pjbooks Chapter 347 Standoff, Pressure
Chapter 347 Standoff, Pressure
"Chen Xi, a good name."
Sikong stepped forward, looking at the white-haired boy before him with great interest.
"My name is Sikong, a third-year student at Shenwu Academy. These two are also participants in this year's national war."
"Yan Runan".
Yan Runan introduced himself as cheerful and straightforward.
Lin Qingyan also crossed her arms and said something in a calm and understated manner.
"Lin Qingyan".
Xia Qinghou and Qin Nansun were stunned once again upon hearing this.
Unexpectedly, even she, whose fame and strength were far inferior to Luo Xi's back then, has now become a national war player. This...
Chen Xi nodded: "Hello."
Not bad, quite polite...
Song Yun nodded gently.
She looked at Jiang Yuan in front of her and transmitted a message through her mental power:
"They seemed to be quite nice; they weren't as hostile towards us as the principal had said."
"Don't go looking for trouble if they don't make the first move."
"Um."
Jiang Yuan hummed in agreement, then turned to Yun Jiulan: "Vice Principal Yun, where's the other team member? He should have arrived by now, right?"
Yun Jiulan came to her senses and nodded.
"arrive."
"He comes from Civilization University, and his name is An Tianzong..."
"Would you like to see him?"
"Let's forget about it today, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Jiang Yuan smiled and looked at Yun Jiulan, saying, "This is our first time visiting Kunlun Academy, so we may be bothering you for a couple of days."
"Not at all. Your accommodations are ready, please..."
Yun Jiulan hadn't finished speaking.
The middle-aged mentor next to him suddenly stood up and said, "I cannot accept this!"
Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on him.
The middle-aged mentor stared intently at Jiang Yuan. "What kind of joke is this? I've never heard of anyone becoming a full professor in one of the four major academies at this age, let alone being the crucial person in charge of the national war..."
"On what grounds?"
"Shut up!"
Yun Jiulan shouted sternly, "Wang Ze, what are you doing, acting so crazy towards the distinguished guests of the academy?"
"Dean Yun, I'm not convinced! Why should he be chosen for this important task? Logically speaking, wouldn't Professor Wei, a highly respected professor at Kunlun Academy, or Principal Zhou from Civilization Academy be more qualified than him?"
Why would the higher-ups choose...?
He hadn't finished speaking.
Jiang Yuan remained calm and did not react, but Song Yun showed anger, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.
"Boom!" An astonishing mental pressure suddenly descended, and even though Yun Jiulan blocked it in time, it was still a step too late.
The almost tangible pressure of his mental energy forced the middle-aged instructor to the ground, where he trembled and could not utter the last half-sentence.
The students of Kunlun Academy were all startled.
"Watch your tone. The person standing in front of you is not your student, but a professor from our Shenwu Academy. You have no right to question him."
"If you're not satisfied and want to step up, then let someone of higher rank take over, like that Old Wei you mentioned..."
Song Yun said coldly, glancing at Yun Jiulan: "Vice Principal Yun, is this how Kunlun Academy treats its guests?"
Yun Jiulan said urgently, "Professor Song, please calm down. He was just a little agitated and talking nonsense..."
Jiang Yuan glanced at Kunlun Academy, nestled among the mountains and shrouded in mist, resembling a celestial palace.
Just now, there were several eyes peering into this place.
This mentor named Wang Ze was completely different from before; it was as if he was acting on orders...
Jiang Yuan's lips curled slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
It turned out to be the case.
They're using him as a pawn, trying to intimidate me, and also to test my limits and the stance of the Divine Martial Academy...
These guys are weak and lack real strength. The entire academy doesn't even have a reigning king. They're only concerned with internal scheming and fighting amongst themselves for the empty title of the number one academy in the Great Xia Dynasty... It's really boring.
Wang Ze, lying on the ground, struggled to say:
"What did I say wrong?"
"He's so young. Even if he's incredibly talented, what can he possibly accomplish? Can he shoulder this responsibility?"
"I heard that he has the final say in selecting members. Who can guarantee that there aren't some problems among them? Maybe he'll just pick some good-looking but incompetent 'pretty faces'..."
Upon hearing this...
Lin Qingyan, Sikong, and Yan Runan all showed slight changes in their expressions. After a moment of surprise, the corners of their mouths turned up slightly, with a meaningful look.
"I don't care if they doubt my judgment in choosing people, but they probably won't be happy to hear that."
Jiang Yuan chuckled.
next moment.
Three powerful martial arts auras surged up from behind him, their momentum like a tornado, stirring up dust and sand.
This forced Xia Qinghou and the other Kunlun Academy students to retreat several steps, leaving only Chen Xi standing at the front.
A blood-red blade appeared in Yan Runan's hand.
"They actually called us 'pretty faces'...? That's hilarious."
Sikong's body crackled with lightning, as if the Thunder God had descended to earth.
"I can't hold back anymore."
Lin Qingyan's long black hair fluttered in the wind, a cross-shaped halo appeared behind her, and a chilling aura emanated from her body. Frost spread rapidly along the ground, and her cold gaze seemed to freeze even one's soul if met.
At this moment,
He faced the three people in front of him.
Even Chen Xi, who was known as the number one prodigy of Kunlun Academy, felt immense pressure.