Chapter 155: Sword Control! (One More Update Tonight! Request Monthly Tickets)

Originally, his driving force behind promoting this national exam was for the Lingyun Academy to demonstrate its prestige, yet before that glory could even begin, the points of the disciples he had meticulously nurtured had already been entirely wiped out!

How could they fight this now?!

Could they possibly rely on those ordinary disciples in the back?!

"How is this possible?! That Ji Yang is clearly still concealing his true strength! Xiao Lengyu has not even exerted her full effort! Even the Xiyi Academy actually managed to defeat Wang Zhishui?! How is that possible?!"

"There is nothing left to see." Sitting to Fang Qi’s right, the Eldest Princess shook her head. "Looking at it this way, the outcome is already decided. Shengjing Academy takes first. Although Xiyi Academy has no one capable of defeating Ji Yang or Xiao Lengyu, and Li Xueyi, the top of Shengjing Academy's Tian Class, has not even made a move yet, if they earn a few more points from Lingyun Academy, they should be able to secure second place."

"I originally thought that with the three academies competing in the national exam, these youths would offer a spectacle worth watching." The old man beside Mu Donglai also shook his head. "I did not expect it to become a foregone conclusion so quickly."

As the few of them discussed it on the side, Fang Qi was running his livestream, and naturally, their words reached the ears of the internet cafe audience.

"Old man, that is only because the Passerby A of our internet cafe has not made a move yet!"

"Hahaha, you all are far too naive!"

"I just want to say, stopping now is still in time!"

……

"A foregone conclusion?" Fang Qi looked at the people around him.

"Is it not?" The Eldest Princess frowned slightly, growing increasingly displeased.

Although Fang Qi had correctly predicted one match just now, looking at the situation now, such was the overall strength of Lingyun Academy; even if Nalan Mingxue possessed decent ability, could she really turn heaven and earth upside down relying on a mere Huang Class?

This was the irresistible trend of the times—could a tiny Huang Class possibly withstand it?!

At the main pavilion, the old man surnamed Xu brushed his sleeve on the spot: "I still have some urgent matters to attend to, I shall take my leave first!"

"Brother Xu!" Before he could depart, an old man stepped forward to intercept him. "Today is the joint examination of the three academies, such a grand occasion. For Brother Xu to leave the banquet early, this is surely not quite appropriate?"

"Moreover, His Majesty is still present. Could it be that Brother Xu will not even grant this bit of face?!"

Another old man also blocked his path, saying: "Brother Xu, why leave in such a hurry? Perhaps there might be a turn of events later!"

"Watch first! Do not be impatient!"

"……" The old man surnamed Xu’s face turned completely dark.

Right at this moment, within the Lingyun Academy camp, Song Qingfeng murmured in a low voice: "It should be about time, right? If we wait any longer, Deputy Academy Master Xu might actually leave the field, and our losses will outweigh our gains."

"Looking at it now, with the strength of the opponent's two great classes, it should not be a problem for me to defend three matches."

Nalan Mingxue nodded her head: "Then go ahead."

Only to hear another announcement echo from the martial arts arena: "Lingyun Academy's Huang Class Rank, sixth place Song Qingfeng, challenges Shengjing Academy's Huang Class Rank leader, Huangfu Jing!"

"What?!" As soon as this voice rang out, the entire venue erupted into an uproar!

Ranked only sixth, yet he wished to challenge the leader of Shengjing Academy?!

"What? Have the disciples of Lingyun Academy already grown so arrogant and conceited as to lose their sanity to this extent?!" A tall martial artist dressed in tight-fitting purple attire walked onto the field.

Huangfu Jing was utterly bewildered as to why someone like this would dare to challenge him.

Leaping across five ranks!

And it was said that this fellow was only at the mid-stage of an official martial artist?!

"Are you looking down on me?!" Huangfu Jing could be described as extremely displeased.

"In that case, should I thank you for gifting me these points?" Huangfu Jing sneered, "Song Qingfeng, your name wouldn't happen to mean delivering points for a complete wipeout, would it?"

