Chapter 220
“I… I’m just used to it…” Lin Tianyang said weakly. For some reason, he always felt a sense of helplessness when facing Lin Wanqiu, as if he were facing an elder in his family.
Not only him, but Lin Wanqiu also felt a sense of closeness when interacting with Lin Tianyang.
This feeling had nothing to do with romance; it was more akin to the bond between siblings.
At this moment, the match on the stage concluded.
Ye Ruoshui was defeated!
The supreme divine ability of the Sword Tomb, the Nine Swords of the Heavens, Jian Chen had already comprehended the second sword.
Even when he was almost driven to a desperate situation by Qi Mingdao, he did not use his strongest sword.
But when facing Ye Ruoshui, whose strength was less than half, Jian Chen went all out, just to win quickly!
Ye Ruoshui lost miserably. The blazing innate fire was extinguished by the river of sword energy. When she was teleported down from the stage, her body was covered in fine sword marks, her clothes almost dyed crimson, looking both tragic and disheveled.
This scene fell into Lin Wanqiu’s eyes, making her heart ache with anger!
“Damn Jian Chen!” she exclaimed, rushing over to hold Ye Ruoshui in her arms and quickly helping her heal.
“Ruoshui, how are you?”
“Big Sister Lin, I’m sorry… I lost…” Ye Ruoshui’s voice was choked with sobs, filled with sorrow.
“No, Ruoshui, you’ve done more than enough. It’s them who are too despicable. This matter won’t end here!”
“Mmm…”
Before she could finish, Ye Ruoshui’s breath suddenly faltered, and she fainted.
Lin Wanqiu quickly checked her condition and found that it was just exhaustion of energy, not a fundamental injury.
On the stage.
Jian Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the agitated spectators, a subtle curve forming at the corner of his mouth, carrying a hint of arrogance and disdain.
“A bunch of worthless fools, how dare they come to participate in the trial competition?”
Although the spectators couldn’t hear his voice, they could tell from his expression that it wasn’t anything good.
“These sacred lands and aristocratic families are really getting worse and worse!”
“I really want to crush this person!”
“We rogue cultivators finally had a genius capable of winning the championship, but these sacred lands and aristocratic families manipulated things behind the scenes. What kind of fairness is this?!”
“We rogue cultivators will never have a chance to rise!”
The rogue cultivators were filled with indignation, while the disciples of the sacred lands and aristocratic families watched coldly.
They had seen this kind of thing many times.
It was just some beggars venting their anger. After a while, they would go back to their usual business.
At this moment, a line of golden, shining text appeared on the Heavenly Mirror.
“The first place in this trial competition: Jian Chen!”
“Second place: Ye Ruoshui!”
“Third place…”
As the golden characters appeared, the barrier array on the arena was also withdrawn.
The three championship rewards descended from the Sky Patrol Mirror, flying towards Jian Chen.
Ye Ruoshui’s innate fire was almost extinguished, lying motionless in Lin Wanqiu’s arms, but her reward also flew down.
“Senior Brother Jian Chen, congratulations!”
“Congratulations to Senior Brother Jian Chen for winning the championship!”
Jian Chen smiled and cupped his hands in return.
People from the sacred land and aristocratic families all cupped their hands in congratulations.
As for the rogue cultivators, each remained silent, their faces gloomy.
The three championship rewards floated down, seemingly about to land in Jian Chen’s hands.
However.
At that moment, an unexpected change occurred!
A streak of light shot out from the void, traversing the crowd like a sea, and in an instant, it snatched away the rewards.
“Who is it?!”
“Who dares?!”
The crowd was astonished.
But no one rashly made a move, because once someone attacked in the trial grounds, they would be forcibly teleported away.
As for why the Sky Patrol Mirror did not punish the treasure snatcher, it was probably because there was no precedent before.
In the next moment, that streak of light disappeared into the crowd like a tide, vanishing without a trace.
“What on earth is going on?!”
“Who is so bold! They dare to snatch Senior Brother Jian Chen’s prize!”
“You rogue cultivators, have you grown tired of living?!”
The disciples of the Sword Tomb harshly rebuked. If they were not in the trial grounds, there was no doubt they would have already attacked and slaughtered the rogue cultivators without hesitation.
“That person just now seemed to have a treasure that concealed their aura, making it impossible to detect their true presence!”
Jian Chen’s expression was grim. The championship reward was provided by the Sword Tomb and was supposed to be his. Now, a rogue cultivator had appeared out of nowhere and taken his treasure. How could he swallow this anger!
“Which rogue cultivator took Senior Brother Jian Chen’s treasure? Hand it over immediately, or even if you leave the trial grounds, you will all die!”
One of the Sword Tomb disciples coldly shouted.
However.
No matter how they threatened or pressured, no one responded.
The previously agitated rogue cultivators suddenly seemed to have become mute.
“Speak up! As long as you hand over the treasure snatcher, the Sword Tomb will let bygones be bygones!”
That Sword Tomb disciple felt an ominous premonition and immediately added.
However.
It was too late.
The moment his words fell.
Bang!
A dull thud echoed.
A razor-sharp spear pierced his chest with brutal force, pinning him to the edge of the arena.
Blood splattered everywhere!
A burly and towering cultivator, without using any spiritual power, suddenly charged out from the crowd, wielding his spear with unexpected ferocity, and impaled a disciple of the Sword Tomb in a single strike!
The Sword Tomb disciple’s eyes widened in disbelief, as if he couldn’t fathom such a turn of events.
His head tilted back, and he fell stiffly to the ground, his eyes still filled with resentment and indignation.
“Ah!”
“How dare you!”
Another Sword Tomb disciple instinctively drew his sword, unleashing a surge of sword energy.
The burly man also mobilized his spiritual power, raising his spear to defend.
In the next moment, both were teleported out of the trial grounds.
The sudden incident was like a spark igniting a powder keg, instantly turning the once peaceful trial grounds into chaos.
“Heaven and earth are impartial, yet you act as if you are supreme, bullying us rogue cultivators at will. Today will be your end!”
“A bunch of beggars, not even worth the dirt beneath our feet. What right do you have to challenge us?”
“Enough talk, kill them!”
“Let’s attack together! At worst, we’ll be teleported out!”
In the blink of an eye.
Figures soared into the air, blades and swords clashing, and a wave of killing intent surged forth, charging toward the disciples of the sacred families.
Although these rogue cultivators lacked the deep foundations of the sacred families, each of them was a genuine Spirit Seed Realm cultivator. They were no pushovers, having come to participate in the entrance trials of the Holy Academy. Even if they were no match for the sacred family disciples one-on-one, their sheer numbers gave them the advantage—ten against one, they could still prevail.
“Seeking death!”
The disciples of the sacred families looked grim. They, too, refrained from using spiritual power, wanting to teach these beggarly rogue cultivators a lesson.
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