Chapter 483 – The Orthodox Academy Walks into a New Era (1/2)

Chapter 483 - The Orthodox Academy Walks into a New Era

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”You actually haven't forgotten about it…” Chen Changsheng was quite amazed at this.

”Both members of that couple are part of the Storms of the Eight Directions—who wouldn't be interested in their matters? In fact, I even have some suspicions that when Wuqiong Bi was in the Li Palace Academy, she might have had an affair with Daoist Siyuan. Or else why would she send her own son to help Daoist Siyuan charge through enemy lines? And why would Bie Yanghong be so wary and have Su Moyu come to the Orthodox Academy to offer support?” Tang Thirty-Six began walking towards the lake as he spoke, ”But anyhow, that idiot Bie Tianxin is Wuqiong Bi's son, but in no way does it mean that he's Bie Yanghong's son. What do you think, could he be Daoist Siyuan's seed? Sigh. But this is a private matter, so you can't go spreading it around everywhere. Su Moyu especially is not allowed to hear this. After all, this is his own uncle; it must be so embarrassing.”

He turned to his side but realized that no one was there.

At some point, Chen Changsheng had taken his leave and had already reached the grass on the other side of the wall.

As he looked over, Tang Thirty-Six asked in confusion, ”What are you doing?”

Chen Changsheng didn't even turn his head, waving his hand as he said, ”I'm going to see if the food is done.”

The three matches of the early morning had concluded very quickly. Lunchtime came early and there was even time for a small nap afterwards. Only after the sun had moved a little westward and the stuffiness was somewhat dispelled did the Orthodox Academy's gate open once more.

It was Tang Thirty-Six leading the group. The new students of the Orthodox Academy stood behind him on the stone steps, their faces filled with the intermingled emotions of excitement and unease.

Without the slightest surprise, the first student to represent the Orthodox Academy lost. At the moment his opponent's sword seemed ready to fall, Tang Thirty-Six's voice promptly rose up, ”We'll end it here.”

The second match was a loss, the third match was a loss, and the next few matches of the Orthodox Academy were all very straightforward losses. The normally exceptionally bustling scene was now pervaded with an oppressive atmosphere. Only the voices of Tang Thirty-Six and the new students of the Orthodox Academy could be heard.

”That's about it.”

”I said that's about it!”

”I'm speaking so why aren't you listening?”

These words were Tang Thirty-Six's and he was speaking to those people who had come to challenge the Orthodox Academy.

The words of the new students of the Orthodox Academy were much simpler. They basically didn't exceed five words.

”Concede.”

”I concede.”

”I’ve conceded.”

Only after they returned to the Orthodox Academy's gate, finally casting off the tension and alien feeling they had felt in battle were they finally able to say a little more. Standing on the stone steps, they chatted with their schoolmates.

”Was there anything wrong with the attack I made just now?”