Chapter 787
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As long as they were matched against disciples from the Dragon Slayer Academy, the Battle Banner Academy and the Zephyr Academy, almost all the youths would choose to forfeit without even having to compete!
That was the might and prestige of the top three academies!
But that situation had changed this year …..
The Dragon Slayer Academy and the Battle Banner Academy were still as powerful as ever, while the Zephyr Academy had become a faded flower of yesterday.
Many people's eyes subconsciously turned to look at the petite youth dressed in the Zephyr Academy's uniform, standing alone at the side. The Zephyr Academy had not only halved the number of participants in the Spirit Battle Tournament this year, they had also found a little brat among them. That really made the youths in the first district highly excited!
Even if you beat them to death, they would not think that they would lose to a little brat in this tournament. He looked to be at most fourteen or fifteen years of age and his ring spirit must have only just awakened not too long ago. At that age, he would at most be a red spirit. His opponent was so young and frail and he did not look like someone who could fight well. That meant that they had not only lost a strong opponent, they had also gained a nice green leaf to add to their glory!
Although the Zephyr Academy had fallen into decline, but their former reputation was still resounding. If they were able to match up against that little brat from the Zephyr Academy, they would have something to brag about in the future.
Defeating a disciple from the Zephyr Academy, no matter when, would bring them great pride!
The drawing of lots had not even begun and many of them were secretly praying that they would be matched against Jun Xie in the first round. They did not think that the little brat would be able to last till the second round of the tournament. Hence, whoever was matched against him in the first round would be able to reap great benefits from it. It was not something that one could come across every year.
Standing quietly on one side, Jun Wu Xie did not know in the slightest that she had become a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the eyes of these youths. She just stood quietly in a corner, and it was not known what was going through her mind. All those malicious gazes, to her, had become an existence she was used to ignoring. But when she suddenly noticed a strange gaze falling upon her, that feeling did not make her feel uncomfortable.
Jun Wu Xie raised her head slightly and followed the line of sight. Within the crowd, she saw a pretty faced young girl with a pair of almond shaped eyes.
The young girl was just sizing up Jun Xie when Jun Xie suddenly raised his head, coincidentally meeting the young girl's gaze. In an instant, the young girl's fair little face looked like it was on fire as it flushed a bright red, her large eyes filled with panic. She lowered her head in a fluster, trying to cover it up only to make it more obvious by shifting herself to the side.
Jun Wu Xie's eyes were tinged with a trace of puzzlement. She had seen that young girl before. Back in the Crown Prince's Residence, the young girl had been dressed in the uniform of the War Banner Academy. If her memory served her correctly, back in the Crown Prince's Residence, she had heard Lei Chen call out to the young girl a few times.
Ling Yue? There seemed to be nothing wrong with this word.
Jun Wu Xie's mind raced furiously. Last night, Fei Yan had gathered all of them together and helped them cram on the information regarding the disciples from the War Banner Academy and the Dragon Slayers Academy who were taking part in the Spirit Battle Tournament. One of them had been the young girl who had peeped at her and had blushed furiously when Jun Wu Xie had seen her.
Qu Ling Yue, the champion of the War Banner Academy's Spirit Battle Tournament!
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