C32 Four Courtyards Champion

"Flower Plucking Finger!"

Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Xia's right hand lightly moved, along with the sound of wind breaking, the incomparably beautiful red petals shot towards Situ Yan's chest, causing the air flow to become chaotic. Situ Yan's expression changed drastically, but his palm was still embedded in Jiang Xia's shoulder, and the distance was so short that there was no way to dodge it.

"Bam!" In less than a second, the flower petal shot right at Situ Yan's chest, "You?" A great pain followed right after. Situ Yan's mouth was slightly open as he looked at the bloody hole in his chest in a daze.

The entire hall became silent. Even the four chairmen felt their hearts in their throats, not to mention Ye Rong, Liu Tie, and the other students. Half of Situ Yan's palm was still stuck on Jiang Xia's left shoulder. Traces of bright red blood flowed down Situ Yan's arm. It was Jiang Xia's blood. Even though he was injured, he still had to give Situ Yan a heavy blow.

Situ Yan's face turned darker and darker. He gritted his teeth and leaned forward, "Smelly brat, you dared to hurt me. I will kill you without a burial ground."

"Ah!

"Ah!" The two of them shouted at the same time. Jiang Xia's pretty face twisted and he could no longer feel the existence of his left arm.

The students of Four Great Academies below felt their hairs stand on end, their scalps going numb, as if they could feel Jiang Xia's pain. Ye Rong was so scared that her face turned deathly pale.

Looking at Jiang Xia's painful expression, Situ Yan's face was filled with malevolence. The clothes on his chest were also dyed red with blood. "Brat, I will tear you apart."

Jiang Xia's face that was as white as a sheet of paper was covered in sweat as boundless resentment gushed out from his eyes. His pitch-black pure eyes flashed with a faint purple light that was difficult to detect, and in the blink of an eye, it turned ashen white. Everyone's heart shrunk, and Situ Yan's pupils turned into a thin needle.

"Swish!" A golden cold light flashed as blood rained down from the sky. What followed was Situ Yan's heart-wrenching scream, "Ah! My hand, my hand. "

Countless people's heartbeats stopped at one rhythm. The four chairmen were all drenched in cold sweat, Situ Yan's unstable right arm on the stage was completely cut off, it could even be said to have cut off half of his shoulder, exposing his ghastly white bones in the air.

The students were all frightened to the point that their souls almost left their bodies. On the other hand, Jiang Xia still had Situ Yan's arm hanging on his left shoulder. The two's blood mixed and dyed half of the stage red.

The tens of thousands of people present did not dare to make a sound, and some were even curled up on the ground, trembling. Situ Yan shouted with fury and resentment, "My hand, I don't want to be disabled, I don't want to be disabled!"

Jiang Xia's gray eyes did not contain a trace of human eyes. He grabbed Situ Yan's broken arm with his right hand and pulled forcefully, "Hiss!" Everyone felt their teeth ache and their mind and body become uneasy. Fresh blood flowed down from Jiang Xia's shoulder. "Bang!" Situ Yan's broken arm was gently thrown onto the table. The latter's eyes almost popped out as he staggered and bent over to pick up his arm. At the same time, he muttered, "My arm, my arm, I don't want to be a cripple."

"You can't be a cripple because you're a dead man." The calmness in his voice contained boundless killing intent. Situ Yan was shocked and raised his head. What he saw was a pair of ice-cold grey eyes.

Everyone trembled. Principal Hei Shi's face changed drastically and he hurriedly shouted, "Jiang Xia, show mercy!"

Just as Hei Shi finished his sentence, a head with messy hair flew out. On Situ Yan's face, there was unwillingness, hatred, and fear. Blood rained down from the sky. "Ta, ta, ta." Situ Yan's head rolled on the ground, and finally landed in front of Shengwu Academy. His eyes were still open, scaring quite a few students into retreating.

Hei Shi's face immediately darkened as his legs went limp and he slumped into a chair. Bai Ya, Ou De, and Bo Hee looked at each other, feeling the shock in each other's eyes.

The moment Situ Yan's body fell, only Jiang Xia was left standing on the stage. He was covered in blood, making him look like a demon from hell. The effect Jiang Xia brought to others was too shocking. Killing the level four cellist Prince Lan Guang and then the level five Situ Family great young master Situ Yan, these kinds of achievements were unprecedented in the Four Great Academies.

Qinfeng Academy was about to rise as well. After this battle, everyone was a stepping stone for Jiang Xia. To kill, it was hard to imagine that a young boy would have such great resentment.

Jiang Xia let out a deep breath. His gray eyes returned to black. Perhaps even he didn't know that when he was angry to the extreme, his eyes would be stung and then change.

