Seeing that Chen Beiyuan hadn't killed Elder Qiong, who had fainted, Vice Principal Liu Wenhui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, unconsciously wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
It's good that he didn't die!
As long as the person hadn't died, things weren't at their worst. At least both sides still had room for negotiation.
He was truly afraid that Chen Beiyuan would disregard everything and kill someone. If that happened, he would be in a difficult position.
The death of a high-level figure from the academy would be a blatant slap in the face, a true fight to the death.
Donghua Academy, putting aside other matters, would have to grit its teeth and fight with the Chen family of Donghua!
Otherwise, the reputation the number one academy in 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 then actually laying a hand on someone?
Was the Donghua Chen family so easy to provoke?!
Did he really think the Eighth Rank War Emperor from the Chen family on the border was a pushover?!
The million Chen family... no, the million Imperial troops stationed on the border were also not to be trifled with?!
The Donghua Chen family head, Chen Zeqing, was not only a peak Seventh Rank War Sovereign, but also the actual controller of the Empire's Third Battle Zone, a proper big shot in the Imperial military with immense power.
The Chen family's descendants also filled key positions in various departments of the Imperial military.
That was a behemoth wielding the Empire's might!
Who the hell would pick a fight with a gun barrel?!
Feeling tough, huh?
Vice Principal Liu Wenhui secretly glanced behind him, but saw nothing.
The one-armed old man, clutching the bloodstained broken blade, whose eyes were devoid of color, had vanished without a trace.
Clearly, he was gone!
Whew!
Liu Wenhui finally breathed a sigh of relief. His hanging heart also completely settled.
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, signaling him to step in.
This middle-aged referee, well-versed in the ways of the workplace, sensed that something was amiss when Chen Beiyuan and Elder Qiong clashed. He promptly took to his heels and hid, not even bothering to intervene.
The nail that sticks up gets hammered down!
He only made a pittance each month. Why bother with reputation!
Getting caught between two behemoths for no reason would be a disaster.
No need to get himself involved!
Seeing the situation had become clear and stabilized, and with the old leader giving him a look, the middle-aged referee with the receding hairline decisively appeared before the audience, a righteous expression on his face:
"The victor! The loser! Have! Been! Decided!"
"I announce 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 leaders of Donghua Academy, led by Vice-Principal Liu Wenhui, stood up on the main platform and applauded that a scattered response emerged from the audience. The applause gradually grew, becoming lively and boisterous, with the sound of voices everywhere.
The cheers almost overturned the entire Combat Zone.
Undoubtedly, this Academy Competition was the most exciting one in decades.
Who would have thought that Chen Beiyuan, a monster, would appear in this Academy Competition? Not only did he easily defeat the dark horse, Lin Xiao, but he also broke through to the high stage of Fifth Rank War Marshal in an instant, 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, which was happening concurrently with the Academy Competition.
Those graduating seniors who had studied at Donghua Academy for ten years probably wouldn't be Chen Beiyuan's match.
At this moment, everyone ignored Elder Qiong, who was lying in the deep pit, vomiting blood and unconscious, as well as a certain Protagonist of Destiny pretending to be dead in the corner.
Even Leng Ruobing, who was sitting in the front row of the audience, didn't even glance at Lin Xiao; her eyes were constantly fixed on Chen Beiyuan.
This was a world of reality, where people only remember the victors.
"Beiyuan, congratulations on winning this Academy Competition. As a special reward for this academy, the Eighth Rank ferocious beast Secret Realm will open in three days. You will have one day..."
Liu Wenhui plastered a friendly smile on his face, even his address becoming more intimate.
He was ready to end this "farce" as quickly as possible, to preserve as much face for Donghua Academy as he could.
"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 paused slightly, but there wasn't a trace of anger at being interrupted. He still wore a smile, a look of nonchalance, fully demonstrating the composure and tolerance of a person of high status.
At this moment, he had also roughly guessed Chen Beiyuan's purpose.
Chen Beiyuan raised his eyes and looked towards a distant corner, at Lin Xiao, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead. He spoke in a calm tone:
"Lin Xiao, it's time you fulfilled your bet!"
The bet?!
At this moment, everyone present remembered that Lin Xiao had made a special wager with Chen Beiyuan earlier.
If Lin Xiao lost, he had to kneel in front of Chen Beiyuan in front of everyone and bark three times.
At this moment, Lin Xiao, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, clearly felt the scrutiny of everyone in the Battle Martial Zone, and his breathing became a little hurried.
He naturally could hear that Chen Beiyuan's words carried an undeniable tone.
Obviously, he couldn't escape this hurdle.
Sometimes, if you don't want to be graceful, someone will help you be graceful.
He had no choice!
Even though the resentment and unwillingness in his heart gnawed at his insides like venomous snakes, assaulting his reason and making him want to perish with everyone else,
he ultimately forced himself to open his eyes. Clenching his fists, he shakily stood up, lowered his head, and limped towards Chen Beiyuan.
Unlike the protagonists of other generic webnovels, Lin Xiao, this Protagonist of Destiny, 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 endlessly offer the women around him to Chen Beiyuan, his enemy, to enjoy, watching with his own eyes.
People in the martial world gave him the nickname: The Lady-Gifting Gentleman.
Not on his way to gift a lady, but already gifting one.
At that time, Lin Xiao had a classic saying: "I'm fine, I will definitely marry you all."
Listen! Listen!
Is that even human language?
There was no other choice. In the original novel, Chen Beiyuan, this destined great villain, would always rise after each defeat, becoming even stronger, his demonic power overwhelming, leaving Lin Xiao, who had been smug for a moment, behind.
In order to catch up with Chen Beiyuan's footsteps, Lin Xiao, who had only been smug for a moment, could only curse, cultivate like crazy, search for resources, and, on top of all that, resort to underhanded tricks, constantly gifting ladies and screwing people over.
This time, he only had to kneel down and be a dog; he could endure it!