pjbooks Chapter 251 Who Dares to Step Forward?
Chapter 251 Who Dares to Step Forward?
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Zhao Xinran was breathing heavily, her full chest rising and falling with her breath. Putting aside her personality, it was truly a beautiful and captivating sight.
But no one is paying attention to this at the moment.
Almost everyone's attention was drawn to the scene unfolding in the arena.
On the obsidian-paved ground, centered on the black-clad youth and the white-robed old man, a depression of thirty centimeters appeared within a ten-meter radius, with countless cracks spreading outwards from the center, resembling a giant spider web.
Watching the old man, known for his strictness in the academy and feared and revered by many young mentors and students, being forced to kneel before the black-clad youth by a single hand that grabbed his face and suppressed him in an extremely domineering manner.
Jiang Yuan calmly said, "You're just a ninth-tier Grandmaster, not even a quasi-king. Do you think you're qualified to teach me how to do things?"
"You're disrespectful to your elders, abusing your status and acting unreasonably. Why should I respect you?"
"Even the King of Great Xia couldn't do it."
Everyone present was stunned.
I felt a tingling sensation on my scalp and my brain trembled.
What, what's going on here?!
A ninth-ranking professor knelt before him?!
It seems that they are still in a passive position.
"Am I still dreaming?" someone asked blankly, questioning their existence.
"This isn't...a hallucination, is it?" another girl asked.
soon.
Tang Qingxuan realized that he had lost face in front of everyone.
An indescribable rage instantly broke free of his reason, driving him to madness.
"Aaaaaah!!"
"You little brat, you're asking for it!!"
A roar powerful enough to shatter the heavens resounded in all directions.
A bald instructor quickly clasped his hands together, forming a lotus-shaped barrier that enveloped the area, blocking the sound waves and preventing the surrounding students from having their eardrums shattered or even their bodies destroyed.
Tang Qingxuan's eyes shot out terrifying golden light, and his blood and qi boiled to the extreme.
Amidst the astonished gazes of numerous students and mentors.
A dharma image of blood and qi, embodying the will and mysteries of martial arts, rose up behind him. It was as large as a hill, with a ferocious face and wearing armor.
"Whoosh!"
A claw, brimming with killing intent, descended upon Jiang Yuan, causing the air to hiss and the space to shatter like glass, as if solidifying.
A ninth-tier Grandmaster unleashed a powerful attack, its strength approaching that of a Quasi-King!
A female teacher dressed in a pristine white robe hurriedly said, "Professor Tang, stop! You can't kill him..."
As a professor in the auxiliary department, she cast a calming light that could force people to remain calm. Before the beams of bright blue light could even get close to the old man, they were repelled by the blood and qi avatar behind him.
Clearly, the other party was no longer willing to listen to any advice.
"Sigh." One person sighed.
Just as he was about to intervene and block the attack to save the boy.
But then I saw...
The boy in black looked up, his black hair fluttering in the wind.
His eyes gleamed, golden and red light intertwined, and an invisible, terrifying power surged forth.
Upon realizing this, the man felt a chill run down his spine, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
Could it be that... what just happened wasn't a coincidence?
Does that kid really have the strength to rival a ninth-tier Grandmaster?!
suddenly!
The space shifted, and the two people in the center of the arena suddenly disappeared.
Zhao Xinran stared blankly, at a loss for what to do.
The students were bewildered.
The mentors and professors who appeared realized that it was the principal who had intervened.
……
About three minutes later.
Jiang Yuan reappeared to Mo Xixi's delighted gaze, while Professor Tang was nowhere to be found.
He ruffled Mo Xixi's hair and said, "Let's go home for dinner."
"Senior Sister Yan, would you like to come along?"
"Can I go too? Then I won't be polite," Yan Runan said with a smile.
Watching the figures of the group gradually disappear into the distance.
Zhao Xinran was stunned by being ignored.
She couldn't help but say, "Wait, wait a minute."
Jiang Yuan glanced at her. "I'll settle the score with the Zhao family. You only have one life, so cherish it."
