Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 65: Four Pavilions Showdown! Did Feng Qingxue Yield to Lin Xuan?
「The next day.」
The final showdown began. The champions of the four pavilions would face off to determine the ultimate first place. This champion would be the number one among the new disciples of the Heavenly Dao Academy, known as the Freshman King.
On this day, the entire Heavenly Dao Academy was boiling with excitement. All the new disciples of the four pavilions came out to watch the battle. Many elders had also arrived, and even the Dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy came to observe personally. After all, the future of every Freshman King was limitless; they were destined to become top geniuses on the Celestial Ranking.
I wonder who the Freshman King will be this time? The Dean was also very curious. He had quite high hopes for Wu Ming, so when he learned that Lin Xuan was the champion of Wangyue Pavilion, he was taken aback. To be honest, Lin Xuan had left a deep impression on him. After all, anyone who could master the Wandering Dragon Step in a single month possessed top-tier talent. But unfortunately, Lin Xuan was forsaken by the Heavenly Dao and had no future. Whenever he thought of this, the Dean felt a pang of regret.
Now, hearing that Lin Xuan had become the champion of Wangyue Pavilion, he was extremely shocked. After learning the details, he discovered that Lin Xuan, with only the cultivation of a Ninth Grade Martial Artist, had defeated a one-star Martial General. He was stunned beyond belief by this battle that transcended rank. But this was immediately followed by an even deeper sense of regret. If only he weren’t someone forsaken by the Heavenly Dao... what a shame.
In the center of the Heavenly Dao Academy stood an ancient arena with a thousand-year history. Every major showdown was held here, even the battles for the Celestial Ranking. The surface of the arena was covered with countless scars from swords and blades, left behind by the geniuses of past generations. This arena was known as the Heavenly Dao Arena.
At this moment, the area around the Heavenly Dao Arena was packed with people. The new disciples from the four pavilions had all come. Standing at the very front were four figures: the respective champions of each pavilion.
Lin Xuan had also arrived. He stood at the forefront of the Wangyue Pavilion disciples, and behind him, countless fellow disciples cheered for him with fervor. Hearing their shouts, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but feel his own blood boil with excitement.
His gaze swept over the other three champions. He first exchanged a greeting with Feng Qingxue, then his eyes fell on Luo Yang. Lin Xuan wasn’t very familiar with Luo Yang, so he couldn’t help but study him for a few extra seconds, but that was all.
Finally, he looked at Wu Ming.
Sensing Lin Xuan’s gaze, Wu Ming looked up, and their eyes met. Wu Ming then gave a cold snort and made a provocative gesture. A dismissive smile touched Lin Xuan’s lips. A defeated opponent, not even worth mentioning.
At that moment, the figure of an elder materialized on the Heavenly Dao Arena. This old man was the Referee Elder for the competition. He waved his hand, and the bustling surroundings instantly fell silent. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
The Referee Elder announced in a resonant voice, "The finals of the new disciple competition will now begin! The champion of each of the four pavilions will face each other in turn. The winner of a match gains one point; the loser gets none. The final ranking will be based on these points. The one with the highest total score will be the final Freshman King!"
The rules were the same as before, quite simple. It meant everyone had to fight everyone else.
"Alright, let the first battle begin! The opponents are Feng Qingxue versus Lin Xuan!"
As the Referee Elder’s voice fell, the crowd erupted in another wave of discussion.
The disciples of Star Pavilion and Tianyang Pavilion were extremely envious. "Purple Mist Pavilion’s luck is truly good," one said.
"Feng Qingxue should be able to win this easily, right?"
"That’s for sure. Anyone facing Lin Xuan can get an easy win."
The disciples of Purple Mist Pavilion were even more ecstatic. "Hahaha, this is great! Wind Fairy’s luck is superb!"
"This battle will be an easy victory!"
"She’ll have a point in no time!"
"At this rate, it looks like Wind Fairy has a very good chance of becoming the final Freshman King!"
