The battle between Qiutong and Song Taoran, which involved deities clashing, stunned all the onlookers and left them holding their breath.
It was not until the Golden Bell in front of Song Taoran shattered with a thunderous crash and the aftershock left him unconscious that the silence at the scene still pervaded.
The first to break the silence was a round of applause led by Principal Ma. Ma Lu, while clapping his hands, praised, "That was truly a magnificent match. Don't you think so, Boss Luo?"
At that mont, Luo Xiangshi looked as if soone had drained his soul, and in an instant, he seed to age by more than a decade, staring blankly at the scene before him.
It's over! Completely over.
The individual competition hadn't even finished yet, but the victor had already been determined.
The King's Army, hastily assembled by the Hero Group from Hero, in which Luo Xiangshi had placed his full confidence before the match, had unexpectedly lost four straight matches without a single win.
There were indeed so unexpected factors, yet Luo Xiangshi also had to admit that the students from Hou De were frighteningly strong.
Especially in this last match, Song Taoran, risking the danger of cutting off his future as a Talisman Master, had imdiately used the talisman treasure, activating the Heavenly Demon Blood Eye, but even after exhausting all strategies, he was still unable to break the azure armor on Qiutong.
In contrast, Qiutong had smashed the Golden Bell surrounding Song Taoran with a Hand Palm Thunder, firmly suppressing her opponent in both offense and defense, driving Luo Xiangshi to despair.
He had considered pressuring the three judges for a rematch, but now even he doubted the point of doing so.
Because the Hero hadn't just lost one match, nor had they lost two... but they had lost four matches in a row, having tried all sorts of tactics, only to be clearly dealt with by the opposing side.
This situation usually indicated a significant gap in strength between the two sides.
This should have been known to everyone before the match started, given that one school ranked fourth and the other had just broken into the top hundred.
It was just that no one had expected that the one being overwheld would be the Hero.
The astonishing strength shown by the students of Hou De not only disturbed Luo Xiangshi but also shocked everyone present.
Especially the reporters from more than twenty newspapers who had co to watch the fight; after a brief mont of shock, they sward forward, squeezing in front of the two parties involved.
"Principal Ma, hello, I'm a reporter from the 'Xindu Evening News.' The results of the competition are already out. Your students have achieved all victories in the first four individual matches, securing victory ahead of ti. How do you feel at this mont?"
"Calm," Ma Lu replied.
"Ah?"
"Isn't this expected?" Principal Ma paused and continued, "I had said before the match that I chose to challenge Hero because I was confident of winning, it's just that none of you believed it at the ti.
"Actually, I was being conservative. Even if it had been Hero here today, the results would have been no different."
Ma Lu's answer was as confident as ever, but this ti no one thought he was boasting, as Hou De's students had indeed defeated two star students from Hero.
Following the sound of cara shutters, another reporter asked, "Hello, I'm from 'National Voice.' May I ask you to repeat the hand gesture you just made towards Boss Luo?"
Ma Lu, ever anable, quickly flashed a V-sign again.
"What does this two-finger gesture an?"
"With here, you're at best second," Ma Lu answered.
Soone else cornered Luo Xiangshi, "Boss Luo, during the match, you repeatedly protested to the referees. Do you feel the match was unfair?"
"Of course, we were fighting on our opponent's field, and they were clearly prepared."
Luo Xiangshi obviously wasn't in the mood for an interview, briefly ntioning so pleasantries before turning to leave.
Unexpectedly, the reporter, relentless with his questions, continued to ask, "If there were a rematch, are you confident you could beat Hou De?"
Luo Xiangshi angrily responded, "How would I know without having fought! Are you a prophet who can foresee the future?"
When Ma Lu heard his words, he leaned in and said, "Boss Luo isn't satisfied with the fight? There are still a few matches left, shall we continue?"
With a score of 4-0 already looking bad, Luo Xiangshi couldn't bear to think about losing 8-0 and what the reporters would write after returning.
Even he hadn't realized that he had begun to fear Hou De, subconsciously feeling that his side couldn't win anymore.
Luo Xiangshi didn't respond, rely pulled his wide-brimd hat down to cover his face. Then Gao Zhimin, the head of security, and several of his subordinates stopped the reporters.
The teachers and students of Hero were preparing to descend the mountain, but then Ma Lu called them back.
"Is Boss Luo leaving already? Have you forgotten sothing?"
Luo Xiangshi looked at Ye isheng beside him with a stern expression, "Go and tear off that Secret Charm."
Ye isheng hesitated, but seeing Luo Xiangshi's murderous look, he didn't dare say more and obediently went and tore off the Secret Charm left by Ye Wangshu.
Ma Lu took the iron box, looked at it to see that it wasn't damaged, and didn't rush to remove another Secret Charm, casually handing it to Cao Youyi to take care of.
He then took the banknote of two hundred thousand yuan from the three referees, holding it in front of him to admire for a mont.
Seeing that banknote made Luo Xiangshi's heart ache again.
He had almost forgotten about the twenty thousand yuan in the bet with Ma Lu.
Previously, he had felt certain that Hero would win this round, so he hadn't kept the money in mind, though he had written the banknote, but had forgotten about it during the competition.
It wasn't until Ma Lu held the banknote up to the sunlight to admire his signature that Luo Xiangshi rembered, aside from the item in the iron box, he was also out twenty thousand yuan!
No, that wasn't right, including the hundred thousand paid before the match began, it totaled up to three hundred thousand! Even for the financially robust Hero Group, this wasn't a small amount.
If the expenses for greasing the wheels were to be included… Luo Xiangshi nearly collapsed, feeling dizzy.
At this unfortunate mont, Ye isheng, completely lacking tact, ca forward, clamoring, "Boss Luo, I've opened the iron box. When will you pay the money you promised?"
Yet Luo Xiangshi completely ignored him, hurriedly descending the mountain surrounded by a group of security guards.
Then Ye isheng turned, putting on a shaless face next to Ma Lu, "Principal Ma, could you front the money for Boss Luo?"
"Why?"
"You just received a large sum, didn't you?" Ye isheng pointed at the banknote in Ma Lu's hand, eagerly saying.
"Oh, but Luo Xiangshi owes you the money, why don't you ask him directly?"
"Boss Luo is too fierce," Ye isheng swallowed, "and he has bodyguards with him, I'm, I'm a bit scared of him."
"Aren't you afraid of ?" Ma Lu asked curiously.
"This school you're managing was after all built by my great-grandfather, so strictly speaking, I'm one of Hou De's own people," Ye isheng said.
"That makes sense. It looks like as the current principal of Hou De, I need to clean house for the Ye Family." Ma Lu nodded in agreent.
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