377: Chapter 377 Where are the people from Shanghai Martial Arts University?

An irrepressible wave of ecstasy erupted instantly within the crowd. Many contestants had already begun rubbing their hands in anticipation, mentally sketching out tactics for the rematch.

Just as everyone was brimming with excitement, someone in the crowd suddenly muttered in confusion:

"Hey? Wait... Has anyone noticed that a school seems to be missing today?"

"Where are the people from Magic City Martial Arts University?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around froze, turning their heads to search the plaza.

Sure enough!

The team members from Magic City Martial Arts University were nowhere to be seen at this moment; not even a shadow could be found!

Whether it was that foul-mouthed skinny guy, that chuunibyou swordsman, or the peerless demon king Jiang You, who always had dead-fish eyes, none of them had shown up today!

"What's going on? Did Magic City Martial Arts University collectively oversleep?"

"Impossible! For an announcement meeting that determines the final ownership of [Dragon Fall Abyss], they wouldn't dare to be late even if they had ten times the guts!"

At this moment, Chu Tiankuo crossed his arms over his chest, a profound glint flashing in his eyes as he let out a cold laugh:

"Heh... Late? You all underestimate that man named Jiang You."

The surrounding contestants turned to look at this First Team Chief of Nanhai Academy.

Chu Tiankuo took a deep breath, his tone revealing an undisguised wariness as he began his own logical deduction:

"This person, Jiang You, plans a hundred steps ahead for every single step he takes. The fact that he didn't appear with his team today can only mean one thing!"

"That is, he had already anticipated that Kuangsha Academy wouldn't be able to keep their championship title, and that the authorities would inevitably arrange a rematch or an extra match!"

"Faced with such a foregone conclusion, he simply disdains coming to the scene to listen to some announcement."

"While you are all still worried about whether there will be a rematch, that man... is probably already hiding in some secret training room with his team, starting to formulate a lethal strategy for the next round targeting all of us!"

Once these words were spoken, the elite students from other universities felt a chill shoot straight up their spines to their foreheads.

Too terrifying!

Is this the execution capability of the Demon King?!

Everyone else is still waiting for the announcement, while he has already started preparing for the next match!

This sense of oppression, of always being one step ahead of others, was simply suffocating!

"As expected of Emperor Jiang... This level of cunning and depth, we are far from reaching." A captain from a smaller academy gulped, his face full of awe.

Just as the entire venue was falling into a new wave of over-interpretation due to the absence of Magic City Martial Arts University.

"Creak!"

The glass doors of the Organizing Committee office building were pushed open from the inside.

The principal of Kuangsha Academy walked out slowly.

Swish!

Thousands of gazes instantly focused on him.

To everyone's surprise, this old principal, who was usually hot-tempered and had even dared to point at Principal Pang Ban's nose and curse loudly in front of 100,000 people last night, now had no trace of defiance or anger on his face.

His shoulders were slightly hunched, his footsteps unsteady.

His face was filled with nothing but regret, and a deep sense of helplessness, like someone who had been pressed to the ground and thoroughly rubbed into the dirt.

He walked up to his team, looked at the students who were full of anticipation, shook his head dejectedly, and let out a long sigh.

"Sigh!"

Seeing this expression on the Kuangsha principal, the various teams in the plaza could no longer suppress the excitement in their hearts!

"It's secure! Absolutely secure!"

"Kuangsha Academy is completely finished!"

"They don't even have the confidence to argue back, which means the authorities must have produced ironclad evidence that they couldn't refute, effectively nullifying their results!"

"Brothers! Get ready for the rematch!"

Just as the atmosphere of the entire venue was about to boil to its peak.

The broadcast microphone on the high platform emitted a harsh electrical buzzing sound.

President Xia Yun of the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Academy, wearing a crisp Zhongshan suit, stepped onto the podium with a blank expression.

He stood before the microphone, his gaze sweeping over the pairs of eyes burning with the fire of hope below, his Adam's apple involuntarily bobbing.

President Xia Yun first coughed twice to clear his throat, trying to make his voice sound more authoritative.

"Greetings, fellow contestants, good morning."

President Xia Yun's voice, amplified by the sound array, spread steadily throughout the entire competition center.

The previously noisy plaza below instantly became so quiet that a pin drop could be heard; everyone held their breath, waiting for the result they were longing for.

"Regarding the incident that occurred yesterday in Forbidden Zone No. 009, and the issue of the final results for the second round's melee."

President Xia Yun paused, took out a document stamped with the bright red seal of the Martial Arts General Administration, and read aloud:

"After a meeting held by all the senior officials of our Organizing Committee last night, and in conjunction with the newly discovered raw surveillance data."

"The official authorities hereby make a final ruling!"

"We have decided... to revoke Kuangsha Academy's championship title for the second round!"

BOOM!!!

Before President Xia Yun could even finish his sentence, it was as if a heavy bomb had been detonated in the plaza!

"Long live!!!"

"Justice! The Organizing Committee is wise!"

"It's revoked! It's really revoked!"

Thousands of contestants and team mentors, the moment they heard the phrase "revoke Kuangsha Academy's championship," completely fell into a frenzy of celebration!

Some were so excited they threw their jackets high into the air, some hugged each other in celebration, and those elite students who had been tortured to the brink of death in the secret realm yesterday were even more moved to tears.

They had won the chance for a rematch!

They finally had hope of washing away their shame against Magic City Martial Arts University and reclaiming the [Dragon Fall Abyss] spot!

Watching the cheers boiling like a tide below, watching those pairs of eyes shining brightly with the anticipation of a rematch.

Standing on the high platform, President Xia Yun felt a wave of dryness in his mouth, and a thin layer of cold sweat uncontrollably seeped out on his forehead.

His fingers tightened slightly around the microphone, and listening to the deafening shouts of "Rematch!" in his ears, President Xia Yun couldn't help but curse inwardly:

"Principal Pang Ban, you damn old scoundrel!"

"To think you would cause me such trouble! If I get torn apart alive by these students today, I won't let you off even as a ghost!"

President Xia Yun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic and complaints in his heart.

He knew that once the rest of the sentence was spoken, these geniuses below who were smiling so happily now would be crying miserably in a moment.

But he had no way out; as the person in charge, he had to bite the bullet and ignite the detonator.

"Ahem!"

President Xia Yun suddenly raised his volume, the Qi of a Tier 6 Grandmaster mixed into his voice, like rolling thunder, forcefully overpowering the cheers of the 100,000 people in the venue.

"Silence! I have not finished speaking!"

The cheers gradually subsided, and everyone looked up with smiles, waiting for President Xia Yun to announce the specific time for the rematch.

Looking at those hopeful faces below, President Xia Yun gritted his back teeth, closed his eyes, and shouted the second half of the sentence:

"Revoke Kuangsha Academy's championship title!"

"But...!"