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The three of them appeared to be well-mannered, but in reality, their expressions were not respectful at all.
Even juniors like Chu Jingnan had heard that Zishan Hou was a cripple. How could they not know that these three were Martial Saints?
Zishan Hou had been in Zishan County for more than ten years and had always been depressed. He rarely took care of matters and rarely showed himself. The Martial Saints of the Fallen Star Kingdom all knew that he was a cripple, so how could they have the slightest respect for him?
After the superficial courtesy, the old man in his sixties said loudly, "Zishan Hou, I am the Vice Principal of the Zi Yang Academy, Mo Baisheng. Your Zishan Academy's student, Ye Xing, killed my student, Zhen Xiang Temple. We are here to capture Ye Xing. Zishan Hou, for the sake of the harmony between the two academies, please hand over that traitor Ye Xing."
When Ye Xing saw the three of them, he already had some guesses in his heart. It was as he had expected.
The Martial Saints of the Zi Yang Academy actually came to the Zishan Academy to capture him, and even sent out the Vice Principal. It could be seen that Zhen Xianglin's status in the Zi Yang Academy was not ordinary.
When Mo Baisheng said this, everyone in the Zishan Academy was shocked, and their expressions were different.
The students who had never heard of the Zi Yang Academy were fine, but those who had heard of the Zi Yang Academy were even more shocked. The Zi Yang Academy was one of the three strongest academies in the Fallen Star Kingdom. Even their teachers were Martial Saints. Ye Xing dared to kill a student of the Zi Yang Academy. This was simply eating a bear's heart and leopard's guts.
The deacons and teachers of the academy naturally knew of the Zi Yang Academy, and they were all incomparably shocked.
As for the three Vice Principals, Wu Yunshan and Li Xiaoran were shocked, and at the same time, they frowned and felt a surge of anger in their hearts. Ye Xing had caused such a disaster. Not only would he suffer, but the Zishan Academy would also lose face.
On the other hand, Wang Haiqing sneered in his heart. He wanted Ye Xing to die, but he did not dare to do so because of Zishan Hou's warning. Now that Ye Xing had caused such a disaster, Ye Xing was seeking his own death.
The only one whose expression remained the same was Zi Shan Hou, as if this was a trivial matter that wasn't worth mentioning.
Zishan Hou said, "Today is the day of our Zishan Academy's Advanced Class Entrance Examination. If there's anything, we can talk about it after the examination. The three of you are guests from afar, so please take a rest on the side."
Zi Shan Hou's reply allowed Ye Xing to let out a sigh of relief. If the Academy didn't care about him, no matter how strong he was, it would be difficult for him to escape from the palms of the three Martial Saints.
Mo Baisheng and the other two Martial Saints looked unhappy. They had come to the Purple Mountain Academy to capture people. What did the exam have to do with them?
However, Zi Shan Hou was still a Marquis conferred by the Emperor. Even if the three of them did not take him seriously, they were not willing to offend him. After all, their status was lower than Zi Shan Hou's.
"Alright, then we'll wait until after the test to capture that traitor."
As Mo Baisheng spoke, he leaped onto the Bluewind Eagle's back and waved his hand.
The other two Martial Saints also leaped onto the Bluewind Eagle's back. The three huge Bluewind Eagles fluttered their wings and glided, standing in a row on the side of the square as spectators.
Zi Shan Hou did not invite them to sit upstairs, so the three of them naturally waited on the side.
The elimination round began quickly. In the first round, twenty out of forty would advance. Ye Xing, as the first in the twentieth group, was the last to fight. His opponent was a peak seventh-layer Martial Grandmaster.
"The Purple Mountain Academy is really weak. They don't even have a ninth-layer Martial Grandmaster."
"Even if they have eighth-layer Martial Grandmasters, there are only thirteen of them. Our Zi Yang Academy can just send out a genius class of less than ten students to defeat them."
