AGM 165 - Complete Victory
Qin Wentian naturally knew that he had to finish his opponents quickly. Executing the Garuda Movement Technique to its utmost limits, he transformed into a stream of light as he blasted forth with the Forgotten Imprint, his palm imprints overshadowing everything. The little princess lifted her arms in defence, as she too, struck out with her own palm-type innate techniques. The power contained within her palms could be considered devastating, but despite of this, it was still insufficient to match up against Qin Wentian's domineering attacks.
BOOM! A surge of remnant Qi fluttered the little princess's hair as pride and arrogance shone in her eyes. She was even stronger when compared to Leng Ya, but despite of this, she was forced to retreat several steps.
However, her opponent was Qin Wentian!
As the sound of spitting echoed, Qin Wentian's spat out a sharp beam of sword light at an extremely close distance. This caused the beautiful countenance of the little princess to change for the worst. She ducked her head downwards, narrowly avoiding the sword beam. Qin Wentian sent out yet another palm strike, forcing her to retreat as he moved in closer with astounding speed. When the little princess looked up, Qin Wentian's hands were already choking her her neck.
This fellow was really ruthless enough.
"Get down." Qin Wentian threw the little princess unceremoniously off the stage. They could not afford to lose this battle, hence, he naturally wouldn't hold back just because his opponent was a female.
"This bastard." The little princess involuntarily screamed as her hands were clenched in shame. Gritting her teeth, she glared upwards at Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian didn't have time to bother with her. As of this moment, Sikong Mingyue, was trudging forwards with immense force. He was already in front of Fan Le as the ancient slaughter word imprints exploded forth.
"Fatty, give up now!" Qin Wentian shouted. However Fan Le didn't seemed to be worried at all. With a wide grin on his face, he jumped down from the stage immediately, as though his actions were all planned beforehand. He had already bought enough time for Qin Wentian to eliminate the little princess and Leng Ya, so his mission was already accomplished.
"F*CKER!" Sikong Mingyue roared in rage, his killing intent boiled to the max. Ignoring the fact that Fan Le had already given up, he channel his Qi forwards, causing the word imprints to fly towards Fan Le. Fan Le's expression was exceptionally ugly to behold. He didn't think that Sikong Mingyue would still struck out despite him already being off the stage.
"Scram." Fan Le shot out multiple astral arrows, using the force from firing the arrows to aid him in his retreat. Despite his efforts, the remnants of the slaughter Qi's shockwaves still landed on his body, causing him to be slammed to the ground as his inner organs trembled violently from the impact.
Sikong Mingyue didn't continue to care about Fan Le because he felt insane amounts of killing intent erupting from behind him.
As he turned back, his heart involuntarily lurched with terror as the pressure of Qin Wentian's aura assailed him. Especially now, without the amplification effects of Chu Chen and the little princess, he would definitely not be able to stand against Qin Wentian.
It was all the fault of that damned fatty. If it was not for Fan Le holding him back, Qin Wentian wouldn't have had the opportunity to eliminate two of their numbers.
Qin Wentian took a step forwards, Sikong Mingyue's knees went weak as they involuntarily trembled. The Qin Wentian currently felt many times more...demonic? When compared to the past, this aura of absolute obedience was even stronger!
How imposing had he been originally? Now, Sikong Mingyue was suppressed to the point where he had none of his imposing and haughty manner.
Rumble! A terrifying palm strike blasted forwards, as Qin Wentian executed the Falling Mountain Palms of his to its utmost limits.
Sikong Mingyue gave a roar of rage, as his ancient slaughter word imprints struck out with a power so mighty that it was able to overturn oceans and topple mountains. However, each and every of his word imprints were effortlessly shattered by the pressure of the palm strike. Qin Wentian's palm was already right in front of Sikong Mingyue.
With praiseworthy reaction speed, Sikong Mingyue caused his slaughter word imprints to integrate together, revolving in a circle around his palms as he chose to meet Qin Wentian's palm strike head on. Qin Wentian's palm wavered continuously in the air, causing numerous superimposed palm imprints to appear and slam towards Sikong Mingyue.
Kacha! Sikong Mingyue felt as though his arms were about to crumble into pieces. His arms were bounded into a lock by Qin Wentian. He saw Qin Wentian's slightly demonic features up close.
