36: You all, let's go!

"Sword Sweeping Mountains and Rivers!"

"Cleaving Mountains and Splitting Seas!"

"Meteor Spear Strike!"

"Startled Swan Strike!"

"Earth-Shattering Mountain Collapse!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

...A series of explosions and the sound of clashing metal rang out continuously in the air. Wang Kai could be seen brandishing the greatsword in his hand, either attacking or defending, fighting desperately against his opponent.

And his opponent, the sturdy youth Zhou Shan, was also incredibly brave. The twelve-foot iron spear in his hand was like a nimble Flood Dragon.

Thrusting, lifting, smashing, or sweeping—every move and style was refined to the pinnacle, as if naturally formed and unending.

Under the sturdy youth's assault, Wang Kai initially countered him, but after just over a hundred moves, he was defending more and attacking less.

After two hundred moves, he was even more hard-pressed, looking as if he might be defeated at any moment.

Until it neared the three-hundredth move.

"Boom!"

A startling sonic boom rang out. In the Void Realm, the snow-white iron spear instantly pierced through the air like a meteor, carrying unparalleled speed and power as it struck a weak point on the greatsword.

Suddenly... "Clang!"

A deafening sound echoed in everyone's ears.

Under this single spear strike, the greatsword in Wang Kai's hand was actually blown away, flying for a full hundred meters before landing on the ground with a "clatter."

Wang Kai had lost!

"Roar! Roar! We won! We won!"

"Haha! I knew people from a small place wouldn't have much skill. They can't even beat a random Disciple from our Dongshan Martial Academy. And with this, they still want to enter our Dongshan Martial Academy to cultivate? Better go back and keep dreaming!"

"Hahaha, well said! You two should go home, wash up, and go to bed! Haha..."

...The Disciples all laughed wantonly, unafraid of Zhao Haihong's blame.

Because, first, as the Dean, it was impossible for Zhao Haihong to lower his status to blame a mere group of Disciples over such a small matter. After all, they hadn't accused Zhao Haihong of favoritism or triggered any matters of principle.

Second, the martial spirit was prevalent on the Nine Provinces Continent. Without strength, being looked down upon was perfectly normal.

Third, they were all fellow Disciples of the same generation as Lin Yi and Wang Kai, not martial arts teachers bullying the young. Now that they had won, what was wrong with a few words of mockery?

If Zhao Haihong or Zhao Haishan were to get angry because of this, it would instead make them seem petty.

On the other side... "I, I... lost!"

Seeing the greatsword in the distance and hearing the harsh mockery in his ears.

On the training field, Wang Kai's eyes were vacant, and a look of endless pain appeared on his face.

This defeat meant he no longer had any hope of entering the Dongshan Martial Academy to cultivate.

And without entering the Dongshan Martial Academy, he wouldn't be 100% guaranteed to enter the Heavenly Mountain Sect next year! He wouldn't be able to become a true powerhouse!

Furthermore, because of his defeat, he was now dragging down the entire Guangling Martial Academy. Lin Yi, the teachers from Guangling Martial Academy, and the Dean were all losing face along with him.

At this moment, Wang Kai felt like he was a sinner to the entire Guangling Martial Academy, and even the whole Guangling Prefecture!

"Don't panic!"

Just as Wang Kai's heart was filled with despair, a heavy palm suddenly patted his shoulder.

Wang Kai turned his head and saw that Lin Yi had suddenly come to his side at some point. He then grinned at him, revealing a row of white teeth:

"You lost! But don't you still have me? You aren't the only one who came from our Guangling Martial Academy today, and the honor of Guangling Martial Academy isn't yours alone to bear."

"Go back and rest well now. From here on, leave everything to me!"

"Lin Yi! You guy!"

Hearing Lin Yi's words, Wang Kai couldn't help but punch Lin Yi's chest. He felt a warmth in his heart, and a smile immediately appeared on his face:

"You're right! I'm not the only one who came from Guangling Martial Academy today. Your strength is much greater than mine."

"I've sparred with you for a month and a half, and even now, I still don't know what level your true strength has reached!"

"But one thing I'm sure of is that you're definitely enough to deal with them!"

"Go! Defeat them and show them the prowess of the Disciples from our Guangling Martial Academy!"

"Alright! I definitely won't let you down!"

Lin Yi nodded and smiled.

Then, when he turned back to face the group of Dongshan Martial Academy Disciples, the bright smile on his face suddenly vanished, turning as cold as frost.

Afterward, Lin Yi carried his saber and slowly walked to the center of the training field.

He then pointed his long saber at the dozen or so Dongshan Martial Academy Disciples who had mocked them the most and were currently drawing lots most eagerly, saying coldly:

"Enough! There's no need to draw lots!"

"You, you, and you..."

"All of you, come at me together!"