Getting Stronger By Chapter 142: The Royal Martial Arts Academy, Defeated1

Chapter 142: Chapter 142: The Royal Martial Arts Academy, Defeated_1

He was the first mber of the Royal Martial Arts Academy team to die at Wang Zhan’s hands.

At the sa ti, it also ant that Wang Zhan’s opportunity to rapidly gain attribute points and advance his realm had temporarily concluded. If no significant pressures erged, Wang Zhan could only revert to his previous life, progressing step by step in his cultivation.

Of course, the fallen mber of the Royal Martial Arts Academy team represented Wang Zhan’s stance towards the Royal Martial Arts Academy, starting from this mont.

A student who is arrogant and reckless isn’t frightening. What truly is frightening is a Martial Arts Academy that unreasonably protects its own incompetents, shalessly employing a war of attrition tactic.

Claiming the whole ti that Wang Zhan had insulted the Royal Martial Arts Academy! So...

"Now, only you are left," Wang Zhan stated, not even glancing at the corpse on the ground. Unbeknownst to him, everyone around drew sharp, cold breaths.

This kid has gone mad!

The team mber being challenged by Wang Zhan nearly lost his footing. He took a step back, then took a deep breath, standing tall and speaking defiantly, "Bring it on! We from the Royal Martial Arts Academy only die in battle, never defeated. The disgrace you’ve bestowed upon us will be rinsed away by Fresh Blood."

Wang Zhan shook his head. Such an idiot had cultivated his martial arts until his brain turned dim, transforming into a single-minded organism. He had no interest in changing this way of thinking.

Thinking this, he walked towards the Warrior like taking a stroll, a look of mockery on his face.

"Is that so? Why don’t you go ahead and die to show ? I promise if you die, I’ll spare the rest."

"You!"

The Grandmaster, taken aback montarily, soon realized Wang Zhan was closing the gap between them and warned in a choked voice, "Don’t co any closer!"

"What will happen if I do? Will you kill ?"

"Ah!! Lone Wolf Attack..."

Seeing that Wang Zhan was only a few steps away, his mind filled with terror, fear, anger, and humiliation, he ultimately struck, aiming a punch at Wang Zhan.

Little did he know, Wang Zhan had no intention of wasting more ti on these losers.

Even compared to Qin Ying, their minds were undoubtedly sick. At least Qin Ying had both good and evil sides, at tis showing kindness; the Royal Martial Arts Academy, on the other hand, was only loathso.

"Fatal---One Slash!"

The long-absent figure of the Sun-shaped sabre once again shone in District E7, rising gradually.

Not far away, the last mber of the Royal team was carrying an expressionless Li Shiji on his back, who seed utterly indifferent to his own predicant, and was about to leave.

SWISH...

A formally dressed old man, with silvery hair and a hunched back yet with keen eyes that resembled a butler, stood in his path.

"Stay. I can’t let you leave without his command."

The Grandmaster stared intently at the Old Man before him, feeling the montum within him.

"You are... a Grandmaster?"

It was indeed Yang Zecheng’s personal butler, Uncle He from the Yang family, a first-level Grandmaster figure.

Uncle He nodded, a smile on his lips. Li Shiji opened his eyes; his gaze was indifferent, showing no joy, sorrow, or lant—he rely gave Uncle He a faint look.

WHOOSH...

As the last martial arts Grandmaster was knocked out by Uncle He, everyone realized: the Royal Martial Arts Academy was thoroughly defeated. Furthermore, their dispatched team leader, Li Shiji, had beco Wang Zhan’s prey.

Uncle He spoke in a deep voice, "He’s a student of the Royal Martial Arts Academy, after all. I can’t take action; it’s all up to you now. Technically, he’s considered a Half-Step Grandmaster, possessing a tenth of a Grandmaster’s defense. Your ans cannot injure him. It’s all up to you to handle now. I must leave; the Federation has sent people."

After saying that, he turned around and left without any reluctance.

As Yang Zecheng’s personal butler and also a mber of the Iron God Guard—Yang Zecheng’s most powerful force—he couldn’t fall into the Federation’s hands.

Upon understanding Uncle He’s warning, Wang Zhan was indifferent.

He simply squatted down, looking at the face that belonged exclusively to Li Shiji, whose eyes were now closed. Then, he unceremoniously slapped him. Although it didn’t leave a mark, the undertone of humiliation was clear.

"Weren’t you very confident? Co on, hit , kill ! Damn it, is the Royal Martial Arts Academy that amazing?"

Wang Zhan roared, kicking Li Shiji’s body, stepping on Li Shiji’s head with his shoes, slapping him again and again.

In near silence, a single tear rolled down Li Shiji’s face before disappearing. The only thing Wang Zhan could perceive from Li Shiji was a disdain that Wang Zhan could do nothing about, so he chose to simply ignore it.

He was Li Shiji, a genius held in high esteem by the Royal Martial Arts Academy, a destined pillar of the Federation. Wang Zhan was just a cheap kind, trash from the slums, a fool, an eel, a rat... As long as I survive today, I will make him pay in the future! Everyone involved, regardless of gender, will die! And that Grandmaster who stopped ...

