Faced with this scene, the teachers left with dark faces.
After all that fuss, it turned out to be Ink Academy's own entertainment.
And they had foolishly rushed over to break up the fight.
Well...
Now they also had to watch Ink Academy win the freshman championship and receive extra credits.
The more they thought about it, the more frustrated they felt.
The big fellow from Spirit Martial Academy, in particular, took a deep breath and suddenly roared, "You Spirit Martial brats, take first place, whatever it takes! If you don't, I'll hang every last one of you from a tree when we get back!"
As his voice fell, the burly men scattered around the area immediately grew anxious.
It was as though that tree had some sinister power that inspired fear.
Taking advantage of the gaps in the defenses, these fellows charged recklessly through the streets. If they were caught, they accepted it; if they weren't, they ran for their lives.
Some were bound to slip through the net.
"Spirit Mind students, charge!"
"Cowering like that-do you even look like youngsters?"
Spirit Mind's Director of Teaching also spoke in an icy voice.
Energy surged.
At the head of the group, Wu Qianqiu sprang into action almost the instant the words fell. A sheet of paper appeared behind him, turning into invitation cards that rained down, forcing everyone back as he charged at the front.
The other Spirit Mind students also summoned their Awakening Objects, nimbly evading the sudden attacks.
The Military Academy teacher remained expressionless. Without any lengthy speech, he merely said calmly, "Third Battle Formation."
His words fell.
The students in the second and third tiers took deep breaths, determination in their eyes as they gathered around the seeded competitors in the first tier like bodyguards.
Whenever anyone