Chapter 11: Don't Care Whether He Lives or Dies

  A moment later, the bell rang in the martial arts arena, and the annual assessment of the Academy officially began.

  The competition rules are the same as in previous years. The top 16 students in the school rankings automatically become seeded players and advance to the round of 32.

  While other students have to go through a knockout competition for the remaining sixteen places.

  The martial arts arena has now been divided into four arenas. Sixteen students, excluding the seeded players, were randomly divided into four groups and competed in a knockout tournament.

  The knockout stage will be in a mixed mode, with the last four students on each stage advancing to the top 32.

  Bai Shaoyang as the chief of Xueguan, naturally among the seeded players, did not need to participate in the first round of fierce competition.

  What surprised Zhang Shan was that he himself was also declared as one of the sixteen seeded students.

  The host Yan Zhengying, who was watching the stage with his eyes closed, heard that there was Zhang Shan's name in the sixteen seed seats, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

  "What's going on with Zhangshan? How did he get a seeded spot?"

  He beckoned to a teacher with the surname Wang who was standing beside him and asked with furrowed eyebrows.

  "He defeated Bai Shaohai, who was ranked sixth in the academy, on the life and death stage last month, so he automatically took over the sixth position."

  Wang recalled the results of their one-on-one battle last month in a low voice.

  "Defeat Bai Shaohai? How is that possible?"

  Yan Zheng's heart was greatly shocked.

  He turned his head towards Zhang Shan's direction and carefully sized up this trainee who had been neglected by him before.

  After scanning it briefly, her pupils constricted.

  "Is he already a martial artist of the Spiritual Martial Realm? No wonder the supervisor didn't scold him for being late earlier."

  To know that before the age of twenty, one can reach the ninth level of Qi Wu, it basically meets the requirements for entering the Xuan Tian Sect as a disciple. Entering the Ling Wu realm is even more a matter of course.

  "What did you just say about him and Bai Shaohai being on a life-and-death stage?"

  Thinking back to what Wang said earlier about a duel to the death between two people, Yan Zhengying asked again.

  When asked by the host, Wang explained the whole story from beginning to end.

  After hearing what had happened, Yan Zhengying's face sank into a gloomy contemplation.

  Yesterday evening, the Bai family sent someone to find him, offering a large sum of money and hinting that they wanted him to teach a few people a lesson in the competition, asking him to make it easy for them. He agreed.

  "So it seems that Bai Shaoyang wants to take this opportunity to deal with Zhang Shan."

  Yan Zheng's eyes dimmed as he fell into deep thought.

  "If Zhang Shan was still the same good-for-nothing as before, it would be fine. But now that he's awakened his martial soul and even broken through to the Spiritual Martial Realm, if I show favoritism, things will get complicated if the supervisor reports this."

  Innumerable thoughts flashed through his mind.

  "After the two-month door-to-door selection is over, my term as the director of the museum will also come to an end. If I don't take advantage of it to make a fortune, should I wait until people leave and the tea becomes cold?"

  Having thought of this, Yan Zhengying finally made a decision. Let Bai Jia'ai deal with whoever he wants to, as long as he himself gets the benefits, it's all that matters. As for whether Zhang Shan is dead or alive, what does it have to do with him?

  After waving his hand to let Wang Jiao Xi retreat, Yan Zheng Ying lowered her eyelids again and began to meditate.

  As the loud announcement of the Academic Association's judgment came out, one by one, the students walked towards their designated arena.

  Zhang Shan was now sizing up the students in the field, estimating their strengths and weaknesses. His gaze occasionally swept over to the distant edge of the field, where two groups of people caught his attention.

  Those people are not wearing the uniform of the Academy's disciples, and judging from their appearance, they seem to be guests who have come to attend the ceremony.

  These two groups of people are clearly led by a young man and woman, each occupying one corner of the martial arts arena. The man is dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with a handsome appearance and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, looking at the stage.

  The woman's appearance was extremely beautiful, but her expression was cold and distant, with a look that seemed to reject people from afar.

  "Look at the attendants behind these two, their auras are restrained yet not revealed, and they seem to be deeply profound, apparently they are all masters. Is this the young master of some family in the city?"

  Zhang Shan secretly guessed, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

  In Qingyang City, there are four great families with impressive strength and deep backgrounds, quietly controlling all the industries in the city, even the City Guard's Mansion has to be cautious of them.

  The Bai family is also a big family, but compared with these four great families, it's like a small witch seeing a big witch.

  "If it's someone from one of the four major families, why would they come to watch our school's year-end tournament?"

  Zhang Shan muttered to himself, somewhat puzzled.

  At this time, the group draw had already ended, and all the disciples had gone up to the stage. Gao Peng and Lei Meng happened to be assigned to the fourth stage together.

  Zhang Shan's eyes revealed a hint of a smile, the two people's luck wasn't bad, in this chaotic battle, being assigned to the same arena meant they could watch each other's backs, at least initially they wouldn't be instantly eliminated.

  In the midst of the judges' preparations, a group of students were fully spirited and ready to go.

  The first round of competition officially began after a bell rang.

  Gao Peng and Lei Meng were standing in a corner of the ring, back to back, closely watching their surroundings.

  The fourth arena had two students with the strongest abilities: one was named Zheng Wu, and the other was named He Changchun; both were at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

  These two people usually don't have much of a relationship, but now they're surprisingly in sync, joining forces to charge at the weakest student.

  The sound of gasping and shouting continued to ring out on the stage, some students with a cultivation base of four or five layers were sent flying off the stage by the two joining forces.

  The other disciples also rushed to the scene, pouncing on the disciples who were lower than themselves at the boundary, and the angry roars and the sound of moves breaking through the air resounded above the arena.

  Gao Peng and Lei Meng seemed to have made up their minds to conserve energy, not taking the initiative to attack their opponents. As a result, they didn't make a single move, just standing there watching others fight it out.

  After a moment, there were only more than 20 students left on the fourth arena. Except for two who joined forces and reached the seventh level of Qi Wu, the others were basically at the sixth level boundary. They also gathered together in twos or threes at this time.

  "Mengzi, things are starting to look bad. Now it's just the two of us left with a combined Wuji Boundary of five layers." Gao Peng said gloomily.

  "It's best if we can advance, and it won't be a loss if we can't." Lei Meng said casually.

  Just then, a group of three Chi Wu Liu Chong's team walked towards them with mocking expressions in their eyes.

  Gao Peng smiled wryly: "Mengzi, trouble's coming, let's give it our all and then go be spectators."

  Lei Meng nodded slightly and let out a low growl. His true yuan reached its peak, and he was about to charge forward with Gao Peng for a final, desperate bid.

  Suddenly there were two more figures in front of them. At a glance, they saw Zheng Wu and He Changchun appear before them.

  He Changchun chuckled: "The four of us together, the four promotion quotas are just right for each of you, what do you think?"

  Gao Peng and Lei Meng were stunned for a moment. Zheng He and the other two were the strongest, and it was no surprise that they would advance together hand in hand. But why did they bring themselves along?

  Although they didn't understand the reason, there was no reason to refuse such a good thing. The two exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

  "Follow us from behind and wait for an opportunity to strike."

  Seeing that they did not object, Zheng Wu expressionlessly instructed.

  He shouted in a low voice and rushed forward with He Changchun towards the three students who were at the sixth level of Qi Wu.

  Zhang Shan watched all of this from under the stage, and his heart was filled with doubt.

  "Zheng Wu and He Changchun never even spoke a word to me in the past, why are they suddenly helping Mengzi and the others today?"

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