「anwhile.」

A long convoy was rushing from S1 District of Jing State to E7 District of Jing State.

Shi Zhongming, the State Governor of Jing State, imdiately received a video from his subordinates on his phone.

In the video, a young man, although battered, was spirited and passionately fighting against six martial arts experts. His actions were grand, dangerous, and fierce, vividly showcasing his impressive martial power.

However, besides the strong Martial Artist, there were many other things worth Shi Zhongming’s attention.

For instance, the combat arena—now pockmarked asphalt and green brick road—looked as if a dog had dug through it, uneven and littered with debris.

And the building nearby, with a broken corner here and a hole there, looked more like a disastrous scene that had survived a Beast Tide, making the already dilapidated building appear even more precarious.

He slamd his fist on the table in front of him and cursed, his face full of disgust and hatred, "Damn bastards! They know nothing but internal strife!"

The respectful subordinate standing next to him asked timidly, "Governor, shall we still go there?"

Shi Zhongming glared and raised his eyebrows. "Go? Why not! You might be afraid, but I’m not. These people are the scum of the Federation, the damn troublemakers of society. The Federation provides them with resources to study martial arts, and what do they give back to the Federation in return!"

He recognized the emblem of the Royal Martial Arts Academy and also identified Wang Zhan, who was marked as a key figure.

But, so what? He was the State Governor of the Federation, not the Federation’s lapdog.

"We have to go regardless! No matter what happened today, no matter who showed up in District E7, anyone who hasn’t left by the ti we arrive will have violated the Federation’s law. As the State Governor of the Federation, I will imprison all these criminals and send them to the battlefield as cannon fodder!"

Shi Zhongming’s attitude was extrely firm, his tone assertive.

Tonight was sure to cause a huge stir, and it would be reported to the Federal Parliant. He just wondered if it would be the Federation’s sky that was pierced, leading to his own death in the line of duty, or if it would be the Martial Artists’ sky that was pierced, leading to them being thoroughly brought to justice. It is said that martial artists use chivalry to break prohibitions, and scholars use Confucianism to disrupt the law. Although Martial Artists provide the Federation with great assistance and a solid line of defence, they are also the root of the Federation’s troubles!

Shi Zhongming’s thoughts churned, his mood unsettled for a long ti.

Apart from the major Families and Federation factions, there was also a woman who had been paying constant attention to the battle: Qin Ying.

The "General Outline of the Supre Pure Thunder" used by Wang Zhan was taught by her. Even though it was a fragnt, its mystical power could be recognized at a glance.

However, even though Wang Zhan was showing off his prowess using the Supre Clear Thunder Summary, there was no excitent or joy on her face. She only felt endless confusion and loss.

"You are not him, you are not him... But why, oh why do you have to be so alike..."

Her vision blurred, growing hazy, like misty moonlight seen through clouds.

Wang Zhan always hated losing out and preferred to press his advantage; he never knew when to let things go and de-escalate. He wasn’t like Qin Yuan. When Qin Yuan faced such matters, although he would argue his case reasonably, he would never be unforgiving when he was in the right...

For a mont, she fell silent, her eyes brimming with tears.

If Wang Zhan knew Qin Ying’s thoughts at this mont, he would undoubtedly scoff. He was Wang Zhan, not Qin Yuan; why would he care about a madwoman’s feelings? Right now, the only thing he wanted to do was thoroughly humiliate this Li Shiji, who seed so lofty and aloof, detached from worldly matters.

"You damn bastard, weren’t you so high and mighty? Go on, keep it up, damn you..."

First, he ripped the Storage Bangle from Li Shiji’s hand, considering it a small paynt of interest. As for the others’ belongings, he figured even if they were wealthy, they couldn’t be richer than this expert who was on the verge of becoming a Grandmaster.

It had to be said, the Royal Martial Arts Academy’s relentlessly aggressive attitude had indeed infuriated Wang Zhan. Although Wang Zhan didn’t know that the Royal Martial Arts Academy had also gone to great lengths in the Federal Martial Arts Competition to try and erase his achievents as if they were chalk on a blackboard.

But as it happened, seeing Li Shiji still able to maintain his composure in the face of such humiliation, hiding his fury deep within instead of venting it, Wang Zhan’s eyes glinted. He imdiately thought of a way to strip away Li Shiji’s dignity once more. Little did he expect that this would perfectly mirror what the Royal Martial Arts Academy had once done to the Chu State Military Academy—a true eye for an eye.

"Heh heh, you’re very good at enduring, aren’t you? Let’s see if you can endure this!"

Wang Zhan kicked Li Shiji hard again, causing the Essence Energy in his body to tremble violently. The slight recovery he had painstakingly managed was instantly wiped out.

Then, a tearing sound—RIIIP! Everyone present was stunned, then silent, then utterly incredulous.

How dare that kid Wang Zhan do this! Is he not afraid of death? You can’t just keep tornting the sa person like this! This ti, it’s truly a feud to the death!

Even Li Shiji, who had already steeled himself, finally paled drastically. His eyes shot wide open, and he glared at Wang Zhan, his teeth clenched as if they would shatter.

"How dare you do this to ! You are a disgrace to the Federation Academy!"