How Do You Educate People?

Ji Wushuang arrived almost as soon as Xue He was pinned to the ground.

She lifted her foot and stomped.

Pfft!

Xue He's head exploded.

The Nascent Soul had just escaped when she grabbed it and, with a bang, crushed it.

This gruesome scene sent the audience screaming.

"Young Marshal is mighty!"

On the presidential platform, the elder in purple robes glanced at the King Yan and said coldly, "Is he trying to make a name for himself? Heh..."

"It's better than you hiding someone who steals bloodlines and has no bottom line. Be careful you don't suffer backlash one day!"

The King Yan's lips curved into a faint smile.

Good things kept happening, this was great!

Next up was Fang Jiuding against Guan Yue.

She was a woman, a Nascent Soul stage powerhouse from Ruyi Xuan.

For Fang Jiuding, who was only at Golden Core fifth stage, this seemed a bit difficult.

Guan Yue held her jade flute and chuckled, "Your weapon is quite unique, fellow Daoist."

Fang Jiuding grinned and tapped the bottom of his pot. "It's not just a weapon, it can cook, and I can even sleep in it. Little sister, if you like it, I'll take you inside to stay for a couple of days?"

Guan Yue's face darkened. She reprimanded, "You have a face that just begs to be punched. Kill!"

The jade flute spun, shooting out waves of terrifying sound.

"You bastard!" Fang Jiuding yelped and swung his pot, smashing it down. The runes on the pot's bottom were blinding.

The clang, clang, clang of his blows echoed throughout the arena.

Many people's mouths twitched as they watched.

Using a pot as a weapon, they had truly seen it all.

The moment Guan Yue's attack paused, Fang Jiuding suddenly flung out his chain.

A piercing sonic boom replaced the sound waves, resonating throughout the entire venue.

The chain circled, wrapping around more and more, forming a terrifying vortex.

The vortex grew longer and longer, eventually forming a fearsome spear.

"Retreat!"

Boom!

The spear charged forward fiercely.

Guan Yue's expression changed drastically.

The jade flute spun like a net. With one impact, the net shattered and she was thrown back, spitting blood.

She slammed into the array barrier and slowly slid down.

Just as she was about to get up, clang!

Her vision went black as she was violently smashed by the bottom of the pot.

Guan Yue's eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

"My god..."

Lu Chen covered his face.

"Heh heh, I'll take her back as my wife!" Fang Jiuding said with a lewd grin. He swept his pot's opening, and Guan Yue disappeared from her spot.

"Despicable!" The elders of Ruyi Xuan were furious.

"Senior, please calm your anger. She's fallen into my Spirit Binding Array, and I need to personally dismantle it. However, it consumes a lot of energy and takes a long time. I had to protect her first. Rest assured, I will treat her well!"

"Hmph hmph~..." The Ruyi Xuan elder trembled with rage. "I told you to release her!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Senior, you don't like to be reasoned with? Believe it or not, I'll take her out and chop off her head?"

"You..." The Ruyi Xuan elder's face turned green upon hearing this.

"Don't worry, this old man will vouch for my boy here, hehe!" Old Ancestor Tianyan chuckled.

A few of the more attractive and talented women present had been claimed by his disciples.

This kid had good taste.

Next was Lu Ran's battle.

His opponent was Chu Feiyang, a rogue cultivator and a peak Golden Core sword cultivator.

Before Chu Feiyang's sword light could even reach him, demonic mist suddenly surged around Lu Ran. A sharp claw emerged from the mist and seized the sword's edge.

With a forceful pull, bang!

The sword peak exploded, and Chu Feiyang felt as if he were pierced by a thousand needles. Blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he collapsed on the ground, weak.

With just one strike, Chu Feiyang was defeated.

Lu Ran looked at Lu Chen, a sinister smile curling on his lips.

Lu Chen directly gave him the middle finger and then jumped onto the stage.

His opponent was Miao Yuan from Tianyu Academy, a cultivator at the intermediate Nascent Soul stage.

This was Tianyu Academy's true trump card against him.

Miao Yuan's arms were wrapped in bronze chains, inscribed with runes that suppressed ancient demons. His late Nascent Soul aura surged, and a three-headed, six-armed Demon Subduing Dharma Image materialized behind him.

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed.

He had somehow created a bloodline Dharma Image of a Martial Dao Cultivator using chains and inscriptions.

It was equivalent to cultivating both immortal and martial paths simultaneously.

These chains were no simple matter; the combination of the two gave a refreshing impression.

"Furnace Supreme Treasure!" Miao Yuan glimpsed the phantom image above Lu Chen's head and took a deep breath, sneering, "A waste whose bloodline has been stripped, you dare to use such a treasure?"

