381: Chapter 381 Anyone who disagrees can come up now.

This shout was like pouring a ladle of cold water into a boiling pot of oil, instantly detonating the defeated geniuses below who had been harboring a belly full of anger!

"Exactly! Stop acting like a big shot!"

A captain from a second-rate academy that had been eliminated stood up, his eyes red as he pointed at the group from Magic City Martial Arts University on the high platform and cursed:

"In the first round, you relied on Bai Lan to set the field on fire, while your captain hid in a cave sleeping and won by freeloading!"

"The second round was even more ridiculous! Everyone on the map was being hunted by that Faceless Man, but you guys just hid in a mud pit like cowards, relying on a substitute who could turn invisible, and freeloaded another championship!"

"Ask yourselves, with your own conscience, which of these two matches did Magic City Martial Arts University actually win through real combat?"

Once hatred is stirred up, it spreads like a plague.

"Refund! We're not convinced!"

"Hand over the championship trophy! You bunch of cowards who only know how to play hide-and-seek don't deserve this award!"

"Magic City Martial Arts University, the world's number one turtle shell team! Bah! What a joke!"

All sorts of profanities and sarcastic taunts rose and fell, and the originally solemn award ceremony instantly turned into a chaotic wet market.

Those contestants who had been stripped clean and had their Dao Hearts shattered in the secret realm didn't dare to seek revenge on the overwhelmingly powerful Faceless Man, so they could only vent all their anger and frustration on this "freeloading" championship team.

Some even whistled rudely at the high platform, emitting insults and boos.

And at the very front of the crowd.

Zhao Zhenlei, Chu Tiankuo, Helan Que, and several other chief captains from top prestigious schools stood with their arms crossed, watching coldly.

Given their status and pride, they naturally wouldn't stoop to cursing like hooligans.

But they didn't step in to stop it either.

On the contrary, the corners of these geniuses' mouths even curled into sneers of schadenfreude.

Chu Tiankuo snorted coldly and said, "Heh, honors obtained by exploiting loopholes are ultimately just castles in the air."

In their eyes, Magic City Martial Arts University had indeed won, but while they won the competition, they had lost the respect of the Great Xia Martial Arts World.

They deserved this scolding!

Listening to the overwhelming taunts and insults from below.

On the high platform, the expressions of the Magic City Martial Arts University group changed instantly.

Xiang Batian's eyes were bloodshot, his bones crackled, and he wished he could jump down and pound the person who started the trouble into meat paste.

Veins bulged on the back of Lu Xingye's hand as he gripped his sword hilt, his single eye staring fixedly below; the Black Flame Dragon was on the verge of going berserk.

Gou Fugui's gold-rimmed glasses were crooked with anger, and he gritted his teeth: "These sour grapes! They can't handle losing so they're resorting to off-field violence, huh?"

Principal Pang Ban was so angry he was trembling all over, the large red flower on his chest rising and falling violently with his breathing, his old face as black as charcoal.

As a dignified fifth-rank Grandmaster, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

President Xia Yun's expression also darkened.

These little brats actually dared to cause trouble openly at the Organizing Committee's award ceremony!

He took a deep breath, preparing to release his Grandmaster pressure to forcibly suppress these sore losers.

However.

Just at this critical moment!

Inside Jiang You's body, the [Organ Chat Group], which had been arguing about whether they were "on camera" or not, suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

On the screen, the sounds coming from the outside were clearly analyzed and amplified.

[Lucky freeloading?]

[Trash team?]

[Cowards?]

[No strength?]

The [Right Hand]'s fist froze in mid-air, and thick veins popped out on the back of its hand.

The [Kidneys] stopped shaking.

The [Legs] stood straight.

Even the [Brain], which had always been calm and collected, stood up slowly from its throne at this moment, a chilling, blood-colored glint flashing across its lenses.

[Brain (voice so cold it seemed to freeze the soul)]: "Luck?"

"No strength?"

"Are they... talking about us?"

[Kidneys (gritting teeth, voice cracking)]: "Damn it! Last night, we wore black trench coats, risked exposing our identities, and cleared out the entire Forbidden Zone No. 009!"

"We looted from the east end to the west end, and didn't even leave them the spirit stones in their shoe soles!"

