Chapter 1275: Chapter 1275: Battle Power Fool Again
Whoosh... whoosh...
Two figures leaped onto the Martial Arts Arena.
One of them had a light and graceful presence, elegant and unrestrained.
The other, however, was steady and powerful, landing heavily.
"It’s Senior Brother Shi Jingtiao."
Almost the moment that steady figure landed, many disciples watching around showed expressions of admiration.
"Shi Jingtiao, a Power Mad Disciple from the Martial Foolishness Academy."
"Among the Power Mad Disciples, besides the chief, he’s the strongest."
"Oh." At this moment, a few people focused their eyes on Xiao Yi.
"That guy stepped onto the stage?"
"Although I don’t know how strong he is, his courage is commendable."
"However, in such a predictable battle, is there any point in him participating?"
Sneers sounded one after another.
Yet amidst these sneers, there were also several fervent gazes fixed on Xiao Yi.
"Two years unseen, Xiao Yi, what level of strength have you reached now?" Fang Shushu’s gaze was burning.
But beneath that burning gaze was immense confidence.
For this battle, he also felt there was no suspense.
However, the lack of suspense was concerning Xiao Yi.
Fang Shushu smiled, "Shi Jingtiao can be considered a rather famous disciple among the Five Great Academies."
"But I do want to see how many moves he can withstand from Xiao Yi."
In Fang Shushu’s eyes, the question wasn’t whether Shi Jingtiao could win, but how many moves he could endure.
"Hehe." Chu Rou chuckled lightly.
"In my impression, every time Young Master Xiao Yi shows up, he can always astonish the audience."
"What surprise will there be this time?"
Cheng Suyan was silent, only smiling joyfully, tightly watching that graceful figure.
Muu Ning remained silent, but her beautiful eyes were filled with admiration.
On the Martial Arts Arena.
The three referees routinely asked, "Any doubts?"
"No, the match can start now." Shi Jingtiao spoke lightly, his tone not carrying any weight of an imminent battle.
The three referees looked at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi nodded.
"Alright, let the match begin." The three referees said in unison and then vanished.
In the center of the Martial Arts Arena, only Xiao Yi and Shi Jingtiao were left.
"I’ve heard that your Black Cloud Academy is full of monsters." Shi Jingtiao looked at Xiao Yi and asked softly.
"However, for an academy ranked 12, a few decent Martial Arts Geniuses should pretty much be monsters, right?"
"If they were placed in our Five Fools Academy, would those so-called monsters even be qualified to guard our gates?"
Shi Jingtiao appeared steady, but clearly, he was exceptionally arrogant.
Xiao Yi’s expression remained calm, silent.
Shi Jingtiao frowned and said, "Not attacking yet?"
"I’ve already wasted a few words of time, if you don’t attack now, you won’t have the chance."
"Alright." Xiao Yi nodded.
Whoosh... Xiao Yi’s figure suddenly vanished from where he stood, throwing a punch.
"So fast." Shi Jingtiao’s pupils contracted, the initial arrogance on his face instantly turned to surprise.
Boom... a loud explosion.
Xiao Yi’s fist, heavily struck Shi Jingtiao’s chest.
The fist was fast and heavy.
Shi Jingtiao hadn’t reacted yet and was already punched flying.
"I don’t want to waste time either, you may as well go down." Xiao Yi looked at Shi Jingtiao’s flying figure and shook his head.
However, Shi Jingtiao, after all, was a disciple of the Five Fools Academy, with considerable skills.
The flying figure suddenly forced itself to halt, barely stopping at the edge of the Martial Arts Arena.
"You." Shi Jingtiao’s face turned angry.
If he hadn’t reacted in time just now, he might have already been thrown off the Martial Arts Arena.
According to the rules, falling off the Martial Arts Arena means immediate defeat.
"Despicable." Suddenly, angry shouts rang out from the surrounding audience seats.
"Are the disciples of Black Cloud Academy so despicable? Sneak attack?"
"Winning without honor, and he still does it?"
"Luckily, Senior Brother Shi Jingtiao reacted, otherwise you would have succeeded."
Hostile gazes turned toward Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi frowned slightly.
Below the Martial Arts Arena, at the Golden Dawn Academy seats, several disciples chuckled quietly.
"Noisy." A loud shout suddenly echoed from below the Martial Arts Arena.
"Anyone who can’t control their mouth better pray not to face me."
"Otherwise, I’ll cripple him."
The speaker was Qing Lin.
The surrounding disciples, feeling the impressive aura of Qing Lin and his devouring gaze, quieted down one after another.
But there were still a few whispers echoing.
"Hmph, Black Cloud Academy, indeed tyrannical, cannot even discuss it?"
On the Martial Arts Arena.
Xiao Yi glanced at Shi Jingtiao, "You reacted quite quickly."
"Seems like you have some skills." Shi Jingtiao squinted his eyes, "But, just a mere Sixth Layer of Saint King Realm, is all you are."
As his words fell, Shi Jingtiao immediately attacked.
Stomp... stomp... stomp...
The ground on the Martial Arts Arena shook again.
And the stomping explosive sound was much denser than before with Yun Ju.
This proved that Shi Jingtiao’s strength was far above Yun Ju, under impressive speed, the sound was naturally more concentrated.
"Eighth Layer of Saint King Realm." Xiao Yi looked calmly, unafraid.
Boom... Shi Jingtiao’s heavy punch broke through the air.
Whoosh... Xiao Yi formed a sword qi with his fingertips and shot it out.
However, this strand of Sword Qi dissipated instantly when it narrowly touched Shi Jingtiao’s fist.
Looking closer, a layer of light yellow glow covered Shi Jingtiao’s fist.
Boom...
Shi Jingtiao’s fist had already reached in front of Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi struck with one palm, attempting to block, but was heavily shaken back by Shi Jingtiao’s punch.
After being shaken back more than ten steps, Xiao Yi finally stopped his steps.
Xiao Yi’s hand was already flushed red.
Shaking his throbbing hand, Xiao Yi stared straight at Shi Jingtiao, "So, that’s the path of the mountain and rock?"
Power Mad Disciples are not necessarily Body Cultivation Martial Artists, but they are definitely all extraordinarily strong.
This Shi Jingtiao was following the path of the mountain and rock.
The punch just now seemed simple but was astonishingly heavy.
When Xiao Yi struck it with one palm, it was like facing a towering mountain, naturally being knocked back.
"Hmph." Shi Jingtiao snorted coldly, "In the first battle, Yun Ju underestimated the power of your Black Cloud Academy, which allowed you to seize the opportunity and win."
"But against me, you won’t have that chance."
"Within three punches, I’ll make you fall."
Xiao Yi shook his head, "In fact, an opponent like you holds no great combat significance to me."
"Then let’s end it early."
As his words fell.
Clang... a crisp sword hum echoed.
In the air, a cold white light flashed by.
Whoosh...
Xiao Yi’s figure disappeared from where he stood.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of Shi Jingtiao.
"Courting death." Shi Jingtiao threw a punch.
Clang... Xiao Yi slashed down with his sword.
Almost at the moment the sword and fist collided.
The yellow glow on Shi Jingtiao’s fist instantly dissipated.
Sizzling... Fresh blood dripped instantly from his fist.
"You lost." Xiao Yi slew with one strike.
Shi Jingtiao’s face changed, not yet having reacted, and the terrifying sword light had already blasted him away.
"Mid-grade Holy Artifact?" The faces of the surrounding disciples also changed.
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Third installment.
