Chapter 1300 Turned into a joke

"presumptuous."

"furious."

"He's just a coward who didn't even dare to participate in the second round. Now he dares to be arrogant?"

Almost as soon as Xiao Yi finished speaking, there were loud shouts from all around.

All the unkind eyes were focused on Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi ignored it, holding the sword in his hand and waiting.

"I'll meet you for a while." Another figure jumped out from the competition stage.

Bang…

On the competition stage, there was an explosion.

The ending is no different from before.

Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…

One after another, figures came on stage one after another.

Bang...bang...bang...

One after another, the figures were blown away one after another and ended up seriously injured.

This situation lasted for half an hour.

And for half an hour, the only thing that resounded in the ears of all the surrounding disciples was the nightmare-like 'bang' sound.

And, each of the seriously injured disciples.

The eyes around him were no longer unkind, but filled with anger.

"Next one." The three referees frowned and said.

Regardless of the outcome, according to the rules, they need to announce it.

Whoosh…

At this time, a golden light flashed from the seat of Jinchen Academy.

"Jin Yu." Jin Chen's expression changed as he sat at the seat of Jin Chen Academy.

The person on stage is named Jin Yu.

The previous chief of Jinchen Academy and Jin Hu’s brother.

"Xiao Yi?" Jin Yu's face was extremely cold.

"If I didn't face you in the first round, consider yourself lucky."

"If you didn't play in the second round, you're lucky."

"This round, at the top of Wuling Peak, you should have an explanation for hurting my brother..."

Bang…

On the competition stage, there was another nightmare-like explosion.

Jin Yu was instantly blown away.

When he hit the ground, he was covered in blood.

The sword marks on his chest almost penetrated into his bones. This was already an extremely serious injury.

Whoosh...Jin Chen ducked and came to Jin Yu's side.

"No, the vitality is constantly disappearing." Jin Chen's expression changed.

Whoosh... At the seat of Jinchen Academy, an elder came over and rushed to save Jin Yu.

Jin Chen looked at Xiao Yi coldly, "Xiao Yi, are you competing or taking someone's life?"

Xiao Yi remained silent.

Jin Chen's eyes suddenly filled with anger, "You are looking for death."

"Why are you so arrogant?" The disciples from all the surrounding courtyards shouted angrily.

"A disciple of Heiyun Xuejiao is so excessive?"

"He frequently seriously injures his opponents and even attempts to take their lives."

"Does such a scum deserve to participate in the Hundred Academy Contest?"

Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold and he glanced around.

Under the cold eyes, the sword intent soared to the sky.

"If you don't have the strength, just don't play."

The cold words resounded throughout the audience without any scruples.

"You..." The disciples from all the surrounding schools were furious at the same time.

If you don't play and compete, how will the school be ranked?

In the battle of hundreds of colleges, the colleges that won in the second round were all from a powerful force and a famous family.

This grand event that only happens every 15 years has all the elites but no rankings. Isn’t it just a joke?

How could the disciples from each academy not show up?

"Xiao Yi." The three referees looked at Xiao Yi and wanted to say something.

Xiao Yi interrupted indifferently, "Did I violate the competition rules?"

"No." The three referees shook their heads.

"Then continue." Xiao Yi said indifferently.

The three referees frowned, but could only nod.

"Next person."

Bang…

Bang...bang...

The next time was almost spent amidst the continuous explosions.

For the first time, each battle ended at a speed that was almost instantaneous.

Another half an hour later.

The eyes in the spectator seats around him were all filled with anger, not just the disciples, but all the warriors and elders.

"Asshole." An old man shouted instantly.

"What kind of competition is this? Every time I go on stage, I am seriously injured with a sword and knocked off the stage."

"In just half an hour, nearly a hundred elites were seriously injured."

"Including the previous half hour, within an hour, more than half of the top talents from each academy who won the second round have been seriously injured."

"Boy, don't go too far."

"Not bad." Another college elder said violently.

"You bastard, you have known for a long time that the disciples of Heiyun Xuejiao are extremely domineering."

"Now it seems that it's even worse."

"Is this a competition? It's basically an opportunity to hurt people or even take their lives."

"Hmph." Suddenly, a momentum broke out, and an old man snorted coldly.

"Xiao Yi doesn't seem to have violated the competition rules."

"But if he competes like this and everyone is seriously injured, what's the difference between him and disrupting the battle of hundreds of houses?"

"I suggest that such a disciple should be kicked off the stage and have no qualifications to compete."

"Not bad...not bad..." There were loud shouts and extremely angry words from the surrounding spectator seats.

The anger in the entire audience reached its peak at this moment.

Clang…

Just at this moment, a fierce sword roar rose into the sky.

Under the sound of the sword, the sword intent pierced the sky.

A cold gaze scanned the entire place.

That was Xiao Yi's gaze.

He looked at each of the seniors in the academy, each of them a strong man who had been famous for many years, without retreating at all.

"Excessive? Disturbing?"
To be continued...