“Both of us are half and half, what do you have to be proud of?”
Feng Jiuyuan looked at Nangong Qingle with a puzzled expression, “Besides, as far as I know, the Spirit Race doesn’t allow their people to marry outsiders, right?”
“Once they marry, they are expelled from the tribe. Were you expelled and forced to seek refuge with the Nangong family?”
“Utter nonsense!”
It was as if a sore spot had been hit. Nangong Qingle’s face turned as black as coal. The next moment, he grabbed the air, and dozens of thick vines, as thick as a baby’s arm, appeared on the stage.
The vines, like serpents, attacked Feng Jiuyuan.
Seeing the vines, the smile on Feng Jiuyuan’s lips deepened. The next moment, a flash of light crossed his red eyes, and all the vines turned from green to red in an instant.
Counter-control!
The audience was taken aback by this scene.
Feng Jiuyuan had so easily counter-controlled the vines summoned by Nangong Qingle!
They had thought the two were evenly matched, but now it seemed Feng Jiuyuan was stronger, or he wouldn’t have countered so effortlessly!
Nangong Qingle was momentarily stunned to see his vines counter-controlled, but he quickly regained his composure, dodging the vines’ attacks with a swift movement.
“Boom!”
Large swathes of flames appeared, spreading towards the vines.
Seeing the flames spreading towards the vines, Feng Jiuyuan smiled, raised his hand, and a strong wind suddenly appeared, blowing the flames and changing their direction!
At the same time, Feng Jiuyuan moved, leaping into the air.
“Sizzle”
A lightning-infused whip appeared in his hand. Feng Jiuyuan glanced at a spot in the sea of flames and swung the whip fiercely!
“Crack” The whip struck the stage.
Without any hesitation, Feng Jiuyuan moved his hand, swinging the whip towards another spot.
In the sea of flames, as soon as Nangong Qingle landed, Feng Jiuyuan’s whip was already following.
This was strange!
The flames covered the stage, making it hard to see anyone hiding within the inferno. Logically, Feng Jiuyuan should have had difficulty tracking her movements, yet he seemed to see her clearly, his attacks always landing exactly where she was!
Nangong Qingle waved her hand, extinguishing the flames on the stage with her power.
Suspended in mid-air, Feng Jiuyuan stood, holding his lightning-infused whip. He looked down at Nangong Qingle, who had revealed herself by putting out the flames, and smiled, “I thought you’d stay hidden in the fire forever.”
With that, the lightning-crackling whip in Feng Jiuyuan’s hand flew towards Nangong Qingle again!
Seeing the approaching whip, Nangong Qingle conjured a barrier in front of her. The whip struck the barrier with a crackling sound, shattering it instantly!
Nangong Qingle’s pupils constricted as she looked at Feng Jiuyuan in disbelief, “How is this possible!”
She could tell that Feng Jiuyuan’s power was similar to hers. How could he break her barrier so easily?
Feng Jiuyuan looked down at her from above, “Surprised?”
Nangong Qingle’s eyes shifted, focusing on the whip in Feng Jiuyuan’s hand.
The whip was pure white, made from some unknown material, and it radiated a formidable lightning power!
The moment she saw the whip, Nangong Qingle understood!
A sacred weapon!
And a lightning-attribute sacred weapon at that!
No wonder!
No wonder he had asked if she had prepared a new weapon as soon as he got on stage. It was because he had a sacred weapon himself!
“Feng Jiuyuan, if you have the guts, fight me without using the sacred weapon!”
Nangong Qingle bit her lip, seething with anger, “Let’s fight without weapons!”
“Without weapons?”
Feng Jiuyuan looked at her with a mocking smile, “Are you brainless?”
“If I could win without a weapon, do you think I’d bother fighting you?”
Jing Chen’s weapon had forced him to surrender. Without that weapon, he would’ve defeated Jing Chen long ago, and now it would be Jing Chen standing here, not this lunatic.
“Besides, didn’t you use a weapon when you fought Huang Quan yesterday?” Feng Jiuyuan smirked, “Now you’re telling me to fight without weapons? Why didn’t you say that when you were using a sacred weapon against Huang Quan?”
“I…”
Nangong Qingle wanted to retort but found no words.
After a while, she said, “If you win by relying on a weapon, it’s not honorable.”
“Oh?”
Feng Jiuyuan raised an eyebrow, “Are you saying this match is unfair?”
Nangong Qingle countered with a question, “Isn’t it?”
“Yes, of course, it’s unfair.” Feng Jiuyuan looked at her like she was an idiot, “Every student has different levels of talent, different resources from their families, and different levels of effort. Tell me, how can you make it fair?”
“Moreover, this competition only requires that participants be of a certain age. Fairness is not a factor.” Feng Jiuyuan looked at her, “Nangong Qingle, everyone accepts this, but why do you have so many issues?”
Nangong Qingle bit her lip, her expression shifting quickly, finally settling into a look of grievance.
She was very beautiful, and showing such an expression could easily soften hearts.
For other students, this might work, but Feng Jiuyuan…
A boy who felt sorry for Huang Quan having to kneel to threaten Jing Chen would never be swayed by this.
Not giving Nangong Qingle a chance to continue her pity act, Feng Jiuyuan swung his whip, combining it with wind blades, attacking her.
Nangong Qingle’s weapon couldn’t compare to Feng Jiuyuan’s whip, nor could her speed match his wind-spirit-enhanced agility. After enduring dozens of rounds, she slowed slightly while dodging his whip. Feng Jiuyuan seized this opportunity, moving swiftly to her front, channeling all his spiritual power into his foot.
He lifted his foot and kicked hard!
In the next moment, Nangong Qingle flew through the air like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground with a thud!
Feng Jiuyuan lowered his foot, walked to the edge of the stage, and looked down at the fallen Nangong Qingle with a wicked smile, “A half-demon can’t compare to a spirit race member?”
Nangong Qingle looked up at him, and upon seeing his smug grin, spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Feng Jiuyuan clicked his tongue and shook his head, “Can’t even handle a little provocation.”
With that, Feng Jiuyuan left the stage and returned to his spot.
The supervising teacher announced, “Feng Jiuyuan wins this match!”
“The academy joint competition is officially over. Now, we will announce the rankings for this year’s competition.”
With those words, the teacher waved his hand, and the screen previously used for drawing match numbers reappeared. This time, however, it displayed the final rankings instead of match numbers.
1. Tianhuang Kingdom, Huang Quan.
2. Xuanling Empire, Jing Chen.
3. Xiwu Empire, Feng Jiuyuan.
4. Tianqi Empire, Nangong Qingle.
5. Nanyuan Empire, Lin Xu.
The list continued up to the tenth position.
Among the top five, four were from imperial academies, with only the first-place Huang Quan hailing from a small country academy.
