369: Chapter 369 The Champion of the Second Great Melee

President Xia Yun rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling a headache coming on.

Magic City Martial Arts University taking the championship in the previous round had already been a loophole in the rules, and everyone was already feeling quite unhappy about it.

If the Organizing Committee were to double-standard this time and outright invalidate Kuangsha Academy's results, then the label of "rigged" would truly be impossible to shake off.

"Ahem... this student from Kuangsha Academy."

President Xia Yun coughed twice, attempting to use official jargon to ease the situation:

"The Organizing Committee has heard your demands. However, the situation this time is ultimately too special, as it concerns the final quota for the [Dragon Fall Abyss]."

"How about this? We need to hold an emergency meeting to discuss it, after all..."

"After all what? After all, Kuangsha Academy doesn't have as much backing as Magic City Martial Arts University, right?!"

Before President Xia Yun could finish speaking, a voice like a muffled thunderclap exploded from the VIP seating area.

It was the Principal of Kuangsha Academy, a sturdy old man with dark Skin and a bushy beard, who jumped straight down from his chair.

He strode over to his students, his gaze fixed unceremoniously on the Organizing Committee on the high platform.

"Elder Xia, let's not beat around the bush!"

The Kuangsha Principal shouted in a rough voice, tearing off the mask of civility:

"Although today's match was indeed turned into a mess by that monster, the rules written in black and white cannot be ignored, right?"

"The person who came out last was from our Kuangsha, so why doesn't that count as our victory?"

"Even if he was kicked out, he was still the last one to come out!"

The Kuangsha Principal suddenly turned his head, his sharp gaze fixed firmly on Principal Pang Ban, who was sitting not far away, and sneered as he threw out his trump card:

"There is no negotiating this today! If the Organizing Committee thinks this round's results don't count, fine!"

"Then that so-called 'champion' from Magic City Martial Arts University in the first round must also be voided!"

"At worst, we can all start over and compete in two more rounds! No one gets an advantage!"

"What the f***!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was in an uproar.

Principal Pang Ban, who had been watching the fun, saw his old face change color instantly when he heard that this bearded old man actually wanted to touch the championship he had already pocketed.

He stood up abruptly, pointed at the Kuangsha Principal's nose, and cursed loudly:

"You Zhao! Can you have some shame as a human being?!"

"Did you win that?"

"You were stripped down to your underwear by someone and kicked out like garbage! That's called humiliation! That's called being eliminated! And you still have the face to demand the championship here?"

"Bullshit! Being kicked out still means coming out last! Is your Jiang You any more glorious? Hiding in a cave sleeping to win the championship—you Magic City Martial Arts University have completely lost all face for the Great Xia Martial Arts World!"

"You dare curse my student? I am going to pluck that beard of yours today!"

Two school principals, dignified Rank 5 Grandmasters.

At this moment, they were like shrews in a vegetable market haggling over two cents, cursing each other with red faces and thick necks in front of the entire audience.

The way they were spitting everywhere, it looked like they had the urge to roll up their sleeves and have a fight at any moment.

"Enough! Everyone shut up!"

Seeing the situation about to spiral out of control, President Xia Yun slammed his hand on the railing in front of him. The terrifying pressure of a Tier 6 Grandmaster instantly swept across the entire venue, forcibly suppressing the arguing voices of Principal Pang Ban and the Kuangsha Principal.

President Xia Yun's chest heaved violently with anger.

In his life, he had hosted countless Hundred Schools League events, but he had never encountered such an outrageous and unconventional piece of bad luck!

The first round was won by sleeping, and the second round was won by queuing up to get robbed.

If this were written into the school history, future generations would probably think that all of them old fogies were idiots!

But unfortunately, rules are rules, written in black and white, and the officials could not double-standard in public.

President Xia Yun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

He glanced at the stiff-necked Kuangsha Principal, then at the huffing and puffing Principal Pang Ban, rubbed his brow helplessly, and made a difficult decision:

"Since Kuangsha Academy has objections to the results of the rematch, and there is indeed a dispute over the rules."

President Xia Yun gritted his teeth and announced, word by word:

"Then, I shall make the decision now!"

"The champion of this second Melee is... temporarily awarded to Kuangsha Academy!"

"Boom!"

The whole venue instantly exploded into chaos. The students of Kuangsha Academy hugged each other and cheered excitedly, while the other teams began to complain bitterly.

"Heh, capital, you win!"

A contestant from some unknown second-rate academy stood with his arms crossed, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, his face full of world-weary cynicism.

He sighed faintly and said: "In this arena corrupted by money and power, it ultimately lost to social connections after all!"

Another fat contestant nearby was even more indignant. He jumped onto the chair in the stands, waved the extinguished cheering stick in his hand, and roared the famous, immortal slogan at the top of his lungs:

"Refund! Geneva! Refund!"

"How the f*** is this a Melee? This is clearly the officials forcing a win! Even someone who got kicked out can count as a champion—your Organizing Committee's right of final interpretation is truly terrifying!"

"Exactly! Rigged! Absolutely rigged!"

"Protest! I want a rematch too! My storage ring is still in the hands of that Faceless Man. You officials don't care about catching thieves, but you have time to hand out consolation prizes here?!"

For a time, all kinds of sarcastic complaints on the square flooded the Organizing Committee on the high platform like a tide.

President Xia Yun was so annoyed by the noise that he felt his temples throbbing.

But after all, everyone had their resources stolen by the Faceless Man, and they had nowhere to vent their resentment.

Now that Kuangsha Academy had caused such a scene, it was understandable for everyone to complain a bit.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

President Xia Yun raised his hand, signaling everyone not to get excited, and continued:

"But in view of the extremely special nature of the match, tonight! All senior members of the Organizing Committee will hold an emergency meeting to make a final ruling on the details and reasonableness of this match!"

"If no substantive rebuttal evidence is presented at tonight's meeting, or if no other special circumstances occur..."

"Then, tomorrow morning, the officials will officially establish Kuangsha Academy as the winner of the second round!"

"Before that, all participating teams must return to their hotels and await the final official notification! Dismissed!"

As President Xia Yun's verdict, filled with a bit of grievance and fatigue, fell, this tumultuous Melee, which could be called an epic disaster, finally came to a temporary halt.

Although they only got a "temporary" title, the Kuangsha Principal still snorted coldly at the other teams triumphantly and left swaggeringly with his team members.

The participating teams could only swallow their anger, pack up their things, and leave in resentment. The crowd in the square gradually dispersed, leaving behind a mess and staff members who had not yet recovered from the shock.