Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 198 Fire against Fire!

The results are in.

The light from the knife in Luo Qingfeng's hand faded.

The blade that had grown from the blade's edge quickly disappeared, and the entire blade soon returned to its original rusty and chipped appearance.

The two halves of the corpse on the ground were still twitching, blood and internal organs flowing all over the ground.

The strong stench of blood permeated the entire battle arena.

Elder Mei Changqing from the main academy stepped onto the battle platform, gave the young man before him a meaningful look, and announced: "In this round, Luo Qingfeng, a disciple from the North Academy's team, wins and advances to the top three!"

The formation was removed.

Below the battle platform, the disciples of the Northern Academy erupted in excited cheers.

Liang Feng and the others raised their fists and shouted excitedly.

Dong Miaomiao cheered excitedly, her voice especially clear and loud.

On the stands, the faces of the high-ranking officials of the South Academy were all extremely grim.

Vice Dean Cui Mang's eye muscles twitched incessantly, and his sharp and terrifying gaze made Sun Changshan, Shangguan Ming, and the others below feel as if they had thorns in their backs, and they couldn't help but tremble.

The disciple who was rejected by their Southern Academy actually made it into the top three!

Moreover, he killed two elite disciples from the South Academy in front of the North Academy, the Prince of Zhenbei, and the guests from the main academy, thus securing a place in the top three!

One of the disciples was already confirmed to be a genius disciple who could directly enter the genius team!

That was quite a slap in the face!

Cui Mang's lips trembled uncontrollably, and his old face, which had been trying its best to control its emotions, turned ashen.

At this moment, an elder from the Yuan family suddenly stepped forward, his face full of anger as he cupped his hands and said, "Dean, esteemed elders of the law enforcement, that brat from the North Courtyard deliberately committed murder, killing two members of my Yuan family! I beg you all to do justice for my son!"

Cui Mang looked down, as if he hadn't heard what he said.

The several law enforcement elders of the South Courtyard remained expressionless and silent.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Xu Liao, standing to the side, couldn't help but sneer, "Yuan Kui, you really have no shame. Do you think we can't see through the true nature of your Yuan family and what you're up to? In this round, your Yuan family even took the Qiankun Cauldron, wasn't it all just to kill this disciple of my Northern Academy? Too bad, your wishful thinking has backfired."

Yuan Wei, his face contorted with rage, said, "Dean Xu, please don't make baseless accusations! My Yuan family competes fairly and squarely. Where did you get the idea that any of my family members intended to kill any of your Northern Academy disciples?"

At this moment, Prince Zhenbei, Wanyan Xiong, suddenly spoke up: "Elder Yuan, since this is a competition to be conducted in a proper manner, the rules must be followed. The competition is being hosted and supervised by several elders from the main academy. Since they haven't spoken, it means that this competition hasn't violated the rules, doesn't it?"

When Yuan Wei heard the Prince of Zhenbei speak, he felt a pang of guilt. Just as he was about to speak, Cui Mang, who had been silent all along, suddenly looked at him and said coldly, "Elder Yuan, if you've lost, you've lost. Go down."

Yuan Wei's facial muscles twitched a few times, and he didn't dare to say another word, bowing his head and retreating.

Cui Mang suddenly sighed and cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the Prince of Zhenbei beside him: "I'm sorry to have made you laugh at me, Your Highness."

Wanyan Xiong smiled and waved his hand: "Dean Cui, don't worry about it, just watch the competition."

At this moment, the third round of the match on the battle platform had already begun.

The wolf painting in the south courtyard contrasts with the flames in the north courtyard.

One was a burly, fierce-looking young man from another country, and the other was a tall, domineering young woman from another country.

Without exchanging any pleasantries, the two immediately began fighting.

At this moment, Luo Qingfeng, supported by several people from the North Courtyard, entered a nearby tent to begin treating his injuries.

A silver-haired youth dressed in a gray-white robe used the [Repair] supernatural power, and in no time, all the wounds on his body were healed.

This silver-haired youth is named Liaoge. He is a disciple of the Heavenly Rank Department and possesses the innate supernatural ability [Repair], which can repair most wounds, even some fatal ones.

When Luo Qingfeng stepped off the battle platform, his fists were a bloody mess, with the bones even showing. But miraculously, the damaged flesh had completely healed.

