The most powerful system in the world of fantasy

The dark black blade light streaked across Sohu's body, its momentum undiminished as it flew towards the crowd watching below the arena.

The students and teachers watching felt such a terrifying attack coming towards them, immediately causing a commotion.

Wang Chengfeng stood up and flew into the air, his voice ringing in the ears of all the students and teachers watching:

"Don't panic, the arena has a protective device. Attacks that aren't at the Great Ascension Realm won't break through the arena's defenses."

Sure enough, when the dark black blade light attacked the edge of the arena, ripples appeared around the edge, as if it were covered by a shield.

The dark black blade light crashed into the ripples and dissipated after a few breaths.

After the dark black blade light dissipated, everyone's eyes turned to the arena.

Only Qin Buyi remained on the arena. Sohu's figure had long since disappeared.

Only a pool of blood remained in place, as if proving Sohu's existence.

Wang Chengfeng's eyes flashed with a trace of heartache and anger when he saw this scene.

The heartache was because Sohu's death meant that the Great Ming Academy's eight senior instructors would now only have seven.

The resources required to cultivate a Tribulation Realm cultivator were astronomical, but now that he was dead, how could Wang Chengfeng not be angry?

Qin Buyi stood on the arena, looked at Wang Chengfeng in mid-air, and said indifferently, "Dean Wang, can the result of this first battle be announced?"

Wang Chengfeng landed on the arena from mid-air with a bad expression and said, "The winner of the first battle is Qin Buyi."

At the same time, Wang Chengfeng transmitted his voice to Qin Buyi, "I didn't expect you to be so ruthless at such a young age. How is this different from the behavior of the Demonic Path?"

Qin Buyi was amused when he heard this, and looked at Wang Chengfeng with a strange expression as he transmitted his voice:

"Is it only okay for him to kill me, but not for me to kill him? Dean Wang, my eyes have been opened."

This also made Qin Buyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, recalling a saying circulating on Blue Star: When I reason with you, you act like a hooligan. When I act like a hooligan, you actually start reasoning with me.

Wang Chengfeng snorted coldly, ignored Qin Buyi, and said to everyone, "The second round of battle will begin in half an hour."

After speaking, Wang Chengfeng flew down from the arena and came to the side of the First Prince, Ying Ye.

After Wang Chengfeng finished speaking, a clamorous sound like a炸锅rang out below.

"Did I see it right just now? That Qin Buyi actually killed Instructor Sohu."

"I think this must be a dream. It's just too dreamy. How is it possible?"

"Instructor Sohu couldn't even withstand a single blade. A master of the early Tribulation Realm died just like that."

"Heh, where did the brother who bet that Qin Buyi couldn't last three rounds go?"

"From the beginning, I knew that the person named Qin Buyi could win. Would he dare to challenge three Tribulation Realm cultivators at the Re炼虚 Realm without having some tricks up his sleeve?"...

Listening to the students' and teachers' discussions, Wang Chengfeng's face turned from green to white.

He was the one who sent Sohu out, and now that he was dead on the arena, he had an inescapable relationship with it.

What made Wang Chengfeng most uncomfortable was the disappointed look on Ying Ye's face beside him.

Ying Ye: "Dean Wang, is this the guaranteed kill you told me about?"

Wang Chengfeng quickly explained, "First Prince, I made a mistake in employing people in the first round. In the second round, I will send out Sha Jian, who is in the late Tribulation Realm."

"This time, he will definitely kill Qin Buyi. Please rest assured, First Prince."

Ying Ye didn't continue to say anything about this matter, but instead looked at Qin Buyi on the arena, who didn't seem to have consumed much energy:

"Such a powerful and overbearing blade technique should have great side effects, but looking at him, it doesn't seem like he has any side effects."

"Can the Great Ming Academy's Three Lives Swordplay achieve this effect?"

Wang Chengfeng didn't dare to hide anything and shook his head, "Returning to the First Prince, after the last move of the Three Lives Swordplay is used, the user will at least be exhausted, and in severe cases, they will even lose their combat power."

Ying Ye asked with a calm expression, "Such an overbearing blade technique is right in front of you. Dean Wang, aren't you tempted?"

Hearing Ying Ye's question, Wang Chengfeng thoughtfully said, "First Prince, are you saying..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Ye interrupted, "Just understand it yourself. I hope that in the near future, the Great Ming Academy will have an additional overbearing blade technique."

Wang Chengfeng said, "This may not be easy to handle. He definitely won't hand over such a powerful blade technique willingly."

Ying Ye: "Then it depends on Dean Wang's methods. I only want the blade technique. I won't ask about anything else."

As soon as Wang Chengfeng heard this, he understood what Ying Ye meant and quickly said, "I understand. After Sha Jian kills him in the second round, I will immediately search his soul."...

Just as Wang Chengfeng and Ying Ye were talking, Qin Buyi's voice came from the arena, "First Prince, have you forgotten something?"

The expression on Ying Ye's face stiffened, and then he took out a spatial ring from his bosom and threw it to Qin Buyi, "It's just a mere forty million low-grade spirit stones. How could I go back on my word?"

Qin Buyi reached out and grabbed the spatial ring thrown over by Ying Ye, and his divine sense probed into it.

After counting them, there were exactly forty million low-grade spirit stones, not a single one less. Qin Buyi said, "Good, the First Prince is indeed a person who keeps his promises."

Qin Buyi left the arena and came to Ying Zhi's side.

Ying Zhi smiled when he saw Qin Buyi's face and said, "Congratulations, Brother Qin, on winning the first round."

After Qin Buyi won the first round, Ying Zhi saw the ugly expression on Wang Chengfeng's face.

And Ying Ye, who seemed calm on the surface but was actually hiding anger in his heart, felt as refreshed as drinking a glass of iced sour plum juice on a hot summer day.

Qin Buyi took out twenty million low-grade spirit stones and put them into the system storage space, handing the spatial ring with the remaining twenty million low-grade spirit stones to Ying Zhi, saying:

"Thank you, Brother Ying Zhi, for helping me out. If Brother Ying Zhi hadn't provided spirit stones as collateral, how would I have obtained such a huge sum of money?"

"Therefore, forty million low-grade spirit stones will be divided in half for Brother Ying Zhi."

Qin Buyi's hand was halfway extended when it was blocked by Ying Zhi.

Ying Zhi sincerely said, "Brother Qin, we have known each other for a while and are brothers, so there is no need to be so polite."

"Please take all of these spirit stones, Brother Qin, and don't decline any further."

Ying Zhi had a firm look on his face, and Qin Buyi had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

Ying Zhi continued to exhort, "Brother Qin, now that you have won the first battle, Wang Chengfeng will definitely not let you easily win the second battle. You must be careful!"

Qin Buyi: "Thank you for the reminder, Brother Ying Zhi. I will rest for a while to recover my strength."

Ying Zhi quickly said, "The first round of battle consumed a lot of physical strength. You should seize the time to recover your strength. I will protect Brother Qin."

Saying he would protect him was actually just sitting next to Qin Buyi, admiring the ugly expressions of Wang Chengfeng and Ying Ye in the distance.

Having confronted Ying Ye for a long time, Ying Zhi can be said to be the person who understands Ying Ye the most in the world, apart from Ying Ye himself.

"Ying Ye looks calm and composed now, but in reality, he must be about to explode with anger," Ying Zhi thought to himself with some secret joy.