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When Qin Nan rode the golden giant eagle and soared all the way to the No. [-] Martial Academy, a lot of people had already gathered at the gate of the No. [-] Martial Academy.

Among these people, most of them were the teachers and students of the First Martial Academy watching off.

After all, this is a big event for the entire academy. Although they can't be there, they still have to cheer for and send blessings to the players who are about to leave for the competition.

Among the crowd, senior sister Murong Yan, Crazy Saber Meng Xinghe, and Sword Crazy Lin Tianwang are all the stars.

The three of them were originally martial artists with advanced cultivation bases, and the combat power ceiling among the students of the First Martial Academy has now broken through to the realm of Martial Emperors, and their popularity has skyrocketed.

Naturally, the three of them were surrounded by classmates and friends who came to see them off.

Even some students who didn't have much contact with them in the past tried to walk over and strike up a conversation.

After all, in this world where the strong are respected, strength is the most important and only factor that determines everything.

Of course, the one who attracted the most attention was Lin Yufei, a beautiful teacher from the First Martial Arts Academy.

Lin Yufei is not only young, beautiful, and amiable, but her cultivation has also broken through from the peak of the sixth level of the Martial Emperor half a month ago to the seventh level of the Martial Emperor, which is simply amazing.

For such a beautiful teacher who combines beauty, wisdom, and military strength, how can she not be liked and admired by others?

Lin Yufei wore a white shirt, fluttering like a celestial being, attracting the infinite reverie of countless male animals, eyeballs and halazi falling to the ground.

Even the female students were amazed at this talented, beautiful teacher who was like a banished fairy, and they were all envious.

Lin Yufei, who was surrounded by the crowd like stars holding the moon, did not show too much irritability and impatience. She kept smiling to every student and patiently explained every topic.

As a result, it has received countless praise and applause.

At the gate, crowds of people surged.

Xuanyuan Wushuang, the headmaster of the First Martial Academy, was sitting alone on the stone pier, looking bored and embarrassed.

He thought that this time he would personally lead the team to participate in the competition, and he would definitely win the favor of the teachers and students of the whole school, and let him take a wave of enthusiasm along the way.

But what I didn't expect was that people ignored him and just talked around those four handsome men and beautiful women.

"Ugh!"

"These days, talk about the importance of appearance!"

"Really—"

Seeing the excited expressions of Lin Yufei, Murong Yan and the others, Xuanyuan Wushuang expressed such emotion under the extremely depressed mood.

"Hey, old fat man, I haven't seen you for three years, why are you fatter than before?"

Just when Xuanyuan Wushuang was extremely melancholy, a lunatic figure walked over, followed by a student who was also a bit 'crazy'.

"Hmph, old lunatic, you're still talking about me!"

"I haven't seen you for such a long time, are you still crazy?"

When Xuanyuan Wushuang heard this voice, he naturally knew that it was Zhang Sankuang, the head of the Second Martial Academy, and immediately turned back.

"Haha, good to be crazy, good to be crazy."

"The so-called no madness is not crazy, no madness is hard to reach the top!"

"You and I are both in the martial arts. Only by practicing martial arts crazily can we reach a higher level!"

"Compared to my crazy appearance, cultivation is the foundation, and it's better than your lump of fat, right?"

"Hahaha."

Zhang Sanfeng's body shook, under the disheveled hair, sloppy beard, and ragged clothes, Martial Emperor Jiuchongtian's peak cultivation base was displayed, showing off to Xuanyuan Wushuang to his heart's content.

"You, when did you—"

Xuanyuan Wushuang was so stimulated, and then saw that he only had the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor Eighth Layer, and he was speechless.

Three years ago, he was at the same level as Zhang Sanfeng!

"How about it?"

"Envy?"

"Ashamed?"

"Hmph, to tell you the truth, my student Lin Feng is already at the peak of the sixth level of the Martial Emperor, and he is almost catching up with you."

Zhang Sanfeng pulled Lin Feng who was also in a mess behind him, showing off with a smile.

"what?"

"This--"

Faced with this situation, Xuanyuan Wushuang felt even more ashamed.

Among his students, the top-level cultivation bases, whether it is Murong Yan, Meng Xinghe, or Lin Tianwang, are far from the Lin Feng in front of him.

Although Lin Yufei was in charge of the competition this time, Lin Yufei was already an intern tutor after all, and could not be regarded as a formal student.

Even if it was the result of the competition, it could only be regarded as Lin Yufei's personal result, and it was not included in the total score of the college.

In this way, doesn't it mean that the results of the Second Martial Academy's participation in the True Dragon Competition are very likely to surpass their No. [-] Martial Academy?

If it exceeds, it will have an unimaginable impact on the future students of the First Martial Academy.

Xuanyuan Wushuang covered his forehead, not daring to look up at Zhang Sanfeng's arrogant face.

He was afraid that he couldn't help but make a move, and then he would humiliate himself.

"Hehe, old fatty Xuanyuan."

"It's not just their Second Martial Academy, but also Wang Cong, a student from my Third Martial Academy, who is also a Martial Emperor's Sixth Layer."

"And us."

"The Fourth Martial Academy, my student Yan Feifei, the peak of the Wuhuang Fifth Heaven, isn't bad."

When Xuanyuan Wushuang was silent, two more voices came.

Lu Ming, the dean of the Third Martial Academy, and Chu Yanling, the dean of the Fourth Martial Academy, also led their students to appear.

"I, I—"

Heavy blows, like bricks one by one, hit Xuanyuan Wushuang's forehead without any money.

He thought that having an outstanding student in the Second Martial Academy was already a great thing, but what he didn't expect was that the No. [-] Martial Academy and the Fourth Martial Academy, which he had always looked down upon, had such talented students.

Doesn't that mean that their No. [-] Martial Academy will become the 'cradle tail' in this real dragon contest?

If this is the case, not only will it affect their college's future student resources, but even the quota for the next True Dragon Talent Competition in three years' time will probably be divided up by the other three colleges!
God, the earth!
He wanted to cry now, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and get in, so as not to be ashamed here.

"Junior Wang Cong, I have met Dean Xuanyuan."

"I heard that the No. [-] Martial Academy has a 'sword and sword'."

"I just want to ask for some advice, and I hope the dean will help me."

When Xuanyuan Wushuang was crying and distressed, Wang Cong, a student from the Third Martial Academy, quietly walked over and solemnly made such a request to him.

"Ah this-"

"I think it's okay, don't you need it?"

Xuanyuan Wushuang smiled awkwardly.

Grandma, dare you feel that this is going to be slapped in the face in front of all the students of the No. [-] Martial Academy!