2582: C2582 Could It be That I Missed Something

C2582 Could It be That I Missed Something

At this moment, Mentor Jishang announced directly.

"In this match, Zhao Hee wins. If no one challenges him, then Zhao Hee will win."

Hearing Mentor Jishang say this, the outside of the martial arts arena became silent. No one dared to say anything out of the ordinary.

Everyone had already seen with their own eyes just a moment ago how Senior Brother Rong Leng Yue, a Tenth Level cultivation level, was beaten until he vomited blood in front of Zhao Hee and his junior brother.

Senior Brother Rong Leng could not even take a single move from Zhao Hee and his disciples. How could the other official disciples dare to challenge them? They were simply asking for a beating.

After saying this, about half a minute, no one went up on stage. Mentor Jishang then announced.

"Zhao Hee has obtained the first placing in the Ancient Battlefield Ruins."

Hearing Mentor Jishang's words, Er Pang did not care and left the martial ground in a flash.

Mentor Jishang, who was standing on the martial ground as the referee, continued to speak seriously.

"The second place in the Ancient Battlefield Ruins, the competition, will now begin!"

Just as Mentor Jishang finished this sentence, a disciple wearing a green robe flew directly to the martial ground and stood in the middle of it.

"Disciple Shaolin, Soul Level of the seventh step, ice attribute talent, contending for the position of Ancient Battlefield ruins …"

Before the green-robed young man on the martial ground finished his words, a commotion broke out outside the martial arena. Some people even started cursing.

"Shaolin, are you done yet? It's you again. You were the first to show your face in last round's competition."

"We can understand why you want to show your face in the name of your disciple, but aren't you being too thick-skinned?"

"Why is it this Shaolin again, is there no end to it?"

Towards the crowd's jeers and curses, the nominal disciple who was referred to as Shaolin was still as thick-skinned as ever.

As mentioned before, this grand competition was a great opportunity for nominal disciples.

This was because when they stood in the arena, the coaches would see them and remember them.

If one was lucky, they might be accepted as a direct disciple by a master.

Because of this, Shaolin ignored the crowd's angry curses and directly jumped onto the martial ground brazenly.

However, just as everyone was cursing and swearing, a figure suddenly leaped onto the martial ground.

Regardless of whether they were official disciples or honorary disciples, upon seeing the blue robed girl on the Martial Ground, all of them were stunned on the spot.

The reason for that was because the identity of this blue-clothed girl was truly too special. It was hard for people to forget her even if they wanted to.

After all, in these several hundred years, not a single Devil Human Clan Girl had entered the Infinite Magic Academy.

Seeing Devil Human Clan Girl in his blue robe, Shao Lin was stunned and hurried to respectfully greet him.

"Junior Sister Fei, I hope that you can be magnanimous and give us nominal disciples a chance to show their faces."

"Generally speaking, official disciples would only appear at the end of a competition like this …"

Without waiting for Shaolin to finish his words, a disapproving voice came from outside the martial arts arena.

"Cena, if this guy wants to talk nonsense, we'll kill him later."

Hearing the voices coming from outside the martial arena, many disciples and even the instructors were stunned.1

They were all focused on Devil Human Clan Girl just now, so they didn't notice who the person talking outside the martial arts arena was.

Cena, on the other hand, had a serious expression on her face when she heard the sound coming from outside the martial ground.

The person who spoke just now was Lee Jun. Cena listened to Lee Jun's orders and naturally did not hesitate.

"Disciple Fei Xini, Third King Level cultivation level, Spatial Inherent Skill, is the one who is fighting for the spots in the Ancient Battlefield Ruins."

Hearing Cena's words, many of the official disciples outside shouted loudly.

"Junior Sister Fei, teach this nameless disciple who doesn't know what's good for him a lesson."

"He's really too shameless, running onto the stage again and again, ruthlessly beating him up …"

Many official disciples loudly cheered when they saw that the people on the martial field were all official disciples of Cena.

The official disciples who were shouting quickly realized that something was amiss. Their cheering seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

With only a few official disciples cheering them on, they quickly noticed that the surrounding nominal disciples and official disciples were all dumbfounded.

Almost everyone's gazes were locked onto Fei Xini.

Furthermore, everyone's eyes were wide open and their mouths agape, showing a shocked expression.

The ones who were shouting were the disciples. They couldn't help but frown and think that they had missed something.

About thirty seconds later, he suddenly exclaimed. It was unknown if it was a disciple in name, an official disciple, or a teacher.

"What did she just say!?" Third King Level cultivation level, she says she is a Third King Level cultivation level! "

Hearing this cry of surprise, the outside of the martial arts arena burst into an uproar as all sorts of screams rang out.

"No, that's not possible. She's teasing us, right?"

"She must be joking with us, how is that possible, Third King Level cultivation level!"

"If she is a Third King Level cultivation level, then wouldn't she be the same as Zhao Hee and his junior brother just now?!"

"Infinite Magic Academy, how can two shocking geniuses appear at the same time! She must be joking! "

The crowd outside the martial arts arena discussed animatedly, but they were shocked to realize that Fei Xini seemed to be incomparably calm.

Recalling the scene with Er Pang, the crowd quickly fell into silence again.

Almost everyone, regardless of whether they were disciples or instructors, focused their gazes on Mentor Jishang.

It seemed as if they were waiting for Mentor Jishang to say something. The entire martial arts field instantly turned silent …

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