So awesome, so amazing.
In the Middle Division's Rotation Battle Arena, Ji Bochang's valiant figure lost its luster the instant he defeated an opponent.
He felt an indescribable pressure, for he found himself facing a pair of eyes as keen as a leopard's-Tang Xiao's.
"Ji Bochang, your match ends here." Tang Xiao's voice was cold and resolute, as though Ji Bochang's defeat were already sealed.
Ji Bochang drew a deep breath to steady his surging emotions, but facing Tang Xiao, his soul power drained away like flowing water.
The moment they exchanged blows in the arena, Ji Bochang knew he was no match for him.
After a dozen or so exchanges, he was defeated, his figure blasted out of the arena.
I've lost... Bitterness filled Ji Bochang's heart. Perhaps his moment of glory would never come.
Chang'an Academy's situation was equally bleak, its record even worse than at the start of the Lower Division's rotation battles.
Li Jinghua, the Lower Division's director of instruction, had just come over with Gao Cuilan and the others. He approached Chen Xiaojun's group to greet and thank them.
After all, Chen Xiaojun's group had turned back the raging tide for the Lower Division. Ji Boxiao and Liu Ru Yi had each defeated two opponents, while Su Ningxia had taken down three.
Even Heaven Dou Academy's three Soul Elders-Mu Xingyun, Aulani, and Yu Zhengjun-had fallen to Su Ningxia, Chen Xiaojun, and Zhu Wuneng respectively.
His brows knitted tightly as he explained to Chen Xiaojun and the others, "Over the years, Heaven Dou Royal Academy has recruited exceptional talents from all over, greatly increasing its strength. I'm afraid our Chang'an Academy will struggle to withstand them."
Mu Zilian sighed softly. "Yes, they've certainly invested plenty of money, resources, and connections. First-rate sects like the Black Tiger