Invincible Divine Sword - Chapter 123

Chapter 123: Chapter 123 Breaking the Record at the Divine Sea Country Academy Competition

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Not only did Cai Hao want to smack Deng Yichun across the face, but even Luo Junpeng, the Deputy Dean of Yunhui Academy, also wanted to give Deng Yichun a slap.

Deng Yichun was their top disciple at Yunhui, the hope of the high-ranking officials of the academy.

And he was conceding to Yang Xiaotian of his own accord?

What nonsense about not being a match? Bullshit.

He simply couldn’t believe that Yang Xiaotian, a freshman at Divine Sword Academy who had been practicing for less than a year, could be in the Martial King Realm, let alone stronger than Deng Yichun!

Deng Yichun knew that people like Cai Hao and Luo Junpeng didn’t believe him; feeling bitter inside, he bowed deeply to them and then retreated to the side.

If he couldn’t explain it clearly, then he wouldn’t explain it at all.

In the distance, Fang Zhi, the Dean of Thunder Academy, shook his head and said, “I never thought Yunhui Academy would produce a student like Deng Yichun. If my Thunder Academy had such a student, I would choke him to death on the spot.”

Fang Zhi’s words made the faces of Son of Thunder, Chen Hailin, and over fifty other students twitch.

At that moment, Yang Xiaotian returned to the Divine Sword Academy’s camp.

Lin Yong and Chen Yuan both looked at Yang Xiaotian returning with strange expressions on their faces.

Although they did not believe that Yang Xiaotian had bribed Deng Yichun with the premium Foundation Building Spiritual Liquid, they also couldn’t figure out what had actually happened.

Yang Chao and Huang Ying also wanted to ask Yang Xiaotian, but they didn’t know how to start.

Soon, the first round of the competition between all students ended, and the second round began.

This time, Yang Xiaotian drew number thirty-one.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotian had drawn number thirty-one, almost everyone was searching for the other number thirty-one.

Cheng Sheng of Divine Sea Academy was staring dumbfounded at the number in his hand, his face pale and his entire body cold.

“Brother Sheng, do you have number thirty-one in your hand?” asked a Divine Sea Academy student behind Cheng Sheng hesitantly.

All eyes immediately turned towards Cheng Sheng.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotian’s second-round opponent was Cheng Sheng of Divine Sea Academy, Lin Yong, Yang Chao, and the others were speechless—how come the opponents Yang Xiaotian drew were all in the later stages of the Martial King Realm?

It was one thing to draw Deng Yichun, who was in the later stages of the Martial King Realm, in the first round, but now he had drawn Cheng Sheng, another from the same stage, in the second round.

Son of Thunder, who was originally on edge, breathed a sigh of relief seeing that Cheng Sheng was drawn to fight against Yang Xiaotian in the second round, avoiding a bullet once again.

Although he knew he would have to face Yang Xiaotian sooner or later, he preferred to delay it; this way he still had a chance to make it into the top ten.

Now, all he was asking for was the top ten.

He didn’t dare to expect first place anymore.

As long as he made the top ten, he had a chance of joining Tiandou Academy.

As the disciples from various academies entered their respective rings, Yang Xiaotian and Cheng Sheng also arrived at ring number thirty-one.

Just like the previous Deng Yichun, Cheng Sheng didn’t dare to look Yang Xiaotian in the eyes.

Now, just seeing Yang Xiaotian would provoke an urge to clutch at his own belly.

In the past few days, every time he thought of the punch Yang Xiaotian hammered onto his belly, he felt as if his insides were churning like turbulent rivers.

Seeing Cheng Sheng unable to look directly at Yang Xiaotian, with a demeanor almost exactly like Deng Yichun’s, the audience was filled with bewildering doubts.

“Hall Master, Cheng Sheng won’t be the same as Deng Yichun, will he?” a Divine Sea Academy teacher couldn’t help asking the Divine Sea Hall Master.

The Divine Sea Hall Master shook his head and said, “I’ve watched Cheng Sheng grow up; I know his character very well, and he can’t be bought by Yang Xiaotian and Divine Sword Academy.”

At that moment, the Grand Eunuch announced the start of the match.