Zhao Xinran was puzzled, but still asked, "Where is Professor Tang?"
"He's not dead," Jiang Yuan said without turning his head.
He left with Mo Xixi and Guan Xiaoxiao.
Yan Runan asked, "Aren't you going to cause trouble for Zhao Xinran anymore?"
"It's pointless to be so stupid as to become someone else's tool so easily, and to get angry with her," Jiang Yuan said.
"Do you know who's behind this?" Yan Runan asked.
Jiang Yuan nodded and hummed in agreement.
"Who is it?" Yan Runan asked curiously.
Who in the academy would scheme against a Purple Dragon Badge holder whose fate is unknown? There's no benefit in it.
Jiang Yuan didn't speak, but conveyed the answer to Yan Runan through his mental power.
"Institute of Life Sciences"
Yan Runan suddenly understood the cause and effect, and glanced at Guan Xiaoxiao without leaving a trace.
It turned out to be the case.
I didn't come here because of Mo Xixi.
The other party's real purpose was to lock Xiaoxiao up.
She possesses immense value.
That's why Zhao Xinran was made the first to step forward—partly because she was easy to manipulate, and partly because the dull young man from the School of Life Sciences was her sycophant.
That's why he carried that strange device; it was all in order to capture Guan Xiaoxiao, this rare and precious mechanical being.
If Guan Xiaoxiao is successfully taken away, who knows what those lunatics will do for the technology she possesses.
Thinking of this, Yan Runan's face turned cold, and he cursed.
Jiang Yuan said calmly, "This matter won't end like this."
"Don't make too much of a fuss. If it gets reported, they'll be punished," Yan Runan advised.
Jiang Yuan shook his head: "I have my own way. If you make a mistake, you have to pay the price."
The group quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
The crowd remained stunned for a long time.
Chi Guang pulled the dragon-patterned black spear from the wall, looked at the wear marks on it, shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed.
"What a monster."
What level must one reach to be regarded as a monster by monstrous geniuses?
Zhao Xinran appeared dazed.
The dignity and glory of the once-favored daughter of heaven have fallen to the dust today.
…………
A secret world.
The area within a radius of ten miles was shattered and devastated.
The deepest part of the largest pit.
With his skin torn and flesh ripped open, Tang Qingxuan lay inside, staring blankly at the sky, questioning the meaning of life.
"Old man, I actually lost?!"
Standing at the edge of the cave entrance, Nan Yue sighed, "Yes, we lost, and we lost completely. He didn't even use his talent; he crushed you with just his martial arts skills."
This finishing blow struck right to the heart.
But Tang Qingxuan no longer has the energy to even swear.
He was still immersed in the brief battle just now, and was horrified by the boy's power, which was simply like that of a ghost or god.
It was a complete and utter crushing defeat.
Tang Qingxuan's golden body, formed by fusing his martial will with the profound meaning of his own martial arts, was shattered instantly under his fist, like clay and paper.
The opponent's fist light was as dazzling as a star exploding, mixed with invincible power.
His prized S-level talent, White Snake Leading Troops, was also shattered by a single glance from the opponent. A terrifying mental storm, like a tidal wave, directly destroyed Tang Qingxuan's martial will.
Throughout the entire process, the other party only used one hand.
A true example of one-handed suppression.
If Nan Yue doesn't make a move.
This process would be witnessed by countless people, and for Tang Qingxuan, who was extremely concerned about his reputation, it was no different from being dead.
"Is he really that kid from Nanjiang City?" Tang Qingxuan, who had regained some strength, asked Nan Yue, still unable to believe it.
How could someone have grown to this level in just half a year since the martial arts exam?
Nan Yue sighed, "I was also very surprised, but Elder Feng has personally confirmed that his identity is without any problems, and there is no sign of his spiritual realm being corrupted by the abyss."
"Otherwise, why would Elder Feng have appointed him as a swordsmanship professor?"
"professor?"
"Oh dear, didn't you notice? The professor's badge he's wearing on his chest was personally bestowed upon him by Elder Feng."
Tang Qingxuan took a deep breath, the turmoil in his heart was indescribable.