As Zuo Zhengqing made his move, the crowd from the Martial Arts Academy, including the over a thousand ordinary students below, were all extrely tense. This battle of Zuo Zhengqing's carried the honor of Binzhou University.
Zuo Zhengqing felt imnse pressure in his heart and was well aware of this, which is why he took the initiative to strike first, to gain the upper hand!
Wu Cai watched the approaching figure and sneered disdainfully, "Heh, you think you can just co up here and offer yourself to death!"
Then, with a shift of his feet, he moved forward to et the assailant, flinging a short sword from his sleeve into his hand, and directly countered Zuo Zhengqing's slashing fan.
After blocking the opponent's fan, he didn't dare to be careless because such outer sect weapons usually aren't as simple as they appear on the surface.
Instantly, Zuo Zhengqing's hand tightened around the fan, and the front end of the Bone Fan's spine suddenly 'swooshed' outwards, revealing a sword blade over a foot long, narrowly missing Wu Cai's chest.
Wu Cai jumped in fright, hastily springing backwards, "Fuck, I knew there was sothing fishy, damn it, playing dirty with , I'll make sure you're dead!"
Zuo Zhengqing, having not succeeded with his strike, felt a shadow of regret in his heart, knowing that it would be difficult to catch the opponent off guard again.
Without hesitation, he waved his Bone Fan and charged again, and although he wasn't confident of defeating the other, in front of the entire school, he couldn't show weakness!
Wu Cai, having just nearly suffered a secret loss, was infuriated. His other hand flung out another short sword, and with swords in both hands, he advanced towards Zuo Zhengqing.
This ti he was wiser. After their exchange, the two short swords in his hands quickly trapped the opponent's Bone Fan, preventing it from moving. Seizing this lightning-fast mont, Wu Cai delivered a kick that struck the center of Zuo Zhengqing's chest.
"Fuck your mom!" Zuo Zhengqing cursed, directly kicking Zuo Zhengqing off the Fighting Stage. Enjoy exclusive content from My Virtual Library Empire
"Zhengqing!" Fan Zhan and Jiang Shi both exclaid in alarm and rushed to Zuo Zhengqing's side.
"How are you, are you okay?"
Zuo Zhengqing spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a sowhat pale face: "I'm fine, I won't die, damn it, I was too careless just now!"
He had sensed that things were going south and imdiately retreated, which absorbed much of the force; otherwise, if that kick had truly connected, his bones might have been broken!
Wu Rao sat in the stands, shaking her head slightly. This level of combat couldn't pique her interest at all, for she knew the outco as soon as the two exchanged blows.
The martial artists of the Secular World were, after all, far behind the Martial Arts Families; even a fallen Scattered Cultivator Clan was still a Noble House.
To soone like Zuo Zhengqing from the Secular World, who was essentially a Loose Cultivator among Loose Cultivators, he barely counted as significant.
Principal Wan and Director Shen seed to have expected such a result and weren't surprised at all by it. Having participated in so many assessnts, they had never seen a precedent of the Secular World defeating the Scattered Cultivator Clans.
Behind Wu Rao, Zhong Rong and Zheng Yu looked at each other and could see the disappointnt in each other's eyes. This session seed even worse than the last; if this was the level of skill, their master was probably going to win the grand slam!
Beneath the Fighting Stage, there was silence as the crowd gritted their teeth. Zuo Zhengqing's defeat dealt them no small blow.
The disciples from the several Martial Arts Academies, who were hopeful when they saw Zuo Zhengqing earnestly exchanging blows with his opponent because no one before had managed to take a full move from that guy, had not even had a chance to get excited before Zuo Zhengqing was defeated, kicked off the stage and beaten so decisively clean.
The people of the Martial Arts Academy, the mbers of Zi Qiong Pavilion, as well as the ordinary students from the entire school, all felt sowhat depressed.
Only Qi Xiumin, Lei Ming, Zhao Yin, Shen Li, and others in the crowd had faces filled with schadenfreude, even flushing with excitent, as seeing Ling Fan's people getting beat up brought them imnse joy.
"Is this seriously the best your three experts can do? So damn pathetic, and you still have the nerve to call yourselves experts? I'm f**king embarrassed for you!" Wu Cai proudly declared from the Fighting Stage, sweeping his gaze over the thousands below, feeling extrely satisfied.
After glancing over Fan Zhan and the others, he continued, "If you're all at this level, I'd advise you not to co up here and make a fool of yourselves, not to look down on you, but you're not even fit to carry my shoes!"
"And as for you trash from the Secular World, you're all just f**king wasting air by being alive!"
"Might as well have your boss, Ling Fan, step up now. I heard your boss is so aweso that he could hang around the equator eight tis, I'm f**king dying to see that, haha!"
Even if the entire audience had been fools, they all could clearly hear that this guy was mocking Ling Fan, mocking Fan Zhan, mocking the Martial Arts Academy, and the whole Binzhou University!
Sha and rage boiled within everyone, united in their indignation, but not a single voice spoke out, their emotions suppressed to the extre within their hearts.
Everyone clenched their fists; they weren't his match and lacked the strength, but they most certainly had blood running in their veins. How could they not be furious when an outsider was provoking and humiliating them in such a manner?
Back in the day, Ling Fan was so heroic. In front of the Fighting Stage, he only faced off against those he had grievances with and never targeted ordinary people like these.
But the guy from the Martial Arts Family who had just popped up was so arrogantly self-assured, flaunting his superiority before those from the Secular World, humiliating every single person associated with Binzhou University.
Wu Cai's words instantly incited public outrage from everyone present. Calling them trash, saying they were f**king wasting air—the ntion was enough to set the blood boiling for anyone with a shred of spirit in front of the Fighting Stage.
Wu Cai was already known for his loose lips, arrogance, and volatile nature, especially when he had been hiding in the crowd earlier!
When he heard the whole Binzhou University discussing him heatedly, calling for his head, a violent anger had long been simring in his chest.
His appearance on the stage was ant for revenge; to humiliate these ants of the Secular World.
Qi Xiumin, Lei Ming, and others slightly changed their expressions; Wu Cai had insulted them as well. Nevertheless, they still wished to see Ling Fan and his group get beaten.
Wu Cai scanned the crowd below and sneered, "What's wrong, are you all really pissed off right now, dying to co up here and kill , even wanting to curse out?"
Upon hearing this, the expression on many faces in the crowd shifted subtly because this guy had indeed hit right where it hurt.
Then they heard Wu Cai continue with another snicker, "But, do you know what I'm feeling right now?"
"Thrilled, exceptionally thrilled. Seeing you bunch of ants so angry yet too cowardly to speak, I'm f**king delighted!"
"Hahaha, let tell you, I f**king love seeing that look of frustration on you, knowing you can't do a damn thing about !"
"Hahaha, co on up and bite , curse , you're all just f**king losers!"
"Hu~"
Oppression, extre oppression, utmost repression; everyone's chests heaved with rapid breaths, their eyes bloodshot, teeth grinding together loudly!
"I'll f**k your ancestors, I'm f**king done with this and taking you on!" Jiang Shi, gripping a Three-Section Staff, leaped onto the platform like an enraged cheetah and charged furiously at Wu Cai.
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