The two Martial Saints beside Mo Baisheng said after watching a few matches.
The two of them were teachers of the Zi Yang Academy. In the Zi Yang Academy, although they were Martial Saints, they were not considered the highest level of the Academy. Coming to the Purple Mountain Academy, they felt incomparably superior.
In the Purple Mountain Academy, even the Vice Principal was not a Martial Saint. As Martial Saints, they naturally had the qualifications to be superior.
"Eh … this girl is not bad. Her cultivation is very solid, and her martial arts attainments are also far superior to those of the same realm. It seems that the Purple Mountain Academy still has some talents."
When Wei Qingxuan went on stage and defeated her peak seventh-layer Martial Grandmaster in one move, the eyes of a Martial Saint teacher from the Zi Yang Academy lit up.
Another Martial Saint teacher said, "It's a pity. What can a good seedling do in the Purple Mountain Academy? She's already in the advanced class, but her cultivation is only at the seventh layer of the Martial Path. What a waste of talent."
Although Wei Qingxuan was only fourteen years old, she had developed well. Her figure did not look worse than an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. In addition, her face was covered with a thin veil, so the two Martial Saints could not see her appearance. Naturally, they did not know that she was only fourteen years old.
Even the Zi Yang Academy did not have a fourteen-year-old seventh-layer Martial Grandmaster.
In the fourth round, the first place of the group would fight against the second place of the other groups. Those who could take the first place of the group were naturally strong. They did not need much time to defeat their opponents. Every battle went quickly, and soon it was the last round of the round.
"The twentieth round, Ye Xing against Yang Gu."
The three Martial Saints from the Zi Yang Academy were all excited when they heard this. Their gazes suddenly became much sharper.
When Ye Xing went on stage, he immediately felt three blade-like gazes locking onto him.
Yang Gu's cultivation was at the peak of the seventh layer. Xiong Qisheng was defeated by Ye Xing because of this cultivation. At that time, Ye Xing was only a sixth-layer Martial Grandmaster, but now, Ye Xing was a Martial Dao Grandmaster.
"I admit defeat." Yang Gu did not even fight and directly admitted defeat.
He could not even defeat Xiong Qisheng who was at the peak of the seventh layer. Now that Ye Xing's cultivation had broken through, his strength was obviously much stronger than two months ago. Yang Gu knew that he was far from being a match for Ye Xing.
Zhen Xiang Temple died under Ye Xing's arrow. Wu Baisheng and the other two Martial Saints did not know about Ye Xing's strength. They wanted to see Ye Xing's strength, but they did not expect that Ye Xing's opponent would directly admit defeat. They did not see anything.
Just like this, Ye Xing easily entered the top twenty. The second round of the elimination round began.
In this round, ten out of twenty would advance, but there were thirteen eighth-layer Martial Grandmasters. There would be one eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster in each round, and three of them would be Martial Grandmasters.
"The first round, Ren Xiuwu against Shi Lezhi."
"The second round, Bu Haoling against Yue Gaoxuan."
"The third round, Xu Maodian against Wei Qingxuan."
"The fourth round, Li Pengfei against Wu Yingcai."
"The fifth round, Xiong Qisheng against Ye Xing."
… …
When Ye Xing heard the name list for the fifth round, the corner of his mouth curled up and his eyes lit up. Enemies were bound to meet on a narrow road. He would have to fight against Xiong Qisheng again.
Although Xiong Qisheng was seriously injured two months ago, he was completely healed in half a month with the help of Vice Principal Wang. Moreover, this injury was a blessing in disguise. He broke through the barrier to the eighth layer of the martial path. In half a month, he broke through to the eighth layer of the martial path and became an eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster.
Now, he had been an eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster for a month.
"Ye Xing, your martial arts attainments have already reached such a high level. I don't believe you can improve any further. As long as your martial arts attainments don't improve, even if you become a seventh-layer Martial Grandmaster, you may not be my match."
