There was a crisp sound of "click".
The handle of Jiang Xian's chair was broken by him.
He smiled contemptuously: "I wonder how long you can keep your words!"
The two were completely at odds.
Principal Dorian looked at his nose, his nose and his heart, and shook his head helplessly.
*
In the third mecha competition, Atamu versus Huisi and Mo Chen.
Atamu's eyes seemed to be burning with fire.
Just win this one! Gaea is the champion!
As he thought, the silver mecha rushed towards Huisi.
Huisi originally thought that mechas were different from fighting. With the outer shell blocking them, even if they were injured, they wouldn't be serious.
As a result, the boy on the opposite side was like a tireless greedy wolf. He only knew how to attack and not defend. But even if the opponent didn't defend, his powerful attacks would make him retreat.
madman.
The word popped into Huisi's mind.
Only this word could describe the horror in his heart.
The good upbringing he had practiced Buddhism for many years had almost made him lose his power. Now he wanted to curse very much. What did Atamu eat when he grew up? Even if his natural ability is so terrifying, he is even far more proficient in mecha control than others.
Simply inhuman.
After barely holding on for a few rounds, Huisi lost.
After getting off the mecha, he patted Mo Chen on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't put too much psychological pressure on me. It won't be embarrassing to lose to him."
Mo Chen had a question mark face.
What...what do you mean?
But he soon understood.
After Atamu went to hell, he staggered out of the mecha with a bruised and swollen face, and asked Huisi sadly:
"Brother, can't you explain it more clearly next time?"
Huisi:……
Why have you transformed? He remembered that although the other party was cruel just now, it was not like this.
possible……
"Maybe my patience is running out."
…
Atamu's moves were clean and neat, leaving no chance for his opponent to resist.
Under the pressure of irresistible super power, both Huisi and Mo Chen were defeated.
The host was full of passion: "The champion of this competition is born, and the champion belongs to Gaia."
Atamu was extremely happy, a smile crept onto his cheeks, and the scars on his cheerful look faded a bit.
Yan Zhou sighed: "Gaia hasn't won a championship for many years. This kid is so ambitious."
Qingyu asked funnyly: "Child? Why do you sound so old-fashioned?"
Yan Zhou touched his nose and smiled.
As a monk who has lived for such a long time, doesn't the other person's age look like a child to her? Strictly speaking, she can be considered as one of her ancestors.
Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, a strange voice came from the audience:
"I report Atamu to enter the competition by concealing his identity as a freshman! Participants who violate the rules should be disqualified from the competition! The championship cannot be awarded to them!"
The scene fell silent for a moment.
People in the audience talked one after another:
"What...Atamu is a freshman? Are all freshmen so powerful? It's impossible."
"This is just a freshman! If this were a freshman, then we wouldn't even be able to practice mecha. Just practice. We can't even beat a freshman."
"I wonder if this person is jealous that someone else won the championship. He is talking nonsense. Who knows whether it is true or not?"
"I feel so too."
Seeing that no one believed him, the man became a little anxious. He took out the photo in his hand and shouted:
"This is a live photo taken of the new students entering Gaia University. The person in the middle is Atamu! He just enrolled this year!"
Atamu narrowed his eyes and looked at the plausive person gloomily.
It's like an evil tiger sharpening its claws, thinking about how to bite the opponent's throat.
The man's heart trembled when he spied Atamu's dangerous gaze. But thinking of that person's instructions, he still held his neck and shouted:
"The Four Regions League has always been about fairness and justice. If an outstanding young talent appears in the future and he is used to take the place of the sophomores and seniors in the competition, wouldn't the competition be meaningless? I believe the jury will know what is right and what is wrong!"
Everyone present was silent.
That said, it was indeed very reasonable, but deep down they couldn't help but feel it was ridiculous. Isn't it ironic that a freshman would beat an old student who was a sophomore or senior in high school?
Now I have to use this outrageous but reasonable reason to deprive others of their achievements. To be honest, many people can't bear it.
"This kind of thing that violates the examination rules actually happened. As the class teacher and a member of the jury of Weilanjian, I will never tolerate this situation."
Jiang Xian sighed and continued:
"If we let it go now, if this situation happens again next time, then the principles of the four-domain competition will be gone. Then why is it necessary for its existence? Do you think so?"
Principal Dorian frowned and said nothing.
The abbot of Jing'an Temple clasped his hands together, shook his head and sighed.
Jiang Xian knew from the attitudes of these two people that they were going to stay out of it again this time.
So he sneered and turned to Fang Liulan:
"Fang Liulan, what do you think? Are you trying to protect your students..."
Listening to Jiang Xian's aggressive words, Atamu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "I shamelessly begged the principal to bring me here. It's all my fault! And the principal——"
Fang Liulan frowned and interrupted Atamu's words: "This is something we did wrong and broke the rules. I am willing to give up the championship to Zheyun and disqualify Atamu from this competition."
Jiang Xian smiled and waved his hand, but his attitude made the other principals frown.
"Fang Liulan, your one word can guarantee that Gaia will not do what you did today again in the future? Judging from the attitude of that student Atamu, I'm afraid he doesn't really admit his mistake."
Fang Liulan's face turned completely cold: "What exactly do you want to do?"
Jiang Xian tapped the table with his finger and said casually: "The so-called killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, I think it is necessary to disqualify this student Atamu from all future competitions in order to calm the public anger. I also set an example for those behind me and see if it doesn't work. What happens to those who play by the rules.”
"boom"
The water glass on the table shattered instantly. Fang Liulan could no longer suppress the power accumulated in his body, and his eyes were filled with rage:
"Jiang Xian! Do you think that with Fei Qi as your backer, no one can touch you?"
Jiang Xian shrugged indifferently: "You can try."
Then he turned his attention to the principal of Dorian Affiliated School and the abbot of Jing'an Temple:
"What do you think?"
Principal Dorian put away his smile and said calmly: "Master Jiang, this punishment is too severe."
The abbot of Jing'an Temple turned his prayer beads and gave the same advice: "A strong soldier will be destroyed, a strong tree will be broken... Leader Jiang should think again."
Jiang Xian sighed faintly: "Since you are all opposed... why not do this!"
"A new student from the Zheyun faction competes with Atamu. If he loses, I will no longer pursue the matter of Gaia, but if he wins, Atamu will not be able to step into the competition venue again!"
(End of chapter)
