Chaos

"What's going on?"

On the Soul Master Academy's training field, the academy higher-ups had arranged three bouquets of flowers at the front. Yet at the final crucial step, the three students meant to present the gifts had still not come forward. Meanwhile, a commotion seemed to have broken out among the students below the platform, making the academy higher-ups sense that something was amiss.

"Headmaster, this is bad..."

A teacher came to the side of the platform and whispered something to the headmaster standing there. The information he delivered made the headmaster's expression turn extremely ugly.

"These students... why are they so thoughtless..."

After hearing his subordinate's report, the headmaster felt his head swell. He had never expected that everything would go smoothly until the very end, only for things to fall apart at the last moment.

The three student representatives he had chosen had not appeared because they had been blocked in the back. They were three out of the one hundred and twenty student representatives from the six grades, and they had originally planned to head up to the platform when the time was right.

However, because the three had been directly appointed, many people had already been dissatisfied. Then, for some unknown reason, rumors spread and an argument broke out on their way there. Not only were they blocked, but the students were practically about to start fighting.

"The ones presenting gifts on everyone's behalf should be the strongest. What's the point of just picking them directly?"

"Zhao Yuan Yu, I heard you're related to the headmaster. Do you dare accept my challenge?"

"Yu Qing Feng, I've disliked you for a long time. Let's fight first."

"Tuo Kui Si, do you dare accept a challenge?"

"Student representatives should fight for the position. Everyone should rely on their own abilities and see who can stand at the end."

Just as the headmaster was beside himself with anxiety, an even greater accident occurred. Before the team-leading teachers could resolve the matter, several provocative voices rang out from somewhere. Then, amid the pushing and shoving of who knew whom, an accident happened.

"Ding~~~"

Someone released their martial soul first. A violent gale suddenly swept across the entire field, and students were immediately sent flying.

"This... Pope..."

On the platform, the many Spirit Hall higher-ups and powerful figures who had come to inspect the academy were also dumbfounded. They had not expected that something as minor as a gift-presenting spot would cause these students to fight, even coming to blows.

"They're young. There's nothing wrong with letting them compete a little."

At that moment, an unexpected voice sounded. It was Nether Leopard Douluo, standing behind Pope Bibi Dong. The old man had noticed that one of those fighting was his descendant, a little fellow named Hei Ze, whom he remembered somewhat.

When a Titled Douluo spoke, it naturally carried some weight. Bibi Dong would not embarrass him over such a matter, so she remained silent.

With the Titled Douluo having spoken, the headmaster, who had been preparing to send teachers to clean up the mess, was immediately left at a loss. He could only watch the situation on the training field descend into chaos without daring to act rashly. After all, a Titled Elder had spoken. How could a mere headmaster like him dare to do as he pleased?

"Boss, you're amazing. Hei Ze really did make a move."

Among the first-year student representatives, Tuo Ba Hong spoke in a low voice, his plump face filled with excitement.

"Be careful. The melee is about to spread over here."

Yan kept his eyes fixed on the platform. When he saw Nether Leopard Douluo seemingly speak, he knew that his scheme had likely succeeded.

He had been the one pushing this chaotic situation from behind the scenes. According to the academy's original arrangements, it was basically impossible for a lower-grade student like him to stand out. Even if there was a chance to become the center of attention, it would have gone to the upper-grade students.

However, after learning of the academy's arrangements and the method used to select the student representatives, he guessed that someone would definitely be dissatisfied. This was especially true for the young Soul Masters from the families of Titled Douluos. Did that not give him an opportunity?

He intended to create chaos and give himself a chance to perform. At least on the surface, though, the person creating that chaos could not be him, nor could it be connected to him.

After all, this was a rather risky matter. If the person serving as the fuse lacked sufficient backing, they would most likely be finished afterward. Whether it was him, Xie Yue and Hu Liena, or the little fatty, none of them were suitable.

The most suitable candidates were the unsuccessful sixth-year students. Among them, the easiest to provoke were the descendants of those Titled Douluo families. Their backgrounds and strength were formidable, their tempers were greater, and they were even more unwilling to accept the outcome.

Thus, through Tuo Ba Hong, he arranged some measures and gave those people a few ideas. Sure enough, someone made a move today. What was more, it seemed that the higher-ups had tacitly approved of it and did not stop the situation from developing, making things even more interesting.

Bang!

As Yan and Tuo Ba Hong spoke, a figure suddenly flew over from closer to the center of the training field. Two students from Classes One and Two were unlucky enough to become human cushions. After the person endured the pain and climbed back up, his temper seemed to be quite foul.

"You first-years still dare stay here? What, are you planning to compete too?"

After getting to his feet, he vented his frustration by shoving the two people trying to get up back down. Seeing displeasure on the faces of some students nearby, he not only failed to restrain himself but arrogantly shouted at them.

That attitude naturally made everyone extremely unhappy. The two also had classmates and companions, and upon hearing this, they immediately rushed over and beat him up.

"Ow! You little brats are courting death. You..."

The man suffered a loss because of his carelessness. Just as he was about to spit out a few more threats, Yan seized the opportunity and sent him flying straight out of the training field with a Toe-Thrust Thousand Years of Death, where he rolled in among the other academy students with those who had been eliminated.

As soon as that fellow was cleared from the field, some people trying to fish in troubled waters began attacking the first-years. At first, they had acted on impulse, but afterward, they wanted to make the matter bigger. After all, the law did not punish the masses.

If all the student representatives from every grade on the training field became involved in this chaotic brawl, then afterward, the chances of everyone receiving severe punishment would be much lower.

"Protect yourself. If you get the chance, you can show what you can do too."

Yan casually instructed Tuo Ba Hong, then moved his feet and crashed into the chaotic crowd. Before his opponent could react, he knocked one person straight to the ground with a punch.

Yan's move naturally made the situation even more chaotic. In truth, there was no such thing as making it more chaotic anymore. Without teachers to restrain them, the students naturally made the matter bigger and bigger.

Now, even the youngest first-years had joined this chaotic fight. The situation became increasingly out of control, though fortunately, only these hundred-odd student representatives had clashed. It had not continued spreading to all the students, which was at least a small blessing amid the misfortune.

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