teacher Murong, shouldn’t this child’s antics stop now?”
A figure appeared in front of Murong Cheng and steadied the blade with the nails of two fingers. A booming voice erupted from the arena, and waves of energy surged outwards, causing many people’s robes to flutter.
As the figure spoke, the pressure from Murong Cheng, which was at the Demigod Level, dissipated like a gentle breeze.
Immediately, someone exclaimed, “A teacher from Magic Capital University has made a move!”
“Holy cow, they only used two fingers to suppress a Demigod. This is a top expert from the school!”
“Damn, I thought those school leaders were going to be cowards, but they actually showed some backbone.”
This exclamation excited the watching students from Magic City. They all turned their gaze to the person holding back the blade and found that it was still with two fingers, and the crowd below began to cheer.
Some sharp-eyed individuals noticed, “Isn’t this that new leader who was sitting in the corner just now?”
“Is it her?”
At the same time, Hu Yang also looked up at the back of the figure not far in front of him. He was stunned for a moment, as if he had returned to the moment of his defeat more than half a year ago…
That sense of disparity surged into his heart, causing him to scratch his head and laugh at himself, feeling as if the gap between him and this true genius was widening.
On the other hand, Murong Cheng looked at the face before him, at the helpless smile, and his pupils couldn’t help but shrink. He kept denying it in his heart, but the facts were right before his eyes…
His arm felt like steel against the opponent’s fingernails, trembling slightly. He even felt his throat dry. After a long while, he slowly spoke, “You are the world champion, why? How could you become so strong?”
He suddenly felt that his little schemes were ridiculously laughable in front of this person. This world champion’s strength was probably at the War God Level.
A true War God Level.
Was a War God Level participating in a student competition? That was truly laughable.
“Instead of asking me how I got so strong, why not put away your weapon, return to your seat, and let the competition proceed smoothly?”
Su Jiu shook her head and flicked the opponent’s curved blade away casually with her finger.
She didn’t care much about the reporter’s report. If it weren’t for this Teacher Murong being too much, she wouldn’t have directly intervened.
Murong Cheng retreated several steps. The force transmitted from his hand even split his tiger’s mouth, leaving a few bloodstains. After stabilizing himself, he returned to the judging panel with a disheveled appearance.
When Murong Cheng revealed Su Jiu’s identity, the entire venue fell silent. Many students from Imperial Capital University, including Huang Qiaoer before, were in a state of disbelief.
The person they wanted to compete against was actually a teacher at the War God Level?
This was too ridiculous.
Similarly, the students from Magic Capital University were even more shocked. They thought that was a school leader, but now they were told that it was a junior schoolmate from the first year?
And she was the world champion who had been questioned by many before?
This was too unreal.
Let alone these students…
The big shots on stage were also momentarily stunned. The gray-robed elder looked deeply at Su Jiu and then sighed to the equally stunned Director Yun beside him:
“Brother Yun, this world champion has probably touched the threshold of the Golden Generation. If she doesn’t fall midway, she will definitely be a Walker Level cultivator.”
“A seed for the Walker Level.”
Director Yun nodded, understanding what he meant.
Of course, all of this was based on Su Jiu’s strength being at the Initial Stage War God Level.
“Champion Su!”
“Clap clap…”
After more than half a minute, someone in the audience started clapping, which led to others joining in. The sparse applause quickly grew into thunderous applause.
However, the protagonist who caused all this, Su Jiu, wasn’t particularly happy. She returned to her seat and looked down at the message from the International Red Cross…
[International Red Cross: We have obtained some internal information. Not only is Eagle Country intervening, but Yela is also introducing some gray international organizations to completely seal off the Ers region, seemingly preparing for some special operations.]
[International Red Cross: we suggest that our country conduct diplomacy as soon as possible and urgently withdraw those priests!]
…
In a desolate city on the western side of Ers.
“There should be no living people here.”
Several figures walked through the corners of residential houses. They wore blue gloves and armbands with the Red Cross. Their movements were precise and swift, but their clothes looked dusty.
“Take pictures of all this and send it back to the country.”
The speaker was the young girl leading them. She had a neat ponytail and her face was smudged with dust, dimming her appearance slightly. The only thing visible was her gray eyes, which appeared exceptionally bright in the sunlight.
“Tell the senior schoolmates when we get back that we can go back tonight.”
