312: Chapter 312 Where's Brother Jiang? Where's my Brother Jiang?

"Quick, search! See who is missing!!!" Principal Pang Ban's eyes were red with anxiety, his voice so loud that the entire plaza could hear him.

The lead instructors and team captains from the major universities were instantly panicked, hurriedly and nervously starting to count the heads in their respective teams.

Principal Pang Ban's Brain began to race at this moment.

"Magic City Martial Arts University... who from our Magic City Martial Arts University hasn't come out?"

His cloudy, aged eyes scanned his team frantically. Senior Ji Youyou was there, Xie Fuyao was there, Qiu Yunan was there, Gou Fugui and Xiang Batian were also sprawled on the ground panting, and even Lu Xingye, Cong Nanshan, and the others who had been eliminated early and were eating lunch boxes outside had gathered around.

"Wait!"

Principal Pang Ban slapped his Legs hard, his old face showing a look of extreme sorrow and sudden realization:

"I know! It's Mo Wu!"

"It must be that invisible person from Class F with zero presence, Mo Wu!"

Principal Pang Ban's eyes welled up, and he beat his chest and stamped his feet in extreme grief and indignation: "That child's presence is too low! He must have gotten lost in the secret realm. Even if he encountered danger, no one would notice him, and rescue wouldn't even be possible in time!"

"He must have been burned alive in there!"

Principal Pang Ban turned around in extreme anxiety, ready to run to the Organizing Committee's leadership to pull up the surveillance footage of Mo Wu.

However, just as he turned around.

"Principal..."

A faint, resentful voice, tinged with extreme grievance, rang out from right behind the back of Principal Pang Ban's head without warning.

"Holy sh*t!!!"

Principal Pang Ban was so scared that the hairs on his body stood on end. Like a startled old rabbit, he leaped three feet into the air with a "whoosh," almost instinctively striking out with a Great Compassionate Palm!

Still shaken, he looked closely.

It was Mo Wu, wearing the Magic City Martial Arts University team uniform, holding two glowing "Go Magic City Martial Arts University" support sticks in his hands.

He was standing in the shadow where Principal Pang Ban had just been, looking at Principal Pang Ban with an extremely aggrieved gaze, and said weakly:

"Principal... I've been standing right next to you the whole time..."

"I'm a substitute... I didn't even get on the field from start to finish, I was just cheering for everyone in the spectator area..."

"..."

Everyone from Magic City Martial Arts University, seeing Mo Wu suddenly pop up, fell into a collective, eerie silence.

"It's not you?"

Principal Pang Ban swallowed hard, the sorrow he had just built up instantly stuck in his throat, and immediately after, a more terrifying chill shot straight to the top of his skull!

"If it's not Mo Wu who didn't go on the field... then who the hell is missing?!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The group from Magic City Martial Arts University looked at each other, their gazes sweeping over each other's faces one by one.

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.

"Holy—sh*t!!!"

Gou Fugui, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, let out the most shrill, hysterical scream of his life:

"Where is Brother Jiang?! Where is my Brother Jiang!!!"

Boom!!!

The entire Magic City Martial Arts University camp, and even the other university teams nearby who heard the commotion, were struck as if by lightning upon hearing the name "Brother Jiang"!

"Jiang You?!"

Xie Fuyao's pupils constricted, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

Qiu Yunan pushed up her broken insulated glasses, her little face pale.

Xiang Batian was so anxious that he was frantically pulling at his own hair: "That's right! Since the random teleportation at the very beginning, no one has seen Brother Jiang again!"

Gou Fugui was crying so hard that tears were streaming down his face; he knelt on the ground and pounded the floor tiles frantically:

"It's over, it's over, it's over! I knew it!"

"With Brother Jiang's ultimate lazy-bones personality—where he'd choose lying down over sitting, and sleeping over staying awake!"

"He must have found a secluded, hidden spot with good feng shui the moment he entered the secret realm and gone straight to sleep!"

Gou Fugui instantly imagined an extremely tragic scene in his mind, crying hoarsely:

"He has such good sleep quality normally; he definitely wouldn't have even heard President Xia Yun's three fatal loudspeaker announcements!"

"Could he have been killed instantly in his sleep by the raging fire without even knowing what happened, passing away so peacefully?"

"Hiss—"

All the geniuses around who heard this analysis collectively gasped.

That supreme Great Demon King who said at the opening ceremony that he would "treat the mountain peak like his backyard" and suppressed peerless geniuses with one hand... was actually cremated by the system's natural disaster just because he was sleeping in?!

