C192 End

Feng Yu smiled at him and said, “Brother Meng, you should rest first. You just finished the battle with Miss Yun. You are not in good condition. I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

Meng Feiyu smiled bitterly and said, “It doesn’t matter. Even if I am in good condition, I am not a match for Miss Yun. So, I don’t need to waste time.”

Feng Yu was silent. This Brother Meng knew himself too well. She was embarrassed to fight him. She liked people who knew themselves.

“Why don’t you just admit defeat?” Feng Yu looked at him and asked curiously.

Meng Feiyu pursed his lips and moved his eyes away from Feng Yu. He said, “It is not my style to lose without fighting. Even if I lose, I want to lose in a fair way.”

He was so pedantic.

Feng Yu couldn’t help but complain. As expected, most of the ancient people were pedantic. They knew that they couldn’t win, but they still wanted to be tortured. Sigh…

But everyone had their own principles. She didn’t have the right to judge.

“Well then, Brother Meng, I am going to attack,” Feng Yu said to him.

Meng Feiyu nodded and reached out his hand. He said, “Okay, Miss Yun, please.”

Feng Yu didn’t hesitate anymore. His figure flashed, and his speed was as fast as a ghost. Meng Feiyu activated his invisibility skill at the same time. His figure instantly disappeared. He quickly flashed behind Feng Yu and turned the dagger in his hand toward Feng Yu.

Suddenly, she felt a dangerous coldness on her back. The corner of her mouth curled up. She turned around quickly and kicked Meng Feiyu. Meng Feiyu was kicked away. His body flashed in the air and hit the ground hard.

She didn’t use much strength, but Meng Feiyu couldn’t get up from the ground for a while. He only felt that his chest was hit by the gravity. His internal organs were all rolling with blood and Qi.

The competition ended within three breaths. The disciples below the stage hadn’t seen how it started, but they had already seen the end of the fight. They all opened their eyes wide in surprise.

Was the legendary natural waste Yun Sanxiao too strong, or was Meng Feiyu too exhausted when he fought with Yun Qingluo? He was defeated so quickly.

Below the stage, Nan Bifei sighed. It was too easy to bully a warrior in the Common Mysterious Realm. If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have become an intermediate disciple so early. It would have been so satisfying to beat them in this competition.

Elder Li walked to the front of the stage and announced to the disciples below the stage, “Today’s preliminary disciple competition has lasted for more than four hours. Now, there is finally a result. Well, next, let Dean Xiao announce the result of today’s competition.”

Dean Xiao turned his head to look at Long Zixuan. He seemed to be asking for permission. Sensing his eyes, Long Zixuan turned his head. He curled up his beautiful lips and nodded at him. Only then did Dean Xiao get up from his seat and walk to Elder Li’s side.

“I believe everyone has already guessed the result of the preliminary disciple competition. Now, I will announce that the first place is Yun Fengyu, second place is Meng Feiyu, and third place is Yun Qingluo.”

After Principal Xiao finished his words, the disciples below the stage started to boil. They never thought that the first place would be taken away by the third missy who was called trash. Furthermore, she had only been in the Hao Yuan Academy for a month.

How did she do it? Thinking that she was Martial Uncle Yun’s daughter, most of the disciples felt relieved. However, they were still confused as to how she became a trash.

Judging from her performance today, she didn’t seem like a trash at all. Didn’t even the genius Miss Yun lose to her?

Thinking about the three ranks of the preliminary disciple competition, the General’s House had two of them. All the disciples couldn’t help but feel jealous and hateful. The Hao Yuan Academy’s rank was so hard to get, yet the General’s House had two of them. If this was spread to the capital, countless noble families would be jealous.

After Principal Xiao announced the rankings, he waved his hand and three disciples carrying wooden plates came up. The wooden plates were covered with a layer of red cloth.

Principal Xiao opened the wooden plate in front of the disciple and handed it to Feng Yu. He said, “Yun Fengyu, you are the first place in the preliminary disciple competition this year. This is your prize. Please keep it well.”

Feng Yu looked at the small wooden box in front of her. She raised her head and looked at Principal Xiao with confusion.

[Isn’t the prize for the first place a low-level Spirit Weapon, a Rank Two pill, and a Rank Two beast? Why is there only a small wooden box?]

Principal Xiao understood her confusion and explained it to her with a smile, “This small box is a Spatial Spirit Weapon specially made by the academy. It can only last for a few hours. Your prizes are all inside. Remember, the box will disappear after a few hours.”

“I know, thank you, Principal Xiao.”

Feng Yu nodded with understanding. She reached out and took the wooden box. After that, Principal Xiao also gave Meng Feiyu and Yun Qingluo their prizes. The competition had officially ended.

Although the competition had ended, the disciples and elders didn’t dare to move. Principal Long was still sitting on the high platform. Who dared to leave first?

Feng Yu raised her head and looked at her master. She saw that he was also looking at her. The corner of his mouth curled into a charming smile. He lazily sat on the chair and didn’t have any intention of leaving.

