Chapter 957 - I Admitted Defeat (1/2)
After You Wanren’s momentum was fully unleashed, You Wanren said to Murong Jinghong, “Draw your sword.”
Murong Jinghong shook her head. “To deal with you, there is no need to draw my sword.”
She did not choose to use the Jinghong Sword. This was the competition within the academy, not a life-and-death fight. The Jinghong Sword was too sharp. Once she failed to control it well, her opponent would either die or be injured.
On the other hand, she had her own pride. Since the other party was unarmed, she did not want to take advantage of him in terms of weapons.
You Wanren was overjoyed. In fact, he just wanted to provoke Murong Jinghong. Both of them had the same cultivation. If Murong Jinghong used the Jinghong Sword, he would inevitably be at a disadvantage.
“Ice Soul Divine Fist!”
Murong Jinghong threw a punch. Immediately, the temperature of the entire arena dropped by dozens of degrees. The students who were spectating could feel the bitingly cold wind.
For a moment, the ground was covered with a thin layer of ice. A strong force swept away the snowflakes and suddenly rushed toward You Wanren. This was the power of a master at the stage of the Combination Realm.
“Raging Flame Palm!”
With a loud shout, You Wanren also threw a punch. The hot fist wind brought flames along with it and collided with the icy Qi of Murong Jinghong. Clouds of white mist appeared and covered the entire arena.
The Ice Soul Divine Fist and Raging Flame Palm were both common skills taught by teachers of the Tortoise Academy. However, when these two skills were used by them, the power was shocking.
After the two forces collided with each other, there was a muffled bang. Then, the strong wind blew away the fog. It allowed everyone to see the scene in the arena again.
Murong Jinghong and You Wanren were both in their original positions. They looked evenly matched. However, only they knew who was better.
You Wanren’s expression became more and more serious. He was at a disadvantage in the fight just now.
After a month of closed-door cultivation, he broke through the bottleneck of the final stage of the Voiding Realm through his own efforts and reached the early stage of the Combination Realm.
However, his method of breaking through was still weaker than that of Murong Jinghong.
Murong Jinghong took the Dragon Power Pill that had extremely powerful Spiritual Energy. What’s more, she cultivated on the seventh floor of the pagoda where the Spiritual Qi was much thicker than the outside.
Therefore, in this case, both of them had just broken through to the early stage of the Combination Realm but Murong Jinghong’s cultivation was slightly higher than his.
Next, the two of them fought again. This was the battle with the closest strength and the highest cultivation, so it was an extremely nail-biting contest. The onlookers thought it couldn’t have been more exciting.
Around them, the cheers were getting louder and louder.
For so many years of the competitions between the North and South Academies, the North Academy had lost five times in a row. Today, the students of the North Academy finally saw a chance to win. Therefore, their emotions surged and their cheers were deafening.
In the beginning, they were well-matched. However, as time went by, Murong Jinghong’s advantage became more and more obvious. She gradually gained the upper hand.
After fighting for more than an hour, Murong Jinghong seized an opportunity and threw a punch at You Wanren’s chest.
The punch from a person at the stage of the Combination Realm was power-packed. You Wanren immediately flew out of the arena like a bullet.
Fortunately, Murong Jinghong did not use all her strength in this round. She only knocked him out of the arena with this punch. Otherwise, he could have been seriously injured or dead.
You Wanren got up from the ground. He looked at Murong Jinghong in the arena, and then looked at Qin Haodong next to him. His eyes were full of unwillingness.
This defeat meant that he missed the chance to get the title of king. At the same time, he lost the opportunity to defeat Qin Haodong.
However, there was nothing that could be done. Strength was strength. Murong Jinghong’s strength was a little higher than his.
“Victory! Jinghong Fairy has finally won! Our North Academy has finally won!”
“Long live Jinghong Fairy! The North Academy will definitely win!”
“What’s so great about that? Isn’t it just a win? Our strongest Senior Sister Tu Jiaojiao hasn’t competed yet…”
Below the arena, the students of the North and South Academies argued with each other. They did not give in to each other.
On the arena, Hai Zhengming announced that Murong Jinghong had won this round. Then, the last student of the South Academy, Tu Jiaojiao, entered the arena.
Tu Jiaojiao was wearing a fiery-red robe today. It made her look even more attractive and eye-catching.
If Murong Jinghong was the Jinghong Fairy of the North Academy, then Tu Jiaojiao was the goddess of the South Academy, the idol of countless men.
Therefore, when she walked onto the arena, the students of the South Academy were very excited. They cheered for their goddess.
On the arena, the two looked at each other and smiled, without the expected anger.
Murong Jinghong said, “Sister Jiaojiao, we haven’t fought before. Let’s have a good fight today.”
Tu Jiaojiao said, “There is no suspense about the result of the competition now. Fighting really doesn’t make any sense.”
When the students around the arena heard this, they thought that it was Tu Jiaojiao’s pride and Tu Jiaojiao thought that she would defeat Murong Jinghong. But in fact, only the two people in the arena knew the real meaning.
Murong Jinghong said, “The result is not important. What’s important is the process. We still have to fight.”
Tu Jiaojiao made a hand gesture and said, “All right. Do it!”
“Sister Jiaojiao, be careful!” Murong Jinghong cried.