Suddenly, Cheng Sheng clenched his fists, took large strides toward Yang Xiaotian, and with fists clasped and body bowed, he said, “Hall Master Yang is invincible and awe-inspiring. Cheng Sheng acknowledges that he is no match for a single punch from Hall Master Yang and willingly concedes.”

“I ask Hall Master Yang for his gracious permission.”

The Divine Sea Hall Master, who had just clarified Cheng Sheng’s character, was dumbfounded.

Everyone was stunned.

Chen Zihan was shaking with anger.

She had not expected that Yang Xiaotian would even manage to buy off Cheng Sheng.

Lin Yong, Chen Yuan, Yang Chao, and others looked at each other in disbelief.

What on earth was happening?

The fact that Deng Yichun had conceded to Yang Xiaotian was already puzzling enough, but now even Cheng Sheng had voluntarily surrendered to him, which was simply incomprehensible.

Incomprehensible.

“Yang Xiaotian, you are despicable, resorting to such means to win the contest,” Chen Zihan reproachfully said to Yang Xiaotian.

Implying that Yang Xiaotian and Divine Sword Academy had also bribed Cheng Sheng.

Yang Xiaotian couldn’t be bothered with this meddlesome woman.

After the referee announced his victory, he returned straight to the side of his peers from Divine Sword Academy.

When Cheng Sheng stepped out of the arena, Cheng Long stared at him coldly, “Cheng Sheng, you are a disgrace to our Divine Sea Royal Clan!”

“Disgrace?” Cheng Sheng laughed coldly, “What right do you, an idiot, have to judge me?”

Idiot?

Hearing Cheng Sheng daring to call him an idiot, Cheng Long’s face turned ugly, and as he was about to say more, he saw that Cheng Sheng did not pay him any further attention and turned to leave.

Cheng Long’s face darkened, and he hummed coldly. He decided that once this academy competition was over, he would properly deal with Cheng Sheng, as well as Deng Yichun.

The competition continued.

After the second round of all student contests had ended, the third and fourth rounds followed.

Curiously, whether in the third or fourth round, Yang Xiaotian’s opponents were students from Divine Sea Academy and Yunhui Academy.

These two students were among the three from major academies who he had blasted off in the land of demons.

So, unsurprisingly, like Deng Yichun and Cheng Sheng, both chose to surrender voluntarily.

By the fifth round, Yang Xiaotian’s opponent was a student from Thunder Academy.

Right up until the tenth round, all of Yang Xiaotian’s opponents were students from the three major academies whom he had subdued.

Therefore, in all ten rounds, the students facing Yang Xiaotian all forfeited.

Yang Xiaotian moved directly into the top hundred, and this strategy left everyone dumbfounded.

“No way, is this really allowed?” One clan disciple swallowed and said, “Just by standing there, you can make it into the top hundred of the academy competition? This will go down in the records of our Divine Sea Country academy’s competition, right?”

“Not just in the records of our Divine Sea Country’s academy competition, it could very well enter the records of Tiandou Imperial Kingdom’s academy competition,” another clan disciple said shaking his head with a smile.

In previous academy competitions, there had been instances of forfeiting, but never before had there been ten consecutive opponents who forfeited.

A disciple joked, “What do you think, will Divine Yang’s opponent in the eleventh round forfeit too?”

A clan disciple laughed, “It’s quite possible. Perhaps Divine Yang’s opponents will keep forfeiting, and then he’ll automatically make it into the top ten of the competition without lifting a finger.”

“Maybe Divine Yang won’t even have to make a move and could automatically take first place!” someone else joked.

The crowd burst into laughter.

But hearing these jesting words, Son of Thunder, Chen Hailin, Cheng Wu, and others remained silent. They knew that in three more rounds, Yang Xiaotian could seize a spot in the top ten, and with seven more rounds, he could take the first place.

If in the following rounds Yang Xiaotian’s opponents were one of them, he truly wouldn’t need to do anything to claim the first position.

This was no laughing matter.

Lin Yong and Yang Chao had been anxiously concerned, but now seeing Yang Xiaotian dramatically entering the top hundred, they didn’t know quite how to express their feelings at that moment.