Ten minutes later, the airship returned to the city.
All the students walked out of the cabin according to their ranking in the trial under the lead of their respective homeroom teachers.
Huang Zhong was really in the limelight. He was the first to walk out of the cabin in front of all the teachers and students, attracting the surprised exclamations and screams of countless students.
Awesome!
Looking at the envious and jealous gazes of the students and teachers, as well as his fiancée Xue Li's admiring expression, Huang Zhong felt great.
This was definitely the most glorious moment of his teaching career. He suppressed Elite Class 1 and Class 2 and came out on top. He was beyond awesome.
Behind Huang Zhong, Yang Fan, Yan Han, Zhao Chu, Hua Yue, and Xia Zixuan followed. Everyone had a faint smile on their faces, but the difference was that Yang Fan's smile was relaxed, while the other four smiled bitterly and reluctantly.
Especially Xia Zixuan, who was at the back. She lowered her head and hid her hands. She did not even dare to raise her head. Occasionally, she would glance at Yang Fan's silhouette and her body could not help but tremble.
Clearly, the psychological trauma that Yang Fan had brought to her during this trial was simply too great.
The second to walk out was Grade 12 Class 1.
The homeroom teacher, Mr. Cui Yunpeng, had a very forced smile on his face. If it were not for the school's rule that no class could miss the commendation ceremony after the trial, Cui Yunpeng would definitely be hiding in his office right now. He would rather die than come out and embarrass himself.
As the homeroom teacher of Elite Class 1, when had Cui Yunpeng ever been in second place like today?
It was fine if it was second place, but why was it not Elite Class 2 that was above them? Instead, it was Elite Class 29 that was ranked last. Was this not disgusting?
Moreover, compared to Huang Zhong who only had five students behind him, Cui Yunpeng had 15 students behind him. It was three times more than the others!
This was even more embarrassing. They had the best resources, the most talented students, and the absolute advantage in terms of numbers. However, in the end, they were still trampled under the feet of others.
Like Cui Yunpeng, the 15 students behind him all had their heads down. They were like defeated roosters, listless.
Chu Feiyun was the first, and Zhu Yuchen was the second. This was the tradition of the elite class. Everyone was ranked according to their strength.
It was just a short distance of a dozen meters, but the group of people felt like they were walking through a mountain of knives and a sea of fire.
From time to time, the discussions of the surrounding students would appear in his ears.
"What's wrong with Grade 12 Class 1? Why are they ranked second?"
"They can't even beat a trash class like Class 29. It's really a waste of the good cultivation resources the school provided them!"
"Tsk, the elite class is only so-so! If I can get the same resources, I will definitely advance faster than them! "
"So what if he's Chu Feiyun? He still has to eat sh * t behind others. How can he have the nerve to call himself a once-in-a-century genius? Haha! "
"…"
Grade 12 Class 1 had always been in the limelight and had unknowingly offended a lot of people. This time, they were unexpectedly defeated in the trial. Naturally, there would be a lot of people who wanted to kick them when they were down.
Cui Yunpeng's face flushed red, but there was nothing he could do.
Chu Feiyun looked calm and did not care at all. As a genius, it was normal to be envied by others. He was already used to it.
In his heart, a momentary loss would not affect him. Moreover, only the weak would gossip when they had nothing better to do. Only then would they be swayed by the gossip of others.
When they were about to reach the end of Grade 12 Class 29, Chu Feiyun could not help but look up at Yang Fan who was standing behind Huang Zhong. His eyes were full of fighting spirit. This person was the opponent that he, Chu Feiyun, should pay attention to.
His gaze shifted slightly. When he saw Xia Zixuan standing at the last place in Grade 12 Class 29, Chu Feiyun, who had been extremely calm, turned pale. His heart clenched and he could not help but pause for a moment. He stared straight at Xia Zixuan as if he had seen a ghost.
"How did this girl come back to life? Is she a human or a ghost?! "
Others were not clear about Xia Zixuan's injuries, but how could Chu Feiyun, the real culprit, not know?
Her throat was broken and more than 60% of her neck was broken.
Her sternum was severely sunken and her heart and lungs were bleeding.
He was very sure that Xia Zixuan had died the moment she was attacked by him and Zhu Yuchen. There was no way she could survive.
But now, he had come back to life in one piece. Wasn't that scary?
Chu Feiyun's figure stopped, and Zhu Yuchen, who was following behind him, couldn't help but raise his head. Following Chu Feiyun's gaze, Zhu Yuchen's body also trembled. A sudden urge to urinate hit him, and he almost spurted it out directly.
"Don't be so surprised!" Noticing the changes in their expressions, Cui Yunpeng scoffed and said to them telepathically, "Xia Zixuan has a protective rune on her. She was just faking her death. Don't make a fuss. It'll only make people laugh."