The moment he spoke these words, the entire venue instantly burst into roaring laughter: "Song Delivering Points? Hahahahaha!"

"I will take your share, put in a casual effort, and then become the champion of this year's Huang Class!" Huangfu Jing smiled faintly, "Would you say that is acceptable? Pitiful sixth place?"

Fang Qi shrugged his shoulders, speaking to all the people around him who were looking at him with doubtful eyes: "High energy ahead."

"Ahead…… high energy?!" Not only the Eldest Princess, the Second Prince, and the black-robed old man beside them, but even the few martial artists standing behind Fang Qi looked at one another in mutual bewilderment.

"Old Song, cheer up!" Inside the internet cafe, Xi Qi and the others clenched their fists tightly.

At this very moment, all the disciples of Class A stood before the large screen, holding their breath; it could be said that they had waited for this moment for a very long time!

"Do your best!" Mu Hongzhu looked at these disciples beside her; originally, they had all been the most outstanding disciples!

Although those participating in the national exam now amounted to only half!

Let them take the pride of the other half of the students and burst forth with the most dazzling radiance in that place where all eyes converged!

She bit her lower lip tightly, so forcefully that a trace of dark red blood seeped out: "There is not much your tutor can do for you; I can only offer you my most sincere blessings here."

"Is that so?!" Song Qingfeng unfastened the precious sword from his back and thrust it right into the soil beside his right foot.

"What is he trying to do?!" Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

They watched as Song Qingfeng brought two fingers of his right hand together: "If you can withstand a single strike of my sword, count it as my loss!"

"What?!" At this moment, everyone stared at the martial arts arena in dumbfounded astonishment.

"Brother Xu, how does your academy still possess such an ignorant lad who knows not the heights of heaven?!" At the main pavilion, two old men spoke with a tinge of displeasure.

"I am different from you." Song Qingfeng’s gaze grew increasingly sharp and fierce. "I came to participate in this national exam with a conviction that absolutely forbids failure."

His hand formed a sword incantation: "Imperial!"

"Nonsense!" Qin Bing abruptly stood up from his seat, but it was already too late!

"Sword!" Everyone in the entire venue, hundreds of pairs of eyes simultaneously witnessed the precious sword beside Song Qingfeng slowly draw itself automatically from its scabbard!

A surging aura of energy dispersed in all directions, causing his robes to flutter wildly even in the absence of wind.

"How is this possible?!"

"How did the sword unsheathe itself?!"

At this moment, it was not just the Eldest Princess beside Fang Qi and the cultivators and martial artists in the specially invited seats—even the three Deputy Academy Masters at the main pavilion stood up from their chairs!

"This is!?" Xiao Lengyu similarly gripped the long spear in her hand tighter, her face written all over with shock!

"Technique!"

"Though I know not what sort of trick you lad are playing." Huangfu Jing’s face darkened, a fierce light gleaming within both his eyes. "But with your capabilities, if you wish to defeat me, keep dreaming!"

Huangfu Jing immediately drew his sword and charged straight forward: "Martial technique, Three Ringing Moons!"

The distance between the two sides at this moment was roughly over three Zhang; his sword was fast, yet there was a sword faster than his!

Song Qingfeng pointed his sword-finger forward, and that precious sword beside him, as if commanded by its master, transformed into a streak of silver flowing light!

At this moment, Huangfu Jing’s Three Ringing Moons had only traced out a single ring, and he was still over two Zhang away from Song Qingfeng!

Whoosh!

A flash of sword radiance cut through the air, and Huangfu Jing’s figure came to a screeching halt!

A trickle of fresh blood flowed down his arm, and immediately following that, the long sword in his hand clashed against the ground!

Upon his shoulder, an utterly abrupt, transparent hole had somehow appeared!

The entire venue fell into absolute silence!

Not just the Shengjing Academy, but even all the cultivators and martial artists within the Xiyi Academy and the specially invited seats failed to utter a word for a long while after witnessing this scene!