"Light of the Junior College!"
"That's our Light of the Junior College! Do any of you have one like him?"
"Zhuo the God is incredible! King of the junior colleges!"
"..."
Around him, cheers rose like mountains roaring and seas surging.
With the pressure of his Golden Core Divine Sense, Chen Zhuo had fought three higher-level cultivators and defeated them all within five minutes. The entire arena was stunned!
Every junior college student was shouting his praises.
Seeing this, Chen Zhuo let out a breath, his emotions surging.
We're the champions!
Amid the thunderous cheers, Chen Zhuo looked around.
He spotted quite a few familiar faces in the crowd.
Teacher Xiao Yugang wore a gratified smile.
Sijing was waving her hand.
His former classmates, including Xie Yunling and Liang Ningwan, were there cheering for him too.
There was also Sangluo Continent clutching the Jade Purification Bottle, looking ready to cry, and Qi Panqiu staring blankly into space...
Well, never mind those two.
Chang Qing, meanwhile, limped over with a hand pressed to his head and sat beside his junior fellow disciple Ye Shuangning. Both clutched their heads, their faces haggard.
Faced with this sight, Chen Zhuo drew a deep breath. He had a thousand things he wanted to say to these junior college students.
"Everyone!"
Chen Zhuo's voice rang like a great bell, instantly drowning out the crowd. "I'm delighted to have won this honor for junior college students... Before long, I'll face the strongest university student. They haven't decided who that is yet, but they already have a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivator on their side..."
"We believe in you, Zhuo the God!"
"Beat the university students for us!"
"You're the pride of the junior colleges!"
"..."
The crowd erupted as soon as Chen Zhuo finished speaking.
Seeing this,