96: Is there no one left in the Great Sage Academy?

Feng Xinzhi and Bu Qingfei, on the other side, also simultaneously looked at Ye Kong.

In their hearts, they also considered Ye Kong a strong competitor.

Soon, all matches in Group A concluded.

The participants of Group B then stepped up to begin their matches.

Duanmu Han, Bu Qingfei, and Feng Xinzhi all drew number plates marked 'B'.

However, they did not face each other early on, but instead encountered other True Disciples.

The True Disciples opposite them all felt somewhat unlucky.

In fact, Duanmu Han's opponent was Chang Yiming, ranked eighth in Great Sage Academy.

Their relationship was usually quite good.

However, this was the Three Prefecture Tournament, so there was naturally no room for holding back.

Within a few moves, Duanmu Han forced Chang Yiming to retreat steadily, pushing him all the way to the edge of the arena.

At this moment, Chang Yiming cupped his hands and said, “Alright, I concede. I know I’m not your opponent.”

Although Chang Yiming was unwilling, he clearly knew he was no match for Duanmu Han.

Moreover, he could sense that Duanmu Han had not used his full strength when fighting him.

Even so, he was still suppressed, and continuing the fight would be meaningless.

Subsequently, Chang Yiming stepped down from the arena.

The middle-aged man hosting the match also announced, “Group B, first match, Duanmu Han wins.”

The results on the other two sides were also self-evident; Feng Xinzhi and the other easily defeated their opponents.

This also made it clear to everyone that the strength of Feng Xinzhi and the others was a notch above that of other True Disciples.

After the three resolved their opponents, they exchanged glances.

However, this time, the gazes of Bu Qingfei and Duanmu Han were both directed at Feng Xinzhi.

Because they felt from the previous battle that Feng Xinzhi’s strength seemed to have advanced further, and they wondered if it was their imagination.

Feng Xinzhi noticed that Duanmu Han and the other had sensed it, but he didn’t care, a cold smile playing on his lips.

This time, he was determined to win first place in the Three Prefecture Tournament.

After the three finished their matches, the fourth match of Group B also concluded.

Subsequently, the middle-aged host announced the start of Group C’s matches.

The eight contestants in Group C were roughly evenly matched in strength.

It took nearly half an hour of fighting for the four matches in Group C to finally conclude.

With the first round of matches completely finished, the original 32 individuals were reduced to 16.

“Old Dai, you two, who do you think among your academy’s Disciples will win first place in this Three Prefecture Tournament?”

Shangguan Yun asked the three.

“Of course, it’s Feng Xinzhi from Zhan Tian Academy. His sword technique has an Aura of unrivaled dominance. First place this time will likely go to Zhan Tian Academy,” Chao Jiao said with a smile.

Zhang Defei didn’t fall for that; he knew very well that Chao Jiao was feigning weakness and simultaneously trying to overpraise his own academy.

“Academy Head Chao, you’re too modest. Bu Qingfei from your Southern Wilderness Academy.

His spear technique is truly extraordinary. I think the first place in this Three Prefecture Tournament will definitely be his.”

Zhang Defei also said slowly.

Dai Ruifan, who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, did not participate in their argument at all.

“I think, both of you, stop being so modest. The three True Disciples from the three great academies are all top-tier.

I think all of them have a chance to become the Divine Son this time. It just depends on which of the three can achieve the final victory?”

Duan Qingyun said, looking at the 16 advancing contestants.

At this moment, Liang Hongzhen, who had been hosting the matches, also announced, “The second round of the Three Prefecture Tournament officially begins. Everyone, come up to draw lots.”

As Liang Hongzhen’s words ended, Bu Qingfei and the 16 others stepped forward to draw lots.

This time, there were still eight people per match, but this time they were divided into two matches.

Ye Kong looked at his number plate, which was B1, meaning he was in the second match.

Wang Wentu looked at his number plate, which read A1. He no longer dared to trouble Ye Kong much.

Seeing that his number plate was A, he felt a bit relieved.

However, when he saw that his opponent was actually Feng Xinzhi, a hint of worry appeared on his face for a moment.

Nevertheless, as a Genius, Wang Wentu also had his pride; he didn’t think he would necessarily lose to Feng Xinzhi.

Feng Xinzhi, on the other side of the arena, saw that his opponent was merely a fellow ranked ninth in Great Sage Academy.

His eyes were filled with disdain; in his eyes, his only opponents were Bu Qingfei and Duanmu Han.

In fact, after his strength had advanced further, he even held Duanmu Han and the other in some contempt.

“Feng Xinzhi, what does that expression mean? Do you think you’re sure to win against me?”

Wang Wentu looked at Feng Xinzhi with an angry expression.

“Otherwise? With a good-for-nothing like you, you don’t even have the qualifications to make me use my full strength.

Among your Great Sage Academy, only Duanmu Han is somewhat challenging.” Feng Xinzhi’s tone was full of mockery.

“Feng Xinzhi, you’re courting death!”

Wang Wentu had never been so mocked before.

He held his precious sword, erupting with powerful strength, and charged straight up.

Seeing this, Feng Xinzhi’s eyes were filled with disdain, and a powerful fire-element True Qi burst forth.

In an instant, “Clang!”

The sound of weapons clashing rang out, and with just one move.

Wang Wentu was forced to retreat.

Seeing this, Wang Wentu felt it was unbelievable.

“Useless!”

Following Feng Xinzhi’s mocking remark, a flash of saber light appeared.

Wang Wentu fell to the ground in pain, unable to believe that he couldn’t even withstand Feng Xinzhi’s second move.

Feng Xinzhi, who had easily dealt with Wang Wentu, exuded a powerful Aura.

He raised his precious saber, pointing it arrogantly and dominantly in the direction of Great Sage Academy.

“Your Great Sage Academy is sure to lose this time. I don’t think there’s any need to go through match after match, wasting time.

Does anyone from your Great Sage Academy dare to come up and fight me?”

Liang Hongzhen looked at Feng Xinzhi in this manner, then turned to look at Shangguan Yun.

Shangguan Yun waved his hand, signaling him not to interfere!

On the Great Sage Academy’s side, hearing Feng Xinzhi’s arrogant words, they were immediately filled with anger.

But then, thinking of Feng Xinzhi’s powerful strength, if they went up, the result might be no different from Wang Wentu’s.

Duanmu Han was also hesitating at this moment. He had originally thought that Wang Wentu might be able to gauge how much Feng Xinzhi’s strength had increased.

As a result, he was instantly defeated in less than two moves. For a moment, Duanmu Han was hesitating whether to go up.

Or should he wait for someone else to test Feng Xinzhi’s strength first.

“What? Is no one from your Great Sage Academy truly daring enough to come up?”

Feng Xinzhi said to the Great Sage Academy crowd with a mocking expression.

At this moment, Ye Kong slowly stepped forward.