Xiong Qisheng thought to himself. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "This time, in front of everyone, I will repay you ten times, no, a hundred times what you gave me in the past!"
Neither of them paid attention to the name list for the next few rounds. By the time they reacted, the first round had already begun.
Ren Xiuwu, a peak eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster, defeated Shi Lezhi, a beginner eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster, in one move and advanced to the top ten.
In the second round, Bu Haoling also defeated his opponent in one move. He was a mid-eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster, while his opponent, Yue Gaoxuan, was only a seventh-layer Martial Grandmaster.
In the third round, Xu Maodian, a beginner eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster, fought against Wei Qingxuan, a peak seventh-layer Martial Grandmaster. Although most of the students were on Wei Qingxuan's side and wanted Wei Qingxuan to win, they knew in their hearts that a seventh-layer Martial Grandmaster against an eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster was too difficult. There was basically no hope of victory.
However, the result was beyond everyone's expectations. One move. Wei Qingxuan defeated Xu Maodian, a beginner eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster, in one move and won.
Although this result made everyone happy, it also shocked all the students. Wei Qingxuan's strength was too strong. Other than Ye Xing, she was the only one in the competition who could defeat an opponent of a higher level.
In the fourth round, Wu Yingcai, a seventh-layer Martial Grandmaster, lost to Li Pengfei, an eighth-layer Martial Grandmaster. This was within everyone's expectations.
The fifth round was another exciting battle. When Ye Xing and Xiong Qisheng entered the arena, all the students' spirits were lifted.
Two months ago, Ye Xing had already defeated Xiong Qisheng, and Xiong Qisheng was severely injured in front of everyone's eyes.
Now, Ye Xing's cultivation had broken through to the Martial Dao Master level, and Xiong Qisheng's cultivation had also advanced to the Martial Dao Grandmaster level. If the two of them fought again, would there be any changes in the result?
Not only were the students' spirits lifted, but the academy's teachers were also in high spirits, revealing expressions of interest. On the highest floor of the VIP building, Wang Haiqing narrowed his eyes.
Although in Wang Haiqing's opinion, Ye Xing would definitely be taken away by the Vice Principal of Zi Yang Academy after the assessment, it couldn't be better if Xiong Qisheng could teach him a lesson so that Xiong Qisheng could wash away the humiliation from two months ago.
At the edge of the square, the eyes of the three Martial Sages from Zi Yang Academy, who were sitting on the back of the Green Wind Eagle, also lit up. In the last round, they didn't see Ye Xing fight. This round, they should be able to see it.
After Ye Xing and Xiong Qisheng entered the arena, they didn't say a word and immediately started fighting.
Xiong Qisheng took the lead and attacked first. He unsheathed his treasured saber, and the saber radiance, which was like moonlight, instantly slashed towards Ye Xing.
Ye Xing faced the saber radiance and retreated instead of advancing. He clenched his hand into a fist and punched out.
In an instant, Ye Xing's temperament changed. He turned into the king of beasts, a fierce tiger that came down from the mountains. When this fist was punched out, the sound of the fist whistled through the sky, as if a fierce tiger was roaring.
Middle-grade martial skill — Roaring Tiger Fist!
Two months ago, Ye Xing had comprehended the Roaring Tiger Fist to the Perfection Stage, but he was interrupted by Xiong Qisheng in the midst of his enlightenment. In the end, he only comprehended the low-grade martial skill completely, and was still a little lacking in the mid-grade martial skill's Perfection Stage.
Now, two months had passed. Ye Xing's cultivation had broken through, and his mastery of martial arts had improved a lot. This Roaring Tiger Fist had truly reached the Perfection Stage.
Xiong Qisheng only felt that Ye Xing had turned into an incomparably huge fierce tiger, rushing towards him. He was greatly shocked.
Bang — —
The treasured saber flew backwards, and Ye Xing's fist landed on Xiong Qisheng's chest.
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