The Emperor is Above

Chapter 270 Beast Fang Puppet Soldiers (210 plus additional chapters)

"This guy is crazy!"

"That's right, it's just the Imperial College. Is there any need to be so excited?"

"This damn place is just for lectures and practice every day. If my dad hadn't forced me to, I wouldn't bother coming here."

Hearing the contemptuous comments of a group of teenagers behind him, Qing Yi turned around and saw four extravagantly dressed teenagers around sixteen or seventeen years old looking at him as if he were a lunatic.

"Look at this foolish man. He doesn't even recognize the four princes of our capital. He must be a country vassal newly recruited by the king!"

The tall and strong young man who was about 17 years old in the lead glanced at Qing Yi's handsome face with contempt and jealousy, and immediately shouted impatiently,

"Let's go, let's go. Today, the talisman masters and weapon refiners are going to compete. Let's go and have some fun, so that those poor people who practice talisman techniques can see clearly that weapon refiners are the most powerful."

"Yes, yes, yes, let's go quickly, otherwise we will be late!" The other three handsome young men nodded quickly and walked past Qing Yi arrogantly.

"The four princes of the capital?"

Qing Yi looked at the backs of the four teenagers, thinking back on the name with a strong middle school connotation, and couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

Even Gongsun Wu, the grandson of Duke of Wei, could only be called Gongsun. Only the sons of dukes and princes like Duke of Wei were qualified to be called "Gongzi".

Even the son of the king, Marquis Xing, was only called the Crown Prince both internally and externally. However, it was unexpected that these four people actually regarded themselves as the Four Princes of the capital. They were really arrogant to the extreme.

From the figure and appearance of the leading young man, Qing Yi guessed that he was the son of Shangqing Zhonghang Huan. Then, judging from the words and deeds of the other three young men who were friendly with him, they must be the scions of Shangqing Qi Xi, Yaqing Chunyu Fen, and Gu Liangqin.

"Since they said that today is the competition between the Talisman Masters and the Weapon Refiners in the Imperial College, it would be a good opportunity to see how the Imperial College has its hidden talents."

Qing Yi looked thoughtful. He could imagine how the talisman master would participate in the battle, but he didn't know how the weapon refiner would fight with the talisman master?
Soon a picture emerged in Qing Yi's mind: a talisman master was covered with various talismans and rune formations, fighting with a thick stack of talismans in his hand, while the weapon refiner on the opposite side had a magical weapon like a big pot on his head for protection, and he threw out one magical weapon after another, which exploded continuously.

"Forget it, let's see it with our own eyes!"

Qing Yi shook his head slightly, interrupting his own wild thoughts, and followed the four elegant young men towards the gate from a distance, showing the token given by the king.

The middle-aged man in a green robe guarding the gate looked suspicious. He picked up the token and looked at it over and over again. Finally, he handed it back to Qing Yi respectfully: "So you are a new student from the Imperial College. If you need anything in the academy, just let me know."

On both sides of the main entrance of the Imperial College are towering dark green pine and cypress trees that are at least six or seven hundred years old. Under the trees is a huge stone shaped like a landscape, on which are carved four large characters: Never stop learning.

Just by looking at these four dilapidated and ancient stone carvings, Qing Yi could imagine how high expectations the successive Xing Hous had for the Imperial College.

However, this Imperial College, which is located adjacent to the palace of Marquis Xing, covers a vast area and has more than 2,000 students, does not have the rigorous academic style that Qing Yi had imagined, nor does it have an atmosphere of hard work and study.

As soon as he entered the Imperial College, Qing Yi saw hundreds of students gathered on a grassy field, watching something with great interest. From time to time, some of them were shouting, and some were even laughing out loud.

"It seems that this is the competition that the so-called 'Four Young Masters of the Capital' mentioned." Qing Yi quickened his pace and walked in, but found that the competition between the talisman master and the weapon refiner was completely different from what he had imagined.

In the middle of the crowd was an open space of about seventy to eighty feet long and wide. The elegant young man who was in the lead and was seen at the door just now was controlling a little beast-tusk man who was about a foot and a half tall, and was fighting with another little beast-tusk man who looked different but was similar in size.

The battles between the beast-toothed figures are not exciting, most of them are just simple collisions with each other, and the movements can even be said to be very clumsy and quite simple.

