Chapter 73: The Academy Competition Comes to An End (1/2)

Chapter 73: The Academy Competition Comes to An End

Lu Kai was frightened looking at the two groups of the Tempest of Hell’s cyclones enveloping over him. The crying sound emitted from them made his heart shiver!

Fearful, Lu Kai forced himself to move the four wings at his back, open and close. In an instant, his body spun around into an azure tornado, dodging away speedily.

Still, it was a step too late.

The two cyclones covered Lu Kai, clashing violently against the azure tornado.

“Boom!” a loud blast resounded.

The azure tornado dimmed and its speed slowed, revealing Lu Kai’s body and his frightened eyes.

In the end, the azure tornado shattered away as the Tempest of Hell continued onwards; Lu Kai stumbled back again and again until he reached the edge of the battle stage. Tempest of Hell came right before him and dissipated.

Seeing the two cyclones finally dissipated just inches in front of him, it was as if his pores relaxed and cold sweat soaked back his back, dampening his robe.

Just now, he felt death’s breath.

Death actually came so close to him!

Lu Kai panted heavily; looking at his right hand, he saw that the right half of his robe sleeve was shredded into pieces by Huang Xiaolong’s attack. Cuts on his flesh had blood flowing out and fortunately, this was considered a superficial injury, not as traumatic as it could have been.

When his fright had passed, his complex gaze focused towards Huang Xiaolong. He knew that if it wasn’t for Huang Xiaolong’s mercy, most likely his right hand would be crippled by now!

“I lost!” Lu Kai breathed out and said to Huang Xiaolong. When the words came out, Lu Kai nearly stumbled down from the stage, looking like all of his energy was exhausted and overdrawn.

A commotion swept through the crowd in all directions of the stage.

Prince Lu Kai took the initiative to admit defeat! Voluntarily surrendering!

Someone who had broken through the Seventh Order, possessing a variation Sky Peng martial spirit, who in the end, lost to a peak mid-Sixth Order Huang Xiaolong!

In the Martial Spirit World, the myth a Sixth Order could never win over a Seventh Order was broken by Huang Xiaolong!

Everyone was caught in unbelievable and inconceivable shock.

Whereas up on the honored guest's main platform, each was immersed in their own thoughts.

King Lu Zhe sighed, “I did not expect even Kai’er is not Huang Xiaolong’s opponent.” Then, he turned to look at Marshal Haotian with a gratified expression, laughed, and said “Even more surprising is this Huang Xiaolong’s martial spirit-- it’s actually a Primordial Divine Dragon, the Black Dragon. I look forward to his achievement after winning the Academy’s First Year competition and his journey to the Duanren Empire for the Imperial City Battle ah!”

What Lu Zhe said was heartfelt words; he was indeed looking forward to Huang Xiaolong’s performance in the Imperial City Battle in the Duanren Empire. If he could get into the top ten places, not only is it the Academy’s glory, it would also be the Luo Tong Kingdom’s glory!

Marshal Haotian also laughed agreeably and said: “This one’s wish is the same.” Marshal Haotian held the same anticipation because he knew it wouldn’t be just the Cosmic Star Academy and the Luo Tong Kingdom’s glory, but it would also be the Asura’s Gate honor and glory!

And with Huang Xiaolong participating in the Duanren Empire’s Imperial City Battle, it would be the starting point of rebuilding the Asura’s Gate glory once more.

After that, there was the battle between empires!

A long time later, Sun Zhang finally managed to calm down and he stood up. However, excitement and complicated feelings were still obvious on his face as he looked at Huang Xiaolong on the stage, saying “This battle, Huang Xiaolong wins! The First Year champion is Huang Xiaolong!”

The First Year champion, Huang Xiaolong!

When the crowd heard Sun Zhang announced the result, the Holy Hall broke out in a frenzy.

Li Lu laughed, Fei Hou laughed, and Marshal Haotian also laughed, not excluding the guards from the Marshal Mansion!

The atmosphere in the huge hall boiled up; Zhong Yuan, who was standing amongst the crowd, turned pale white and his eyes were filled with hate and fear as he stared fixedly at Huang Xiaolong on the stage.

Huang Xiaolong won! He got the first place in the First Year competition, then his bet with Huang Xiaolong…?

Zhong Yuan felt only bleak darkness before him.