The chains suddenly straightened like spears, stabbing towards Lu Chen's vital points.

Lu Chen dodged using Wind and Thunder Steps, while three clones wielding bone blades charged towards the Dharma Image.

Miao Yuan formed a hand seal and sneered. The chains suddenly split into thousands, binding the clones and Lu Chen himself into a silkworm cocoon.

The Demon Subduing Dharma Image brought its six arms together, condensing a Buddhist "卍" seal and pressing it down towards the Furnace, "I will refine these evil artifacts of yours!"

"Evil artifacts?" Lu Chen laughed in rage, his True Martial Armor erupting with a blinding white light.

The Myriad Manifestations Furnace suddenly appeared, intending to absorb the Buddhist seal and chains entirely.

Miao Yuan's expression drastically changed; his Dharma Image was actually being pulled forward unstably.

Lu Chen's main body seized the opportunity to charge forward, his Earth Shattering Collapse Fist, imbued with boundless Protective Aura, crashing into Miao Yuan's chest.

BOOM!

Miao Yuan spat out fragments of internal organs, which shot out like cannonballs and smashed against the array barrier.

He roared ferociously, summoning his natal Nascent Soul to self-destruct, but it was enveloped by the fleeting Devouring Furnace.

As the Furnace spun, the Nascent Soul let out a miserable howl before being directly swallowed.

"Scoundrel!" The elder in purple robes roared.

"What is it?" Old Ancestor Tianyan's cold snort suddenly sounded. "Sending a Nascent Soul cultivator was already embarrassing enough, do you want to try as well?"

The elder in purple robes' face turned crimson, and he roared, "Lu Chen is ruthless and insane. Such a cultivator will only become a disaster for Great Yan."

"Get lost!" Old Ancestor Tianyan was almost amused to death.

Quite a few people below the stage also burst into laughter.

When it came to ruthlessness, who was more ruthless than Tianyu Academy?

"Want to come up and spar?" Lu Chen fiddled with the opening of the Asura Furnace, provoking, "See if I can smash you to death in one cauldron like my second brother!"

Pfft!

Many people spat out their drinks.

Fang Jiuding laughed heartily, "Third brother, you haven't learned the essence yet. How can you smash him to death? Gaga Gaga..."

"Insolent!" The purple-robed elder's eyes turned red with anger.

"Sigh!" Lu Chen sighed deeply. "Such a good academy, a place for education, how did it become so chaotic? Do you think it should be like this?"

Lu Chen looked towards the envoy from the Heavenly Dao Academy.

The old man's eyelids twitched, and his expression sank slightly. "You've won, why aren't you getting off the stage?"

"Why don't you tell us? Everyone is willing to hear your opinion, right?"

"Yes!" The entire audience echoed in unison.

The old man was almost furious to death, but he still suppressed his immense anger and said, "How does Tianyu Academy educate people? Reflect on yourselves! Continue!"

With that, he waved his hand and closed his eyes.

His chest heaved, filled with unbearable anger.

He knew very well the weight of his words.

It was equivalent to slapping Tianyu Academy in the face in front of the world, and it also reminded everyone that academies are places for nurturing people, not for participating in world conflicts.

"Yes, yes, reflect properly when you get back. I suggest you remove him first. Lu Ran repays kindness with enmity, is inherently cold-blooded and ruthless, and steals people's bloodlines. Not only does the academy not punish him, but they even took him as a closed-door disciple. You have been deceived... no!"

Lu Chen suddenly understood, looking at the old man in purple with confusion, "You clearly know he stole my bloodline and has a terrible reputation, so why are you still keeping him?"

"And to ensure he could go far in the Martial Arts Tournament, fearing I would threaten him, you kept having disciples self-destruct to kill me. You guys..."

"Shut up!" The old man in purple trembled.

"Don't be like that. I'm the victim. You won't strip me of my right to speak, will you, senior?"

Lu Chen tossed the ball back to the envoy from Heavenly Dao Academy.

"Get down!" The envoy from Heavenly Dao Academy was extremely annoyed.

"Oh..." Lu Chen suddenly let out a meaningful sound, a drawn-out, winding utterance that sparked endless imagination.

"Hahaha..." King Yan threw his head back and laughed heartily, a sound that was extremely grating to the ears of the envoy from Heavenly Dao Academy and the old man in purple.

"Alright, alright, Lu kid, hurry up and get down. Others still need to compete. Don't disrupt the bigger picture!"

"Hey, hey, hey. See? If you speak nicely, you'll be comfortable, and I'll be comfortable too. Why insist on provoking everyone!"

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

Many people couldn't help but spit out their drinks.