"Your muscles and bones are well-trained, and your constitution is extraordinary, so the recovery is not difficult. If it were someone else, it would probably take two days to recover in the same way."

Liaoge stopped practicing his technique and praised him gently.

Luo Qingfeng quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Senior Brother Liao."

Liao Ge smiled slightly, took out two more pills from the porcelain bottle, and handed them to him, saying, "These were just sent by the vice dean. Take them, and your star power will recover quickly. You should be fine going back on stage for the competition later."

Luo Qingfeng quickly took it, thanked him again, and then eagerly put it in his mouth and swallowed it.

He has now entered the top three, and there will definitely be even more intense battles later. At this time, he naturally needs to seize the time to recover his star power.

Liao Ge stared at him for a few more moments, then asked curiously, "Junior Brother Luo's sword just now... it was truly extraordinary. I've seen many magical artifacts, but this is the first time I've ever seen a sword like Junior Brother Luo's. Was that sword already broken before?"

Luo Qingfeng nodded: "That's how it was before."

Of course, "before" refers to the time when he saw the knife; as for the knife's initial condition, he naturally didn't know.

Liaoge nodded, didn't ask any further questions, glanced at the door, stood up, and smiled, "Are those Junior Brother Luo's family outside?"

As he spoke, he walked to the door, lifted the curtain and looked outside, saying, "You can go in and take a look, but you can't stay too long. Junior Brother Luo still has to go on stage for a competition later."

"Um."

Someone outside answered.

Liaoge glanced at the three people outside and walked out.

Nightingale immediately led A-Ya and Dong Miaomiao in. As soon as Dong Miaomiao entered, she said with a mournful face, "Teacher, you've suffered so much! I feel so sorry for you. Your hands are all in such a state. You can't hit students anymore, hee... Huh?"

The little girl stared wide-eyed at his suddenly unharmed hands: "Sir, your hands..."

Luo Qingfeng rubbed his hands together and said, "It's all better now. Don't worry, I can still beat you up in the future."

Dong Miaomiao: "..."

Nightingale chuckled, walked over, and stared at his hands for a few moments before saying, "That person is from your Northern Academy's Heavenly Rank Department, right? His [Repair] ability is truly impressive. When our captain suffered a fatal injury, it was our Southern Academy's elder with the [Repair] ability who saved him. Are you alright elsewhere?"

Luo Qingfeng asked in a low voice, "What aspects are you concerned about, Sister Nightingale?"

Nightingale was about to speak when she saw the half-smile in his eyes and immediately understood. Her cheeks flushed, she spat and rolled her eyes at him.

Luo Qingfeng smiled and said, "It's all good, everything is fine."

Nightingale snorted and frowned slightly, saying, "Don't get cocky, there's still a tough battle ahead. You should rest well, we won't bother you anymore. We'll go check out the moves of those two on stage first, and then..."

Before he could finish speaking, a deafening cheer suddenly erupted from outside.

Upon hearing the sound, Dong Miaomiao was the first to run out. Just as Nightingale was about to leave, Dong Miaomiao's little head poked back in through the curtain, her face beaming with excitement. "Sir, your red-haired senior sister won!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingfeng also stood up from his chair and walked out.

When he came outside, he found that the disciples in the North Courtyard were all shouting excitedly.

"Fire Sister is awesome!"

"Fire Sister is so cool!"

Meanwhile, the disciples of the Southern Academy all fell silent.

On the battle stage, Huo Man, with her long, fiery red hair and wearing a bright red outfit, stood tall, beautiful, and domineering. The flames on her fists had just been extinguished, and she exuded a domineering and imposing aura.

Opposite her, the disciple named Lang Tu was lying on the ground, his whole body charred black, his clothes burned to a crisp, his skin severely burned, and black breath coming out of his nose and mouth. He looked extremely miserable.

As soon as Luo Qingfeng's gaze fell on the battle stage, Huo Man's domineering blue eyes immediately locked onto him, and then she raised her chin slightly, her face full of smugness.

"In this round, Firevine, a disciple from the North Campus Team Two, wins! She advances to the top three!"

Mei Changqing stepped onto the battle platform and announced the results.

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers once again.

In the stands, the senior executives of the North Campus also had smiles on their faces.

In previous years, the North Academy was always outmatched by the South Academy in the annual new disciple competition, with the South Academy consistently taking the top three spots. This year, the North Academy suddenly had two students in the top three, which was a great relief for them.

