Chapter 15 First Place
After seeing Xiao Yun resolve the fight with another move, the whole audience fell silent for a moment, and then burst into thunderous applause.
There was also a burst of cheers from the seats of Xuanjie Class 4.
Xiao Yun put away the spear in his hand and slowly walked down the ring.
"Xiao Yun, thank you for showing mercy." Fang Wen, who stood up with the help of others, shouted at Xiao Yun's back.
"It's as it should be. After all, friendship comes first and competition comes second, isn't it? You should go and recover from the injury on your chest, otherwise it may affect your next fight." A faint voice came, and Xiao Yun waved his hand, indicating that Fang Wen didn't need to take it to heart.
"He is kind-hearted and not arrogant. Old Huo, you have really found a good disciple."
At the elders' table, an old man with white hair and beard and a hint of envy on his face congratulated Elder Huo. The
original intention of the inner courtyard selection competition was to select outstanding students to enter the inner courtyard for training. As the leaders of the academy, they can tolerate students getting injured, but they do not want students to die in this selection competition.
Xiao Yun was able to stop at the last moment and just used the aftermath of the explosion to push Fang Wen off the stage. This was undoubtedly worthy of the elders' appreciation.
"Hmph, stop annoying me here. My disciple is talented, but that also depends on how the master taught him!" Elder Huo looked at the old man who had just spoken with some contempt, "Old Hu, don't you think that Xiao Yun is just naturally talented, and his achievements have nothing to do with me?"
"Well, that's right. If Xiao Yun could become my disciple, with my strength at the peak of the Fighting Emperor, I think he would be able to break through to the Fighting Spirit by now, instead of the strength of a Seven-Star Great Fighter." Hu Qian was retorted by Elder Huo, but he didn't get angry and continued to express his own views.
"Don't talk about your strength. Teaching a disciple has nothing to do with one's own strength! Besides, it's true that I'm a fighting king, but I'm also a fifth-grade pharmacist. Xiao Yun is so talented as a pharmacist. If he becomes your disciple, can you teach him the art of pharmacy?"
"He's better than you, but at least he won't be a seven-star great fighter now."
"That's because I taught him the art of pharmacy to distract him. Xiao Yun is less than ten years old now, but he's already a third-grade pharmacist. Even if he can refine a fourth-grade pill, he has a 20% chance of success. Such an achievement is much better than breaking through to the fighting spirit!"
"He's also a seven-star great fighter."
"Humph, you're jealous, no matter what, Xiao Yun is my disciple."
"..."
Just as the two were arguing, Xiao Yun also returned to the elders' seat. As soon as he came up, he saw his teacher and Vice Dean Hu Qian quarreling with each other. There was also a little girl next to him who covered her ears with her hands to avoid listening to their words.
"Brother Xiao Yun, you are back!"
Seeing Xiao Yun coming back, the little girl immediately ran up to greet him with a look of surprise on her face.
"Brother Xiao Yun, you are really too powerful. Even the seniors at the level of great fighters can't take a single move from you."
"Hu Jia, why are you running here instead of practicing hard?"
The little girl is Hu Jia, the granddaughter of Vice Dean Hu Qian, and can be regarded as the little princess of Canaan Academy.
A year ago, Elder Huo took Xiao Yun to visit Hu Qian. At that time, Hu Jia, who had just broken through the sixth level of fighting spirit, wanted to challenge Xiao Yun, but was knocked down by him in one move and ran to Hu Qian to complain. However, since then, Hu Jia seemed to have become his little fan girl, wanting to play with him every day, which made Xiao Yun very annoyed.
Children aged six or seven are the most annoying to people, even the Dou Qi Da Lu who has extraordinary power is no exception.
"I want to see Brother Xiao Yun's fight, but I have practiced hard today. I have now broken through the seventh stage of Dou Qi! But I am still far behind you, Brother Xiao Yun." Hearing Xiao Yun's words, Hu Jia hurriedly told her own cultivation to prove that she was not lazy.
Nodding, Xiao Yun did not say anything else, but walked towards Elder Huo. Hu Jia beside him saw that Xiao Yun ignored her and was unhappy, but she still followed Xiao Yun.
"Teacher, do I have to fight later?"
"No, the top 50 should be selected today, and the top 5 will be decided tomorrow. Tomorrow it will not be a knockout round, and most of the players will be above the Grand Master level. You should go back and practice hard and prepare for tomorrow's competition."
Elder Huo was about to speak when Hu Qian on the side spoke first and told Xiao Yun the next schedule.
"Old man Hu is right, you should go back and have a good rest, and wait until tomorrow to get the first place and make me proud!"
"Okay, teacher, Dean Hu, then I will go back and rest first." Xiao Yun bowed. After all, Hu Qian is the vice-dean of Canaan Academy and the first person in charge of the inner courtyard selection competition. Since he said that it is okay to go back, it means that it is really okay to go back, and Xiao Yun does not have to worry about the competition later.
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The next day, the inner courtyard selection competition ended...It
was held for three days in total. On the first two days, fifty students who could enter the inner courtyard were selected, and the weakest among them were all seven-star fighters.
On the last day, Hu Qian did not engage in any big melee, but adopted a round-based competition. Whoever could win to the end and win more games would get the first place in this competition and enjoy better training resources.
And this was not difficult for Xiao Yun. With the magic core weapon specially forged for him by Elder Huo, rich combat experience from one and a half years of training in the law enforcement team, and his own strength as a seven-star fighter, he could even compete with fighting spirit masters, let alone a group of fighters.
So, when Xiao Yun came on stage, he was like a champion defending the ring, constantly defeating the contestants who came forward to challenge him.
As the competition progressed, Xiao Yun shot a fighter in front of him and sent him flying. Looking around, this was the last person he defeated. Apart from him, no one else could stand on the four rings in the square.
"This round of trials has ended. After fierce battles, the top five have been born. They are Xiao Yun, Wang Hongjing, Gongsun Sibao, Ye Zhengfan, and Fang Wen!"
An old man with white hair and beard stood up, looked around the square, and then announced the results of the competition loudly.
As soon as his voice fell, the square suddenly erupted with overwhelming cheers. In this tsunami-like sound, the whole square was shaking. Countless people stood up from the stands and looked at the young man standing on the ring in the square, their eyes full of envy and fear.
Because, above their heads, there will always be a person standing. That person, at the age of less than ten, fought his way out of the siege among a group of proud sons of heaven and finally won the championship. He is enough to become a person that people look up to with awe.
Xiao Yun stood in the center of the ring. His heart was calm, but a smile of a winner slowly appeared on his face. Under the gaze of countless eyes, he slowly walked out of the noisy square.
The most grand competition of the year finally came to an end with Xiao Yun's exit.
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