Growing 10000 kilograms every day, I evolved into a mythical beast novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265: Chapter 138: Turbulence of the Grand Competition

Three days later.

At nine in the morning, Guang Han Martial University’s Central Square was packed with people.

A giant arena was located in the center of the square, with steel steps on one side serving as the seating area for spectators.

"This competition is really something, they even prepared seating for the audience!"

"Of course they would, this is a major event concerning the survival of both departments; how could it not be formal?"

"Don’t worry, you probably won’t get to sit in the audience seat; those are reserved for big shots. Let’s just stay down here quietly."

A group of people were discussing.

As martial artists, they usually watch these competitions while standing.

But this time, seats were unusually set up for the spectators.

Someone objected: "Why can’t I sit there? I’m going to sit up top!"

Soon, a few daring people sat in the seating area.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a streak of light flashed across the sky, and a powerful aura descended.

Strong winds howled, and a terrifying sense of pressure swept across the venue. In an instant, many people couldn’t withstand the pressure, nearly kneeling on the spot.

Fortunately, that aura just swept past and disappeared in a flash.

When everyone reopened their eyes, they saw a lean old man in a Zhongshan suit standing in the audience seating area.

"The principal of Imperial Martial Arts University, Zhong Qian!"

"He actually came too. It’s said that he’s already a peak Eighth Grade expert!"

"That old guy, making a show of his aura as soon as he arrives—Imperial Martial Arts University sure is something!"

Many students felt resentful in their hearts.

They were all from Guang Han Martial University and had no reverence for this old man from Imperial Martial Arts University.

"Zhong Qian, coming here and immediately giving us a display of power, you really don’t give me, Wu Qingshan, any face, do you."

An aged voice sounded.

Wu Qingshan walked through the air, his steps slow, reaching the audience seating in just a few steps from several kilometers away.

Zhong Qian, with his hands behind his back, chuckled and said, "I haven’t been to Guang Han Martial University in a long time, seeing so many energetic students makes me feel excited."

"Hmph!"

In the heavens and the earth, a cold snort resounded.

A brilliant light streaked like a meteor, landing in the audience seating, was an attractive woman.

The woman, graceful in stature, coldly snorted and said, "Principal Zhong, in this competition, Imperial Martial Arts University took all the spots, truly leaving no consideration."

"It’s a major matter concerning both departments; I can’t be blamed," Zhong Qian sighed.

Several people were conversing in the audience seating.

Below the stage, everyone was holding their breath!

Three Eighth Grade experts, although they didn’t emit any aura, just standing there was intimidating.

The students who had ventured into the audience seating quickly slinked back down.

Subsequently, the Divine Martial Department’s Second Grade team also appeared.

Their leader, adorned in a golden battle robe and carrying a large spear, walked with valor; he was none other than Yang Tiandou.

When the two sides met, tension flared.

Yang Tiandou looked at Cheng Xin and sneered, "Cheng Xin, is the True Martial Department so short on people that they let you be the captain?"

Cheng Xin coldly glanced at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yang Tiandou smirked, "Oh, are you holding a grudge against me for hacking off your limbs last time?"

"Weaklings should have the awareness of weaklings. If you encounter me in the competition, concede early, or else it won’t be as simple as just losing your limbs this time!"

His voice wasn’t loud, yet everyone could hear it clearly.

Behind Cheng Xin, the Second Grade Realm team members’ expressions changed slightly.

They had almost forced themselves to forget about this matter, but now Yang Tiandou brought it up publicly, darkening their minds again.

Among the Second Grade competitors, some students from other schools now confirmed this matter.

"Was the captain really crippled by Yang Tiandou?"

"This Yang Tiandou, his strength is terrifying..."

Upon hearing these words, Cheng Xin ignored the comments from those team members, merely staring coldly at Yang Tiandou.

"I won’t lose!"

A hint of madness flashed in her eyes.

Yang Tiandou chuckled, unimpressed, leading his team into the square.

Behind him, the Divine Martial Department’s Second Grade team members all looked at Cheng Xin, their gazes filled with mockery.