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of the Southern Academy's leaders and disciples varied.

As the vice dean of the South Campus, Cui Mang tried his best to control the changes in his emotions, but others were not so easy to control.

The disciples of the Southern Academy, in particular, were all disappointed and frustrated, and some even couldn't help but curse.

"Useless! The new disciples are all a bunch of useless trash! They actually lost to the North Academy!"

"Back in the day, we beat those guys from the North Campus to a pulp..."

"Oh, how embarrassing."

"Only Junior Sister Shangguan made it into the top three. If Junior Sister Shangguan doesn't get first place this time, the glory that our South Academy has accumulated over the years will be completely ruined by these guys."

Huo Man stepped down from the battle platform and went into the tent next to it to begin healing his wounds and taking pills to restore his strength.

The noise outside was exceptionally loud.

About half an incense stick's time later, Huo Man walked out of the tent, looking radiant and still exuding an imposing aura. Wherever he went, none of the disciples dared to look him in the eye.

She walked straight to Luo Qingfeng, patted him on the shoulder, and asked with a slight smile, "Hey, is your senior sister amazing?"

Luo Qingfeng ignored her.

Huo Man didn't take it to heart: "You're quite capable too, no wonder you're the man I, Huo Man, have chosen. But you're still a little bit inferior to me. If you run into me on the battle stage later, you'd better watch out, I won't hold back."

At this moment, Elder Mei called out the names of the three people from the battle platform.

The two immediately stepped onto the battle platform.

The girl named Shangguan Yunfei also walked up with her head down.

"We will now begin the draw. The top three will be drawn, and the two who are paired with each other will begin the first round of competition. The remaining person will continue to wait. The winner of the first round will then face the remaining person in the second round. If the winner of the first round wins again, that person will be number one. If the remaining disciple wins, then the disciple who lost the first round can challenge them, and the winner will claim first place..."

Elder Mei began to explain in detail the rules for competing for the top three positions.

According to the rules, the three disciples ranked fourth, fifth, and sixth were also qualified to challenge the top three, but since Yuan Zhiyuan was already dead, the remaining two simply gave up.

Therefore, the top three have been determined.

The three are now vying for a top-three ranking.

After Elder Mei finished speaking, the three of them walked to a corner of the battle platform and began drawing lots under the supervision of the senior members of the South Courtyard, North Courtyard, and the main courtyard.

Shangguan Yunfei drew first, followed by Luo Qingfeng, and the last one was Huo Man.

After the three drew their lots, they all handed them to Elder Mei in front of them.

Under the supervision of others, Elder Mei tore off the seal and began to announce the results.

Coincidentally, Luo Qingfeng and Huo Man both drew each other's names.

Shangguan Yunfei drew her own name.

Elder Mei immediately announced: "In the next round, Luo Qingfeng, a disciple from the North Academy's Team One, will face Huo Man, a disciple from the North Academy's Team Two!"

The man and woman standing next to him looked at each other.

Huo Man raised her chin slightly, raised her fist at someone, her face full of joy and provocation. Her beautiful blue eyes were filled with fighting spirit, as if to say: I've been waiting for you for a long time. Now we can finally have a three-hundred-round battle! I'll make you beg for mercy on your knees!

Luo Qingfeng secretly pondered how to deal with the girl.

Elder Mei and Shangguan Yunfei stepped down from the battle platform.

Below the battle platform, the disciples raised their fists in support, some shouting Luo Qingfeng's name, and others shouting Huo Man's name.

Of course, there were many more disciples who supported this beautiful girl from a foreign land; even the male disciples from the South Academy were cheering her on.

「你答应娶我，待会儿我就少揍你几下，免得你在这幺多人面前丢人，怎幺样？」

On the battle platform, Huo Man clenched his fist and said with an arrogant expression.

Luo Qingfeng clenched his fist and said, "You promised not to let me marry you, so I'll go easy on you later, okay? You saw it yourself, everyone who fought me was killed by me, and their deaths were all extremely gruesome. Senior Sister Huo, you don't want your father and mother to never see you again, do you?"

Enraged, Huo Man punched him in the face with a resounding boom. Flames roared from his blue pupils, igniting his fist as well. He roared, "I'll disfigure you! So you'll only be able to marry me from now on!"

(End of this chapter)