Chu Feiyun and Zhu Yuchen sighed at the same time. They immediately realized that she was indeed the daughter of Dongchu City's City Lord. She even had such an incredible treasure on her.
It was even better if she was not dead. It would save them a lot of trouble. At least, their families would not have to argue with the City Governor's Office anymore.
After Grade 12 Class 1, it was Grade 12 Class 2, Grade 12 Class 4 …
Class after class. It was not until all 29 classes had come down and lined up in the square that Principal Chen Guang brought the remaining guardians out of the main cabin.
Principal Chen Guang was at the front while the guardian teachers were at the back. Between the two guardians at the front, there was a stretcher. On the stretchers were the students who had lost their lives to the beasts because they couldn't call for help in time or because they couldn't make it in time.
This was the compulsory procedure of the resource competition trial every year.
Different from those ordinary middle schools and martial arts schools, the South China Martial Arts School never covered up the cruelty and blood of any competition or demon-hunting trial. Their school's purpose was to cultivate a group of human warriors who could fight well, instead of a group of cowardly sheep who dared not to see blood.
"Life and death are not up to us in the apocalypse!"
Chen Guang looked sadly at the three young corpses lined up at the front and sighed softly.
"Every year at this time, the last thing I want to see is a scene like this in front of me …"
"… Only three students died this year. Actually, it is already a blessing. Does everyone still remember how many students were lying here last year?"
"Twenty-one! A total of twenty-one lives! "
Chen Guang excitedly said in a loud voice, "Every one of them was a genius student above Grade 8 Martial Disciple. In the future, they could have become elite warriors of the human race. Seeing them die under the claws of the Demon Beasts outside the city, my heart ached. There was even a time when I thought about whether we should just cancel this cruel competition trial."
"I believe many students have similar thoughts. Right now, West Chu City seems to be very safe and stable. Even if we don't leave the city, everyone still has work to do and food to eat. There is no need to fight to the death with the Demon Beasts outside the city."
"However, is the actual situation really like this? Even if you don't leave the city, will you really be able to live a safe and stable life?"
"I will say the same thing every year. The safety and stability of West Chu City does not come out of thin air! It is the result of countless warriors like you and me, who are conscientious and don't care about their lives! "
"Without the Martial Artist Army's defense, without the Monster Hunting League's regular patrols, without the ninth level Martial Masters working tirelessly every day to refine spiritual energy, how could West Chu City still be safe and stable?"
"If you don't fight, I don't fight, everyone will fight to hide in the greenhouse and cherish their lives. The army, the Demon Hunting Team, and the Ninth Grade Martial Masters cannot receive effective reinforcements. Once there is a gap, there will not be enough successors. Right now, the peace and stability of West Chu City will quickly fall apart!"
"… Humans are born in hardship and die in peace! I am very gratified that most of the students who have the potential to break through to Martial Master are not people who are afraid of death. I am even more gratified that the number of casualties in this year's trial has decreased by ninety percent compared to previous years! "
"What does this mean? This means that everyone is making progress. This means that the graduates of our South China Martial Arts School this year are stronger than the previous ones. More students also have more hope to break through to the Martial Master realm before graduation and become a real martial artist! "
"This, is success! This is the motivation for our South China Martial Arts School to hold the Resource Competition Trial every year at the cost of countless manpower and resources! "
"West Chu City needs more new martial experts to appear. The Federation's human race needs even more new martial experts to appear. If the human race wants to establish themselves in this apocalyptic world, if they want to rise among the demons, the necessary blood and sacrifices cannot be avoided!"
"… Here, I want to give special praise to Class 29. Their performance in this trial has opened everyone's eyes, especially student Yang Fan. He has accumulated thirteen thousand and eight hundred points in this trial and has received the reward of being the champion of this year's Resource Competition Trial. This is truly worthy of celebration …"
Chen Guang spoke with great passion, his spittle flying everywhere. The students below also felt their blood boil as they listened, their passion surging.
People who practice martial arts have a lot of hot-bloodedness.
Especially these young students, they are hot-blooded and are easily swayed by righteousness.
Although death is scary, compared to these passionate students' determination and courage to become stronger, it doesn't seem to be much.
At this moment, out of the two hundred and six students standing in the middle of the square, almost half of them cast a grateful glance at Yang Fan.
They were all students that Yang Fan had asked for help. They knew better than anyone else why there were so few casualties in this year's Resource Competition Trial Trial.
If it wasn't for Yang Fan's righteousness, pulling them out at the most crucial moment and saving them from certain death, they would have most likely become one of the cold corpses lying on the stretchers in front of them.
This kind of life-saving grace cannot be easily forgotten.
Sensing that there seemed to be many pairs of eyes looking at him with malicious intent, Yang Fan's mind stirred. His persecutory paranoia instantly flared up and he quickly activated his Turtle Breathing Technique, completely concealing the aura on his body.
Humph, humph, these people want to see through my trump card? There's no way!
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