Chapter 58: Officially Begins

The matter of the Wuji Heavenly Book is known by very few people in this world, so Jiliu Jia can only honestly cultivate. Cultivation is the Way of Kings now.

The morning sun rose, and a streak of fish-belly white appeared on the horizon, with wisps of green mist drifting by.

With a clear cry, the Kunpeng kept shaking its head at Jiliu Jia. Jiliu Jia spread his wings, and with a gust of wind close to the ground, he stood on the Kunpeng’s back. Then, the Kunpeng spread its wings and soared towards the sky.

It could be said that this was Jiliu Jia and the Kunpeng’s favorite game. After entering the deep mountains, Jiliu Jia began to spread his wings and compete with the Kunpeng. The Kunpeng was very large, but its speed was extremely fast. Even with the Ice Silkworm Spirit Dragon Wings, Jiliu Jia was no match for the Kunpeng at this moment.

After soaring in the mountains for a while, the man and the beast returned. Upon landing, everything was as peaceful as usual.

The sun passed over the treetops, and Xu Shanrou arrived at the wooden hut with a face full of joy.

Seeing Xu Shanrou, Jiliu Jia was naturally happy, and then the two left together and headed to the training ground.

The competition, held once every ten years, was about to begin. At this moment, the home advantage was clearly evident, and all the cheering shouts could be heard were for the Mage Academy Alliance. The people from Nuokang Academy had monotonous expressions and disdained it even more. The thoughts in these people’s minds were simple: go ahead and shout, and we’ll see if you can still shout when you lose later!

Arriving at the training ground, Jiliu Jia chatted briefly with Hei Gui and Lan Xiaofan before leaving because he was a substitute for today. Although he didn’t know if he would get to play, he still went to the contestant’s formation and sat on the ground at the very back, as if the upcoming competition had nothing to do with him.

Five people were seated on the high platform, of course, the headmasters and the Purifier.

In the Nuokang Academy camp not far away, everyone who looked over had disdainful and arrogant eyes. Although they lost the alchemy competition yesterday, it clearly hadn’t affected them much. In their eyes, the people from the Mage Academy Alliance were all easily defeated.

Mu Fengyang was still the host of the grand ceremony. After a few simple words, a huge cheer erupted.

Jiliu Jia sat on the ground, and if one didn’t look down, they wouldn’t be able to find him at all. Li Tai looked at Jiliu Jia with a smile, while Ouyang Yanfei frowned. Shangguan Wan’er’s expression was more varied; she was still worried about Jiliu Jia, mainly because she knew that Wan Yifei wouldn’t let Jiliu Jia off easily.

The competition officially began. Jiliu Jia didn’t recognize the first person to take the stage, but after scanning with his divine sense, he found that this fellow was quite an expert. There was a lot of strategy involved in deploying troops, and they might not know the story of Tian Ji’s horse racing, but the principle was the same.

Nuokang Academy sent out a Soul Mage, grade Three-Ranked Soul Lord Seven Stars. Jiliu Jia was a bit confused, was this guy clearly here to just make up the numbers? As expected, after the competition officially began, the student from Nuokang Academy was quickly defeated.

The first match was won very easily. In the second match, it was Li Tai, a Demon Lord Seven Stars. Jiliu Jia had always been puzzled as to how someone with Li Tai’s strength could have made it into the final twelve. However, when the match started, Jiliu Jia noticed that Li Tai’s strength had suddenly increased, reaching the strength of a Nine-Star.

This change was very surprising, but it also seemed normal. Li Tai must have taken some kind of pill that could instantly increase his strength. Such pills were usually very precious and were practically impossible to find on the market.

The opponent who took the stage on the other side was very calm. He took a quick glance and then made his move. As the saying goes, when an expert makes a move, the gap is immediately apparent. With Li Tai’s current strength of Demon Lord Nine Stars, he was a whole level behind his opponent.

However, the match did not turn into a one-sided affair. Li Tai was actually able to launch rather sharp attacks while defending with ease. This was strange, it shouldn’t be like this. At this moment, something suddenly came to Jiliu Jia’s mind: could this be a friendly match?

