90: Fei Xiaobao, don't be a coward.

A figure appeared on the central arena.

Wearing a black tank top, baggy shorts, and flip-flops, it was none other than Ning Xing.

A booming voice spread out, "All new Trainees of the 2122 cohort, after half a month, we are gathered together once again. It's time to see who is a mule and who is a horse. Let the competition begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Xing's figure vanished.

Then, figures appeared on the nine arenas, two on each, all of them Lower Academy Trainees.

A mechanical broadcast voice sounded.

"Begin!"

"Ding!~"

"Dang!~~"

The sound of weapons clashing immediately erupted from the arenas, with techniques appearing from time to time.

Xiao Weiqing watched intently; he also wanted to know what level everyone had reached one month after their Awakening.

The Trainees on the arenas all possessed Level 3 Extraordinary Talent. In Luo Jiang Academy, this was very common, but if they were placed in outside Supernatural University, they would absolutely be top-tier Geniuses.

These Trainees held nothing back, doing their best and showcasing their strengths, wanting to defeat their opponents as quickly as possible.

However.

Five minutes passed before the first person to be defeated appeared.

It was on Arena 5.

A girl was knocked off the arena. Her pretty face flushed red, she stomped her foot, and her figure vanished, returning to the spectator stands. Her match had ended, and her opponent followed closely behind, also disappearing.

Two figures appeared on Arena 5 once again, and without a word, the two immediately clashed.

Xiao Weiqing watched for half an hour, but lost interest.

How should he put it?

These Trainees with Level 3 Extraordinary Talent had not yet filled their divine palace; the vast majority still relied on physical martial arts or weapons.

They fought for ages without any result.

It was a bit boring to watch; for him, these people could be dealt with in a single move.

Inside a spacious private box.

Ning Xing, the deans of the three academies, and the instructors from each academy were watching the battle together.

Ning Xing was still chomping on a cigar and said loudly, "This year's new Trainees are not bad, decent enough, unlike last year, which was full of useless trash."

Zhong Wen laughed, "Principal Ning, you shouldn't let Principal Dong hear you say that."

Ning Xing laughed, "So what if he hears? What can he do? Look at his pathetic state. How many cohorts has it been? How many decent Powerhouses has he produced?"

"Trying to act like a principal? He should learn the philosophy of teaching first."

The teachers smiled knowingly.

Their Principal Ning could be said to be a completely hands-off principal when it came to teaching, but he couldn't help that his luck was good. Every cohort had good seedlings; some Trainees from previous cohorts had even achieved Second Awakening and reached the Fifth Realm before graduation.

"Alright, you all keep watching. I'm heading out and will come back in the afternoon."

After speaking, his figure vanished.

Everyone shook their heads helplessly.

At this moment.

Zhong Wen spoke up, "Qian Yi, I heard you took on an apprentice?"

"Yes," Qian Yi replied.

"You haven't taken on Trainees in a long time, right? What kind of Genius made you take an apprentice so early?"

Qian Yi parted her red lips slightly, "She caught my eye. Her name is Wei Lan. Her Mental Energy exceeds Level 15, and she follows the path of a Spirit Cultivator."

"Whoa, she's already Level 15?" an instructor exclaimed.

Qian Yi smiled, "That was last month; she's nearly Level 17 now."

Zhong Wen nodded, "That is indeed impressive."

Then, seemingly remembering something, "Surname Wei? Could it be?"

Qian Yi nodded.

Sun Bing, who was to the side, said, "From the Wei Family of Xinchang Prefecture. She awakened a Pupil Technique."

"Not bad."

"However, their Wei Family's Pupil Technique Bloodline has been thinning day by day in recent years. I wonder if this Wei Lan will be able to achieve Second Awakening in the future?"

Three hours.

Passed in the blink of an eye.

After 6 or 7 rounds of battles, 156 Trainees were decided from the Middle Academy and Lower Academy, basically all Trainees with Level 4 Extraordinary Talent.

There were very few Level 3s, fewer than 20.

These Trainees would spar with the one hundred Trainees from the Upper Academy in the afternoon to showcase what they had learned and were capable of.

...

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The front row of the arena spectator area was packed.

The Trainees from the Middle and Lower Academies also wanted to see the strength of the Upper Academy and know just how large the gap between them really was. There was also a portion of people who came specifically to see Xiao Weiqing.

Top 20 on the Heavenly Ladder, 100% win rate, and he had defeated someone with Level 6 Extraordinary Talent.

These achievements, no matter which one, left them shocked. Finally, they had the opportunity to witness it for themselves.

Everyone was looking forward to this immensely.

A group of teachers was also very interested in this; the Upper Academy students were the face of their Luo Jiang Academy.

Inside the private box.

Ning Xing was still in his down-to-earth attire, a cigar in his mouth, surrounded by the three deans and over a dozen instructors.

Not only that, there were over twenty other teachers; these were all Powerhouses currently at the school who were willing to recruit students.

They had come to watch the battle to gauge the strength of the Trainees.

"Begin!"

The mechanical broadcast voice spread across the plaza.

Xiao Weiqing looked at his Wristband.

"Arena 6, opponent Wang Ping, Level 4, 'Weapon'."

He clicked accept.

Xiao Weiqing's figure appeared on Arena 6.

Opposite him was another young man, holding a Niuwei Dao.

Unlike Xiao Weiqing's composure, Wang Ping felt like he had just been screwed over by a husky.

"How did I run into this Devil King?"

He took a deep breath.

Wang Ping cupped his hands and said, "Devil King, please give me your guidance."

Xiao Weiqing: "?"

