Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 192 One punch to the head!

The air felt like it was on fire.

Luo Qingfeng clearly felt a scorching aura rushing towards him.

He took a slight step to the left, blocking the aura.

Nightingale came up behind him, her gaze following the domineering aura to the red-haired girl.

Huo Man also looked at her.

Their eyes met, as if something was silently colliding within them.

The nightingale smiled slightly and looked away.

Luo Qingfeng thought she was going to get angry, but to his surprise, she suddenly whispered, "Have you noticed that my transformed appearance is very similar to hers? I also have red hair and am surrounded by a fiery aura. Do you think I'm also from the Fire Clan?"

Luo Qingfeng was taken aback upon hearing this, and after glancing at the person opposite him, he realized that they did indeed look somewhat alike.

Before he could answer, Nightingale suddenly added, "By the way, don't you like my transformed appearance?"

Luo Qingfeng knew there was a trap in those words, so he immediately said, "No, what I like most is how you are now."

Nightingale scoffed, her eyes sharp as knives: "But you said that night that it would be more fun if I transformed."

"Uh, no, no, impossible, I didn't say that!"

Luo Qingfeng immediately denied it.

Just then, a little head suddenly popped up from the side, its tiny ears perked up, and its bright, dark eyes sparkling. "What's more fun?" it asked curiously. "I want to play too! Can I play with Sister Aya?"

The two immediately stopped talking.

"Go play somewhere else!"

Luo Qingfeng rudely pushed her little head away.

Dong Miaomiao immediately pouted and muttered, "You stingy guy! We came all the way here to cheer for Master! But Master only thinks about secretly playing with his wife and ignores us. He's heartless, humph!"

Luo Qingfeng ignored her.

This little girl knows everything, and she can say all sorts of shameless things. Don't think she's really innocent and naive.

Suddenly, a loud explosion came from the battle platform.

Immediately, sword light burst forth, and an incomparably sharp sword intent suddenly rose.

Lin Yun, wielding his sword, slashed at the woman's raised twin blades. The sword light and intent that erupted instantly pierced through the woman's defensive blade light and shield.

The woman only lasted a few seconds before being blasted away.

A gasp of surprise immediately erupted from the audience.

Lin Yun showed no mercy. Before the woman even landed, he had already leaped up and slashed out with his sword. The blinding sword light instantly enveloped the woman's entire body.

The woman swung her twin swords and was once again sent flying.

"Bang!"

She fell awkwardly to the edge of the battle platform, struggling to get up, but as soon as she raised her head, it slumped down again, and blood gushed from her mouth.

At this moment, Lin Yun had already come to her again, his sword pressed against her throat.

The woman glared at him angrily, but after a few breaths, her body went limp, and she gave up in defeat.

"In this round, Lin Yun from the North Academy's first team emerges victorious!"

A cheer erupted from the audience, and the disciples of the North Academy shouted excitedly.

On the stands, the senior executives of the North Campus were all beaming with joy.

Lin Yun sheathed his sword, cupped his hands in greeting, and stepped down from the battle platform.

The woman, supported by her fellow disciples, stepped down, her eyes filled with tears of resentment.

However, she was unaware that the boy she was fighting had not yet used his full strength.

"Senior Brother Lin is amazing!"

The new disciples of the North Academy Team all gathered around Lin Yun and began to praise him.

Luo Qingfeng also went over to offer his congratulations a few times.

Lin Yun looked at him and said, "Junior Brother Luo, you should be going up next. Be careful. I heard that Yuan Xiao is at the eighth level of the Opening Heaven Realm, and his innate supernatural abilities are also very powerful."

Liang Feng, who was standing to the side, also said, "Senior Brother Luo, Yuan Xiao's cultivation level is one level higher than yours. If you really can't handle it, don't force yourself."

Luo Qingfeng nodded, and just as he was about to speak, a cry of alarm suddenly came from the third battle platform. Immediately afterward, an elder below the platform exclaimed, "No!"

"Whoosh!"

On the battle stage, a blade of light flashed, blood splattered, and the head of one of the disciples flew off!

Everyone gasped in shock.

The headless corpse stood there stunned for a few seconds before collapsing to the ground.

The disciple standing opposite him held a broad golden sword, his body covered in bloodstains, and a deep sword wound on his face. He looked particularly terrifying, dripping with blood.

Both were disciples of the Southern Academy and both were at the eighth level of the Open Heaven Realm. In the battle just now, they seemed to have lost their minds and fought desperately.