Time slowly passed, and finally, the Nuokang Academy student was defeated, leaving everyone stunned.

The five people on the high platform, however, remained calm, but their hearts were filled with doubt.

Two to zero, this was something they had never expected.

In the third match, a strange thing happened again, and Nuokang Academy lost again. The fourth match was the same, and Nuokang Academy still lost. It wasn’t until the sixth match that Nuokang Academy still lost. Six to zero, it was simply a joke.

At this point, Xiaoyaozi could no longer remain calm. There must be a conspiracy here, and he could feel that this conspiracy was aimed at Jiliu Jia. They had already lost six matches, and if Nuokang Academy lost one more, they would lose the entire competition.

However, Xiaoyaozi didn’t think Nuokang Academy would lose so magnanimously. On the contrary, Xiaoyaozi began to worry, because he had a premonition that Jiliu Jia would definitely have to compete.

While everyone was immersed in joy, Wan Yifei slowly walked out, politely saluted everyone, and then turned to the high platform and slowly said, “Little fellow Wan Yifei has an impolite request, and I hope the few headmasters and senior Purifier can agree.”

The five people on the platform exchanged glances and remained silent. Wan Yifei continued, “Since it’s a competition, the capable should bear more responsibility. I am untalented, and I would like to continue competing in the upcoming matches until I lose. I wonder if the headmasters and senior Purifier can permit this?”

These words were very venomous, clearly implying that he wanted to challenge all the remaining opponents. The faces of Xiaoyaozi and the other two old men changed instantly. Just as they were about to object, the Purifier spoke, “I think it’s fine. These young people should be fearless, but I think young people should also know their limits. Since he has such a request, then Headmaster Xiaoyao, you should let your student teach him a lesson!”

The Purifier agreed, and Xiaoyaozi couldn’t object to his words. He had clearly stated that he wanted him to teach this kid a lesson. The problem was, could the remaining six students be Wan Yifei’s opponents? If he refused, it would be a huge loss of face, and besides, the crowd below the stage had already started to heckle, wishing they could go up and fight Wan Yifei themselves.

This was exactly the effect Wan Yifei wanted. Although he didn’t show it on his face, he was ecstatic inside. Come on, I’m afraid you won’t agree!

For Nuokang Academy to achieve victory, Wan Yifei had to defeat seven people. Of course, the seventh person was Jiliu Jia himself. At this moment, Jiliu Jia was also dumbfounded. This guy was clearly bullying the Mage Academy Alliance for having no one. Ouyang Yanfei was extremely angry, and Shangguan Wan’er was already worried about Jiliu Jia because she knew that Jiliu Jia would definitely have to compete.

The high platform hesitated, and Teng Bija looked indifferent and said nothing. In the end, Xiaoyaozi still had to agree. With a slight nod, the competition continued.

Wan Yifei, with a strength of Fourth-Ranked Demon Master One Star, was at the same level as Shangguan Wan’er. Among all the students who had participated or were about to participate, only Wan Yifei and Shangguan Wan’er had reached the Fourth-Ranked Mage level; the rest were below Fourth-Ranked. The difference between each reincarnation was significant, and Three-Ranked and Fourth-Ranked were not on the same level at all.

However, the match still had to begin. The Mage Academy Alliance sent out a young man, a Three-Ranked Spirit Lord Eight Stars. After only a few rounds, he was defeated. Next, another person of Three-Ranked Eight Stars appeared, but Jiliu Jia recognized this person; it was Lan Caidie, who had slapped him hard that day. Despite his anger, his strength was inferior, and Lan Caidie eventually lost as well.

Two consecutive matches, and not even twenty rounds were used, which showed how strong Wan Yifei’s strength was.

Next were two young men, grade Three-Ranked Nine Stars, one a Spiritual Master and the other a Soul Master. But they also lost the match.

Four to zero, and relying on one person’s strength, Wan Yifei’s confidence had begun to swell. His originally calm face now showed a smile.

The next person to play was supposed to be Ouyang Yanfei, but Wan Yifei suddenly waved his hand and said lightly, “Little sister, why don’t you tell Wan’er that you two can come together!”