"No, Brother Qing, please give me your guidance." Wang Ping quickly corrected himself.

Xiao Weiqing nodded, and the Red Dragon unsheathed, "Come."

Wang Ping didn't waste words and slashed over with his saber.

As soon as Xiao Weiqing's figure appeared on Arena 6, it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

They were all incredibly eager to see Xiao Weiqing make a move.

Ning Xing and the others were the same. These teachers were usually very busy and had only heard Xiao Weiqing's name; except for a few instructors, none had seen Xiao Weiqing before.

Only Zhao Jia knew Xiao Weiqing's approximate strength, but it was limited to his saber technique.

"Not bad, the saber technique is concise, very solid basic skills," Ning Xing nodded, "Zhao Jia, did you give Xiao Weiqing private lessons?"

Hearing Ning Xing's question, Zhao Jia smiled, "I taught him defensive techniques for over half a month. He has a talent for close-quarters combat."

"Oh? To have such close-quarters combat strength in half a month is rare. What about his Extraordinary Talent?"

Li Ding replied, "After his battle with Qin Tian previously, he hasn't revealed much, but since he could enter the top 20 of the Heavenly Ladder, it shouldn't be bad. His divine palace is also already at Perfection."

Sun Bing also said, "Xiao Weiqing's Extraordinary Talent is indeed extraordinary. The flame is not an ordinary fire; it can burn Spiritual Qi and is not extinguished by water."

Ning Xing nodded. After all, it was a True Art and had uniqueness; it would be abnormal if it weren't special.

Arena 6.

The two had been fighting for several minutes, with Wang Ping attacking and Xiao Weiqing defending.

Several minutes passed.

Wang Ping hadn't even touched the hem of Xiao Weiqing's clothes, which dealt a huge blow to him.

"Is this a real Genius?"

Wang Ping's Level 4 Weapon was the Gale Saber. Although he hadn't practiced the saber since he was young, after over half a month of Cultivate, he considered his saber technique to have reached Minor Achievement.

He could squeeze into the top 10,000 on the Heavenly Ladder, yet he didn't expect that Xiao Weiqing, holding a saber, would leave him helpless just by defending.

"Damn it, you're a Technique Cultivator."

"This makes me look so weak," Wang Ping roared internally.

The next moment.

Wang Ping's Spiritual Qi surged, kicking up waves of wind.

"Gale Saber!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

Three consecutive saber strikes.

But they still couldn't break through Xiao Weiqing's defense. Instead, he was exhausted and panting, his Spiritual Qi near depletion.

Wang Ping stood still, looking dazed, with confusion and unwillingness, and vanished from the arena.

"He surrendered?"

Xiao Weiqing was stunned. He looked at his Wristband; the result was out. The opponent surrendered, and he successfully advanced to the next round. His figure flashed, and he returned to the spectator stands.

Wei Lan's battle had ended long ago; less than 10 seconds after getting on stage, her opponent was insta-killed.

"Brother Qing is amazing, defeating a Trainee with Level 4 Extraordinary Talent using only saber technique."

Xiao Weiqing shook his head, "He surrendered himself."

"That's because he was pissed off by you," Zhuang Yu said unhappily.

Zhuang Yu was sitting diagonally behind him, arms crossed, with a sword in the middle.

"It shouldn't be that bad. It was just a spar; I was practicing with him, he should be thanking me," Xiao Weiqing felt a bit wronged.

"Hmph, if you were a Martial Cultivator, of course there would be no problem. But you are a Technique Cultivator. Doing this will make your opponent think you are playing with him, and even make him feel that his Extraordinary Talent is useless, leading to a lack of confidence."

"Zhuang Yu, that's slander. You aren't him, how do you know what he's thinking?" Xiao Weiqing retorted.

"Hmph!~"

Zhuang Yu remained silent and glared at Xiao Weiqing.

Three minutes later.

Xiao Weiqing welcomed his second-round opponent.

A girl.

This time, Xiao Weiqing learned from the experience of the previous match.

After the match started.

He insta-killed the girl with one Fire Owl move.

Seeing the large hole in her chest, the girl looked terrified and burst into tears of grievance.

Fortunately, her figure vanished immediately, returning to the spectator stands, her physical state restored to normal.

The girl touched her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness, thank goodness, everything is there."

Then she started to condemn him.

"This Xiao Weiqing, he doesn't know how to cherish the fairer sex at all, hateful."

Xiao Weiqing returned to the spectator stands.

"Xiao Weiqing, you were too heavy-handed. I saw that girl seemed to be crying," Fei Xiaobao said.

Zhuang Yu also said, "Xiao Weiqing, the attacks were indeed too heavy. At least let her show something; the teachers are all watching."

Xiao Weiqing: "..."

"Damn it, you both say whatever you want. You two better pray you don't run into me."

Xiao Weiqing secretly decided that if he encountered these two, he must leave them with an unforgettable memory.

The opponents in the next two rounds were not weak. During the battles, he would let them make their moves before defeating them with thunderous force.

The match arrived at the 5th round.

"Arena 6, opponent Fei Xiaobao, Level 5, 'Technique'."

Xiao Weiqing smiled.

"Fuck! It's over."

Fei Xiaobao exclaimed, with an expression like he was constipated.

"Fei Xiaobao, I'll be waiting for you."

Xiao Weiqing's figure vanished and appeared on Arena 6.

Zhuang Yu patted Fei Xiaobao's shoulder, "Don't be a coward, Fatty, kill him."

"Get lost!"

Fei Xiaobao said unhappily, and his figure vanished, also appearing on Arena 6.