Feng Yu frowned. She really didn’t know what her master was thinking. [Is it really okay to leave everyone here?]

“Principal Long…”

Principal Xiao’s voice sounded. Feng Yu looked over and saw that Principal Xiao had arrived in front of Long Zixuan. His usual straight back was slightly bent at this moment. He looked at Long Zixuan with a troubled expression.

Long Zixuan glanced at him and said in a charming voice, “Director Xiao, tell the disciples to go back.”

Director Xiao wanted to ask when Lord Long would leave, but he didn’t dare to ask. He could only nod and said, “Yes.”

Then, he looked at the disciples below and said, “Everyone, Director Long has an order. Everyone, quickly go back.”

Normally, Director Xiao was already majestic enough, but now that Director Long had an order, the disciples below didn’t dare to disobey. They all retreated, but there were too many of them. It took about fifteen minutes for them to retreat.

Many female disciples didn’t want to leave. They wanted to stay and see Long Zixuan, but they didn’t dare to disobey the two directors. So, when they left, they couldn’t help but turn back three times. They looked at Long Zixuan with infatuation.

Feng Yu sighed. Her evil master had such an appearance. No wonder he could easily mess up the hearts of so many women. The truth proved that the charm of beauty was too terrifying.

When the disciples had retreated, Long Zixuan looked at Director Xiao and said, “Director Xiao, you should leave too. By the way,” His charming eyes looked at the disciples below and his charming voice was cold. He said, “Take the disciples who haven’t left.”

“Yes.”

Director Xiao winked at them. The elders stood up and bowed to Long Zixuan. Then, they all retreated. A few disciples of the Internal Affairs Palace moved the Holy Spirit Stone away.

“Third Sister, I’m leaving too. Thank you for today.”

Yun Qingluo leaned close to Feng Yu’s ear and whispered. She then reluctantly walked down from the stage. Meng Feiyu followed her.

Yun Qingluo went down from the stage and looked up at Long Zixuan. She sighed. She had heard that Chief Long was the most handsome man in Hao Yuan, but she didn’t expect him to be so beautiful. He was even prettier than her brother. It made her heart beat faster.

Her third sister was really lucky. She could see such a handsome man every day. If she was in his shoes, she would probably laugh herself to death.

Yun Qingluo couldn’t help but feel jealous of Feng Yu. What kind of luck did she have to become Chief Long’s disciple? She was so jealous.

Below the stage, Nan Bifei, Ye Qian, and the others were waiting for Feng Yu. They didn’t leave with the other disciples. Beiming Xue wanted to stay and watch Long Zixuan, so she didn’t leave. However, when Principal Xiao came down and saw them, his face turned dark.

Principal Xiao said with a dark face, “Why aren’t you leaving? What are you doing here? Do you not take our words seriously?”

Principal Xiao was famous for being a dark face in the academy. The disciples were afraid of him. Even Beiming Xue and the Little Demon King Nan Bifei were no exception. They immediately lowered their heads when they were scolded by Principal Xiao. They looked extremely obedient.

“Dean, we’re sorry. We’ll leave now.”

Nan Jie Yuan looked at Feng Yu with a sad and pitiful expression on his face. He then turned around and left with Ye Qian and the others. Beiming Xue couldn’t stand Director Xiao’s black face anymore, so she quickly left.

Feng Yu saw Nan Jie Yuan’s sad expression and couldn’t help but twitch her lips. She thought for a while and walked down the stage. Nan Jie Yuan and the others were leaving, so she had to tell them.

“Little Feather, where are you going?”

Her demonic master’s voice sounded in her ears. It sounded lazy and didn’t sound energetic. Feng Yu stopped and turned around to look at Long Zixuan. She said, “Master, I’m going to talk to my friend.”

“Is it important?”

He squinted his eyes and looked at her lazily. His eyes seemed to be electrified. Feng Yu felt dizzy again. She clenched her fists and turned her head away. She said, “Er, it’s not important.”

“Since it’s not important, then we’ll talk tomorrow.” Long Zixuan stood up from the chair and walked toward Feng Yu with elegant steps. He pinched her cheek and said, “Little Feather, come back to the Purple Bamboo Peak with me.”

His tone was as evil as usual, but it was domineering.

Feng Yu had gotten used to obeying him because of the fragment of the Nine Heavens Evil Killing Blade in his hand. She was also used to obeying him.

“Yes, Master.”

Long Zixuan revealed a joyful smile. She put her hands behind her back and walked up the stairs. “Let’s go.”

Feng Yu sighed as she looked at the black cloak that was swaying in the wind. ‘Habits are scary.’

Because of her habits, she would subconsciously obey every order from her master.

Feng Yu shook her head. She didn’t want to think about it anymore. She also started to walk towards Long Zixuan. As for Nan Sifan and the others, they could talk about it tomorrow.

Chi Xiao and the others naturally followed behind her.