"This is called no strength?! This is called relying on luck?!"

[Right Hand (furious, crazily punching the wall)]: "A huge humiliation! This is a trampling of our professional standards! An insult to our dignity as villains!"

"Brother Brain! I can't take it anymore! I'm going out there right now to tear all their dog mouths apart!"

[Brain (waving a hand coldly, issuing the highest command directly)]: "Forcibly take over body control!"

"Let this bunch of ignorant frogs in a well see what true... abyss is!"

Outside.

Jiang You was still looking down, his mind calculating whether to take a shower or sleep first when he got back to the hotel.

"Sigh, these people are so noisy. Can't they just hand out the trophy so I can get off work..."

He was just thinking.

"Buzz—!"

A domineering force that didn't belong to his main consciousness cut off his neural connection without any warning!

The scene in front of Jiang You went black, and his main consciousness was skillfully kicked into that pitch-black mental room once again.

"What the hell? Again?!"

However, his body in the outside world had completely changed owners.

The insults from below continued, and a few bold students had even started throwing crumpled waste paper onto the stage.

Just at this chaotic moment.

"Jiang You," standing in the center position, moved.

He ignored the flying paper balls and just slowly raised his head.

The dead-fish eyes that always seemed a bit confused and sleepy had completely disappeared.

Replacing them was a pair of deep, ink-black eyes, like an abyss that seemed capable of piercing through a person's soul!

"Tap."

"Jiang You" stepped past President Xia Yun and Principal Pang Ban, his leather shoes landing on the wooden floor of the high platform, emitting a very faint sound of footsteps.

But this slight step.

Was like an invisible hammer, striking heavily on the Hearts of the one hundred thousand people in the audience!

The clamorous insults in the square bizarrely cut off the moment this footstep sounded.

Everyone involuntarily shut their mouths, staring blankly at the black and gold figure who had suddenly stepped forward.

"Jiang You" looked down from a high position at the dense crowd below.

His gaze was like that of a god from above, examining a group of insignificant ants.

No anger, no explanation.

He slowly opened his mouth, and a low voice, exuding endless arrogance and coldness, exploded in everyone's ears:

"If anyone is dissatisfied."

"You can crawl up here now and fight me."

"Whoever wins, I will hand over this championship trophy with both hands."

The whole place was deathly silent.

A cold wind blew by.

The captain of the second-rate academy who had started the trouble below was stunned for three seconds, then his face flushed red as if he had been greatly insulted, and he pointed at Jiang You on the stage and roared:

"What the hell are you acting arrogant for! Do you really think we're afraid of you..."

His words "afraid of you" were not yet finished.

On the high platform, the corner of "Jiang You"'s mouth curled into a cruel sneer.

"Since you don't dare to come up."

"Then... kneel and speak!"

Boom!!!

The moment his voice fell!

A terrifying power of Qi and blood, indescribable in words, erupted without reservation from Jiang You's seemingly slender body, like a ten-thousand-year-old volcano suddenly erupting!

There were no flashy Supernatural Ability light effects, nor did it rely on any laws of heaven and earth.

It was the purest, most primitive, and most domineering wind of Qi and blood!

"Crack! Crack!"

The high platform steel plate under Jiang You's feet, made of a special alloy, actually cracked inch by inch like a biscuit under the heavy pressure of this Qi and blood, emitting a mournful sound of being unable to bear the load.

A visible dark red frenzy of Qi and blood, with Jiang You as the center, turned into a level-12 hurricane that destroyed everything, sweeping in all directions!

"Boom—!"

The wind of Qi and blood crushed everything in its path.

The hundreds of students in the front row who were still clamoring didn't even have time to react; they only felt as if a Mount Tai had crashed down on their shoulders out of thin air!

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Rows and rows of contestants had their kneecaps emit a teeth-grinding sound as they were forced to kneel on the ground by this terrifying pressure!

They pressed their hands hard against the marble floor tiles, their faces pale as paper, their mouths wide open, gasping frantically like fish out of water, their eyeballs nearly popping out of their sockets!

The wind had risen.

It was a hurricane created by the friction of Qi and blood, which was so dense it reached its limit, against the air!