Chapter 1299: Chapter 1299: Returning to Black Cloud Academy
Top of Five Spirit Peak, at the edge of the cliff.
Xiao Yi stood indifferently.
The Gang Wind blowing against him made his clothes flutter noisily, yet it could not disperse the coldness in his eyes.
Beside him, Tong Ye looked puzzled.
"Xiao Yi, what are you looking at?" Tong Ye asked, puzzled.
Xiao Yi shook his head, "And you, why are you following me?"
Tong Ye laughed awkwardly, "I was worried you might not reach an agreement with Senior Brother Mo Youu and end up fighting."
Xiao Yi’s expression remained indifferent, "I suppose you’re not here to stop me."
"Of course not." Tong Ye chuckled, "If you want to fight, then let’s fight together."
Xiao Yi shook his head, saying nothing.
Tong Ye frowned, "You still haven’t told me what you were looking at."
Xiao Yi replied indifferently, "Looking at the mountains, the surrounding mountains."
"The peak of Five Spirit Peak isn’t high enough, at least not as high as the peaks of Heavenly Hidden Mountain."
"What’s so interesting about mountains?" Tong Ye pouted.
Xiao Yi’s expression remained indifferent, "Two years ago, I looked at these mountains and could only gaze up at them."
"Now, I still can’t look down upon them, but seeing them as equals is enough."
Xiao Yi’s words were filled with confidence.
"What nonsense is this?" Tong Ye scratched his head, "Talking about looking at mountains?"
Xiao Yi said nothing and turned to leave.
...
Several days later.
It was still the vast area between the Five Spirit Peak and Heavenly Hidden Twelve Peaks.
And still, the huge Martial Arts Arena.
Similarly, the surrounding spectator seats were filled with elders and disciples from various academies.
Today marked the third round of the Hundred Schools’ competition, also the final round.
On the Martial Arts Arena, the three referees were still present.
"The third round of the Hundred Schools’ competition, individual ranking battle..."
The three referees loudly announced the rules according to the regulations.
This round belonged to the individual competition among academy disciples.
The rules were no different from the usual martial arts competition.
But in this round, everyone had a ranking.
Each academy’s disciples would determine their rankings.
At the same time, the wins and losses would lead to a difference in points.
The academy disciples’ battles, besides defeating their opponents to climb up the ranking, could earn points for their academy.
These points, combined with those from the second round, would be the total score of the entire Hundred Schools’ competition.
The strength of an academy is not represented by just one disciple.
The first round’s elimination battle tested each academy’s individual prowess.
The second round’s team point battle tested each academy’s overall level.
The third round is the confrontation of those who emerged victorious after two fierce battles.
In simple terms, this round of competition belongs not only to individuals but also to the academy.
The third round is the final round.
After this round, not only will the individual rankings be decided, but the academies will also be ranked based on total scores.
...
Shortly after, as the three referees finished speaking, the rules for the third round were fully announced.
"Those who will participate in the first match, please take the stage."
The referee called out loudly.
The rules for the third round of competition were no different from normal rules.
Academy disciples went on stage, if they won, they stayed, if they lost, they stepped down.
In the Black Cloud Academy seats, Qing Lin looked at Xiao Yi with excitement, saying, "Xiao Yi, when should we go up?"
"The first one up usually is at a disadvantage. I’ll see when there’s a worthy opponent on stage, then..."
Qing Lin hadn’t finished speaking.
Swoosh... beside him, Xiao Yi had already vanished instantly.
On the Martial Arts Arena, the three referees looked at Xiao Yi, "You want the first match?"
Xiao Yi nodded.
The three referees looked at Xiao Yi, frowning.
Regarding this disciple who caused much controversy in the first round and did not participate in the second round at all, they felt a bit puzzled.
Most importantly, this disciple used to be a disciple of the Heavenly Hidden Academy.
They had also seen the battle two years ago where he defeated Wang Yue with a single sword.
Two years later, Wang Yue, whose cultivation level was once far superior to his, was now far inferior.
This time, a question from Xiao Yi interrupted their thoughts.
"I want to ask, if no one takes the stage to challenge, what happens?" Xiao Yi asked.
"That would be a forfeit," the three referees thought for a moment, then replied.
"According to the rules, all academies that won in the second round must go through the third round to receive a ranking."
"If they refuse to fight, they will have no ranking."
Xiao Yi nodded.
The three referees chuckled, "What, are you so confident?"
Xiao Yi shook his head, "Not really, just asking."
Suddenly, a loud voice rang out from the surrounding spectator seats, "Hmph, arrogant."
"I’ll come and see you."
Swoosh... a figure instantly leaped onto the Martial Arts Arena.
"It’s Senior Brother Lin Bai from Bright Illusion Academy."
"I heard that Senior Brother Lin Bai’s Bright Illusion Technique has reached its peak, and his cultivation is unmatched except by Chief Lin Miao."
Lin Bai stood on stage, staring at Xiao Yi, "Hmph, Black Cloud Academy? I’ve long wanted to fight you."
"Do you really think that just because you defeated Shi Jingtiao in the first round, you can be so arrogant?"
"Do you really think our Five Great Academies have no one?"
Xiao Yi said nothing.
The three referees looked at the two, "Any objections? If not, the battle begins."
As the referee’s words fell.
Clang...
A crisp sound of a sword suddenly rang out.
A flash of Cold White Sword Light passed by.
The sword passed.
Bang... a loud explosion resounded as a figure was instantly blasted off the Martial Arts Arena.
"How fast? How is it possible, instant kill of Senior Brother Lin Bai?"
A shocked cry came from the surroundings.
Lin Bai had been blown off the Martial Arts Arena.
"Pfft." Lin Bai spat a mouthful of blood, a terrifying sword mark on his chest.
"You..." Lin Bai pointed at Xiao Yi, and in the next second, his eyes turned black, and he fainted.
"Lin Bai." From the Bright Illusion Academy seats, a figure instantly flashed to Lin Bai’s side.
It was Lin Miao.
Lin Miao sensed it, and his expression changed, "Such severe injuries, even if treated now, it’s unlikely he can participate in the subsequent battles."
Lin Miao gritted his teeth, glaring coldly at Xiao Yi, "It’s just a competition, must you strike so hard?"
Xiao Yi said nothing, not even acknowledging Lin Miao’s cold gaze.
The three referees frowned, loudly announcing, "Next."
"What a ruthless guy, I’ll come and face you." From the spectator seats, a figure jumped out.
Bam...
The one taking the stage was an exceptionally burly man.
The man wielded a long black stick which he slammed heavily on the ground, causing it to shake violently.
"Black Stone Stick, Tuoba Leifeng, Chief of Nine Mountains Academy."
The three referees glanced at the two and announced the start.
Almost as the words fell.
Bam...
Another explosion sounded, and Tuoba Leifeng, along with his stick, was blasted off the Martial Arts Arena.
When he landed, he was already severely injured and no longer able to fight.
In the next few minutes, on the Martial Arts Arena, there were only the familiar ’bam’ sounds.
Bam...
Bam...
Bam...
Each explosive sound signified a figure being heavily blasted away.
Those who took the stage, without exception, were killed in an instant by a single sword strike.
At this moment, the three referees frowned and looked at Xiao Yi, "Xiao Yi, you have already fought 8 rounds consecutively; you may step down and rest before continuing."
"No need." Xiao Yi shook his head.
"From now on, this Martial Arts Arena belongs to Black Cloud Academy."
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Second update.
