He would have paid no attention to provocations from Xie Xie or Tang Wulin, and could even have regarded them as bluffing. But facing Hu Fangyuan, he truly understood that the other boy really saw them as a bunch destined to lose.
The disdain in that tone could not have been faked.
"If your ears are deaf, you might as well donate them."
Hu Fangyuan looked at Wei Xiaofeng disdainfully. "You don't actually think striking a few cool poses will win you this match, do you? Scrub."
"You're asking for death!" Wei Xiaofeng's eyes reddened, and he was about to charge over.
Zhang Yangzi reached out to stop him.
Seeing that the air between the two sides already reeked of gunpowder before the match had even begun, Long Hengxu could not help frowning.
"Let me stress this: this is an internal academy match. Stop short of injuring your opponents. You are here only to determine the winner, not deliberately hurt anyone. Otherwise, the academy will impose additional penalties." He raised his voice. "Is that clear?"
Neither side spoke, which counted as tacit agreement.
"Good. Prepare for the match. Both sides, step back."
Under Long Hengxu's supervision, both sides retreated, opening up a distance of fifty meters.
They took their positions.
The entire venue fell silent.
Everyone held their breath.
Long Hengxu raised his right hand high.
"Begin!"
With that shout, his right hand swept sharply down.
The ultimate showdown between the first-year freshman classes had finally begun.
Almost at the same instant.
Wei Xiaofeng and Xie Xie charged out almost simultaneously.
They had long found each other displeasing, and had long since run out of patience.
"Azure Shadow Stacking!"
Two Yellow Soul Rings instantly emerged beneath Wei Xiaofeng's feet, while azure light flashed over his body. The phantom of a