In the face of the first wave of attacks, Cold Plum did not move at all.
As a result, the two arrows exploded three to five meters away from her.
This kind of performance was much better than Ji Zhangran's.
The second and third waves of attacks were exactly the same. It was as if there was an invisible wall in front of Cold Plum. No matter what came, it would be directly shattered.
"Hmph, let's see if you can still be so relaxed in the fourth wave of attacks."
Ji Zhangran snorted coldly, obviously a little nervous.
If Cold Plum broke his record, then he would lose face.
However, in the fourth wave of attacks, although Cold Plum was not as relaxed as before, she just raised her hand and the dagger in her hand slashed out two sword qi, knocking two arrows away.
This level of attack was much more relaxed than Ji Zhangran.
"No way, this woman is really hiding her strength. It seems that she is more powerful than her master, Ling Xiao."
"Anyway, Ji Zhangran is probably going to lose."
As they expected, when Cold Plum faced the fifth wave of attacks, she still just raised her hand casually. The sword qi broke through the air and the arrows broke.
These attacks posed no threat to her at all.
But what made many people feel strange was that after the fifth wave of attacks, Cold Plum actually turned around and walked back.
She had no interest in capturing the battle flag. She just wanted to vent her anger for Ling Xiao and Hime Myung-kō.
Walking into the team, Cold Plum glanced at Ji Zhangran and said, "You can't even beat a lowly maid like me. What a waste. It was really a wise move for the Holy Emperor to choose Sister Mingkong as the Holy Son!"
Hearing this, the warriors of the Phoenix Academy did not feel good. They really did not want to be slapped in the face like this.
But they could not refute it because in terms of results, Cold Plum was better than Ji Zhangran, and the whole process was so relaxed. Obviously, she was much stronger than Ji Zhangran.
Ji Zhangran's face was red. He didn't know whether it was shame or anger. Perhaps it was both.
Back in the Sacred Dynasty, he was the son of the Holy Emperor. Although he was not the Holy Son, his status was equally revered.
Furthermore, he was also hailed as a once-in-a-century genius.
The only person who could surpass him in terms of talent was Hime Myung-kō, his dear little sister.
After he arrived at the Phoenix Academy, he cultivated with all his might and still managed to gain the appreciation of the academy's teachers.
Originally, he thought that he could become stronger and then follow the True Demonic Empire's arrangement and return to the Heavenly Dragon Continent to establish a new Sacred Dynasty.
So what if it was a puppet? He didn't care.
However, the dream that seemed like it would soon be realized was cruelly interrupted here.
If he couldn't even beat a servant girl, what qualifications did he have to compete with Ling Xiao, the chosen one?
No matter how stupid he was, he could see the huge gap between himself and Cold Plum.
"Hateful!"
Ji Zhangran looked viciously at Ling Xiao. Since I can't beat you, then I'll find a chance to get rid of you. At that time, no one can stop me from becoming a puppet of the True Demonic Empire.
"Good! What a heroine! "
Lv Chenglong clapped his hands and felt that Cold Plum was really good.
However, he was also a little confused. Cold Plum obviously still had strength left. Why didn't she continue?
Of course, he didn't know that Cold Plum did this because she wanted to leave the glory to her master.
Cold Plum was very clear that Ling Xiao needed to become a centurion. Only then could he legitimately lead the army.
"Is there anyone else willing to try? Are the disciples of the two great academies only so capable? Do you want our pledge ceremony to end in failure? "
Lv Chenglong roared.
"Lei Ruolin, don't you want to try? In terms of cultivation, you are stronger than Wan Qiufeng. In terms of movement, you are much better than him. I'm afraid that other than Young Master Jia Yun, you are the strongest person we have this time. Do you want the martial artists of Qingxu College to keep the record? "
In the Phoenix Academy, someone looked at a woman in white.
This woman looked very ordinary, like a little sister next door. Her appearance and figure were not outstanding. It was almost impossible to see her in a crowd.
However, one couldn't judge a book by its cover. Her strength was much stronger than her appearance.
Lei Ruolin looked at Cold Plum and hesitated for a moment. Finally, she shook her head and said, "Forget it. That Cold Plum is much stronger than me. It doesn't make sense for me to go up."
This person's eyesight was indeed outstanding. She also saw that Cold Plum didn't use her full strength. Even if she won, it would be meaningless.
What's more, she judged that she could at most survive the fifth wave of attacks, and her performance would definitely not be easier than Cold Plum.
Since that was the case, there was no need for her to embarrass herself.
She was a calmer person and not that hot-blooded.
"Since none of you have the guts to fight, then let this Young Master perform the finale."
The one who spoke was the Righteous Alliance's Jia Yun.
Jia Yun smiled and continued, "In terms of background and strength, other than me, no one else has the right to be a centurion."
His words were extremely arrogant. Although Ling Xiao found them laughable, they were very normal in the eyes of many people.
The status of the Righteous Alliance in the Divine Phoenix Empire was actually higher than that of the nobles.
The status of the Righteous Alliance Lord was above that of the Emperor.
Based on this point alone, Jia Yun dared to say that he had the best background.
In terms of strength, Jia Yun believed that no one present was stronger than him.
Of course, he saw himself as a Ninth Heavenly Layer martial artist.
This was because he felt that he would be able to break through by the time he reached Northern Desert City.
"Good, as expected of the Righteous Alliance's Young Master Jia. Let us see the strength of the Righteous Alliance!"
Sikong Zun loudly said.
Of course, he was happy.
After all, besides being the commander of this army, he was also the Vice Principal of the Phoenix Academy. He couldn't possibly watch as the Phoenix Academy was suppressed by Qingxu College.
Jia Yun walked out of the crowd, and before he issued the challenge, he intentionally looked at Ling Xiao.
"This young master still remembers what happened at Ling Yue's Courtyard. You'd best not forget it! Since you're a lowly human, you should obediently play your lowly role. Don't always try to rely on your luck to change your status. Not only is that foolish, you'll also lose your life! "
These words caused many people to start discussing.
They didn't know what had happened at Ling Yue's Courtyard, but it seemed like Ling Xiao had definitely offended this Jia Yun. Otherwise, Jia Yun wouldn't have said such nasty words.
Ling Xiao coldly sneered, "No one is born a slave, and no one is born a noble!
Don't forget that when the Human King founded the Sacred Dynasty, he was just a puny human!
Don't forget that the ones who defeated the True Demon Empire were also humans!
Don't forget that your Righteous Alliance was also created by humans. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for saying such words that betray your master and forget your ancestors? "
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