This way of dying is just too damn stifling!

"No... this is impossible..."

Lu Xingye, who was just heartbroken over his "experience card expiring," was stunned upon hearing this terrible news.

From his bruised eyes, two lines of clear, manly tears slowly flowed down.

He silently walked to the edge of the plaza, facing the sea of fire in Forbidden Zone No. 009 still burning on the big screen, bowed his head in extreme tragedy, and took a deep bow.

"Haji-You..."

Lu Xingye's voice choked, filled with an extreme sense of fated sorrow:

"I have viewed you as my fated nemesis my whole life. I thought that you and I would surely engage in an ultimate fated duel at the pinnacle of this world to sever our karma..."

"I didn't expect that you would fall under the wrath of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Rest in peace... your will, your bonds, I... will carry them on for you!"

While wiping away his tears in extreme grief, Lu Xingye was already drafting a 10,000-word "Eulogy for the Black Flame of the Demon King Jiang You" in his mind!

The entire Magic City Martial Arts University camp was plunged into a sorrowful, gloomy silence.

Principal Pang Ban's Legs went weak, and he collapsed into his chair, his eyes devoid of focus: "This is a loss for the Great Xia Martial Arts World... the sky has fallen for my Magic City Martial Arts University..."

However!

Just when the entire venue was immersed in the extreme grief and shock of "Demon King Jiang dying young, leaving no remains"!

"Holy sh*t!!! Look at the number four big screen, everyone!!!"

In the spectator area, an sharp-eyed audience member suddenly jumped onto a chair like a madman, pointing at the ultra-high-definition holographic projection screen in the sky, letting out an extremely shrill, cracking scream:

"In the secret realm! There's actually still a living person in the secret realm!!!"

"Boom!!!"

This scream was like a thunderclap on a clear day!

The 100,000 people in the venue, including the top geniuses sprawled on the plaza and all the official bigwigs in the VIP seats, all turned their heads in unison to look at the number four big screen at the same time!

In the image!

In a cave halfway up a ten-thousand-foot cliff, a slender figure was standing there quietly!

The camera zoomed in continuously!

When the 100,000 audience members saw the attire of that figure clearly, the entire venue instantly fell into an absurd silence, with everyone's Brain directly crashing!

On that person's body, he was actually wearing a set of abstract spongebob-printed cotton pajamas!

And that black-gold team jacket, symbolizing the highest honor of Magic City Martial Arts University and representing what countless geniuses dreamed of, was being held extremely casually in one of his hands, draped loosely over his shoulder!

He stood right at the very edge of the cliff with one hand in his pants pocket.

With his back to the camera, he looked down at the endless sea of molten fire below that was capable of instantly vaporizing a Tier 5 Grandmaster!

The fire soared to the sky, and waves of heat rolled.

The strong wind blew the hem of his spongebob pajamas; against the backdrop of the sea of fire, that figure revealed an aura of lonely transcendence and unfathomable, supreme artistic conception!

"Who... who is that?"

Zhao Zhenlei swallowed, his voice trembling.

As the camera slowly moved, it finally circled to the side of the cliff, giving an extremely high-definition close-up of the figure's face!

That side profile, which was still flawlessly handsome even under the illumination of the doomsday fire.

And...

Those iconic dead fish eyes!

"Holy sh*t! Jiang You!!!"

"Brother Jiang isn't dead!!!" The moment Gou Fugui and Xiang Batian saw that face, they were so excited that they jumped up from the ground on the spot and hugged each other, weeping!

And under the close-up shot on the big screen.

Facing the doomsday fire below that was capable of destroying heaven and earth and had cruelly evaporated several geniuses.

Jiang You not only didn't show a shred of fear or panic, but his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water!

"..." "..." "..." Silence!

The entire National Martial Arts Competition Center fell into an extreme, one-second-long silence!

Not a single person spoke, and one couldn't even hear the sound of breathing!

Because at this moment, all the audience members of the Great Xia, all the top geniuses who had escaped alive, and even the presidents of the major universities, including President Xia Yun and Principal Pang Ban.

Everyone was plunged into extreme shock.

"He remains calm even when Mount Tai collapses before him!!!"

"Under the doomsday natural disaster, he didn't even crush his death-immunity jade tablet, and he was even watching all this expressionlessly!"

"What absolute composure this is! What supreme Great Emperor demeanor, treating the disasters of heaven and earth as nothing!!!"

"He really is a monster..."