91: The whole story

“They’ve collided, they’ve finally collided.”

“We can finally witness a battle between two top-tier teams.”

“Nine Heavens Academy and White Tiger Academy have successfully met. I wonder who will win?”

“If you ask me, Nine Heavens Academy has a higher chance of winning. They’ve always been incredibly mysterious, and their combat strength must not be weak.”

“White Tiger Academy isn’t to be trifled with either. I heard their students cultivate year-round with Geng Metal Qi, specializing in offense and slaughter. Their strength is by no means inferior.”

“Geng Metal Qi can match the Demon Abyss. They are all prodigies who have fought their way out of the Demon Abyss, so their strength is bound to be extraordinary.”

Everyone looked at the light screen above the Martial Arts Arena and discussed animatedly.

“What exactly does Nine Heavens Academy want to do?”

“Especially this guy, Pojun, has he been possessed by demonic energy?”

“Why can’t I see any demonic energy on him now?”

Prince Jiang Lin looked at Pojun, who was leading the group, narrowed his eyes, and a hint of solemnity appeared in them.

“Stop.”

“Pojun, long time no see.”

The leader of White Tiger Academy looked at Pojun in front of him, smiled slightly, and spoke softly.

“It’s been a year since we last parted.”

“Why are you still so useless?”

Pojun looked at the young man in front of him, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

“You dare to insult me?”

Upon hearing this, the guy clenched his fists, and a strong killing intent emerged in his eyes.

“I didn’t insult you; I merely stated a fact.”

“Still stuck at Five Revolutions now, if you’re not useless, then who is?”

Pojun sneered, his face full of contempt.

“You’re asking for death.”

Upon hearing this, the leader of White Tiger Academy exuded a terrifying killing aura, his body speed surged, and he lunged towards Pojun.

Pojun’s eyes revealed a hint of coldness at the sight.

A long spear radiated dazzling light, piercing through the air from afar.

“Not good!”

The young man from the White Tiger team felt the violent aura on the long spear and began to retreat rapidly.

His speed was fast, but the long spear’s speed was even faster.

Boom!

A terrifying sonic boom erupted as the long spear pierced through the chest of White Tiger Academy’s leader, blasting a large hole in his chest.

Bright red blood gushed out, and a hint of bewilderment appeared in his eyes.

How could the gap between the two of them be so vast?

This is impossible!

“Go to hell!”

Pojun’s eyes revealed a hint of killing intent. He leaped forward, directly appearing before the White Tiger team’s leader.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out as the head of White Tiger Academy’s leader was directly stomped, utterly dead.

“This is too weak!”

“Something’s wrong, why was he directly killed?”

“Yes, logically speaking, if a person dies, shouldn’t they be teleported out? Why hasn’t he been teleported yet?”

“Something has happened!”

“That, that leader of White Tiger Academy, he’s really dead.”

“How is this possible?”

The onlookers stared at the scene before them, their eyes filled with horror.

“Such a situation has occurred before. If a body in the exercise space isn’t teleported out, it means the person is already dead.”

“There’s a problem with the Martial Arts Arena.”

A middle-aged man stood up, a look of horror in his eyes.

This was no laughing matter.

“Immediately close all live broadcast channels and clear all spectators from the entire venue.”

Just then, Prince Jiang Lin’s voice resounded throughout the entire venue.

The guards began to clear the spectators from the arena, and all live broadcast channels were shut down.

“Nine Songs, you must give me an explanation for this matter. My disciple died just like that. What exactly do you want to do?”

The Dean of Baihu Academy was almost driven mad, roaring hysterically.

This leader was his closed-door disciple. Ever since this disciple joined the Academy, he had treated him like his own son, taking meticulous care of him.

Now that his “son” had died before his eyes, how could he swallow this bitter pill!

“I don’t know, I’m not quite sure. Even if Pojun has a heavier killing intent, he shouldn’t do such a thing.”

Nine Songs was truly wronged at this moment. A bewildered expression appeared on his face, as he couldn't comprehend the turn of events.

After the Hegemony Competition began, the space on the field changed.

“I know, I know what’s going on.”

Pojun must have been possessed by demonic energy, and not just him, but the other members of the team as well.

Prince Jiang Lin suddenly realized something, his expression subtly changed, and a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

“Your Royal Highness, please don’t keep us in suspense at this moment. What exactly happened?”

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions changed slightly, and they quickly asked.

“Was Nine Heavens Academy’s decision to start the Hegemony Competition at Pojun’s request?”

Prince Jiang Lin looked at Nine Songs in front of him and asked in a low voice.

“That’s right, Pojun made the request to me last night, and I had no objections.”

Nine Songs nodded, a clear hint of panic flashing across his face.

“Don’t forget, the members of the Nine Heavens team are constantly traveling within the Demon Abyss. Apart from those top experts outside the starry sky, they are the closest to the demon race.”

“I suspect they are acting on the orders of a certain devil god to eliminate the Meteor Empire’s vital forces.”

“Of course, their ultimate goal must be Su Bai. Don’t forget, Su Bai successfully sealed off a layer of the Demon Abyss and destroyed the devil god pillar of that layer of the Demon Abyss.”

Prince Jiang Lin’s words stirred up a massive wave in everyone’s hearts.

Thus, all the pieces fell into place.

“Prince Jiang Lin, what should we do now?”

“They are all in the Martial Arts Arena now, and we can’t intervene at all.”

“Yes, the sacrifice of any team is a loss to our entire empire.”

Everyone’s expressions changed slightly, and they quickly spoke.

“Wait a moment, I’ll think of a way.”

Prince Jiang Lin took a deep breath, looked at the screen not far away, and subconsciously clenched his fists.

These despicable and shameless guys deliberately did not block the image transmission. Their purpose was to make them watch the prodigies they had nurtured die one by one before their eyes.

“I heard something big happened inside, is it true or false?”

“It seems to be true. The leader of White Tiger Academy is dead, his head was crushed by a kick.”

“That’s impossible, who has such great ability to seal the Martial Arts Arena? Even a Nine Revolutions expert probably couldn’t do it.”

“It seems something big is about to happen.”

Those standing outside the grand arena were reluctant to leave, their gaze fixed on the center of the grand arena, a hint of faint worry in their eyes.

“I have a plan. You all wait here for a moment; I’ll be right back.”

Upon hearing this, Prince Jiang Lin’s figure suddenly disappeared, leaving the many deans on the high platform.