Seeing that Chen Beiyuan didn't attack Elder Qiong, who had fainted, Vice Principal Liu Wenhui secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
As long as the person didn't die, it was fine!
As long as the person didn't die, it wasn't the worst-case scenario. At least both sides still had room for negotiation.
He was really afraid that Chen Beiyuan would ignore everything and kill someone. Then, it would be his turn to be in a difficult situation.
If a high-level figure of the academy died, it would be a blatant slap in the face and a situation of endless enmity.
Donghua Academy, putting aside everything else, would have to grit its teeth and fight a battle with the Chen Clan of Donghua!
Otherwise, the reputation that the first academy of the Empire had accumulated over the years would be completely ruined.
However, things weren't at their worst.
Even though Elder Qiong had his hands crippled, making him lose face, there was still room to "operate." Who told him to be so mouthy, saying things he shouldn't have and even throwing the first punch?
As if the Donghua Chen Clan could be easily provoked?!
Did they really think the Eighth Rank War Emperor from the Chen Clan, stationed on the border, was a pushover?!
Did they think the million-strong Chen Clan... no, the million-strong Empire army stationed on the border was a joke?!
The head of the Donghua Chen Clan, Chen Zeqing, was not only a peak Seventh Rank War Emperor but also the actual controller of the Empire's Third Battle Zone, a proper big shot in the Empire's military, with immense power.
The Chen Clan's descendants filled major departments within the Empire's military, holding important positions.
That was a behemoth wielding the Empire's military might!
Who the hell would pick a fight with the military?!
So, he's got a head of iron, huh!
Vice-Principal Liu Wenhui glanced back discreetly, but saw nothing.
The one-armed old man, clutching the bloodstained broken blade, whose eyes were glazed over, had vanished without a trace.
Clearly, he was gone!
Whew!
Liu Wenhui finally breathed a sigh of relief. His hanging heart finally settled down.
No one would feel relaxed with a knife at their throat.
It's finally coming to an end.
Liu Wenhui, turning transparent, gestured to the middle-aged referee hiding in the corner below, signaling him to step in.
This middle-aged referee, well-versed in the ways of the workplace, sensed that things were going south when Chen Beiyuan and Elder Qiong clashed. He promptly made a run for it and hid, without even trying to stop them.
The nail that sticks out gets hammered down!
He only made a pittance in a month, what was the point of playing hero!
Getting caught between two behemoths for no reason would be a disaster.
No need to get himself killed!
Seeing that the situation had become clear and stabilized, and with the old leader giving him a look, the middle-aged referee with the Mediterranean hairstyle decisively appeared before the audience, his face filled with righteousness:
"The victor! The loser! Have! Been! Decided!"
"I declare that the final victor of this Academy Competition is: Chen! Beiyuan!"
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
The middle-aged referee clapped for himself, the applause sounding particularly eerie in the silent arena.
It wasn't until the school leaders, headed by Vice-Principal Liu Wenhui on the main stage, stood up and applauded that the audience seats began to respond sporadically, gradually growing in intensity, becoming lively and boisterous, filled with the noise of the crowd.
The cheers almost overturned the entire Battle Martial Zone.
Without a doubt, this Academy Competition was the most exciting one in decades.
Who could have imagined that this Academy Competition would produce a monster like Chen Beiyuan? Not only did he easily defeat the dark horse, Lin Xiao, but he also instantly broke through to the advanced stage of Fifth Rank War Marshal, suppressing a Sixth Rank War King peak with a single punch, almost stomping Donghua Academy's reputation into the ground.
Such a thrilling scene couldn't even compare to the Donghua Graduate Trial that was being held concurrently with the Academy Competition.
Those veteran graduates who had been studying at Donghua Academy for ten years probably wouldn't be Chen Beiyuan's match.
At this moment, Elder Qiong, who was lying in the deep pit and coughing up blood, along with a certain protagonist of destiny who was playing dead in the corner, were completely ignored by everyone.
Even Leng Ruobing, who was sitting in the front row of the audience, didn't even glance at Lin Xiao; her gaze was fixed on Chen Beiyuan.
This was a world of reality, and people only remember the victors.
"Beiyuan, congratulations on winning this Academy Competition. As a special reward for this academy, the Secret Realm of the Eighth Rank Fierce Beast will be opened in three days. You will have one day..."
Liu Wenhui wore a friendly smile, and even his address became much more intimate.
He was prepared to end this "farce" as quickly as possible to save as much face as possible for Donghua Academy.
"Wait, there's one more thing."
However, Chen Beiyuan abruptly interrupted him.
As soon as he spoke, the entire noisy and chaotic scene instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes instinctively focused on him.
Liu Wenhui's expression froze slightly, but he showed no sign of being offended. His face still wore a smile, and he appeared unconcerned, fully demonstrating the composure and tolerance of a great figure.
At this moment, he had also roughly guessed Chen Beiyuan's purpose.
Chen Beiyuan raised his eyes, looking towards the distant corner where Lin Xiao was lying on the ground, pretending to be dead. He spoke in a calm tone:
"Lin Xiao, it's time for you to fulfill your bet!"
Bet?
At this moment, everyone present remembered that Lin Xiao had made a special bet with Chen Beiyuan.
If Lin Xiao lost, he would have to kneel in front of Chen Beiyuan and bark three times in front of everyone.
At this moment, Lin Xiao, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, clearly sensed that everyone in the Battle Martial Zone was focused on him, and his breathing became a bit hurried.
He could naturally hear that Chen Beiyuan's words carried an irresistible meaning.
It was obvious that he couldn't escape this ordeal.
Sometimes, if you don't want to be dignified, someone will help you be dignified.
He had no choice!
Even though the resentment and unwillingness in his heart gnawed at his insides like a venomous snake, assaulting his reason and making him want to perish with everyone else,
he ultimately forced himself to open his eyes, clenching his fists. Trembling, he stood up, lowered his head, and limped toward Chen Beiyuan.
Unlike the protagonists of other generic webnovels, Lin Xiao, this fated protagonist, possessed an extremely unique trait.
He was exceptionally good at enduring!
How far could he endure?
In the original novel, to defeat Chen Beiyuan, he could continuously offer the women around him to his enemy, Chen Beiyuan, to enjoy, while he watched with his own eyes.
People in the martial world gave him the nickname: the Lady-Offering Young Master.
Not on the way to giving up a woman, but on the way to giving up a woman.
Lin Xiao at that time had a classic saying: "I'll be fine, I'll definitely marry you all."
Listen! Listen!
Is that even human language?
There was no helping it. In the original novel, Chen Beiyuan, this fated great villain, would always break through after each crushing defeat, advancing further, his demonic power overwhelming, leaving Lin Xiao, who had been smug for only a short while, in the dust.
In order to catch up with Chen Beiyuan's footsteps, Lin Xiao, who had just been smug for a short while, could only curse, while frantically cultivating and searching for resources, along with playing dirty tricks, constantly giving up women to set people up.
This time, he was only made to kneel down and be a dog, he could still endure it!