Having seen the exciting and fierce battle scenes during the Battle of Lonely Hill, Qing Yi found it hard to watch this simple game of puppets, but hundreds of students cheered continuously. After watching patiently for a while, Qing Yi finally couldn't help but pull an honest-looking student and asked, "You talisman masters and weapon refiners are both fighting with animal tooth puppets, and you don't see any difference?"

This honest-looking boy, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, was the same age as Qing Yi. He was not angry when his cheering was interrupted, but instead explained seriously: "You should be a student who just entered the Imperial College this year. This is not called a beast-fang villain, but a beast-fang puppet soldier.

Our rune master is called Yang Hu, he uses the rune formation to urge this little man to fight, as for the young man on the opposite side, Zhong Xingshuo, he represents the weapon refiner and uses their weapon refinement methods to control it. Now it’s a battle to see whose beast tusk puppet soldier is more powerful.”

At this point, the honest boy's eyes were full of envy and he said, "I wish I were that good. Whoever wins will get a crystal stone the size of an apricot kernel as a reward."

"So that's what happened!"

Qing Yi nodded thoughtfully. Seeing hundreds of Imperial College students gathered here and making a lot of noise, but no doctor or professor stopped them, it could only be said that although the discipline in the academy was relaxed, it was also a form of entertaining and educational.

As the students of the Imperial Academy continued to cheer, the battle between the two animal-tusk puppet soldiers in the field became more intense. During the violent collision, loud impact sounds were heard from time to time, and powdered bone meal would occasionally splash.

"Yang Hu, my beast tusk puppet soldier is very powerful. You'd better admit defeat and beg for mercy as soon as possible, otherwise it will smash your beast tusk puppet soldier to pieces. Don't blame me for not reminding you in time."

Zhonghang Shuo, the son of Shangqing Zhonghang Huan, saw that his beast-tusk puppet soldiers were sure to win. The smug look on his face became more and more obvious, and his tone became more and more arrogant.

"Zhonghang said you shouldn't get carried away. The battle isn't over yet!"

The chubby young man called Yang Hu was obviously the son of Yaqing Yang Lezi. His face turned red but he would never admit defeat. He continued to control his animal-tooth figurine to fight tenaciously.

But it didn't take long before one of the arms of Yang Hu, the beast-toothed man, was broken, and he quickly lost his combat effectiveness. Under the attack of another beast-toothed man, he was smashed to pieces and died completely.

"Haha, I told you kindly a long time ago that your beast-tooth puppet soldiers are no good, but you were stubborn and refused to believe it. Look, now this crystal belongs to me, and you don't even have your beast-tooth puppet soldiers!" Zhong Xing said, becoming more and more unscrupulous amid the flattery of a group of weapon refiners.

Yang Hu was so depressed that his face turned red and he couldn't speak. His personality was completely different from that of his father Yang Lezi.

At this time, another young man in the Talisman Master camp said with an unhappy look on his face: "Zhonghang said that your animal tusk puppet soldier obviously won by relying on the material. Yang Hu's puppet soldier was only carved from eighth-grade giant-horned deer, but yours was made from fifth-grade saber-toothed elephant ivory."

Zhonghang said with disdain: "Yun Yi, if you can't afford it, then don't play. Of course, I carved it with saber-tooth ivory, but I didn't say before that you can't use better bone materials. If you don't have the money, then don't play!"

"Hmph, then let me experience how powerful you are!"

Yun Shuyu's son Yun Yi angrily took out his beast-tusk puppet soldier, but it only lasted a few more breaths than Yang Hu's puppet soldier and ended up being torn to pieces.

After five or six beast-tusk puppet soldiers on the side of the Talisman Master camp were killed in succession, the morale of the Imperial College students on this side became increasingly low. No matter how Zhong Hangshuo provoked them, no one dared to fight back.

"Hehe, if you want to compete, you need money. Without good bone materials, how can you make strong enough animal tusk puppet soldiers? If anyone dares to continue the battle, I will bet all the crystals I won just now."

“I’ll ask you one last time, who else dares to accept the challenge?” Zhonghang said that at this moment he felt like a majestic general, standing on his horse with his sword in hand and shouting at the enemy: Who dares to fight me?

"Let me fight you!"

Qing Yi's response surprised everyone present.

Thanks for the reward from Space Calls Me Alien

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(End of this chapter)