"You must really want to court death." Qin Wentian's icy cold voice was akin to a god of death. With a ferocious squeeze, one of Sikong Mingyue's arm was broken into pieces. Simultaneously, Qin Wentian sent out another palm attack aiming for the chest of Sikong Mingyue.
However, Sikong Mingyue wasn't flung through the air, for his right arm was bound in a vice-like grip by Qin Wentian.
Vomiting out large amounts of fresh blood, Sikong Mingyue gasped for mercy, "I concede." His countenance was bloodlessly white; at this moment, he felt true terror.
As the sound of Sikong Mingyue's voice rang out, all those from the Royal Academy had disbelieving expressions on their faces. In this ten man group battle, Qin Wentian alone turned the tides, overwhelming his opponents with pure strength. What sort of character was Sikong Mingyue of the Duo Prides, how superior and arrogant was he? But at this moment, he was slaughtered like an animal, choosing to utter the words 'I concede' to save his very life.
Qin Wentian wasn't done yet. Wavering his palms, he blasted three more palm imprints onto the body of Sikong Mingyue. Sikong Mingyue's countenance turned ashen when Qin Wentian finally released him. It was unknown how many of his arterial pathways and meridians Qin Wentian had destroyed as Sikong Mingyue was blasted down the stage.
The moment Sikong Mingyue was blasted down, the results of the fight was already apparent.
Currently, Qin Wentian was even stronger compared to the time when he had obtained the championship of the Jun Lin Banquet. Sikong Mingyue wasn't even able to withstand a single attack of his, let alone Hou Tie and Chu Chen. Not only that, on the side of the Emperor Star Academy, other than Fan Le, the rest of their team was still on the stage.
Hou Tie and Chu Chen didn't choose to continue battling, Instead, they lengthened the distance between them and Luo Huan. Turning their heads back to gaze at Qin Wentian, a sense of helplessness filled their hearts. Although they had predicted the Emperor Star Academy would use the team formation battle as their strategy, they had underestimated Fan Le's control as well as Qin Wentian's real strength. As a result, the 'flawless' strategy they had prepared was easily broken.
"Scram." Qin Wentian took another step forwards as he swept his gaze at Chu Chen. That savage-looking silhouette as well as his demonic countenance caused Chu Chen not to have even the slightest notion of resisting.
Chu Chen's features stiffened unnaturally. He walked down the stage, coldly snorting.
Qin Wentian then turned his gaze at Hou Tie, only to see Hou Tie laughing bitterly as he shook his head. If he refused to battle, wasn't it the same as admitting defeat? But if he persisted on, wasn't that merely seeking humiliation for himself?
The students of the Royal Academy stared at the four silhouettes from the Emperor Star Academy on the stage. Fan Le also climbed back up, as he swept his gaze around the crowd with hints of provocation in his eyes.
Qin Wentian's eyes was extremely sharp. He didn't say a word but looked at Old Gu instead.
Old Gu smiled as he flew the griffon over to the stage. An instant later, Qin Wentian and the rest mounted the demonic beast and soared up in the skies, their silhouettes disappearing quickly over the horizon.
Without any words of arrogance or humiliation, they directly left. The remaining students of the Royal Academy were dumbstruck. If Qin Wentian had provoked or humiliated them, they would be able to give vent to their hatred and anger. But now, with no outlet, they could only hold this bout of negativity in them, causing them to feel extremely dissatisfied.
In the air, the griffon was flying. Mountain laughed uproariously, "Seeing that expression on Chu Tianjiao's face was priceless."
"Your defense is really praiseworthy." Luo Chen laughed. Mountain's two Astral Souls were all defensive in nature. If it were not for Mountain defending, Luo Chen would have never been able to deal with Hou Tie's violent attacks.
"Your saber attacks are monstrous as well." Mountain smiled, "However, Junior Brother Qin is still the most powerful."
At this moment, Qin Wentian had already retracted his aura. Currently, he had a look of peace on his face, and was the image of a sunshine youth. Who would have thought that such a guy would be capable of unleashing such a terrifying aura?
