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"As expected of a child, charging straight in like that!"

Tang San's eyes lit up; he believed Qin Qi had been deceived by his Ghost Shadow, which was why he had walked over.

Seizing the opportunity, he launched an attack immediately!

But the moment his strike reached Qin Qi, Qin Qi's body dodged with eerie grace, moving like willow catkins caught in a breeze!

Tang Sect, Catkin Step—one moves like willow catkins drifting with the wind!

While dodging, Qin Qi's completely relaxed muscles tensed in that very instant!

Fast, fierce, and powerful force erupted in a flash: Tang Sect close-quarters technique, Instant Strike!

Tang San had not yet recovered from the shock of Qin Qi dodging his attack when that swift, violent blow landed squarely on his chin.

In an instant, he felt the world spinning, his brain swimming with dizziness, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud!

"Why?"

Tang San was concussed. Lying on the ground, he used his last bit of strength to look up at Qin Qi, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment!

Why had he been defeated in a single instant? Why were Qin Qi's movements so fast?

Tang San couldn't understand. He didn't know why he, the most talented disciple of the Tang Sect, had been defeated like this!

Qin Qi looked down at the fallen Tang San, his body still relaxed, not a shred of aura released.

"Defeated so easily."

"Has this kid been smurfing for so long that he's forgotten how to play in the top-tier matches?"

Watching Tang San, who had been defeated by him so effortlessly, Qin Qi was also a bit puzzled.

He was supposed to be a disciple of another Tang Sect; how could he be so careless?

It was a waste of how serious I was earlier.

Meanwhile, the principals, teachers, and students all had their mouths agape in shock, yet not a single sound escaped them.

"This..."

The Principal of Notting watched the scene, completely at a loss for how to evaluate it. If he said Qin Qi was impressive, well, Qin Qi hadn't really done anything; to their eyes, he had simply walked over and knocked Tang San down with a single punch.

There were no flashy maneuvers—it was just simple and direct.

But if he said he wasn't impressive, Tang San, a Spirit Master with a century-level Spirit Ring, had been instantly taken out.

The Principal of Notting didn't know what to say.

"Are you two throwing the match?"

"You old geezer, is this really necessary? They're both competitors with three century-level Spirit Rings, and you're still throwing the match?"

"And acting so poorly at that! Do you take us for fools?"

The principals of the other three schools wore expressions of extreme displeasure, convinced this was a fixed match.

That child named Tang San had such impressive footwork; how could he be knocked down by such a simple punch?

This had to be a performance for their benefit—the Principal of Notting was too despicable!

"It really isn't this time, you have to believe me!"

The Principal of Notting tried to explain.

"Believe you? You old scoundrel, you're as crooked as they come!"

"You have no credibility left with us."

"Heh, keep talking. If I believe a single word, I'm a complete idiot."

The three principals sneered as they spoke.

"I'm telling the truth this time!"

The Principal of Notting looked at the arena and swallowed hard. Why was it that no one believed him even when he told the truth?

"Qin Qi is truly impressive!"

"I've been watching that child for a long time, and I knew he had it in him. Looking at him now, he really is capable!"

"Teacher Zhao, you're quite close with that child, aren't you?"

The teachers began to discuss as well, though they were mostly praising Qin Qi while simultaneously flattering Teacher Zhao.

"We're just acquaintances. The child has his own natural talent; it has nothing to do with me. I didn't help much."

Teacher Zhao wore a smile, but she didn't take credit for his success.

She knew her own limits well enough; she was fine for teaching ordinary children, but a genius like Qin Qi?

She couldn't teach him. Qin Qi's achievements were all his own.

"Sigh, that Tang San is such a pity."

"The kid had some talent, but it's a real shame!"

"Indeed. If he hadn't been dragged down by Grandmaster and had just studied properly, perhaps he wouldn't have lost so miserably."

The few teachers didn't bother lowering their voices; their words reached Grandmaster's ears—or rather, they were clearly intended for him to hear.

"Grind, grind!"

Grandmaster clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding together, but he had no way to refute them.

"If you ask me, it's not that much of a pity. The kid himself has a crooked mind."

"As a Work-Study Student, instead of studying hard and putting in the effort, he actually thought about taking Grandmaster as his mentor."

"He thought he was latching onto a powerful backer, but he never expected to find such a dead weight instead."

Another teacher spoke up at this moment.

"Sigh, a student of a loser is still a loser, and a disciple of a clown is still a clown," one teacher sighed, shaking his head.

"Pfft!"

Grandmaster, listening from the side, could no longer bear it. Overcome with rage, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yet, none of the teachers present stepped forward to show concern; instead, they all backed away, as if worried the blood might splatter onto them.

"Medical staff, hurry up and provide emergency aid!"

The Principal of Notting frowned at the sight and gave the order.

The academy's medical staff hurried over upon hearing the Principal's command, then placed Yu Xiaogang onto a stretcher and carried him away.

At the same time, others carried Tang San away. Tang San was still fully conscious, and he caught the look in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

It was the look one gives to something completely useless—the look one gives to a piece of trash!

"!!!"

Tang San's head spun. He couldn't speak, but he was deeply resentful—resentful toward Qin Qi, and resentful toward Yu Xiaogang!

I still have methods! I haven't used my other Martial Soul yet, and I haven't used my Hidden Weapons!

I have so many more moves I haven't unleashed! I was just careless; if we did it again, I would definitely win!

Tang San felt indignant toward Qin Qi in his heart, convinced that he had only lost because he was careless. If there were a rematch, he would certainly win!

And you, you good-for-nothing! If you hadn't wasted my time and had given me more time to train, I definitely wouldn't have lost!

You useless Yu Xiaogang! Not only can you not help me, you've even hindered my cultivation!

I should have killed you back in the Soul Hunting Forest!

Tang San glared at Grandmaster, his teeth bared. That look of being treated like a useless object stung his heart deeply!

After Grandmaster and Tang San were carried away, the competition continued. The two left standing on the arena were, unsurprisingly, Qin Qi and Xiao Wu. The two sparred, and the fight ended in a single move, just as before.

Assassination only ever offers one chance. You seize that chance, and either the enemy falls, or you do.

Qin Qi had learned this lesson well from Tang Jiaren and had executed it perfectly!

[Ding, congratulations on achieving first place in the Spirit Master Academy sparring match. Reward: Achievement Points +10, Credits +500]

[Ding, congratulations on unlocking the Academy Series quest: Unprecedented and Unrepeatable, the first person in the history of Notting Academy!]

Qin Qi listened to the notifications in his mind, but he didn't check them. For now, he needed to give his speech and collect his prize.