"Go, Lin Xuan!" On the other side, the people from Wangyue Pavilion were all cheering for their champion. To be honest, they were still quite nervous. After all, the champions of the other three pavilions were not to be taken lightly. Even though Lin Xuan was the top disciple of Wangyue Pavilion, their pavilion consistently ranked at the bottom. Now that he was fighting the top geniuses from the other pavilions, it was really hard to say who would win.
"Don’t worry, the title of Freshman King is definitely mine. Our Wangyue Pavilion won’t be at the bottom anymore," Lin Xuan said with a confident smile. He then walked toward the arena, stepping onto the ancient Heavenly Dao Arena.
Feng Qingxue’s figure flickered, and she landed gracefully on the arena as well.
"Long time no see, Lin Xuan!" Feng Qingxue greeted with a smile. Lin Xuan had been in closed-door cultivation for the past few months, so the two of them hadn’t actually met.
Lin Xuan smiled back. "Congratulations on becoming the champion of Purple Mist Pavilion. But I can’t go easy on you this time. My apologies."
"I’m well aware of your strength. I’m no match for you," Feng Qingxue replied with a grin.
The two of them actually started chatting. The surrounding disciples were in an uproar.
What the heck? How are those two so friendly?
What has a waste like Lin Xuan done to deserve Feng Qingxue’s favor?
Many disciples were seething with jealousy. Luo Yang, for instance, was so jealous his eyes turned red. Feng Qingxue was incredibly beautiful, and he had been pursuing her as well, though he had never succeeded. To see her on such good terms with Lin Xuan made him furious.
The elder on the stage coughed awkwardly. "Alright, you two. If you want to chat, you can do so later. The match begins now!"
Hearing this, Lin Xuan just shrugged and fell silent.
Feng Qingxue, however, simply said, "There’s no need to compete. I surrender. I’m not Lin Xuan’s opponent."
The moment she said this, the Referee Elder froze.
The disciples from Star Pavilion froze. The disciples from Tianyang Pavilion froze. The disciples from Purple Mist Pavilion froze. Even the disciples from Wangyue Pavilion froze.
Everyone in the entire audience was stunned stiff. Their minds went blank.
What’s going on? Why did she just surrender? The fight hasn’t even started!
They won? Just like that? The disciples of Wangyue Pavilion looked at each other, feeling as if they were in a dream. To be honest, they had been sweating bullets for Lin Xuan just a moment ago. In their view, he had at most a thirty percent chance of winning. It seemed highly likely that he would lose and Wangyue Pavilion would once again end up at the bottom. But they never expected him to win just like this.
"Damn it! That kid is just lucky," Zhang Yang spat through gritted teeth.
Zhao Jie wore a strange expression. Could it be that Feng Qingxue fancies Lin Xuan? Did she surrender on purpose?
"Damn it, why would Feng Qingxue deliberately surrender?" The disciples from Star Pavilion and Tianyang Pavilion couldn’t understand it either. Could there really be something going on between them?
Surrender? But why?
But no one found it more unacceptable than the disciples of the Purple Mist Pavilion. They were on the verge of a collective breakdown. Feng Qingxue was their number one genius, an absolute beauty, and the source of their pride. But now?
She had surrendered!
She had surrendered to someone forsaken by the Heavenly Dao!
They couldn’t accept it.
"Wind Fairy, why did you surrender?!"
"Wind Fairy, have you lost your mind?!"
"Wind Fairy, that guy is a complete waste! You could finish him in a single move!"
"Wind Fairy, please, we’re begging you, fight!"
"Damn it! Wind Fairy was duped by that pretty boy!"
The disciples of Purple Mist Pavilion roared in fury, unable to accept the outcome.
Even Feng Qingxue’s master, Elder Qiushui, was dumbfounded. Her expression changed drastically as she called out, "Disciple, this is no time for games! Get serious and fight now!"