"Senior Brother Mountain, don't praise me anymore." Qin Wentian shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
"Why not? Do you still remember the scene when Luo Huan and I went to rescue you back in the Sky Harmony City? During that time, you were pursue by Ye Clan's men left and right, but I could sense the resolution in your eyes. At that moment, I already knew that you would become somebody great in the future, but even so, I would never have expected that you only took such a short period of time to surpass both me and Luo Huan."
Mountain had a straightforward expression on his face as he patted Qin Wentian's shoulder. He truly admired this junior brother of his.
Reminiscence flashed in Qin Wentian's eyes. Indeed, time passed by so swiftly. In just the short span of a year, he felt that his temperament had undergone so many changes.
"Junior brother, when you have many accomplishments in the future, remember to come back to the academy to see me, okay? Don't pretend that you don't know me at that time." Mountain laughed.
"Does senior brother intend to stay within the academy?" Qin Wentian inferred the meaning behind Mountain's words. In any case, he wasn't someone that the sort of person to forget past debts of kindness even if he did become famous.
"Yes, I know myself well. At the most, my absolute limits would be the peak of Yuanfu. After I step into Yuanfu, I will stay in the academy as a guest Elder to guide the younger generations. I hope that I would have a chance to meet someone as talented as you."
Qin Wentian also didn't want to influence Mountain's decision. Looking at the honest and straightforward senior in front of him, he laughed and replied, "If I really do have grand accomplishments out there in the future, I will definitely return and pay a visit to senior."
"Okay. Remember your promise. I have very thick-skin, so I won't forget what you said." Mountain replied.
"Why are you acting like this, it's like Junior Brother Qin is already leaving us." Luo Huan glared at Mountain, causing Mountain to rub his head in response, He continued, "Isn't it because that you, Junior Brother Qin, Yu Fei, and the rest are already about to step into Yuanfu? Sooner or later, you guys would leave the academy."
Luo Huan's beautiful eyes flickered with a strange glow. She would never have expected the clumsy looking Mountain to think about such matters.
"Don't worry, even if this sister leave the academy, when there are chances, I will still come back to visit you." Luo Huan laughed.
The griffon descended downwards. Below them, there were already many silhouettes gathered. Countless youths with expressions of envy in their gazes raised their heads as they gazed at the descending griffon.
This place was the enrolment grounds for the Nine Great Martial Academies. Looking at the pure gazes of the crowd riveted on him, Qin Wentian sighed. Wasn't the state of their hearts now the same as him back then when he just entered the Royal Capital?
"Is that one of the Elders as well as some students from the Emperor Star Academy? Indeed, their demeanor and bearing are all extraordinary." Someone whispered in the crowd below.
"Hehe, don't all of you know? The youth in the middle is none other than the champion of the Jun Lin Banquet, Qin Wentian."
"What, that's Qin Wentian? The most outstanding youth from Chu last year?"
"Grandpa." At this moment, a white crane gave a shrill cry that resounded through the air as it flew to the side of the griffon. The crowd raised their heads, and upon seeing the owner of the silhouette on the crane, their stares froze in reverence and wonder.
"This is the number one beauty of Chu, Mo Qingcheng."
"Lass, you're here." Old Gu laughed.
"Aren't you the one who ask me to be here, saying that our academy would definitely win the showdown with the Royal Academy?" Mo Qingcheng inquired.
"We won, and we won it beautifully." Old Gu was elated. A brilliant glow flashed in Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes as she stared at the group of people standing beside Old Gu before her gaze finally landed onto Qin Wentian.
"I have a name okay." Qin Wentian shrugged.
"Dumbo, right?" Mo Qingcheng gave a laugh filled with charm.
"Okay, enough of this. I shall leave here. You guys shall be the enrolment officers responsible for our academy this year."
After both the griffon and white crane landed, Old Gu commanded them to take off immediately. Upon landing, Luo Huan shot a stare at Qin Wentian as she immediately told Mountain and Luo Chen go to the side, causing Qin Wentian to be speechless.
When the champion of the Jun Lin Banquet stood together with the number one beauty of Chu, it immediately constituted a beautiful scene that captured the focus and attention of others, causing many to involuntarily approached the area of the Emperor Star Academy.
Not long after, the news regarding the loss the Royal Academy suffered was disseminated. This caused many youths who had wanted to enrol in the Royal Academy to abruptly pause as they reconsidered their options.