C28 Finally on Stage

Situ Yan's arrogance had finally aroused the dissatisfaction of many people, and many people below were pointing at him. Especially Ye Rong, this straightforward looking young miss of the Ye Family, she had even scolded loudly.

Situ Yan, the grandson of the Situ Family Clan Patriarch, the enmity between the two of them was definitely not any less than Lan Guang's. Liu Tie clenched his fists tightly a few times, but was still unable to come up on stage. The reason was very simple, his target this time was Lan Guang.

"Spirit Martial Academy, Liu Bai, is here to seek guidance from Young Noble Situ."

"Qinfeng Academy Zhang He teaches Sir Situ."

As time passed, finally, there were a few people who could not stand Situ Yan's domineering attitude. They entered the arena one after another and screamed as Situ Yan kicked them out of the arena mercilessly. The bones of one of his four most severely injured limbs were completely broken.

Almost no one dared to challenge Situ Yan again. The latter became even more complacent and looked at the crowd with disdain: "Hehe, just these few little fish, this young master is really not happy with the beating, but is there a level 5 martial artist or a level 4 zither master who is willing to fight with me?"

Everyone's eyes turned towards the Spirit Martial Academy. In their eyes, Qin Feng and Qin Wu could be ignored. As for the Sacred Martial, naturally no one would challenge their own academy.

"Swoosh!" As expected, just as Situ Yan finished speaking, a figure flashed out of the Spirit Martial Academy. The figure flipped in the air and then stood firmly on the stage.

"Spirit Martial Academy, Tang Shan asks for guidance from Young Master Situ."

The crowd immediately became noisy, and Spirit Martial Academy and the others began to clap their hands in praise. Situ Yan's face turned serious, but his tone was still full of provocation, "Tang Shan, not bad, you have quite a bit of reputation in Spirit Martial Academy."

Tang Shan slightly creased his brows and made a inviting gesture. "Young Master Situ, let's begin!"

"Heh heh." Situ Yan smiled darkly. His feet moved and he shot towards Tang Shan. The latter was not in a hurry and a faint earthen yellow light appeared outside his body. He met the opponent's attack with his palms. "Bang!" Tang Shan and Situ Yan both took a few steps back.

"Hehe, this is my opponent. He's much stronger than those trash." Situ Yan was delighted instead of getting angry. Then, a faint red light emitted from his body.

The people below tensed up, especially the students of Spirit Martial Academy. Tang Shan could be considered quite a famous level five martial artist in the academy. If he could defeat Situ Yan, his morale would definitely rise.

On the high platform, Ou De narrowed his eyes and nodded in satisfaction. Principal Hei Shi, on the other hand, disapproved. Looking at Ou De's expression, he said with a faint smile, "Are you confident?"

Ou De looked up and said, "Hei Shi, I think you have too high a chance for Situ Yan."

"Hehe, but I still have Xie Ann and Ye Cong. They are not worse than Situ Yan."

"Heh," Ou De sneered, "I also have Princess Lan Meng and Prince Lan Guang. Both of them are fourth-ranked zither masters."

Wu Tie's expression immediately became somewhat gloomy. With a snort, he turned away from the old face. Bai Ya, who was standing at the side, did not say anything. As for Bo Hee, he was too lazy to care about it.

The two people on the stage had attracted the attention of many people. Tang Shan's punch was more gentle, specifically targeting Situ Yan's weak spot, while Situ Yan's was fierce and focused on the positive side. For a time, the two of them were fighting in a deadlock. They were on par with each other. The students of Spirit Martial Academy and Spirit Martial Academy were already beginning to choke on each other, competing against each other's loud voices.

Ye Rong, who was beside Jiang Xia, curled her lips in disdain, "Hmph, what's so special about that? It's best if both of us get beaten up."

Jiang Xia shook his head slightly and stared at the two people on the stage. He thought that Ye Rong's hope was about to fail.

"Bam!"

Tang Shan and Situ Yan fiercely slapped their palms again. The latter's eyes became sinister and vicious. Unknowingly, his arms had already turned a deep red. "Hehe, let's end it like this!"

Everyone was shocked as Situ Yan's palm froze and two palms that seemed to be burning with fiery clouds blasted towards Tang Shan. "Blood Cloud Hands!"

He was only a small noble who was born in the imperial city, and the martial skills he had were not as strong as his Situ Family. As he saw the palm strike reach him, he could not avoid it in time and could only use all of his strength to protect his chest.

Boom!

The force struck firmly onto Tang Shan's body, causing him to be forced to retreat repeatedly. The Spiritual Martial Force Dean, Ou Hai, widened his eyes. He could not help but shout, "Tang Shan, hold!"

Just as they were about to fall on the stage, Tang Shan clenched his teeth and used his strength to lift his waist. His body suddenly stopped and he saw that half of his foot was already hanging in the air, and everyone from Spirit Martial Academy sighed a breath of relief.

"Hehe, why are you so dishonest! Originally, you wouldn't have gotten injured. "

Before Tang Shan could let out the foul air from his chest, Situ Yan's face, which was filled with a strange smile, appeared in front of him. Tang Shan's pupils constricted as Situ Yan turned around and lifted his right leg high up.

"Bang!" Tang Shan was caught off guard as his head felt a wave of dizziness before another heavy blow landed on his chest, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Tang Shan flew away from the arena and landed heavily on the ground without moving at all.

Silence. The entire audience was silent. Dean Ou De had already stood up, his mouth slightly open. He then blankly sat back on his chair. Hei Shi's old eyes slanted and he just smiled without saying a word.