The elders supervising the competition from below the stage had already noticed something was wrong, but due to the rules of the competition, they could only offer a warning and could not go up on stage to stop it.

Now that one person had been killed and another seriously injured, the elder who had been supervising the competition immediately rushed onto the battle platform, snatched the knife from the disciple's hand, and prevented him from going berserk and continuing to hurt people.

On the stands, the senior executives from both the South and North campuses also looked solemn.

Every year, there are serious injuries in the new disciple competitions, and occasionally there are even deaths. However, most of these incidents occur in the battles for the top five, and the previous few times that resulted in deaths were battles between disciples from the South Academy and disciples from the North Academy.

Unexpectedly, this time it was two disciples from the Southern Academy who killed each other.

Cui Mang, sitting next to the Prince of Zhenbei, looked rather grim.

However, those in higher positions who had just witnessed the battle could see that the disciple who had accidentally killed someone on the battle stage had also been nearly killed by the opponent several times.

According to the competition rules, one is responsible for their own life and death on the battle stage, and this disciple did not violate the rules.

"In this round, Wu Tang from the South Campus Team 1 wins!"

As the elder on the stage announced the result with a blank expression, the disciples watching below the stage did not make any more noise.

After all, someone had died, so it looked particularly bloody.

At this moment, the other disciples who were going to compete on stage later all looked extremely solemn upon seeing this scene.

Some people even started to hesitate, wondering whether they should really risk their lives later.

Nightingale stared at the bloody headless corpse, her face deathly pale. She gripped Luo Qingfeng's sleeve tightly with one hand, her lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something but dared not speak.

Luo Qingfeng knew her worries and gently comforted her, "It's okay. If I can't beat you, I'll just admit defeat. I won't abandon you."

Dong Miaomiao immediately leaned forward and said, "Sir, there's me too, and your sister-in-law, and Xiaomei and Xiaotao too."

At that moment, his name was suddenly called from the central battle platform: "Next round, Yuan Xiao from the South Academy Team Two, versus Luo Qingfeng from the North Academy Team One!"

The nightingale trembled slightly.

Luo Qingfeng offered a few more words of comfort before walking onto the battle stage.

Yuan Xiao, dressed in a blue outfit, strode onto the battle platform, then turned around and looked down at him from above.

At the same time, the gazes of the Prince of Zhenbei and others in the stands also turned over.

Yuan Tong, who was standing not far away, also narrowed his eyes.

Luo Qingfeng stepped onto the battle platform and stood opposite Yuan Xiao.

After verifying the identities of the two participants, the elder in charge of supervising the competition announced the start of the competition and then stepped down from the battle platform.

The formation was activated, and a thin barrier lit up around the battle platform to prevent the aftershocks of the two fighters' moves from spreading out and injuring others below the platform.

At this moment, high in the sky, the sun had already sunk to the west.

On the other two battle platforms, the disciples who were competing were also ready.

This should be the last match of the day.

Therefore, at this moment, everyone's eyes in the square were focused on these three battle platforms.

On the high stands, the Prince of Zhenbei and his entourage were naturally most focused on the battle arena in the center.

"That disciple from the Southern Academy must be at the eighth level of the Open Heaven Realm, right? I just saw him sparring; his swordsmanship was superb, and his strength is quite impressive. This round will probably reveal the young man's true strength."

Prince Zhenbei, Wanyan Xiong, spoke.

Cui Mang, standing to the side, replied, "This disciple is named Yuan Xiao. He is the nephew of Elder Yuan of the Earth Rank Department in our Southern Academy. He is indeed at the eighth level of the Open Heaven Realm. His innate divine ability is the sword technique [Storm], and he is also one of the best among this year's new disciples."

Wanyan Xiong laughed and joked, "So you got into your Southern Academy through real ability, huh?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Mang's heart skipped a beat, but he forced a smile and said, "Indeed, it's based on real skill."

He then added, "Our Southern Academy has always only considered talent and ability when recruiting disciples. Even if he has connections with the Yuan family, we will never accept him if he lacks talent."

Xu Liao, on the other side, sneered: "Luo Qingfeng on the stage, is he the one your Southern Academy claims has no talent?"

Cui Mang looked at the stage, paused for a moment, and said, "Whether he's capable or not, we'll know in this round. If he really did use pills to forcibly squeeze out all his potential to advance, our Southern Academy certainly won't accept him."

Xu Liao snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Meanwhile, battles had already begun on the other two battlefields.

