Once everyone came to their senses, they were already back in the Great Hall arena. Though they had died in different orders, they had all returned to the academy together. The two teams, twenty-two people in total—whether they had died or not—stood facing one another, each wearing a different expression.
Li Shuangmu swept his gaze over both sides, taking in every expression before saying, "Yin Kuang, Zhu Tong, report the results of the exam!"
Zhu Tong gave a faint snort and turned to leave without another word. She paid no attention whatsoever to Li Shuangmu, Yin Kuang, Zhuge Lian, or even Pseudo-Seiya. Naturally, she was about to become Queen Sakura. She had every right not to put anyone in her eyes.
The pseudo-anime crowd from Eastern Japan looked at each other. The lower-years did not dare speak, while the upper-years did not wish to, so no one said anything. At last, Pseudo-Seiya said, "Everyone, disperse." As he spoke, Pseudo-Seiya glanced at Yin Kuang's group, lingering especially on Wang Ning. Then he gave Wang Ning a thumbs-up and said, "We'll fight again when we get the chance." With that, his body dissolved into specks of light and vanished.
Pseudo-Sasuke silently glared at Ma Lin before instantly turning into a flock of frantically fluttering black crows and disappearing. The others left one after another as well.
Li Shuangmu had made a fool of himself and could only turn to Yin Kuang. Yin Kuang was not as arrogantly dismissive as Zhu Tong. He said, "We won."
The moment Yin Kuang spoke, those who had died before the final battle all breathed sighs of relief. They had feared that their deaths would affect the outcome of the entire contest. Qian Qianqian in particular jumped excitedly and said eagerly, "Yin Kuang, have you figured out