Tang Shan was carried away by the medical personnel and immediately the Shengwu Academy s cheered in unison. Jiang Xia's expression was quite solemn. He was secretly surprised at Situ Yan's strength. The strength of his Blood Cloud Hand alone was several times stronger than Situ Han's.

Situ Yan's expression was extremely proud, his gaze slowly swept across the four chairmen on the stage, and finally stopped at the area called Qinfeng Academy. "Heh, I heard that Qinfeng Academy gave my good-for-nothing brother a lesson last time, so logically speaking, I should stand up for him as well." Pointing a finger at the group of Qinfeng Academy students, he yelled with disdain: "Does anyone dare to fight with me in Qinfeng Academy?"

Qinfeng Academy did not expect Situ Yan to point his spearhead at him, and all of them looked at each other, stuttering. Some had already cast their gaze towards Jiang Xia who was in the crowd.

"Hahahaha, Senior Apprentice Brother, please listen to what I have to say." A man with a sharp chin and a face full of disdain walked out from the Shengwu Academy.

"Oh, Chang Leng, what do you want to say?" Situ Yan asked with interest.

Chang Leng's face had a fawning look on it, "Senior Apprentice Brother Si, we don't need you to take action for the Qinfeng Academy, just let me do it. You just fought five or six matches, why don't you come and rest for a bit, and give us a chance to show off, hahahaha."

The students from Shengwu Academy all burst out into laughter. "Right, right, Qinfeng Academy does not require Big Brother Si Xiu to act."

Situ Yan was proud and arrogant to begin with, but after hearing what the others said, he became overjoyed and said, "Alright, then I'll take a break for now. Chang Leng, teach me a good lesson on Qinfeng Academy."

With that, his figure flashed and Situ Yan returned to his original position. Beside him stood Xie Ann, who still had a mocking smile on his face, and Ye Cong, who had a calm expression.

The stage was already cold, so he walked to the center and imitated Situ Yan as he said: "Qinfeng Academy, do you dare to fight with me? If not, then all of you will forfeit. "

"I give up at the bottom, I give up at the bottom."

Shengwu Academy shouted loudly, and there were even a few Qin Wu and Ling Wu who chimed in. Hei Shi, Bai Ya, and Ou De all looked at Bo Hee playfully. The latter remained calm as if what was happening had nothing to do with him.

Bai Ya sneered coldly in his heart, "Heh, looks like you've resigned yourself to your fate."

The higher the shout, the uglier the complexions of the Qinfeng Academy students became. Ye Rong clenched her teeth and blushed. "Hmph, what's there to be arrogant about a half-step into the level five martial artist. I'll do it, grandaunt."

Ye Rong had just taken a step when a strong hand grabbed her arm. She turned around in surprise and asked, "Jiang Xia, you?"

Jiang Xia smirked and said, "You can't beat him, right?"

"So what?" Ye Rong waved her two fist, looking like a crazed kitten, "They are bullying Qinfeng Academy, even if they can't beat me, I still have to hit them."

Chang Leng, who was on the stage, crossed his arms in front of his chest and raised his scrawny face high, "Qinfeng Academy, if no one else comes out to fight, then all of you will give up."

Ye Rong was so angry that her delicate body trembled. "Damn it, let's see if I can beat you up or not."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Xia had already dragged him behind and replied with a helpless tone, "Forget it, let me do it!"

"Eh?" Ye Rong was slightly shocked. Jiang Xia had already passed through the crowd. His feet lightly touched the ground as he landed on the arena.

The cries from the Shengwu Academy were immediately reduced by more than half. Everyone's gazes were uniformly fixed on the somewhat skinny and handsome youth. The Qinwu Academy's Situ Han, Lin Woo and the rest had strange expressions, some resentful, some resentful, and some even had a hint of fear.

Bo Hee's expression finally changed. A trace of a smile flashed across his wrinkled face, "Hehe, this kid is finally willing to go on stage." The other three courtyards were somewhat bewildered as they did not understand where the other party's confidence came from.

Chang Leng noticed Jiang Xia's appearance and frowned, "Brat, what's your name?"

"Jiang Xia!"

"Jiang Xia?" Chang Leng was taken aback. "You're the brat that injured my brother and disciple?"

The Spirit Martial Academy's Situ Yan and Xie Ann couldn't help but look at each other, both seeing the astonishment in the other party's eyes. The latter narrowed his eyes and coldly asked: "Don't you feel that he looks like a person?"

"It does look like it, but it shouldn't be that blind man." Situ Yan denied it and then turned his gaze towards the Spirit Martial Academy's position. He searched for something in the crowd, "Hey, Ye Cong, Xie Ann, Princess Lan Meng, you didn't come?"

"He's here, I just saw him, he seems to be standing together with Prince Lan Guang." The one who spoke was Ye Cong, a slender young man with ordinary facial features who exuded a noble aura.

A trace of pride flashed across Situ Yan's eyes. At least, Lan Meng had seen his expression just now. Xie Ann frowned and snorted disdainfully. "Humph, it's my turn for the next match."

After a moment of shock, Chang Leng's expression darkened, and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile. "Stinky brat, you shouldn't have, absolutely shouldn't have offended my senior brother disciple, or else your Qinfeng Academy wouldn't have reached the bottom this year."

"You are very long-winded, don't you know?"

"Hmph, you are courting death." Chang Leng's eyes surged with killing intent. His feet moved quickly and the air between the two became chaotic. He raised his fist and smashed towards Jiang Xia's head, "Smelly brat, you will become the first dead person to fight in this year's Four Great Academies."

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