On the central battle platform, Luo Qingfeng and Yuan Xiao remained standing in place, not launching an immediate attack.

However, many people could see that the two were rapidly accumulating power, seemingly preparing to unleash their ultimate moves right from the start.

Yuan Xiao held a four-foot-long silver slender knife in his hand, its blade gleaming with a cold light, and green ripples rapidly gathering on it.

Luo Qingfeng clenched his fists, with red light swirling around them, as if flames were rising from them.

Yuan Xiao suddenly spoke up with a cold laugh: "Luo Qingfeng, you're really lucky with women. You've managed to steal away the most beautiful female disciple in our Southern Academy's Human Rank Department. But don't be too smug. With your background and strength, you're not good enough for her. I'll take care of her for you."

He wanted to completely enrage the boy and make him lose his mind.

Only in this way could he kill him cleanly and efficiently without arousing suspicion!

"I heard she also has a mute younger sister..."

Yuan Xiao gripped the knife and walked forward step by step, still uttering words that would provoke the other party, while his star power rapidly accumulated into the knife in his hand.

"I just saw that little girl too, tsk tsk, she's really pretty. Although she doesn't have as good a figure as her sister, she's petite and cute, with a unique... um?"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly found himself frozen in place, unable to move!

As if bound by something, even the star power within him suddenly stopped!

He couldn't even blink!

This shock was truly terrifying!

He struggled desperately in terror, but to no avail.

Just then, the boy in front of him disappeared, and then a huge fist flashing with fist energy slammed into his mouth!

"boom!"

It was as if a huge iron hammer had slammed down heavily on his mouth!

With a loud bang, he was sent flying.

A tremendous pain struck him, and he felt his vision go black, almost fainting. The precious sword slipped from his hand, and then he crashed heavily to the ground with a thud.

Fear and anger swept over them!

He froze on the ground for a few seconds, then, enduring the excruciating pain, jumped up. He then involuntarily opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood and a mouthful of teeth…

His cheeks were sunken, his mouth was split open, and even his tongue was broken off...

Blood spilled from his mouth, his vision went black, and he stood there for a few seconds, opening his bloody mouth as if to speak, but he seemed to have suddenly become mute, unable to utter a single word.

At that moment, he was somewhat bewildered.

Not only was he stunned, but the disciples watching the battle below the platform, and even the Zhenbei King and the high-ranking members of the South and North Courtyards on the platform, were all somewhat stunned at this moment.

A disciple at the eighth level of the Open Heaven Realm, who was holding a sword and walking confidently step by step just a second ago, was expected to have a spectacular battle, but... he was sent flying the next second?

"This young man... his incredible abilities just now..."

Prince Zhenbei, Wanyan Xiong, had a look of utter surprise on his face.

At this moment, on the battle stage, Luo Qingfeng clenched his fist and asked, "Senior Brother Yuan, are you admitting defeat?"

Yuan Xiao stared at him with his mouth full of blood, his mouth agape, "without uttering a sound."

The next second, Luo Qingfeng was in front of him again, his fist, which was full of power, suddenly became even bigger and bigger, and then with a "boom", it smashed into his face with even more terrifying force!

"stop!"

Seeing this from the stands, Yuan Tong, in his anxiety and panic, disregarded the rules of the competition and hurriedly tried to stop it.

However, it was too late.

Stunned and shattered by the punch, Yuan Xiao was powerless to resist. He watched helplessly as the fist, carrying terrifying power, magnified in his pupils and then landed on his face.

Then, with a "crack," his entire facial bones collapsed and shattered.

Then, his entire head exploded like a watermelon struck by a hammer, with a crisp sound.

Brain matter and blood, bones and flesh, splattered everywhere.

Blood spurted from the neck of the headless corpse, which flew away as lightly as a leaf, then crashed to the ground, dragging its blood trail forward for a distance before finally falling silent.

The battle is over.

One punch to stun, one punch to kill...

All around the battle platform and on the stands, there was complete silence at this moment.

Even the disciples watching from the two battle platforms next to them were now looking in this direction, their mouths agape, speechless with astonishment.

Liang Feng and the other new disciples from the North Campus Team 1 stood there dumbfounded, completely silent.

Yangmei stood there, frozen in place, as if she were a wooden statue.

At this moment, the once noisy and bustling venue suddenly became eerily silent.

On the other two battle platforms, the four disciples who were engaged in fierce combat also stopped, looking bewildered.

(End of this chapter)