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Chapter 1201

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Among the 15 people from the first group of Yin-Yang Academy, there was no one that Qin Yi was particularly familiar with.

Obviously, they were the disciples of the other elders in the academy.

It could be seen that the order of battle was arranged according to the strength of the disciples. The first disciples to fight, regardless of whether they were from the Scorching Sun Sect or Yin-Yang Academy, were not very strong.

The strength of both sides was about the same. There was no doubt that the following battle would be very tragic.

The disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect who had their names called all laughed out loud. Immediately after, they landed on the fighting ring and looked at their opponents with provocative expressions on their faces.

Without a doubt, they were in high spirits after consecutive victories. Coupled with the fact that they did not pay much attention to Yin-Yang Academy, they were naturally very relaxed at this moment.

However, the disciples of Yin-Yang Academy were not very afraid.

To the Scorching Sun Sect, fighting with Yin-Yang Academy was just a stepping stone for them to enter the capital. However, to the disciples of Yin-Yang Academy, this was the beginning of their hundred-year shame and the first step to their rise again.

Obviously, even if they had to die, they would definitely not be a burden to the academy.

As expected, the first group of disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect were already shocked by the fierce fighting style of Yin-Yang Academy the moment the battle began.

When the opponents fought, it was almost equivalent to a suicidal attack without any regard for their lives. Even if they were to get injured, they would still bite off a piece of flesh from their opponents. The difference in strength between the opponents of both sides was not big to begin with. Coupled with the fact that they were shocked by such a fierce fighting style, the disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect were actually suppressed by the disciples of Yin-Yang Academy to the point that they could not breathe.

Looking at the attitude of the disciples of Yin-Yang Academy, it seemed that they were ready to vent the anger that had been suppressed in their hearts for the past 100 years on their enemies.

However, the disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect were after all the most valiant existences among the foreign sects. Although they were not used to the attacking style of their opponents at first, they did not lose immediately. On the contrary, after a period of getting used to it, they gradually adapted to it. Apart from defending, they gradually began to counterattack.

The situation that was originally one-sided was actually forcefully pulled back.

After adapting and testing the waters, the disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect could finally unleash their full strength.

Boom boom boom!

All of a sudden, the sound of howling gales came from all fifteen fighting stages. Then, the temperature of the venue instantly rose.

Looking again, the weapons of the 15 disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect who were participating in the battle were all wrapped in raging flames.

Obviously, this was the cultivation method that all the disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect had practiced. Last time at the Drunken Immortal Inn, Qin Yi had personally seen Guan Shun's weapon wrapped in raging flames. It was exactly the same as what he was seeing now.

After the weapons were strengthened by the flames, the combat strength of the disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect increased exponentially.

The academy's disciples, who had the upper hand earlier, were gradually being suppressed. In addition, the crazy attacks from before had consumed a lot of their energy. After attacking for a long time without success, even though he was full of fighting spirit, his body was already in a state of overdraft.

Under the violent attacks of the disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect, the first batch of disciples finally showed signs of weakening. Although they tried their best to fight, they eventually failed and were defeated by the disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect.

At the same time, the spectators who were watching the battle also began to discuss.

"The disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect are really strong!"

"In my opinion, it's not that the disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect are too strong, but that their opponents are too weak."

"That's right! Even though the failure of Yin-Yang Academy was already within my expectations, I was still able to see through it. But as soon as he stepped onto the stage, he was utterly defeated. That really surprised me. "

"Seriously, why are you guys talking about this here? The Yin-Yang Academy had been living in the Imperial Capital for a hundred years. They were probably unwilling to continue living in this place. In my opinion, it's a fact that the disciples of the Scorching Sun Sect are strong, and it's also a fact that the disciples of the academy are trash. But the most important thing is that the people from the academy probably don't want to stay here anymore, so they purposely lost so that they can leave earlier. "

"What a pity. Looking at how they acted earlier, I thought they would really give me a surprise. But unexpectedly, it was all bark and no bite in the end. Disappointment! I'm really disappointed! "



All sorts of mockery and doubts, and even complete negation of the efforts of the disciples of the academy, reverberated in the square.

The outcome of the first batch of battles was a complete defeat of the Scorching Sun Sect by the Yin-Yang Academy. It had to be said that such an outcome was a huge blow to the morale of the disciples. Coupled with the many people who were throwing stones at them while they were down, the morale of the Yin-Yang Academy had already hit rock bottom.

After pulling the heavily injured disciples back from the arena, the sky above the Yin-Yang Academy team seemed to be shrouded by dark clouds. The air seemed to have solidified, and the scene was silent.

After a while, the disciples who had been defeated finally opened their mouths. Their faces were full of remorse and guilt, and the tears in their eyes fell uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry! We've brought shame to the academy! As the first batch of disciples, not only did we not play a leading role, but we were also completely defeated! We've let down our master and the academy! "

"That's right. Rather than living like this, we'd rather die happily!"

Although the disciples of the academy had led miserable lives for more than a hundred years, their loyalty to the academy was unquestionable. Everyone was full of ambition for the sect's disciple assessment this time. They wanted to show off their godly skills and the results of their years of hard work during the battles, so that everyone would have a whole new level of respect for the academy.

It was a pity that they had been defeated so miserably in just the first battle. Not only would this deepen the misunderstanding, but it would also dampen the confidence of the disciples who were about to participate in the next battle.

It had to be said that this kind of pressure was too much for the disciples who had been defeated.

Therefore, they would rather die to atone for their sins than live to be condemned by their own conscience.

At this moment, a cold reprimanding voice was suddenly heard from the team of the academy. "What are you all doing? Atone for your sins with death? Be a coward? Or do you want to be a hero? "

Once the reprimanding voice was heard, everyone in the academy turned to look at Qin Yi.

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