Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

"Senior Brother is Senior Brother." Linghe sighed, feeling overwhelmed.

"What's Zhù Senior Brother's cultivation level now?" Jiang Wang asked.

"I haven't seen him in a while," Zhang Linchuan sighed inexplicably, "He should have broken through the Heaven and Earth Gate by now..."

"But Senior Brother, you're not far behind. You're still neck and neck with him! You're the number one disciple of the City Dao Academy. I believe in you, Zhang Senior Brother!" Huang Azhan persistently flattered.

Everyone knew that Zhang Linchuan had been at the Heaven and Earth Gate for a long time, and was just one step away from the Soaring Dragon Realm. So it was not impossible to say that he was not far behind, but...

Zhang Linchuan gave Huang Azhan a strange look and took two steps back.

Although Ren Zhu, the Only Me, had just entered the Soaring Dragon Realm, he was chasing and killing the Heart-Devouring Demon everywhere in the world! Could he be an ordinary Soaring Dragon Realm cultivator?

Zhao Rucheng and Jiang Wang exchanged a glance and moved away to another spot.

"Hey, what do you guys mean?" Huang Azhan shouted.

Jiang Wang also looked up at the sky, "Perhaps stupidity is contagious..."

At this point, Dong A had already announced the last spot for the first-year students, "As usual, each academy must have one spot for the latest batch of disciples to showcase their talents in the annual Dao Conference..."

Under the stage, Fang Heling suddenly clenched his fist!

Among the disciples of his batch, only he and Jiang Wang had opened their meridians first. A few months had passed, and other students had completed their meridian opening, but he was the only one who had already laid the foundation.

He was truly outstanding!

If they were to represent the level of the new students in the Maple City Dao Academy, who else could it be besides him?

This was an honor! It was enough to wash away the doubts his father had raised when he bought a meridian-opening pill for him against everyone's opposition.

He, Fang Heling, must...

"Jiang Wang," Dong A said.

There was a commotion under the stage. Jiang Wang's name was not unfamiliar to the entire City Dao Academy, as he was the first outer disciple to enter the inner sect and had won the Dao Verification Deathmatch in public. His long hesitation before laying the foundation had also been widely spread by some people's speculation.

They said he had exhausted his talent and had no successor.

But in the eyes of the dean, he represented the strongest level of the new students?

"Dean!" Fang Heling stood up angrily, facing Dong A's cold gaze. He felt like he had been doused with cold water, extremely nervous, but soon he gritted his teeth, "I...I don't accept it!"

"Haha." Wei Quji laughed, happy to see Dong A being questioned, even though he believed that Dong A's judgement could not be wrong.

"It's simple." Wei Quji said, "Come up to the stage and fight. Whoever wins, goes."

As soon as the words came out, he realized how foolish he was. In any case, he should not have questioned Dong A in this situation, nor should he have questioned a big figure who could easily decide his future.

Fang Heling felt his heels trembling, but he still stood straight and looked at Dong A. He was at a loss.

Fortunately, Dong A didn't seem to be making things difficult for him, nor did he offend Wei Quji.

"Okay." He said.

Fang Heling breathed a sigh of relief and tried to straighten his back, walking towards the high platform under the gaze of the crowd.He had to use his proficient Dao skills to defeat his opponent. He had to prove that he was not fighting for himself, but for the reputation of the entire Maple Forest City Dao Academy. How could they send an unestablished guy to the Three Cities Martial Arts Competition?

He felt the gaze of the crowd, and there was surprise, envy, jealousy, and seriousness.

Walking on the road cleared by the crowd, he suddenly thought, was this how his cousin Fang Pengju felt when he was in the limelight?

But Fang Pengju died before entering the inner door, while he had already become an inner disciple!

Then he heard Jiang Wang's voice.

Throughout the whole process, Jiang Wang was very calm, as if he had nothing to do with it.

It was just after Dong A agreed to decide the quota by fighting, he raised his eyes and asked casually, "Can I hurt people?"

He asked if it was allowed by the rules, not if he could do it.

Fang Heling was about to explode with anger!

Dong A had no expression, only said, "Cannot cause disability or death."

In other words, everything else was allowed.

Wei Quji, Dong A, and several Maple Forest City officials and Dao Academy instructors were standing on the high platform. At this time, they all stepped back a few steps and stood on the side of the high platform to make space for the fight.

Jiang Wang nodded, supported the sword scabbard with one hand, and calmly walked towards the high platform.

While Fang Heling, who was already on the high platform, stared at him like nails.

"Don't worry, we are fellow disciples. I won't hurt you." Fang Heling gritted his teeth.

People were expecting Jiang Wang to respond with fierce words, but he remained silent.

The two stood on the high platform facing each other.

This scene reminded many people of the Dao Proof Battle a few months ago, one of them was Jiang Wang, and the other was surnamed Fang.

Wei Quji was originally very interested, but after noticing Fang Heling's excitement and eagerness, and then looking at Jiang Wang's calmness from beginning to end, he suddenly lost interest.

One was an obvious novice who had never experienced life and death battles, and the other was a cultivator who didn't know how many battles he had experienced. Even though there was a slight difference in cultivation, where was the suspense?

"Let's start." He waved his hand disinterestedly.

Clang~!

It was the sound of a sword being unsheathed!

Before the fight began, Fang Heling had considered many ways of fighting and weighed which Dao skills would be most advantageous to start with. He was not stupid. He knew that his biggest advantage over Jiang Wang was in Dao skills. He could use Dao skills, but Jiang Wang couldn't, which was his chance of winning.

However, the sword was too fast.

The Dao skill Fang Heling finally chose was the Flame Blade. Among the five basic Dao skills, this skill was the most violent, and he was also the most skilled in it.

In order to maintain his leading position and to wash away the doubts of his family, he had not slackened, he had been working hard all the time.

Now, he could even complete the decision in just three breaths!

But the sword was too fast.

Was it two breaths, or one breath? Anyway, his decision had just begun, and the sword was already at his neck. The sharp edge of the sword was faintly piercing his skin and blood vessels.

Is it over?

What kind of swordsmanship is this!

Jiang Wang turned the sword edge and lightly patted Fang Heling's cheek with the sword body, making him snap out of his daze.

"You lost." Jiang Wang said.

Fang Heling felt bewildered and felt at a loss. How could this be? He didn't even have a chance to use a Dao skill!If, if, if he could complete the small cycle of the microcosmic orbit and imprint the Flame Blade Dao technique in the Tongtian Palace after some time, he would be able to achieve instantaneous activation. He would never hesitate to act again!

If...

He suddenly looked up and gritted his teeth, "You definitely used Dao Yuan to activate your sword technique. You haven't even established your foundation yet, and you're wasting Dao Yuan for this competition. You're really willing to do anything!"

Jiang Wang sheathed his sword, turned around, and left the stage without responding to Fang Heling's provocation, just as he had done before. He couldn't be bothered to pay attention, just like how humans couldn't hear the voice of an ant blocking their way.

"You'll never establish your foundation in your lifetime!" Fang Heling shouted at his back.

"Get lost! You're embarrassing yourself!" Dong Apao waved his sleeve, and Fang Heling fell off the stage.

Jiang Wang looked around and saw only sympathetic or disdainful eyes. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shouted and stumbled away from there.