There was only silence in the crowded stadium. There were no cheers, only faint wails. When everyone came to their senses, they realized that the competition was still going to continue.

Everyone's eyes naturally fell on Zhou Tie's Shengwu Academy. Xie Ann was injured, Situ Yan, and Lan Guang had died tragically, while Lan Meng had left. The final battle would be between the hot contestant for the championship and Jiang Xia, the dark horse. However, after witnessing these two bloody battles, the crowd actually didn't feel much interest.

The four principals also focused on Ye Cong. As long as they could get on stage, Shengwu Academy would once again be in first place, but even if they were in first place, Hei Shi wouldn't be happy. He was still thinking about how to explain it to the Patriarch of the Situ Family.

Ye Rong felt a little awkward. Ye Cong was her brother. If she fought with Jiang Xia over the championship, who knew who she would support. Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Ye Cong slowly raised his right hand and said in a calm voice, "I give up!"

"Hu!"

Jiang Xia's eyebrows twitched as a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. The crowd became noisy as they whispered to each other. The four chairmen were also shocked. No one expected Ye Cong to give up. Wasn't this equivalent to throwing away the championship?

Hei Shi frowned and shouted in a deep voice, "Ye Cong, why did you give up?"

"That's right, why should I forfeit?"

"Get on stage to take revenge for Situ Yan."

The group of students from Shengwu Academy were all unconvinced, and one after another, they chimed in.

Ye Cong signalled for everyone to quiet down, then turned to look at Jiang Xia, "Everyone, I do not have the confidence to win against Jiang Xia, and I do not want to risk my life to bet on a flashy champion. The battle of the Four Great Academies is not a battlefield, and if you say I am afraid, then I am a coward.

"Good, well said, big brother. I support you." Ye Rong happily clapped her hands while the others looked at each other. There were quite a few people who grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Ye Cong let out a deep breath, looked at Jiang Xia who was on the stage, and nodded to him. Then, he turned around and separated the crowd to leave.

After Liu Tie left, nobody dared to compete with Jiang Xia on the arena. Situ Yan's broken body had already been moved out of the training field, and the faint smell of blood was still floating in the air. Wu Tie's shoulder had already stopped bleeding, and the wound was faintly aching.

Ou De looked around and gestured to Instructor Luo behind him. The latter nodded and walked to the front and said loudly, "

, is there anyone else who wants to challenge Jiang Xia?"

Everyone shook their heads. They stared at each other, but no one came out.

"Is there anyone else?" Teacher Luo couldn't help but to urge him. In his heart, he still didn't want to see Jiang Xia become the champion. After all, the other party had personally rejected him back then. For a student who had been chased away by Spirit Martial Academy to have such achievements, it was no different than a slap in the face.

Still, no one dared to take a step forward. Teacher Luo's expression was slightly gloomy, and after that he said dispiritedly: "I announce that this year's champion of the Four Courtyards' battle is Qinfeng Academy's Jiang Xia."

Ye Rong and the others immediately burst into cheers, "Good, Jiang Xia, good job!" The cheers of the entire training field rang out. Ye Rong even stepped onto the stage and raised Jiang Xia's uninjured arm, and shouted without any hint of a look in the young miss's voice, "Long live Jiang Xia, long live Qinfeng Academy." Following that, a few students also came up on stage and gathered the two of them together. Jiang Xia shook his head helplessly, but in the end, he still revealed a joyous expression.

Headmaster Bo Hee was so excited that his body was trembling, and his old eyes were filled with tears, "First, hahahaha, my Qinfeng Academy has returned to first place again."

Han Long and the other teachers were also full of smiles. Ye Xuan walked in front of Bo Hee and became more and more excited, "Teacher, did you see that? It's been six years, and it's been six years. Our Qinfeng Academy is once again first place. "

Hei Shi, Bai Ya, and Ou Hai frowned as if they did not see anything.

The crowd looked at Jiang Xia with admiration, envy, unwillingness, and anger. The Qinwu Academy's Situ Han and Lin Woo had already treated Jiang Xia as a demon that was about to take their lives. They probably wouldn't dare to stir trouble in the Qinfeng Academy ever again. As for Shengwu Academy, it could be said to be a loss of life for both man and woman. They had not obtained the championship, and two important personnel had died.

But undoubtedly, the main character today was him, a student of Qinfeng Academy, Jiang Xia. His name would resound throughout the imperial capital. Qinfeng Academy would also once again rise up because of him. But under the illumination of this light, who would have thought that there was such a sorrowful and painful feeling behind the lonely youth. In his opinion, the champion was not important, and killing was also not important. If he could exchange it for his beloved one, all of this would no longer be important.

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