Everyone present was stunned by Ning Ping'an's words. They couldn't believe their ears. Bai Ye had actually been appointed as the preparatory dean of Yan Sheng Academy.
"In this case, the killing battle will begin. The other two houses, will you participate? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
The master turned to look at Duanmu Weili and Zeng Huaigu, wanting to see their opinions.
"Master, our Zigong Academy can participate in this literary battle. Forget about the murderous battle, our relationship with various academies is pretty good." Duanmu Weili responded immediately.
Zeng Huaigu also expressed his rejection: "We at Zeng Sheng Academy have always advocated 'filial piety, forgiveness, loyalty, introspection and caution.' We, Zeng Sheng Academy, will not participate in this murderous battle."
The master nodded slightly. He had expected that the other two academies would not be involved. After all, this killing battle was a grudge between the two academies. The other academies were already a little embarrassed, let alone participating in it.
"Then let's get started."
While the Master was speaking, a bloody red aura began to spread from the edge of the high platform. "In a killing battle, there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority, only life and death. Students from Zilu Academy, please come up to the stage quickly."
The master shouted in his mouth, and at the same time he jumped up, his body floating in the air. He raised his hand and wrote the three words "killing battle". The blood-red talents on the edge of the high platform quickly gathered into a long bloody river, covering the entire high platform. At this time, The high platform is filled with murderous intent and waves of blood are rolling, which is a symbol of murderous warfare.
Seeing that Zhou Shan's body was also swallowed up by the blood of the high platform, Zhong Bo came to his body in an instant, took off the mountain and sea jade from his waist, put it in his bag, and then returned to the bamboo frame.
Just like that, Zhou Shan's body was rotten by blood and bones in front of everyone, and the atmosphere in the venue instantly became solemn.
"No, this is a murderous battle? What's going on?"
The Ci Song people in the audience were all dumbfounded. They originally wanted to have fun, but they never thought that the fun came too quickly and suddenly. Just now it was just a quarrel between the deans of the academy, and now they are killing each other directly. Fight.
"Junior brother Ci, don't be afraid. The killing battle is only related to students. As a scholar, you don't need to participate in the killing battle." The senior brother sitting on the left side of Ci Song said to him.
Ci Song turned around and saw that all his senior brothers looked at death with no fear at all. Everyone's eyes were full of fighting spirit.
Seeing this scene, Ci Song seemed to have thought of something, and asked, "Senior Brother, do you know that Senior Brother Bai will launch a killing war?"
Seeing this, the senior brother nodded and said: "Senior Brother Bai talked to us last night. Our Yan Sheng Academy has been too humble in these years, so that Zilu Academy has frequently targeted us in various aspects, and even joined forces with the other two schools. The hospital wants to take away the word 'holy' from our hospital."
"The Master said: 'A gentleman is humble but not arrogant, and a villain is arrogant but not humble.' Since Zilu Academy thinks that it is very strong, then we will kill their generation and let Zilu Academy see what it means to be 'a gentleman when he is angry. Five steps of blood splatter'!"
The senior brother's words caused huge waves in Ci Song's heart. Although he had just joined Yan Sheng Academy, he also knew that Yan Sheng Academy and Zilu Academy had a long history of grievances. Today's murderous battle was not Bai Ye's wishful thinking. Instead, Yan Sheng Academy was secretly accumulating strength, waiting for a suitable opportunity to completely break the arrogance of Zilu Academy.
"Senior Brother Bai's move... is really amazing. He was able to develop the situation to this point." Ci Song thought in his mind.
"We also invite students from Zilu Academy to come and ask for advice."
On the high platform, Bai Ye's figure was like a pine tree, standing among the bloody talents, and his voice echoed in everyone's ears.
However, the bloody talents on the high platform seemed to have no impact on the people in the audience. The students of Zilu Academy looked at Bai Ye, their eyes full of hostility.
"Bai Ye, you killed my senior brother and insulted the reputation of my academy. Today I'm here to see with my own eyes the reputation of this crazy white man like you."
While he was talking, a tall man with a gloomy face walked out of Zilu Academy. The yellow Confucian robe he wore had more complex unicorn cloud pattern embroidery on it, which was a sign of being a direct disciple of the gentleman in the academy.
"Who are you?" Bai Ye looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him and asked.
"Zhong Jiafa's personal disciple, Fan Ciyong."
Fan Ciyong stepped onto the high platform step by step. When he raised his hand, blood-colored talent gathered in his palm, and then turned into a bloody long sword. On the long sword, blood-qi rolled, full of killing intent.
"Bai Ye, wake up!"
Fan Ciyong held the blood-colored sword and rushed towards Bai Ye. Following his movements, the blood-colored talent on the high platform instantly became violent. Strong airflows continued to blow at Bai Ye's robes, blowing away the turmoil he had just gathered. Get up the bloody talent.
Looking at Fan Ciyong rushing towards him, Bai Ye did not move his body, but just stood there quietly, waiting for the other party's arrival.
Seeing that Fan Ciyong was about to rush in front of Bai Ye, the sword in his hand instantly enlarged several times and struck directly towards Bai Ye.
The momentum of this sword was like a rainbow, and the sword energy was raging, instantly dispersing all the bloody talents on the high platform.
However, facing such a powerful sword force, Bai Ye just raised his hand gently to hold the edge of the sword. Then he squeezed hard, and Fan Ciyong felt that the sword in his hand instantly shattered.
This scene happened so fast that Fan Ciyong was in a daze. He never imagined that his full blow could be so easily defused by Bai Ye.
Just when Fan Ciyong was in a daze, Bai Ye wrote the word "kill" with his pen, and directly split Fan Ciyong's head. As he fell, his body was instantly absorbed by the blood river.
"Senior Brother Fan!"
When the students of Zilu Academy in the audience saw this scene, they were all shocked. They never imagined that their senior brother could not make a single move in front of Bai Ye?
"Is Zilu Academy looking down on Bai Ye? It would be too naive to just want to take my life."
Bai Ye glanced at the panicked students in the audience and said coldly.
"You... you are a murderous white lunatic!"
A student from Zilu Academy shouted angrily that he and Fan Ciyong were good friends, but he felt extremely angry because of Bai Ye's actions.
As this student came to the stage, the students of Zilu Academy were no longer as calm as before. They came to the stage one after another to fight with Bai Ye. However, although these students were extremely talented, the gap between them and Bai Ye was so big that No one is Bai Ye's enemy with one move.
Bai Ye killed several students with a casual swipe, but he himself was still standing where the bloody talents gathered, without moving even half a step.
Every time he kills a Zilu Academy student, Bai Ye will look up at Zhong Bo, the dean of Zilu Academy, and look at him. Bai Ye's move seems to be saying that the death of these students will be blamed on you.
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